Chapter 74: The Lost Princess Bai Yueguang 5 Bastard
Ji Hanlin's face darkened instantly, his handsome features taking on a stern look. He wasn't used to being so close to anyone, let alone the princess who always loved to humiliate him.
The palace servants received the order and left one after another, leaving only two people in the room.
Wen Qianning didn't care what he thought. She raised her hand to measure the width of his shoulders and said with a smile, "Are you afraid that I'll take advantage of you? I'm just being kind and thinking about you, but Master Ji is actually looking down on me?"
The tape measure circled around Wen Qianning's fingers a few times. Ji Hanlin stood there, his dark eyes like deep pools, with a dark light surging in his eyes, allowing her to move in front of him with a somewhat provocative movement.
"Raise your hand." Wen Qianning spoke slowly.
He frowned and raised his hand reluctantly.
Wen Qianning walked in front of Ji Hanlin again, put the tape measure on his arm, gestured a few times randomly, and then stopped her fingers on his waist for a moment and poked it.
"...Your Highness." Ji Hanlin spoke helplessly, trying to warn her.
"Hmm?" The girl pretended to be confused, raised her eyes to meet his, and smiled even more happily, "Why are you so nervous, Master Ji? Could it be that you have never seen a woman before?"
As she spoke, she slowly moved up his waist and abdomen, comparing the so-called size, stopping only at his shoulders. But she had no idea how to measure, so she just followed her own will, wrapping the tape measure around him again and again, not even bothering to keep count.
woman?
A little girl like her actually thought she was a woman? Ji Hanlin found it funny.
The girl who called herself a woman came very close to him, her breath faintly touching his neck, making him feel a heat that made his heart restless.
"Those shoulders are quite broad," Wen Qianning commented thoughtfully. "Hmm... Young Master Ji is quite good-looking. He's barely qualified to be this princess's attendant."
The boy tensed up and gritted his teeth as he spoke, "You're not measuring clothes at all."
"Oh, you saw through me." Wen Qianning blinked, not feeling guilty at all. Instead, she felt even more proud because she had finally made Ji Hanlin angry. Her smile was bright and flamboyant.
Unable to tolerate the girl's unscrupulous actions any longer, Ji Hanlin gritted his teeth, took the initiative, and grabbed her wrist.
When he grabbed her wrist, Wen Qianning froze. The boy's force wasn't particularly strong, but the sudden reversal wiped out her smug expression.
"Let go, let go of this princess!" She glared and tried to struggle, but her aura was not as domineering as usual, and Ji Hanlin pushed her against the wall behind her.
Wait, what does the male protagonist want to do? !
"Princess, if you dare to act so foolishly again..." The boy's voice was cold and close to her ear, with a sense of coercion, "I will kiss you right here."
As soon as the words fell, Wen Qianning's eyes widened instantly. She had never expected Ji Hanlin to say such a thing.
In fact, Ji Hanlin had no intention of kissing her at all. It was just that the unreasonable little princess was too annoying, so he wanted to find a way to scare her once and for all.
However, Wen Qianning obviously didn't realize what Ji Hanlin meant. She was really afraid that he would forcefully kiss her without saying anything, so she angrily shouted, "Someone, come! This is indecent assault! Protect me—"
Before he could finish his words, his mouth was firmly covered by a hand.
Her wide-open eyes were filled with fear, shame and anger. She shook her head desperately, but that little bit of strength was no threat to Ji Hanlin. He didn't move at all, just lowered his head and looked at her with a sneer.
"Quiet."
He leaned over, his eyes cold, and warned her bluntly, "You were the one who sent the palace maid away first. If you keep shouting, people outside will really think we did something shameful in there, and then the news will get out..."
Wen Qianning's voice was completely blocked, and her eyes were slightly red with anger. She struggled in vain and could only hold back her anger, making vague "mumbling" sounds, looking extremely aggrieved.
Ji Hanlin looked at her furious look and somehow felt like laughing, but he still refused to relax.
After a moment, he spoke again in a cold voice, his words full of threats: "Don't get close to me like this in the future. If you do it again, I will really..."
He paused deliberately and didn't finish his words.
Wen Qianning's breathing became rapid, and she was so angry that she was about to cry, with tears welling up in her eyes.
"Nod if you agree." Ji Hanlin said.
She didn't dare to refuse, so she blinked in grievance and nodded vigorously.
Only after confirming that she had compromised did Ji Hanlin slowly let go of her hand.
The moment she regained her breath, Wen Qianning coughed twice, her chest heaving violently. She had just been freed, her face flushing with shame. She glared at him fiercely, her voice still trembling, "How dare you threaten me..."
After she finished speaking, tears finally rolled down her eyes, like a little girl who had suffered a great injustice.
"Bastard! You stinking bastard!" Wen Qianning cursed while crying so hard that she was about to raise her sleeves to wipe away her tears.
Seeing this, the young man hesitated slightly and couldn't help wondering if he had gone too far.
It was indeed not a good idea to threaten the little princess with a kiss. Just as he was about to reach out to wipe away her tears, Wen Qianning slapped him away.
"You...you must remember this! I will not let you go!" After Wen Qianning finished cursing, she pushed open the door and ran out, still crying, leaving behind a hurried back.
Ji Hanlin stood where he was, staring at the direction where the figure disappeared, and let out a long breath.
The palm of his hand still retained the warmth from touching her just now. He raised his hand to look at it, and a complicated expression appeared between his brows.
What's going on? It was clearly she who provoked him first, but in the end, she cried so aggrievedly, as if he was bullying her unreasonably.
In the end, he became the villain who oppressed the little princess?
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, smiling lightly at himself.
When his eyes fell on the measuring tape scattered on the ground, Ji Hanlin was silent for a while, and finally bent down to pick it up.
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Ji Hanlin angered Wen Qianning, so she punished him to copy classics and history books these days. The amount was so large that it would be daunting for ordinary people.
But the young man didn't show any complaint; he didn't think it was a big deal. As an unfavored prince of Dayan, the Emperor of Dayan had never invested any energy in training him. As a result, Ji Hanlin often had no access to knowledge and very little time to study.
Although I am copying books now, I can remember the contents of the chapters by writing them over and over again.
Even the so-called "punishment" was a rare learning opportunity for him in Dayan. In Ji Hanlin's eyes, it was more like an indescribable... care than humiliation and revenge.
The unfinished task of measuring his clothes that day was completed shortly afterwards by a palace maid. The palace maid's meticulous measurements clearly showed that they were not acting on their own initiative.
The newly-cut clothes were quickly delivered one by one to the side hall where he lived. The materials were exquisite, the stitching was neat, and the styles were perfect fit. Such attentive and thoughtful arrangements, if not for Princess Zhaohua's instructions and orders, how could others go to so much trouble?
Ji Hanlin couldn't help but sneer at the treatment and expenses that were suitable for a prince, but he only had them after he moved into the little princess's side palace.
The next morning, he went to school as usual.
Unfortunately, he met the eldest prince Wen Yuanxun again. When he saw Ji Hanlin, a hint of sneer immediately appeared at the corner of Wen Yuanxun's mouth.
"Hey, isn't this the young Master Ji who's been so proud of himself lately?" He stepped forward to stop Ji Hanlin, looking down at the young man in front of him with a sharp tone, "Not bad, you are quite capable. You used your beauty to please others, and you even managed to get close to my proud and arrogant sister and live in her Yaoguang Palace... It seems that you, a hostage, are more scheming than I thought."
When the passers-by around heard this, they all lowered their heads and dared not look any longer.
The eldest prince's words were full of humiliation, and every word he said was intended to trample this proton into the dust.
Ji Hanlin's cold gaze fell directly on Wen Yuanxun. His eyes were extremely calm, without a trace of fear. He did not retort, but only uttered one sentence: "Grand Prince, please be careful with your words."
Hearing this, Wen Yuanxun sneered. He had always disliked this Dayan hostage and his arrogant sister.
Since... he can't do anything to Wen Qianning, he can at least bully Ji Hanlin, right?
"Do you really think Zhaohua can protect you forever?" Wen Yuanxun approached step by step, with undisguised provocation, "She's tired of playing with you. One day, she will abandon you like a worn-out shoe. When that happens, I want to see what else you can rely on."
Ji Hanlin's expression did not change, but this calmness instead gave people an indescribable feeling of oppression in their hearts.
Wen Yuanxun narrowed his eyes, the resentment in his heart growing more and more violent. What he hated most was when others looked at him with such a calm expression, as if no matter what he said or did, he could not truly shake the person in front of him.
"Prince, if you don't leave now, you'll be late." The palace servant next to him whispered to persuade him.
After hearing this, Wen Yuanxun had no choice but to give up, but a plan vaguely emerged in his mind... It would be a good idea to target this Dayan hostage and make Wen Qianning suffer a setback.
When Ji Hanlin arrived at the school and just sat down, he saw a piglet painted with ink on his desk.
Ji Hanlin: "..."
He immediately knew who had created such a lovely painting.
When Wen Qianning came slowly, Ji Hanlin's gaze fell on her.
The two of them were sitting very close to each other. As soon as Wen Qianning sat down, she noticed his gaze. She snorted with a guilty conscience but pretended to be calm, and turned her head away, looking as if she didn't want to pay any attention to him.
Ji Hanlin laughed in his heart, but pretended to be humiliated and whispered, "Is this... also a punishment from Her Royal Highness the Princess?"
"It's been so many days, I already know I was wrong, please forgive me, Your Highness."
"I'm glad you know." Wen Qianning said this while still proudly raising her chin and pouting, "But... the punishment won't end so soon. It's your fault for irritating this princess."
Ji Hanlin looked at her, his brows full of helplessness. He shook his head, his expression softer than he even realized.
Ever since he realized that behind the little princess's bad temper, there was actually a pure heart, he no longer took it to heart and let her go.
Those seemingly difficult pranks were more like a child's angry outburst. She had no ill intentions, she just wanted to attract his attention.
Somehow, Ji Hanlin suddenly had a strange idea... If she really wanted him to be her punching bag forever and humiliate him like this, he probably wouldn't refuse.
Realizing what he was thinking, Ji Hanlin fell silent. He swore that he was definitely not a masochist.
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