Marry the villain and the whole court kneels down and calls her the queen

Jiang Jiu glanced at the maids standing at the door, as well as Lu Yunyang's most trusted personal guard Lu Ming, and his old face turned red.

"You are weak, so I won't sleep with you. There is a soft couch next to you."

Jiang Jiu walked to the side as he spoke. Suddenly, Lu Yunyang rubbed his temples.

"I am cold……"

You're cold ass...

The quilt is right at your feet, so you don’t have to pull it over you when you’re cold.

Lu Yunyang added, "It seems like I just went out and got caught in the wind..."

Jiang Jiu was speechless. You went out in a sedan chair, and a gust of wind caught a cold. Is it made of paper?

But she was still soft-hearted. She came to Lu Yunyang's bed and stroked his forehead with her soft and cold little hands.

Suddenly, Lu Yunyang grabbed her wrist and glanced at the roof with his charming peach blossom eyes: "Lie up..."

What's going on? Is someone watching them?

Jiang Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he was just about to follow Lu Yunyang's gaze and look at the ceiling.

But Lu Yunyang stopped him: "Don't look, it will be exposed if you look."

Lu Yunyang pulled Jiang Jiu into the bed and pulled the bed curtain. He put his big hands around her slender waist and flipped her over, pressing her whole body under him.

"Princess Qiyang also needs to be monitored?"

Jiang Jiu helplessly lay on the same bed with Lu Yunyang.

Lu Yunyang climbed on Jiang Jiu like this, and when he loosened his arms, he pressed Jiang Jiu so hard that he couldn't breathe: "Get up, you'll sink to death..."

Jiang Jiu tried to push Lu Yunyang's arm, so he put his arm on top of her head. Jiang Jiu tried to kick his leg, so he dodged. The bed shook under the weight of the kick.

"We've never slept like this since we were married. Don't take advantage of me. Otherwise, even if the king comes, I will beat him up."

Jiang Jiu continued to attack, and Lu Yunyang leisurely countered his moves, but after each counterattack, his big hands would accurately land on Jiang Jiu's sensitive parts.

Jiang Jiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Lu Yunyang, you're asking for a fight..."

Lu Yunyang raised the corner of his lips, revealing a triumphant smile: "I can't hit it, I can't hit it..."

The big bed was shaking at first because of their tossing and turning, and soon it started to squeak.

Jiang Jiu was so tired that he was out of breath, but he still couldn't escape Lu Yunyang's clutches. In the end, Lu Yunyang held his hands and pressed his feet, and he couldn't move at all.

"No fight, I admit defeat."

Lu Yunyang chuckled, let Jiang Jiu go, rolled off her, lay on his side beside her, propped up his arm and looked at her with a smile.

"Your Kung Fu is not good. It's just some fancy moves. It's fine for training your body, but if you really fight with someone, you will suffer."

Jiang Jiu also wanted to have good martial arts skills, but she couldn't bear the hardship. It was already very hardworking for her to be able to develop her current skills.

"I work hard to earn money and I can't afford to ask an expert to protect me."

Lu Yunyang clicked his tongue twice: "Not good, it's better to take control of your own life than to put it in someone else's hands."

Jiang Jiu didn't know why, but she remembered the master who saved her that time, the masked hero.

"Then I'd like to find a husband with great martial arts skills and have him protect me for the rest of my life."

Lu Yunyang's hand suddenly pinched Jiang Jiu's chin: "Who else are you going to find as your husband? Where did you put me? I am not your husband anymore..."

Jiang Jiu pulled his claws away with force, pouted, hooked the quilt with his toes, and wrapped himself like a silkworm cocoon.

"You are a prince now, not Lu Yunyang. If you want to marry, you must get permission from the emperor, and you must marry the daughter of a third-rank official or above."

"How can I, a mere merchant girl, catch the emperor's eye? Just act like a show, and don't put yourself in his shoes."

Bulingbuling's big eyes stared at Lu Yunyang, and the delicate voice of "husband" echoed in his ears, but one day, he could no longer hear it.

Now he is the prince, no longer Lu Yunyang.

Jiang Jiu, the wife he had arranged with three matchmakers and six betrothals, and who was carried away in a sedan chair carried by eight men, is gone.

The ninth prince, Prince Qi, was said by others to be a royal relative and to have lived a life of wealth and glory.

But who knows, he just wants to be an ordinary citizen, the playboy Lu Yunyang.

Perhaps Jiang Jiu understood the obvious disappointment in Lu Yunyang's eyes and couldn't bear it.

"Don't be sad. At least the Ninth Prince has endless wealth, which Lu Yunyang doesn't have. Although Lu Yunyang lives a carefree life, he is poor..."

Lu Yunyang smiled: "I am also poor..."

"You are a prince and you have everything you want. How can you be poor?" Jiang Jiu was not tired at first, but for some reason, his eyelids became heavy as soon as his head touched the pillow.

"Unless you have a particular need for money? What is it? Recruiting soldiers? Before the troops move, food and fodder must be sent first..."

When Lu Yunyang heard Jiang Jiu's words, he was shocked. Soldiers and horses were a taboo, but she said it so fluently. Could it be that she knew something?

Her hands unconsciously pinched Jiang Jiu's slender neck. If he exerted a little force, her life would be in his hands.

But I could hear Jiang Jiu's soft and gentle breathing.

Was she talking in her sleep? How did she fall asleep?

Did she know how outrageous what she had just said was? If Princess Qiyang's people heard it, not only her, but also she herself would be suspected by the emperor, and might even bring about his own death.

But how come she fell asleep as if nothing had happened after she finished talking?

Lu Yunyang stayed beside Jiang Jiu and couldn't close his eyes.

Recruit troops and rebel!

In Lu Yunyang's view, any action would be a capital crime.

But now he lives in fear, as if dancing on the edge of a knife every day. The house is surrounded by secret guards, but he still doesn't feel at ease.

He always felt that one day, the imperial sword would be silently placed on his neck while he was asleep.

Don’t be fooled by the high and soft bed in the bedroom. The number of people who have slept on it can be counted on one hand. In fact, he usually sleeps on a soft couch.

And when it comes to Lu Yunyang, it is the best time to sleep.

Jiang Jiu was different. She could eat and sleep. She slept soundly and her dream was full of confusion. She even dreamed that Lu Yunyang was kneeling down to beg for mercy.

"hey-hey……"

Jiang Jiu was awakened by his own laughter. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, hugging a pillow.

Lu Yunyang, who was leaning against a soft pillow and reading a book, glanced at her with disdain.

"I'm awake... What a sweet dream I had! I laughed so hard my saliva is dripping..."

Jiang Jiu was startled and quickly checked the pillow. Sure enough, there was a water stain...

He threw it aside in disgust, sat up sleepily, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, rubbed his eyes, and glanced at the candles in the room.

"What time is it?"

Lu Yunyang didn't even raise his eyelids and continued reading: "Three quarters past midnight."

Jiang Jiu counted on his fingers and it was seven forty-five, almost eight o'clock.

"I'm so hungry..." I rubbed my stomach, but it protested.

"You can sleep a lot! I thought you could sleep until tomorrow morning." Lu Yunyang was speechless. "I'll ask them to bring the food."

There was a movement in the room, and the maids outside came in one after another.

Nanny Qian also followed behind and came in to help Jiang Jiu with her makeup.

"My dear, you slept soundly this time. The prince rejected the princess for you. I heard that, except for you, the prince has never slept with any other woman in this bed..."