The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

While the two girls were happily making cakes and chatting about gossip in the kitchen, Jing Muyang in the room over there was almost going crazy with anxiety. It had been two hours since they last met!

Where did she go? Did she run away or was she captured by someone?

So, did she not trust him to protect her, or did she fail to protect her again?

"Prince! One of his men said there seemed to be a new girl in the kitchen, but he didn't see the princess clearly last night, so he didn't know if it was her." Qingshan came over from the front yard.

Jing Muyang didn't even listen to the end and hurried to the kitchen. He came back late yesterday and it was dark, and Chu Jian was hiding behind him, so it was normal that they didn't see clearly.

As soon as I reached the kitchen door, I heard silvery bell-like laughter from inside.

"Hahaha...Jinxiang, look at what I've made? Hahaha...I'm dying of laughter!" When seeing the strange shapes in his hands, he really couldn't tell what they looked like. "Jinxiang, don't you have a mold? Just put it in and press it to make a nice pattern. It's quick and convenient."

"Yes, when I make it for my master, I use a mold. When I make it for you, I will mold it by hand and make more beautiful patterns." Jin Xiang said with a smile.

"Jin Xiang, I'm so touched. I love you so much." Chu Jian tilted her head and leaned on Jin Xiang's shoulder and acted coquettishly. If her hands weren't covered in powder, she would have wanted to hug her. This girl named Jin Xiang was absolutely to her liking.

"Chu Jian, wash your hands quickly, what you put in just now is ready!" Jin Xiang was also very happy. She had no brothers or sisters, and this was the first time she met someone who was so clingy to her.

"Okay!" Chu Jian washed his hands, held the plate and couldn't wait to follow Jin Xiang to lift the pot, which contained steamed glutinous rice cakes with mung bean filling.

"What a nice smell!" When I first saw it, I exclaimed like a child who had never seen the world. It might be because there was no pollution and no pesticides or chemical fertilizers in ancient times, so the pastries made here are different, especially fragrant, with that original, pure and rich fragrance of the food itself.

The first time she appeared in Jing Muyang's sight was in this way, surrounded by white mist and steam. He was suffocated for a moment. This was probably what the fairies in the heavenly palace looked like.

"Nice to meet you." Jing Muyang shouted.

"Mu Yang?" He was overjoyed when they first met. "You came at the right time. I made some pastries. Jin Xiang taught me how to make them. They are so delicious."

Chu Jian put down the plate in his hand, walked over and pulled him into the kitchen. They made several kinds of pastries and showed them to him one by one.

"Look, I made a lot. Aren't these kittens and bunnies cute? I told you I can cook, but you didn't believe me. Do you want to try some?"

Jing Muyang couldn't tell what the pastries she was pointing at looked like. They had nothing to do with the kittens and rabbits he was familiar with. They were strange in shape, but they were very cute.

"So you've been staying here the whole time? Making pastries?"

"Yes, I also cooked a dish. Have you eaten it? I cooked a dish for lunch today. Guess which one it is? If you guess it right, you will get a prize!" Chu Jian was still excited.

Jing Muyang turned his head and looked at the other three people in the kitchen.

"Your Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, please forgive me!" The uncle and aunt pulled Jinxiang to her knees and kowtow tremblingly.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly." Chu Jian heard the voice and turned around to pull them up, but they didn't dare. "Mu Yang! Get them up!"

"Get up." Jing Muyang sighed and softened his voice, "Tell me which of these pastries were made by you?"

"Just this, this, and this."

When she first saw Jing Muyang, she seemed to realize that in ancient times, classes were clearly defined. She, a princess, actually mingled with servants and even cooked for them herself. Would this embarrass Jing Muyang? He seemed very angry.

Jing Muyang picked one up and put it in his mouth. It was sweet but not greasy. "Princess, your cooking is really good. But I haven't eaten yet. This little bit is not enough to fill my stomach."

She listened to Jing Muyang's voice and it seemed that he was no longer angry?

"You haven't eaten yet? Where have you been? You can't even make it in time for dinner. Are you busy? Please sit down. I'll stir-fry some beef for you. While I was cutting it, I was thinking about making it for you." This is the truth.

Jing Muyang almost had a heart attack after hearing the first half of the sentence. Don't you know what I was doing? But he immediately became excited after hearing the second half of the sentence. Forget it, even if it's to find you, I'm happy to do it.

Chu Jian picked up the spatula and in no time he had prepared the stir-fried beef and a plate of green vegetables. The uncle, aunt and Jin Xiang nervously stepped aside with sweat on their palms.

"Try it." Chu Jian put some in his bowl, "Trust me, it's delicious."

How could Jing Muyang not know her cooking skills? Although he had only eaten the roast chicken she made, it was enough to make him amazed at her cooking skills.

So under the gaze of everyone, Jing Muyang finished two big bowls of rice!

As an adult man, this amount of food is normal, but as a prince, he almost licked the plate clean, which is a bit unmannerly...

Qingshan behind him grinned, thinking how delicious the food must be to make his prince lose his image like this... Qingmu kept swallowing his saliva, he didn't eat either.

However, the full Jing Muyang took away all the pastries made by Chu Jian.

"Jinxiang, I will come to see you tomorrow!" Chu Jian did not forget to leave a message for Jinxiang when he left.

"Okay." Jin Xiang responded fearfully, thinking in her head whether she had been offended in any way.

*

At night, the two lay in bed.

"First meeting, do you like Jinxiang very much?"

"I like her. She's very interesting, lively, cheerful, cute, and she can cook delicious food." Chu Jian turned sideways, "She said she came with you from Nan'an, right?"

"Yes."

"So, which soldier saved her? Was it you?"

"It's Aoki."

"Oh, they are also your men, good soldiers you brought up, kind-hearted, and with positive values." Chu Jian flattered them and gossiped again, "Mu Yang, are they a couple?"

"Hmm? I don't know." Jing Muyang looked over and shook his head.

"Then you have to go ask Qingmu. I see Jinxiang looks very happy, maybe there is something going on." Chu Jian winked at him with a sly grin.

"Ahem... first time meeting you."

"Yeah." Chu Jian was still grinning.

"I guessed what you cooked for lunch." Jing Muyang changed the subject.

"How can you guess if you haven't eaten yet?"

"I saw it. Did you make stir-fried green vegetables for lunch?"

"You can guess this? How did you guess it?" It was really strange when I first saw it, but then I thought, "Yeah, I fried a plate for you too."

"I can guess even if you don't fry them. The greens were fully cooked before, but today they are only 70% cooked. They are crisp, sweet and juicy." Jing Muyang turned sideways and propped up his head to look at her. "So what's your reward?"

"Reward?" Chu Jian was horrified. Thinking about this? She just said it casually!

"Yes, reward, haven't you thought about it?" Jing Muyang smiled and moved closer, raised his hand to brush away the hair on her face, and said softly, "You are the princess, you must keep your word, how about the princess give me a kiss?"

"kiss?"

"Yes, just like this." Jing Muyang leaned over and kissed her cheek in a calm voice.

When I first saw Sha Leng, he...he...he, he was in love with me!

After Jing Muyang finished kissing her, he stayed beside her face, rubbing his fingers on the place he had just kissed, and the hot breath sprayed on her cheek, along her chin and fell into her neck. She wanted to dodge, but her body would not listen to her. She seemed to be frozen, staring straight at his lips, unable to move...

"Princess..." Chu Jian's reaction made Jing Muyang unable to help but kiss the corner of her lips again. This time he was closer. Chu Jian trembled slightly and raised her eyes to meet his.

"First meeting..." These misty eyes made Jing Muyang lose his mind instantly. He grabbed her with his big hands, and only heard Chu Jian hum, and then the sexy lips sealed her lips, biting her lips tightly, swallowing her cry, and then prying her mouth open, sweeping over her domineeringly, kissing and sucking.

His hands involuntarily wandered all over her body. He had seen that graceful figure, glanced at that fair skin, hugged those soft shoulders, and embraced that round and smooth body. He also hugged that slender waist and delicate and slender legs... Just thinking about it made his blood boil.

This time, he wanted to feel these beauties carefully.

He had long wanted to have sex with her, perhaps it was the time when she pulled up her trouser legs and sat down, perhaps it was the time when she fell down in the carriage, perhaps it was the time when she took off her gown and went to sleep, perhaps it was the time when he held her in his arms on the bamboo raft, perhaps it was the time when she showed him her vest by the river, perhaps it was the time when he turned around and saw her wet, and perhaps it was the night when she carefully pinched his clothes and said she was afraid that he would hold her in his arms for the first time.

Too many times that day... too many times...

When she first met him, her mind was a mess. Did she want to kiss him? She did!

Her heart had been in turmoil for a long time, perhaps it had been since that night by the river, or perhaps it had been since she saw him clearly for the first time in the coffin.

Otherwise, why would you want to take him home?

They kissed passionately, taking in each other's scent.

Jing Muyang, who was not rejected, felt hot all over. He turned over and pressed her under him. His big hand moved from her back to the front. Chu Jian suddenly felt something strange in her thigh. She opened her eyes abruptly, loosened her hands and pressed them against his shoulders.

Jing Muyang did not stop. He grabbed her hand and put it on his neck again. The way she hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him was so intoxicating. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: he wanted her, he wanted her, he wanted her.

"Mu Yang..." Chu Jian blushed, withdrew her hand, struggled to avoid his kiss, and pushed him away again.

Jing Muyang was interrupted. He pressed his forehead against hers, trying his best to control himself. His voice was low and trembling, "What's wrong?"

"We, we are not married..." Chu Jian didn't want to have any of the following actions before marriage in such an ancient country.

"marry?"

"It's... it's getting married."

"You are my princess, and we are married." Jing Muyang pressed down and kissed her again.

Chu Jian pushed him away and stared at him, a little aggrieved, "That wasn't me, I didn't know, it doesn't count!"

Jing Muyang looked at her seriously. Actually, he didn't know either. They could only be considered a ghost relationship. Now that they were alive, they naturally needed to submit a petition to the Huating Court again, have three matchmakers and six betrothals, choose an auspicious day for the ceremony, drink the wedding wine, and then they could enter the bridal chamber.

Jing Muyang looked at her seriously for a while, smiled knowingly, got off her and hugged her sideways, "Okay, I promise to marry you in a sedan chair with eight bearers and ten miles of red dowry!"

Chu Jian nestled into his arms and said shyly, "Better hurry!"

She couldn't guarantee that she could withstand Jing Muyang doing this again.

"Okay, we'll do it when we get back to Beijing!" Jing Muyang kissed her on the forehead several times and hugged her tightly, feeling extremely satisfied.

This is his princess, she will be so in death and in life.

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