After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 334 Trouble

Jun Yan and Song Yao bid farewell after sitting in the harem for a while.

If it were any other time, Empress Chu would definitely pick on the faults of these two people, and now there are many affairs in the previous court.

She simply waved her hand and said, "There are many things in the military department, and you have to keep your body in mind. If the princess is fine, you can go to the palace more often."

Song Yao agreed with a smile.

Before leaving, he glanced at Concubine Su Gui, and bid farewell under the loving gaze of the other party.

Once in and out of the harem, an hour was wasted, even if Jun Yan carried her to the carriage as soon as she left the palace gate, Song Yao was still sweating all over.

You Qi raised his leg from Jun Yan's body to the horse stool, white sweat broke out from the tip of his nose.

Jun Yan sat next to her, and as soon as he closed the car curtain, he suddenly reached out, pinched her waist, and hugged her on his lap. Such an intimate movement made Song Yao subconsciously terrified.

Before she could ask a question, a magnified handsome face appeared in front of her eyes, with her cool thin lips pressed against hers.

Song Yao sighed, and met the man's fiery gaze, her widened almond eyes showed a bit of disbelief, although she was in the carriage with no one else, but the carriage was going on the official road.

It's sunny, let alone outside, even in the mansion, she can't stand his rampage.

I thought the other party wanted to...

Song Yao couldn't help shaking.

"Cold?" Jun Yan bit her delicate mouth.

Song Yao pushed the person back, put his chin on Jun Yan's shoulder, and muttered, "I'm afraid."

"Ok?"

"Don't be a human being."

"..."

Who is no longer a human being.

Jun Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, guessing that Song Yao had misunderstood him.

He just wanted to get close to her, he didn't think about insisting on...

Just looking at the cute little girl leaning on his arms, being hinted by her like this, it is inevitable that he will be distracted. After trying his best to suppress the impulse, he patted her on the back, "Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep."

Seeing that he didn't have that hint, Song Yao clung to his shoulder, yawned, and muttered softly, "Remember to call me when you get to the Prince's Mansion."

The carriage was driving on a flat pipeline without any bumps. In the quiet environment, Song Yao's head was bit by bit, and he fell asleep quietly like this.

His head was resting on his chest, and one hand was tightly clutching his little finger.

Thousands of lights are on, and the years are quiet and beautiful. For some reason, Jun Yan always has a feeling of being lost and regained, as if he has been looking forward to the scene in front of him for several lifetimes.

He lowered his head slowly, and gently kissed Song Yao's lips, and swept away Song Yao's collar with his slender fingertips.

A circle of red teeth marks was faintly reflected on the back of the little girl's neck.

"It was marked by me, and it will be mine in the future."

His voice was deep, and his dark eyes seemed to be billowing with black clouds, with a bit of paranoia and arrogance.

The sound of the coachman moving the horse stool came from outside the curtain, and Jun Yan saw the little girl lying in his arms, her cheeks were very red, her lips were slightly parted, like rain hitting a peony, soaked in some good color, very attractive.

After all, without waking her up, she took the outer robe to cover her slender curves, hugged her, and got out of the carriage.

Eunuch Ma and Banxia saw that the crown prince covered them tightly, like eyeballs, they smiled tacitly at each other, and hurriedly followed.

Jun Yan took Song Yao all the way to the inner room, the servants in the mansion were very discerning, they didn't follow, they just saluted politely, and when Jun Yan put Song Yao on the couch, Eunuch Ma greeted all the servants in the room. People go out and close the door.

Song Yao fell asleep for an hour.

Jun Yan didn't do anything, just stared at her for an hour, after a while, he remembered something, got up and went to the desk, and came back with a box of ointment.

The sunlight outside was just right, but the light inside the house was turned off, and after the curtains were lowered, it looked a bit dark.

He raised his hand and slowly applied the medicine for her, with very light movements.

There were many marks on Song Yao's body, especially on the waist. Jun Yan thought he was gentle enough last night, until he scanned the bruised and purple fingerprints on both sides of the little girl's waist, which seemed to be a straightforward accusation of his rudeness.

A guilty conscience flashed in Jun Yan's eyes, and he melted the ointment for her.

I don't know how long it took to toss, until there was a refreshing feeling from below, Song Yao just rubbed her eyes, raised her eyes and met Jun Yan who was holding a porcelain bottle in her hand to apply medicine for her.

After seeing the opponent's movements clearly, the scene in front of her instantly made her forget to breathe, her lower abdomen tightened subconsciously, seeing him pull his hand away and apply the medicine again, her brain exploded.

"I……"

"Don't move, it's almost ready." Jun Yan pushed the person back to the original place, "One last time."

Song Yao: "..."

Jun Yan said that applying medicine is real medicine, and he doesn't even know how to use a medicine handle. He doesn't necessarily do small things on weekdays by himself, but today...

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he simply pulled over the quilt, covered his eyes, and tried to cover his ears.

Unbeknownst to her, her senses were magnified dozens of times in the darkness. She could feel the man's fingertips. Her breathing was unsteady, and the quilt was stuffy and hot. She said softly, "Don't open your eyes."

Jun Yan's fingertips paused, agitated by her shameful crying, "Yeah."

He filled the medicine in a good-tempered manner, wiped it slowly amidst the little girl's uncontrollable moaning, and waved his hand, "Don't look at it."

Then he added, "Actually last night, I could see clearly what happened on your body."

Hearing this, Song Yao threw off the quilt and looked at him angrily, "Didn't you promise me not to look at it yesterday?"

"You also saw Gu." Jun Yan said.

"Then how can it be the same," Song Yao complained, "Yesterday... I, I didn't see clearly!"

OK, got it.

The little girl is out of balance.

Jun Yan raised his hand, and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, "Next time, you can directly say that you are lonely."

"ah--!"

He moved too fast, Song Yao covered his eyes, and there was a gap between his index finger and middle finger. He looked at it quietly, and accused him openly, "It's a blue sky, it's not decent!"

"Then do you like it?" Jun Yan leaned over, with his forearm resting beside Song Yao's ear.

He is very close to her.

As soon as he lowered his head, Song Yao could see the gentle smile in his eyes, as if it could drown people in it.

Look at Song Yao's little heart, jumping bang bang.

The ghost nodded, and then heard Jun Yan laughing softly.

Song Yao's face was a little red, and she subconsciously felt that her husband...well, he was quite attractive.

He looks very thin, but his arms and waistline are actually very strong, not the kind of big muscles of men in the military camp, but the kind of soft and strong lines.

Especially the wide and thin arms that went up and down in front of her eyes yesterday gave her a special sense of security, and Song Yao's face was filled with steam.

I can't stand his gaze, it's so gentle...

She seemed to be taken to the clouds by her, rolling in the soft sea of ​​clouds.

Immediately, she stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him, and said in a low voice, "Before... next time, wear a white robe."

Jun Yan raised his eyebrows, "Like wearing a white robe alone?"

Song Yao nodded honestly, her eyes sparkling.

Jun Yan kissed her.

What she didn't say was that every time Jun Yan wore a white robe, she felt that he was like a god in the sky, and she wanted to bring down the god in the sky.

Let this smear of moonlight only take her to be kind.

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On the other side, the Song Mansion.

After Song Ruan ran back in a panic, he soaked himself in the bathtub.

She didn't know where her pearl hairpin fell, and she was still wearing the little pink shirt of a palace maid in the Prince's Mansion.

The absurdity of the whole night made her fearful and frightened, and her whole body was wrapped in great panic.

The man's rapid panting seemed to surround her ears for a long time.

Song Ruan's tears fell down patter.

She didn't know that she was uncomfortable with her muddled loss of virginity.

She still felt uncomfortable when she heard the servants in the mansion say that His Royal Highness would strangle to death the woman he had slept with.

Or maybe Jun Changge stood outside the gate of the Tang Mansion all night.

Secret love is like a splendid and grand personal carnival. She thought that if she bought his calligraphy and paintings, heard his poems, and seen his arrogance in drinking and talking, this is the love that is within reach.

She thought she could calmly bless him from afar.

But until this moment, she suddenly understood that her shameful and shameless desire for the love she had hidden for many years——

Can His Highness stop liking Miss Tang?

But no.

When Song Yao woke up the next day, she heard the news that Mrs. Xi had come to visit her.

Mrs. Xi is the daughter of Grandma Junyan.

Jun Yan's nanny was the elder who took care of him since he was a child and was closest to him.

It's just that when Jun Yan was 12 years old, he was assassinated, and it was Mrs. Wang who blocked the sword for him.

Before these things entered the mansion, her mother told her that Mrs. Xi had married someone, and she was four years older than Jun Yan, but her life was not very good. His Highness and Jun Yan didn't get along, so she didn't have a peaceful life. Three years after marriage, General Xi led troops to fight and died in the battle.

Jun Yan brought him back to the mansion this time.

I originally wanted to find someone to marry, but for some reason, the power in the mansion was in the hands of Mrs. Xi.

No, Song Yao invited people in as soon as he was free.

"Ms. Shi Haoyao, see the Crown Princess."

Mrs. Xi had a very gentle face, with almond eyes and upturned nose, and at first glance, she gave people the feeling of a close sister.

But for some reason, Song Yao always felt that there was something strange, but couldn't explain it for a while, and always felt that she had forgotten something.

Shaking his head immediately, he smiled and asked people to stand up, "I was supposed to see you yesterday, but I'm not feeling well, so it's been delayed until now."

She asked people to get up, sat on a chair, and thought about how to ask for the housekeeper's right.

"Prince concubine is too polite." Shi Zhenyao got up, swept Song Yao's tightly covered neck, and said with a smile, "Your highness used to mess around when he was young, and he went to school in winter, and occasionally talked to the fourth highness, his daughter-in-law at night. If it's too late, I'll be in bed the next day, and Ren Chennu's mother won't get up no matter how much she wakes her up."

She poured a cup of tea for Song Yao, "Now that Your Highness has married the Crown Princess, the servants in the mansion are very happy, but the minister has something troublesome to ask the Crown Princess."

(End of this chapter)