The romantic and arrogant villain is forced to love him every day

Jiang Du returned to the palace, lit a lamp in the study, and read the memorials accumulated during the day.

At this stage, none of the posts sent to the East Palace were important, but he was used to reading them carefully to avoid making mistakes and living up to his father's expectations.

In the past, he could quickly immerse himself in it, but today he couldn't concentrate at all.

In his mind, the overlapping figures of the two waiters and Chi Zhou's cold face appeared alternately in his mind, causing him to suffer.

He had no choice but to abandon the memorial, grab Chen's sword behind him, and prepare to vent his anger in the courtyard.

After taking two steps, he remembered the painting Chi Zhou had sent today. Before he could look at it, he abandoned his sword again and found the painting in the painting vat.

... Chi Zhou said that the painting he drew was not of himself, so what could it be...?

Jiang Du couldn't wait to open it.

The person in the scroll looked straight at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with affection.

She seemed to be blaming him for opening it and looking at it.

This is... Chi Zhou's own portrait.

Perhaps he is using the painting as a metaphor for love. In the painting, he has a charming posture and a beautiful face, just like the charming vixen who escaped from the mountains in the storybook.

The man in the painting was well-dressed, but Jiang Du suddenly saw his clothes fade away, revealing his fair and fragile body...

……

The wind blew the window and made a squeaking sound, and Jiang Du suddenly came back to his senses.

He rolled up the painting with a heavy breath and closed his eyes tiredly.

Chi Zhou is really... too bold.

In the past, there were often young ladies from aristocratic families or beautiful palace maids expressing their admiration to me implicitly, but none of them dared to be so naked.

I can't accept it myself.

Regardless of gender, even if Chi Zhou was born as a girl, his father would not allow him to be with an enemy hostage.

Jiang Du crossed his hands on the closed scroll and made up his mind to send someone to send the painting back as soon as daybreak.

……

That night, Jiang Du had a dream all night.

In the dream, he and Chi Zhou were entangled physically and could not be separated for a long time.

When he woke up, he felt lost.

After changing into new and clean clothes under the service of the servant, he took a few more glances at the paintings he brought into the dormitory last night. He hesitated for a moment, but finally did not ask for them to be taken away.

Very busy today.

After leaving the court, he went to the imperial guard camp for inspection and condolences, and even ended up discussing with others.

Later, he went to Taifu's place and received some academic inspection.

Finally, he went to his mother and concubine's place for dinner.

When I'm busy, I don't have time to think, but once my mind or body stops, Chi Zhou's figure will appear as scheduled, lingering.

Not only his posture when dancing with the sword, but also his teasing, frivolous and cold figure...

And, the face full of passion in the dream, and his wanton moaning voice...

Usually when he had a dream, he could forget it without even taking a breath.

But last night's dream became clearer as the sun set and the moon rose.

"Xiaodu, matters in the DPRK are important, but you must also pay attention to your body and never take it seriously."

Concubine De Gui put down the porcelain spoon in her hand and warned Jiang Du in a slightly serious tone.

She could tell at a glance that Jiang Du was in extremely bad condition.

After chatting for a few words, I became more and more convinced.

In the past, he took the initiative to find topics and tell her interesting things inside and outside the palace, but today it was the other way around.

Not only that, his response was perfunctory.

After hearing Concubine De's words, Jiang Du came back to his senses a little. He lowered his eyes and picked up the chopsticks for her.

"It's okay, I'm fine, mother-in-law. It's probably because I slept a little late yesterday and I'm a little tired."

"You kid." Concubine De Gui sighed. "Ever since you were a child, you have behaved more maturely and better than other princes. You have never asked me to worry about you... But I always wonder, is this not a good thing?"

Jiang Du grew up exactly according to the emperor's expectations.

He is capable of both literary and military skills, and can always complete the tasks assigned to him on time and with excellence, and is often praised by foreign ministers.

——Being a prince is a matter of course.

He had no particularly big ambitions or wanted anything. He just mechanically grew into an impeccable and perfect heir.

Jiang Du's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Why do you think this is not a good thing?"

"You know, as a mother, you must always want to do something for your children." Concubine De Gui's eyes were soft. "But you have no desires, and you never make mistakes... As a mother, I really can't find an opportunity to express myself... Sometimes it is inevitable to feel disappointed."

"...if." Jiang Du opened his mouth and immediately closed it tightly.

"What if?" Concubine De Gui looked at Jiang Du with encouraging eyes. "Speak out and let me share your worries."

"What if..." Jiang Du made up his mind. "What if what I want...is right at my fingertips, but it...goes beyond conventional ethics and is not suitable for me?"

"What you want is at your fingertips?" Concubine De Gui was a little surprised. "Then what do you have to worry about? Just go and get it."

"I..." Jiang Du bit his lip. "Even if the world doesn't understand?"

"...When I was a child, I followed my father out on the street and fell in love with a particularly beautiful rabbit candy. However, my father was anxious to discuss things with his friend, so he coaxed me to buy it later. But when we went back, the candy was gone. The person has been bought by someone else."

Seeing that Jiang Du was still hesitant, Concubine De Gui slowly told her past events.

"My father promised me to come back the next day, but he had something urgent to do the next day...the third day, the fourth day...he was still not free. I can't remember where the stall was. The boy my mother sent out to buy, bought I found a bunch of strange things...I can only wait eagerly for my father to have time to remember them one day."

"But half a month later, he actually forgot about it. I was so angry at that time that I refused to remind my father... Later, as I grew up, I became more sensible and understood how busy my father was. But that beautiful rabbit candy still made me think about it for several years..."

Jiang Du listened with rapt attention. "Did the concubine finally see the candy rabbit?"

"I see you." Concubine De Gui smiled. "When I was twelve years old, your father paid a visit and brought several candy figures in his hand. He said they were interesting and he bought them specially to give to the ladies in our house.

The one I was given happened to be the candy bunny, which was exactly the same as the one I saw when I was seven years old. "

Jiang Du smiled. "My father and my mother are destined to be together."

"I have been thinking about that candy man for five years before he came to me in a roundabout way, and your father is now..." Concubine De Gui's eyes dimmed.

"Later, I often thought that if I had thought hard at that time, if I could have let go of the embarrassment in my heart and asked my father... maybe I wouldn't have confessed my heart to a sugar man."

"Concubine..." Jiang Du didn't know how to comfort her.

"Anyway." Concubine De Gui covered her emotions with a smile. “If you don’t grab what you want as soon as possible, you may never see it again.”