The princess is a flirt, and the prince loves her dearly

Ye Fan was angry, really angry.

He really wanted to scold them loudly, saying, "Don't mind your own business!"

Talking about embarrassing things in public, trampling on them and rubbing them...

But what can he do? He is just a subject. The king is above him, how dare he disobey?

In the end, Xiao Rongcheng chose one based on everyone's suggestions.

That was to promote Ye Qingwan to Princess Qingwan, and Liu Wenyuan to be the prince consort, with the empress personally preparing the dowry to show her respect.

After all, Liu Wenyuan, who became a royal consort, was no different from a married woman.

At the moment the decree was issued, Ye Fan did not want to accept it. He even wanted to use the excuse of being unconscious to escape from the matter and wait until the next day.

However, Xiao Beichen said casually: "The emperor's kindness, Prince Xuanyang must be grateful in his heart, don't let the emperor and the ministers down."

You have to accept this imperial edict even if you don’t want to!

Ever since Ye Fan received the imperial edict, he felt that the ridicule from others had become even louder.

In his opinion, nothing that was meant to be congratulations was a good thing!

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet ended after Xiao Rongcheng left.

Xiao Beichen held Jiang Wan's hand and walked slowly behind Ye Fan.

The two of them seemed to do it on purpose. If they walked a little faster, they would have overtaken Ye Fan, who was in a wheelchair.

However, the two chose not to do so.

It means walking behind you and saying irritating things.

"My husband, what kind of gift should we prepare for Princess Qingwan's wedding?"

"Anything."

"Marriage means many children and good fortune, so let's prepare a Guanyin for Princess Qingwan and her husband. Prince Xuanyang has few children, so I think he hopes for many children and good fortune."

"Wanwan has given it a lot of thought. As a husband, I am ashamed of myself."

"No way! It's my husband who should give in. It's great to have many children, more blessings and more luck."

Ye Fan listened to the two people talking and laughing, his hands were clenched until the knuckles turned white. During this trip, his hands had suffered a lot.

"Oh, by the way, my husband, when Princess Qingwan gives birth to a baby, should the surname be Ye or Liu?"

"According to ancestral rules, I take my father's surname."

"Ah? Then wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

With a "puff", Ye Fan couldn't hold back the blood in his throat and fainted.

Jiang Wan curled her lips when she saw this, "I thought I could continue to endure it, but I couldn't endure it anymore as soon as I left the palace gate."

"Ye Fan has passed out. Is it time for Wan Wan to fulfill her promise?"

Jiang Wan blinked, "What promise? I don't remember promising you anything."

He was held by the waist and pulled into his arms. He lowered his head and chuckled: "Wanwan really doesn't remember?"

The little hand pushed him away, her ears turned red, and she continued to resist, "I just don't remember."

"Then can I help Wanwan remember this?"

"No, no, I still have so many things to do."

He stroked her waist with his fingers, "I think we can put some things aside for a while, what do you think, Wanwan?"

"Hey, be normal, you're still outside."

"It's late, there's no one on the road, just you and me, right?"

Wen Gong beside the carriage: Well, I have never been a human being.

He picked her up and carried her into the carriage.

The carriage drove slowly towards the general's mansion, and the two people in the carriage were very affectionate.

The fair and tender body that was bound by clothes and trying to escape was no longer as delicate and petite as before.

Those white shoulders tinged with pink.

Those unpainted red lips were being sucked.

The pearly teeth opened slightly, and the flexible tongue was restrained, touched, and...

She moaned, and he, who had long been unable to hold back, whispered in her ear, "Can I do it, Wanwan?"

"This, this is in the carriage." She bit her lips lightly and her face blushed.

"Will you stay with me till late?"

After whispering and coaxing her, he finally got her nod.

Under the sturdy trees, the carriage swayed wildly in the wind, and the shadow of the carriage cast by the full moon began a new round of swaying.

Wen Gong, who was standing on the roof, was looking at the moon with his chin in his hand, as if he was wondering when his lover would appear.

After an unknown amount of time, the full moon reached the horizon and the carriage was back on the road home.

But this time it was very fast, not as slow as before.

In front of the palace, the carriage stopped, and a shadow flashed out from the body of the carriage in the blink of an eye, rushing straight to the main courtyard, starting a new round of passionate lovemaking.

In the bathtub, at the table, on the bed, the two kissed passionately and tenderly...

She was completely well now, and he didn't have to worry all the time. He just wanted her.

No longer controlling myself, I just wanted to do my best to integrate her into my body.

Jiang Wan, who was held in his arms, eventually fell asleep while crying.

A blankness flashed through his mind, and he slept soundly, not caring about anything else.

Anyway, he is here.

……

After all the tossing and turning, Jiang Wan woke up and it was already the afternoon of the next day.

She moved her weak body, and the hoarse sound that came out of her mouth made her blush. She pulled the quilt over her head, too embarrassed to see anyone.

My voice has become hoarse from shouting, and I can no longer do what he wants.

The door was pushed open, and Shuying stood at the door and called softly: "Princess, are you awake?"

Patting her blushing face, she got out of the quilt and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ye Qingwan is dead."

"Ye Qingwan is dead?" Jiang Wan was surprised.

Shuying picked up a wet towel beside her and handed it to her, saying: "Ye Fan announced to the public that Ye Qingwan died of a sudden illness. According to our people's investigation, Ye Qingwan was poisoned to death."

Jiang Wan frowned, "Poison?"

"Yes, when Ye Qingwan was put into the coffin, our people saw that her lips were black, and so were her eyes."

"So Ye Fan killed his own daughter himself?"