Transmigrated into a cunning princess, she sets her sights on a celibate royal uncle.

Jiang Xi thought to herself, "If you really dare to marry me, I'll chop you all into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

But what she actually said was: "Don't make a fuss, Ah-Xi knows her place!"

Huo Jingxuan gasped. He should have been happy that Jiang Xi was so magnanimous.

But for some reason, I felt a lump in my throat that I couldn't exhale.

"good very good!"

Huo Jingxuan laughed through gritted teeth, then turned and pressed Jiang Xi down onto the white jade bed behind him.

Knowing what was about to happen, Jiang Xi was actually a little nervous.

After all, this was the first time Huo Jingxuan had made love to her while he was sober.

After a night of entanglement, they went to Wushan together.

The next morning, the sky was bright.

Jiang Xi, wrapped in a brocade quilt, lay on Huo Jingxuan's firm chest, half asleep, when someone pushed the door open and entered.

"Your Highness, the carriage is ready..."

The voices from the Beijing Film Academy came over cheerfully.

Before Jiang Xi could open her eyes, Huo Jingxuan beneath her moved, throwing a pillow at her and roaring hoarsely, "Get out!"

Just as Bei Ying reached the bedside and was about to lift the curtain to enter, she was hit by a pillow and sent flying two miles away, landing hard on her bottom on the ground.

Looking at the two blurry silhouettes embracing on the bed, he first opened his mouth in surprise.

After realizing what had happened, his expression turned as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, Your Highness, I didn't know..."

He apologized as he scrambled out of the room.

The bedchamber fell silent again. Jiang Xi turned over, intending to pull the covers over her head and continue sleeping.

Suddenly remembering everything that happened last night, I instantly snapped back to reality, as if struck by a thunderbolt.

She sat up abruptly, still wrapped in the blanket, and looked down to see that her body was covered in suggestive marks.

Why are you so startled?

Huo Jingxuan, who was standing next to him, got dressed and got out of bed, already looking calm and composed.

Jiang Xi looked at him, and then recalled the absurd things that happened last night.

She originally intended to wait until Huo Jingxuan was tired so she could carefully search his white jade bed for any hidden mechanisms.

As a result, she was even more exhausted than Huo Jingxuan, having toss and turn for most of the night.

After he reluctantly let her go, she immediately wrapped herself in the blanket and shrank into the bed, afraid that he would change his mind, and fell asleep as soon as her eyelids closed.

So, not only did she fail to find the Cold Crow Token last night, she also lost herself?

"What's with that expression? Do you feel cheated by agreeing to my request last night?"

While straightening his clothes, Huo Jingxuan lowered his eyes to observe Jiang Xi's reaction.

Jiang Xi immediately put on a fawning smile: "How could that be? It's my honor to warm the bed for the Imperial Uncle!"

But what he was really thinking was, "Honor my ass! Once I find the Raven Token, I'll kick you to the curb!"

Huo Jingxuan, with an icy expression, said, "Get up quickly, we have to go to the hunting competition later!"

"Oh, oh!" Jiang Xi remembered the important matter at this moment, so she quickly found some clothes to put on.

Seeing her flustered state, Huo Jingxuan couldn't help but feel disgusted and reached out to straighten her clothes for her.

But his action stunned Jiang Xi instantly.

Is he... helping me get dressed?

Huo Jingxuan quickly realized this himself, and coughed lightly to cover up his shock.

Then he grabbed the belt from the bed and threw it at Jiang Xi, yelling, "Do it yourself! You're so clumsy!"

Jiang Xi thought to herself, "Being clumsy is my own problem. I didn't ask you to serve me, so why are you complaining?"

But she quickly got dressed and followed Huo Jingxuan with small, quick steps, watching him open the door to the bedroom.

The student from Beijing Film Academy was waiting at the door. Hearing the door open, he turned his head curiously.

Upon discovering that Jiang Xi was the only person beside Huo Jingxuan, Bei Ying even peeked inside.

"What are you looking around for?" Huo Jingxuan scolded with displeasure.

Bei Ying immediately bowed and lowered his head like a quail: "Your Highness, when shall we depart?"

"Now!"

Huo Jingxuan looked at the sun, which was already high in the sky. This was the first time he had ever stayed up so late.

So Huo Jingxuan walked ahead, while Bei Ying and Jiang Xi followed behind with small, quick steps.

Bei Ying was extremely curious. Hadn't the twins within the prince's body been resolved? Then last night, he and Jiang Xi... could it be that they couldn't control their feelings?

"Seventh Princess, I'm curious, did you give our Prince some kind of bewitching drug?"

The student from Beijing Film Academy asked quietly; the sensible boy had even started changing how he addressed people.

Jiang Xi bared her teeth and threatened him, "If you keep babbling, I'll download it for you too!"

The Beijing Film Academy was so startled that it quickly covered its mouth.

However, the conversation between the two still reached Huo Jingxuan's ears, and Huo Jingxuan, who was walking to the door, paused.

Jiang Xi bumped into it without any warning.

Her nose bumped against his hard, broad back, and the pain almost made her nose bleed.

"Has my Prince's mansion lost its rules? Since when have you been allowed to chatter and gossip in private?"

Huo Jingxuan turned around and lashed out at the Beijing Film Academy behind him.

"what……"

Bei Ying looked miserable. The rules of the Prince's Mansion were strict, but it shouldn't be that even a deputy general talking to a maid was a violation, right?

Or is it that, in the prince's heart, Jiang Xi was no longer a maid?

Thinking this through, the Beijing Film Academy suddenly realized something.

He always said that the prince's feelings for Jiang Xi were special, and sure enough, the prince must have fallen for Jiang Xi!

Otherwise, how do you explain what happened last night?

You should know that his prince has always been a man of integrity, and he has never even been intimate with Yang Xuerou, whom he has been engaged to for two years.

If you didn't like her, how could you sleep with Jiang Xi while you were sober?

However, Jiang Xi was only fit to be a concubine of the prince, and not even a proper title.

After all, she was a princess, and the prince in his family was her nominal royal uncle!

Even if she is a concubine, she is still his master. He must be more polite to her in the future and must never violate the prince's taboos again!

Thinking this way, Beijing Film Academy felt that she was incredibly smart.

Just then, Yang Xuerou's sedan chair stopped at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion.

Xue Yang, dressed in a close-fitting outfit, lifted the sedan curtain for her.

Dressed in her finest attire, Yang Xuerou stepped out of the sedan chair and stood before Huo Jingxuan.

"Your Highness, may I ride in the same carriage as you?"

Yang Xuerou maintained her gentle and proper smile, curtsied, and asked with a look of anticipation.

Huo Jingxuan glanced at Jiang Xi subconsciously, but the latter kept her eyes down, seemingly oblivious to his thoughts.

Huo Jingxuan was angry when he saw her indifferent attitude.

"Let's go!" With that, he flicked his sleeve and got into the carriage first.

Yang Xuerou glanced at Jiang Xi, then raised her head and followed him into the carriage with an air of arrogance.

As Huo Jingxuan's personal maid, Jiang Xi naturally had to serve him in the carriage.

Bei Xiang knew Yang Xuerou was coming, so the carriage they prepared was exceptionally large and luxurious.

Even if the three of them were in the same carriage, it wouldn't feel crowded.

The body of the vehicle is decorated with mica, and the front of the vehicle is supported by eight horses.

Just by looking at the aura, you can tell that the owner of the car is a very distinguished person in the capital.