The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

When the cold fingertips touched his waist, Jiang Li couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha...haha...ha...hic~"

He hiccups and choked with laughter.

Ling Qingxuan got out of bed with a sullen face and handed him the tea.

Xu Shi's subtle ambiguous atmosphere was destroyed, and Jiang Li shrunk to the most corner while clutching his teacup.

Shame, so shameful!

What else to sleep, he has to leave quickly.

"Go to sleep."

Aya Qingxuan put the teacup on the table and blew out the candle.

The room suddenly became dark, and the bright moonlight poured down. She stood in front of her like a **** bathed in holy light.

Jiang Li wanted to leave, but she was pressed on the bed.

With her head resting on his stomach, he realized that her sleep was different from what he understood.

It's really pure sleep.

However, Jiang Li did not suffer from insomnia like the previous few times. This time, he fell asleep with her shallow breathing.

In the dream, he always wanted to counterattack, but was crushed under him.

After waking up, he covered the quilt and dared not move.

"woke up?"

Ling Qingxuan wanted to pull off the quilt, but found that he was holding on tightly.

"……cold."

He didn't dare to look at her, and he would never tell her what happened to him.

But Aya Qingxuan, who has the ability to read minds, already knows.

She looked at him seriously, "How old are you this year?"

"Twenty." He deliberately reported that he was one year older, so that he was different from Jiang Fu Shi.

It turned out to be nineteen, the age of Ling Qingxuan's body is twenty-two.

[Female junior, holding golden bricks, perfect. 】zz laughed.

Ask age what to do? Jiang Li didn't know why, and when she reached out her hand, her whole face quickly turned red.

He quickly held it down.

"Wife..." He almost called out his wife's master, so what was he pretending to be?

"Your Highness, Your Highness." He almost couldn't speak.

"It's not good for your body to hold back."

Jiang Li covered his face, how did you say such things in a serious manner!

But he still lay obediently in her arms, his face flushed red, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

It is daytime, and there are many servants walking around outside.

After his mind was completely empty, he buried his head and dared not look at her.

"Your Highness, before me, did you help others like this?"

Why does the little guy in every plane have to ask this question again.

Ling Qingxuan didn't want to answer, but he kept rubbing against her, and he didn't get up if he didn't get a reply.

"no."

At least this plane doesn't exist.

There was a happy laugh in the man's throat, obviously very happy.

"Then can His Highness promise me that I will only do this to me in the future?"

Ling Qingxuan's mind was clear, "There are three chapters in the contract, is this the fourth article?"

Jiang Li sucked a mark on her fair neck dissatisfied, "This is an ambiguous behavior, it belongs to the first rule."

"Oh." Just be happy.

It's nice that the little guy can be good by coaxing.

Jiang Li looked at her soft lips, and threw up her eyes with bright eyes, and only after holding it accurately did she taste it.

He never knew that with the person he likes, everything is sweet.

Even this sticky behavior, he enjoyed it very much, just thinking about not being able to be around her often during the day, he began to fall into disappointment.

I really want to pull the face towel off, so that he can be more convenient.

Ling Qingxuan wrapped his arms around his waist and let him deepen the kiss.

The bed was made, and Jiang Li went back.

When Ling Qingxuan came back, he saw him pruning flowers in the garden with his eyes down.

"Your Highness." It was Ajia who saw her and quickly saluted.

Jiang Li regained his senses, bent over to salute, and returned to his usual image of everyone.

The little guy is good at acting.

The two of them were still in the cold war, so Ling Qingxuan said hello and left.

On the contrary, Ajia pulled Jiang Li's sleeve with a terrified expression, "Young Master, Young Master, did you see it!"

"Speak well, don't pull my sleeves." Jiang Li's nature was exposed, and he pulled back his sleeves with a fierce tone.

A Jia was about to cry, "Young Master! Your Highness has such an obvious mark on her neck, haven't you seen it?"

"I see." Jiang Li held back a smile.

Hmm...that looks like he did it on purpose.

"You didn't eat or drink yesterday, son, and today's breakfast is useless, but your highness is close to other men, son, we won't be wronged by this, let's go to your highness and ask for an explanation!"

At any rate, Jiang Li is the only male master in Lingwang's mansion at present, and the husband is also the male master, A Jia thinks so.

How could His Highness abandon his husband and wait for a man outside.

"Noisy." Jiang Li nodded his forehead and continued to trim the flowers.

Seeing that the young master is not angry at all, is he meddling with his own business?

Ajia said angrily, "Son, don't cut it, you will cut the flowers in this garden bald."

Why did he feel that the young man had pink bubbles all over his body?

The son must be crazy, right?

Ajia is very sad.

...

Shangguan Ru'an was silent for a while, and then started to do things again. She posted a message and invited the married noble men and unmarried sons of the capital to enjoy the flowers at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Of course, Jiang Li was also among them.

His first reaction when he received this post was to tear it up, but on second thought, it seemed that he was too petty.

Go, as King Ling's husband, he has to go.

On the other side, zz heard the news and asked: [Host, the villain is going to Shangguan Ruan's house, don't you worry that the villain will be bullied? 】

It's almost as if he bullies others.

Ling Qingxuan didn't care about the intrigue between the men. She took the token and went out of the city to collect evidence against Huangfuwei.

The impact of sending gifts to officials last time was not small. They communicated privately and knew who was the target.

These days, I honestly go to work, but I don’t dare to make any mistakes in my daily life.

On the contrary, the number of people who were following Huangfuwei by her side increased, and just after she left the city, several men in black followed behind her.

Except for Jiang Li, she was not so merciful when dealing with other people in black.

[Host, let's take it easy. 】

zz is very worried about the massacre of his host.

Don't worry, this seat is just preparing a gift for Huangfuwei.

[...] It panics when it hears the word "gift" now.

At the same time, Jiang Li didn't wear very gorgeous clothes, and got on the palace carriage in fresh and elegant clothes.

He was the only one in the carriage, and it looked very empty, but when he saw the edge of the window, he remembered the last time Ling Qingxuan helped him block it.

The scar on her palm was left on the second night of their marriage.

It's obviously been so long, and it's still not good.

It seems to be reminding him of something.

Every time he sees it, he regrets what he did at the time.

He knew that it was a fatal blow, but he didn't expect to miss it. Well, now his heart has also missed.

In the daily sorrow, the carriage stopped, Ajia lifted the curtain and helped Jiang Li down.

Although the residence of the Prime Minister's Mansion is not as imposing as Prince Ling's Mansion, it has its own majesty.

Ajia handed over the invitation, and the gatekeeper pouted to the side.

"Prince Ling's husband, please enter through the side door."