Who put the yellow robe on me?

Yelu Mengmeng smiled coldly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes: "Okay, you really know how to enjoy yourself. Then tell me, what do you want to eat? I'll tell the servants to make it."

Jiang Chen's gaze slowly shifted from her face to her chest, lingering there unashamedly. A teasing smile played at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was slightly frivolous: "I want to eat you."

This sentence was like a spark, instantly igniting the anger in Yelu Mengmeng's heart.

Her face darkened, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly moved the dagger in her hand towards Jiang Chen: "Humph! You daring little thief, you are so arrogant even when death is imminent! Prepare to die!"

Seeing the dagger about to stab, Jiang Chen quickly shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Yelu Mengmeng's hand paused in mid-air, his eyes filled with confusion and disdain. "What? The Sixteenth Prince of Daliang is about to kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Jiang Chen smiled, trying to sound relaxed. "I'm not begging for mercy. I just want to defend myself. I'm not being overbearing, I'm just admiring you. As the saying goes, if you die under a rose, you'll be a romantic ghost."

"What a romantic ghost!" Yelu Mengmeng's anger subsided slightly when he heard his words, but it was still full of sarcasm. "Okay, then I'll grant your wish and let you be a romantic ghost."

Jiang Chen slowly closed his eyes, knowing he couldn't escape this calamity. His mind raced through every detail of his time traveling: the power struggles with the imperial court, his days fighting alongside the Thirteenth Princess, his flirtation with He Xiaowei, his days fighting alongside Zhong Xiaodan, and the brief reunions with family and friends. It was like a fast-paced movie.

He suddenly felt a sense of calm, and sighed in his heart: This life has not been in vain.

At this moment, he heard Yelu Mengmeng snort coldly, then he raised his hand and stabbed the dagger directly down.

Jiang Chen subconsciously closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

However, the pain did not come as expected.

Jiang Chen only felt the dagger whistling past his ear, and the chill coming from his ear made his heart tremble suddenly. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the dagger stabbed into his pillow, while Yelu Mengmeng was looking at him playfully with a sly smile on her face.

"Oh, does the Sixteenth Prince also get scared sometimes?" Her voice was a little mischievous. "Let me feel it and see if the heart of the Sixteenth Prince of Daliang is still beating."

After saying that, Yelu Mengmeng began to touch the heart of the Sixteenth Prince.

Jiang Chen was confused by this sudden turn of events. He grabbed Yelu Mengmeng's hand, his heart filled with doubt and vigilance. "Ms. Mengmeng, why don't you do it?"

Yelu Mengmeng retracted the dagger and put it back at her waist. A mischievous smile flashed in her eyes, and she said softly, "Not doing it? Of course it's because I can't bear to do it."

When Jiang Chen heard her words, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He instinctively realized that this woman had a changeable personality and was moody, and it was difficult to guess her true intentions.

He was secretly alert in his heart and deliberately provoked: "Then you won't avenge your fiancé?"

Yelu Mengmeng's face darkened, and then a hint of disgust appeared. "That coward, he's neither good at literature nor martial arts. It's fine if he can't beat me, but he can't even solve the few puzzles in that ancient book. It would be better if he died. But then again, I lost my fiancé because of you. You have to give me some compensation, right?"

Jiang Chen felt even more confused when she said this. Did she really hate him, or was she teasing him on purpose? He tried his best to remain calm and asked softly, "Ms. Mengmeng, what do you want?"

Yelu Mengmeng smiled, a sly look flashing in her eyes. "Of course it's you! How about you be my son-in-law?"

Jiang Chen's pupils shrank, and he immediately became alert. He knew that Yelu Mengmeng was not joking when she mentioned this matter again and again.

Jiang Chen knew he couldn't agree easily, but he couldn't refuse directly, either. He was afraid of angering her. So, he sighed helplessly, "I think this matter needs to be considered carefully."

Yelu Mengmeng's smile grew even brighter, but a dangerous glint flickered in her eyes. "Wait a while? I don't have that patience. I want you to agree now."

As she spoke, she walked forward, grabbed Jiang Chen's collar with both hands, pulled hard, and began to undress him.

Jiang Chen was horrified and quickly used his hands to block it: "Wait a minute, Third Princess, I still have a fever! My body is still burning hot!"

Yelu Mengmeng paused for a moment, a wicked smile on her lips: "That's perfect, I'd like to try a warmer feeling."

Jiang Chen felt that an unprecedented romantic encounter was approaching, and he knew that he could not stop Yelu Mengmeng no matter what.

Various possible responses flashed through his mind quickly, but none of them seemed to work.

Ugh! Or maybe you’re just not willing to deal with it…

In the end, he could only sigh and accept his fate helplessly.

Life is like this. If you can't resist it, just lie down and enjoy it slowly...

Jiang Chen instinctively moved his hands all over it. Hmm, it felt really good...

As time passed, Jiang Chen's consciousness gradually became blurred. He felt the pain and fatigue in his body gradually dissipate, replaced by an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

Perhaps for him, exercising and sweating at this time would be beneficial to his condition...

Outside the tent, the night was thick and the wind was getting stronger. The branches were blown against the trunk again and again...

……

The song ends...

The only sounds left in the tent were the faint breathing of two people...

Yelu Mengmeng had a smug smile on her face, as if she was enjoying the feeling of control at this moment. Jiang Chen looked at her face, feeling mixed emotions.

"Okay, you are mine now." Yelu Mengmeng said softly, with a hint of satisfaction and pride in her tone.

With Yelu Mengmeng's chuckle, the atmosphere in the tent became more ambiguous.

"From today on, you are my, Yelu Mengmeng's, son-in-law! If anyone bullies you, just tell me my name! Your name is 'The Third Prince Consort of Northern Qiang'!" Yelu Mengmeng stood up and put on his armor!

"The Third Prince Consort of Northern Qiang?" Jiang Chen was speechless. "What kind of name is that? It's so ugly!"

"Is it unpleasant?" Yelu Mengmeng adjusted her makeup, not wanting others to notice...

Then he said, "I thought you would like it! Just like I thought you wanted to know about your son from the Zhong family..."

"Cough cough cough!" Jiang Chen almost choked on his own saliva!

threaten! The threat of Chi Guoguo!

"Actually, I think this name is pretty good! The Third Prince Consort of Northern Qiang... Mighty! Domineering! So cool!"

Jiang Chen flattered himself so much that he felt a little embarrassed...

"Hehehe!"

Yelu Mengmeng rolled her eyes at him unhappily...