The princess doesn't talk much

Chapter 99
Lu Banxian gazed between the two of them for a moment, then snatched the warm white jade from Ye Wuming's hand, put it in Ye Wuming's hand involuntarily, and said with a smile: "Here you are, just take it and start warming it up." , but it's a good thing!"

Seeing that there were so many people watching, she thought that if she continued to refuse, she would attract more attention, so she quickly put the white jade in her arms, pulled Ye Wuming and walked out.

She finally understood that Ye Wuming, even if he had amnesia, still had that princely self-importance, he could do whatever he wanted, and he didn't care about other people's opinions at all, let alone the situation in front of him.

He seems to be calm at any time, and he seems to be able to handle any problem with ease.

He was able to stay calm, but she couldn't. Just being watched by so many people in unison, she felt like falling into a group of zombies, which made her hair stand on end.

Lu Banxian and Zhu Xiaopang naturally wanted to follow after pulling Ye Wuming away without saying a word. Shangguan Ning bit her lip and stomped her feet, and finally chased after him unwillingly.

After the group returned to the inn, they hurriedly pulled Ye Wuming into the room, closed the door with a bang, and said in a sullen tone, "Do you know what you are doing? You will destroy our plan like this of."

Compared with jumping feet without saying anything, Ye Wuming's attitude was very flat, even a little joyful.

joy?

What is he happy about?

Looking at Ye Wuming in doubt
Ye Wuming breathed a sigh of relief: "So the reason why you didn't accept Nuanyu was because you were worried about ruining the plan, not because you didn't like me?"

"Uh..." Yan Buzhi was stunned, and felt that this question... no matter how he answered it, it seemed that it was not right.

If she said she didn't like him, how could they be husband and wife?But if you say you like him...

Without saying a word, he pursed his lips, and said vaguely: "Oh, anyway, you have to be more careful, Han Hetai is very cunning, we are a group of people, and there is no pomp, so if you want to pretend to be the King of Qin, he won't So easy to believe."

Ye Wuming smiled slightly and said, "Okay, listen to you."

In other words, he was dazzled by this faint smile that could not be seen unless he looked carefully, and couldn't help turning his face away and said: "No...it's getting late, sleep...sleep."

At this moment, there is nothing to say, there is no sullenness, only the complexity of the heart.

……

This is a room with two beds. After the two changed and washed, they slept separately.

Maybe it was because of playing for too long today, she was very tired, and soon fell into a deep sleep, so that Ye Wuming got up and got dressed, but she didn't notice.

Ye Wuming walked to the edge of Yanbuzhi's bed, his eyes became a little complicated, not like the usual indifference, nor the deepness when he was deep in thought, and even less the gentleness when the two were alone.

He raised his hand slowly, as if he was about to strike down.

With his martial arts, if he slammed her heart where he couldn't speak, he could completely shatter her heart and kill her with one blow, without even a chance to scream.

And the one who was lying on the bed said nothing, and fell into a deep sleep without any image, and she didn't know that the skirt of her clothes had been unscrewed by herself.

Ye Wuming's gaze slowly moved down from her face to her lapel, and saw that inside the open lapel was a girl's white skin as thin as suet jade, but it was more eye-catching than this snow skin Yes, it's the Moyu finger wrench that belongs to him.

(End of this chapter)