C411 Bloody nose

It was already late in the spring, and the sun had already risen. The Prince Chu and the Princess Chu still had not woken up, so the entire courtyard was still quiet.

Jia Tong's face was full of joy, he giggled from time to time, and Ning Jiu glanced at him, "You ate the wrong medicine so early in the morning?"

"You're the one who took the wrong medicine," Jia Tong laughed as he scolded, "I'm just happy for the Duke. Moreover, since the Princess has returned, Lv He's face should be clear again. I can also live a comfortable life for two days."

Honestly speaking, Lv He took the chance to fight with Huangfu Zhuer. The Marquis always turned a blind eye, and sometimes he would scold Lv He when she was annoyed, so wouldn't Lv He just go and find someone to vent her anger on?

Jia Tong laughed slyly twice, moved closer to him and lowered his voice, "Xiao Jiu'er, do you think they made a full house last night?"

Ning Jiu's eyes slanted, "Is the master's business something that you should be involved in?"

"I was just asking," Jia Tong laughed, "They are about to succeed, the matter of my marriage should be on the agenda, Lv He always doesn't have any title to push me around."

Just as she was speaking, she saw Lv He peeking her head out from the door, looking towards the outside, Jia Tong waved at her from afar and smiled teasingly, Lv He was obviously in a good mood, and replied her with a bright smile.

"Did you see that, my wife's face is clear," Jia Tong laughed proudly, "Find a day to take care of her, a woman needs to be tidied up, once tidied up, she will listen to me." He winked at Ning Jiu, "How are you and Qi Hong doing? Have you kissed? "

Ning Jiu did not say anything, his hand slowly pressing on the sword sheath on his waist.

Jia Tong immediately stopped when he saw the situation, and laughed along: "I won't ask, I won't ask anymore."

Morong Gan's arm felt numb, but he did not dare move, afraid that he would wake up the woman in his embrace. He looked down, his heart filled with joy, and a bit of uncertainty.

She curled up in his arms like a lazy kitten, longer in stature and with her eyebrows spread, but still like a child in his eyes, her hair disheveled over her face, showing a little bit of her white chin, one hand on his waist, the other at her side, her legs wide open beneath her. But he just loved her like that. No matter what, he just didn't love her enough.

He didn't sleep all night, he wasn't sleepy at all, his heart was like a spirited beast, inexplicably excited, he couldn't help but lower his head to kiss the top of her head, the woman moaned, rolled over, turned her back to him, finally freeing his numb arm, he raised it and shook it gently, probably making a noise, she looked back at him, her eyes half open, at a loss that she didn't know where she was.

He suddenly became afraid and smiled. His voice was soft and low, "Qianyan, it's me."

Bai Qianfan looked at him blankly, closed her eyes, and looked like she was about to fall asleep again. Morong Gan's heart was in his throat, he did not know what she meant. Since the day they met last night, everything had been a mess, she did not have time to think about anything, as if she had just had a bizarre dream. What kind of attitude did she have towards him? He didn't have any confidence at all. Who said that if a woman gave herself to a man, she would be dead set on him? As far as he was concerned, these words should be the opposite. The one who was worried about gains and losses was him, and the one who looked at others like a little daughter-in-law was him as well.

After a while, Bai Qianfan closed her eyes and asked: "What time is it?"

Morong Gan looked out of the window: "It's about time."

She let out an "oh" and lazily opened her eyes, "It's already so late." Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something and jumped up from her bed, yelling anxiously, "Crap, cough! I didn't go home for the night, they should be worried."

Morong Gan was so shocked by her sudden action that he stood up and looked at her with his mouth agape.

Bai Qianfan saw that he was not moving, and anxiously stomped her feet, "Get up, I need to go back quickly … Hey, Your Highness, why are you bleeding from your nose? Raise your head. "

Morong Gan's extended arm loosened and his entire body fell. From this angle...

"Ah, why is the flow even worse now?" She crouched down and stuck his nose in a cloth towel.

Morong Gan swallowed his saliva with great difficulty and wrapped her up with a blanket. Even though it was dark inside the tent, he could still see her exquisite and fresh body clearly. He had actually already done the most intimate of things, so thinking about it wasn't a big deal. However, the visual impact was much stronger than he had imagined, and he felt that he should not only have a nosebleed, but seven bloody orifices. He should have been able to defeat thousands of soldiers and horses, but also this little girl.

After wrapping her up, he got off the bed, looking like he did not need a servant girl to attend to him, he silently put on his clothes, poured a cup of water from the cold pot on the table, and drank it all up. After he calmed down, he went back into the tent, and warmly called out to her, "Qianyan, do you want to get up?"

Bai Qianfan's entire body was stuffed under the blanket. She was shy, and only after realising it, did she realize that her body was completely naked.

Morong Gan forcefully lifted the blanket and revealed her head. But the little girl buried his face in the pillow and refused to look at him. He couldn't help but smile. "Idiot, what's there to be shy about? We're husband and wife."

Bai Qianfan did not move or speak.

"If you want to talk about making a fool of yourself, look at my bloody nose. It's so thick that I almost lost my life." He sighed and shook his head, "Qianyan, there will be a day when I die in your hands."

Hearing that, Bai Qianfan turned around, and frowned, "Early in the morning, what do you mean by not dying, unlucky, quickly spit out a mouthful of saliva, and say it again."

Morong Gan was now his wife's slave, he would do whatever she said, and would do whatever she said, then take a piss: "Don't say that, let's live well, and live to be a hundred years old."

"Then he's not a demon?"

He lifted her up and sat her down on the edge of the bed, swaying as if she were a child.

Bai Qianfan looked at the narrow smile on his face with a face full of suspicion, "I keep having this feeling that you have evil intentions."

Morong Gan laughed out loud, then fiercely kissed her snow-white shoulder. "I will never have any good intentions towards you."

Bai Qianfan lowered her head to look at the green-red and purplish green marks on her body, and complained. "Look at you, your moves don't even know how heavy it is."

Morong Gan had originally been just teasing her. Looking at the traces of love on her body, he suddenly had a sudden impulse and placed his hand on her. "I'll massage for you."

He rubbed her down neither lightly or heavily. Bai Qianfan was still fine, so he started a fire himself and quickly put her down. "Cough cough, let's call them in to serve you." He had already suffered a nosebleed. If she were to see his ugly appearance, wouldn't it be difficult for her to recover from it in the future?

He turned around and was about to leave when Bai Qianfan called out to him, "Prince, I will return to Dark Water Town later. The two big sisters must be worried sick."

Morong Gan said, "There is no need to specially go there, just send someone to inform them."

"If that's the case, then they will definitely be terrified since you haven't seen me."

Morong Gan thought for a while, "Alright, I'll accompany you in a while."

"Your highness is busy with official business, there's no need to accompany me. I can go back by myself."

Prince Chu frowned, "We have just met and you want to dump me? Don't even think about being that beautiful, I'll follow you wherever you go from now on." He walked out the door a little angrily.

Bai Qianfan was surprised, who would he show such a vengeful woman's appearance to? Wasn't he the one who sent her away?