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Normally, when I see those so-called literary masters quibbling over words, although I don't like their pretentiousness, I can still accept it.

But when she faced the man in front of her and just heard him say a serious thank you, she felt uneasy all over, as if they shouldn't be so polite to each other.

"You said thank you, but I didn't see any actual reward from the prince. How about I ask the prince to reward me with a mouth?"

Leaning against the desk, Meng Jiao deliberately stood up and moved closer to his nose.

The expected avoidance did not occur. The man who had been molested by Meng Jiao several times finally tried to regain some of the dignity that a man should have.

"The general doesn't care about a woman, so I don't care either..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zishu Hexuan's face moved closer and closer to Mengjiao's dilated pupils.

But in the end he was just being angry, and he had just approached her lightly, but was already preparing to retreat.

Just when he was annoyed that he always lost his composure and did strange things when he met her,

Meng Jiao simply stretched out her hand and pulled the person back. What a joke! The delicious food is right in your mouth, but you want to run away without even tasting it. How is that possible?

The tip of her tongue touched his lips, and Meng Jiao pressed hard on them.

Sensing his nervousness and resistance, she softened her voice and coaxed him helplessly.

"Close your eyes and open your mouth, my Lord."

Her sudden gentle bite made his lips numb. Zishu Hexuan opened his lips subconsciously, and his breath was taken away in an instant.

The moment their tongues touched, his mind went completely blank.

She is more skilled each time. How many people has this woman kissed? The first time she just bit him hard...

He felt his heart empty when he thought of this, but when she kissed him, even he, a man who had always been very strict with rules, had to admit that he didn't want to push her away.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling of kissing, it was absurd, yet mixed with a hint of joy.

Especially when he heard her slight breathing, he even had the urge to take her for himself.

But is it really possible between them?

How could the descendants of the Qin family possibly look down upon the bloodline of the Zhou Yuan royal family?

It's no exaggeration to say that their relationship is that of a sworn enemy...

After the kiss, accompanied by the sound of raindrops outside the window, the atmosphere between the two people in the room became inexplicably ambiguous.

Brushing away the silver hair at the corner of his mouth, Meng Jiao tilted her head and tried to calm her breathing.

Her feeling was not wrong. Kissing this man would indeed make her feel warm from the inside out.

I don’t know what it is used for now, but it makes her feel comfortable all over.

Noticing her occasional side glances, Zishu Hexuan raised his teacup to block them with a bit of uneasiness.

He didn't have to guess what she was looking at because he could feel his cheeks getting hot.

"It's late at night and the dew is heavy. If the general doesn't want to talk today, then the king can find a suitable time to deliver the invitation today."

The implication is that she should go...

Reaching out and pinching her brows, Meng Jiao yawned lazily, pretending not to understand what he meant.

She hadn't thought about leaving since she came here today. She didn't know how long she could stay in the capital, so she wanted to see him for one more day, so she deliberately changed the subject.

"Why don't you ask me why, Your Majesty, and why aren't you angry anymore?"

"Then, why?"

Why did he suddenly appear at Cuiyun Peak? Why did he not want any credit for clearing out the bandits but help to sort out the bandit faction?

Why did you deliberately mention our acquaintance in front of the Queen Mother, and why did you shake the prince's hand without hesitation when he passed by the palace after hearing the news?

Of course, compared to all these things that I cared about before, the most important thing now is to know why I kissed him again and again...

"I'm really asking, why is Your Majesty so well behaved tonight?"

Meng Jiao yawned sleepily after saying this with a smile, and tears of rationality seeped out of the corners of her eyes.

Zishu Hexuan finally couldn't suppress his curiosity, he stroked the rim of the cup and spoke slowly,

"Let's get straight to the point. I thought General Qin would avoid suspicion with the royal family, but I have no intention of making an enemy of you. You can speak frankly.

As for the favor you helped me with earlier, I know you were just joking. You can tell me your real conditions. After all, you and I are friends, not enemies, so we may be able to negotiate."

Logically speaking, he should be angry about being misunderstood by him, but from his point of view, he was indeed sincere.

They had only known each other for two days, so she really had no right to demand his trust.

Thinking of this, Meng Jiao forced herself to pick up the teacup and refill it with another cup of tea, ready to have a good chat with him about the cooperation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand, Zishu Hexuan, who was sitting opposite him, pressed down his teacup as if inadvertently.

"Drinking tea before bed affects sleep, so drinking water will help."

Taking the warm water he handed over, Meng Jiao's lips curved slightly.

"Okay, listen to the prince~"

She deliberately said the word "Prince" very slowly, as if she had been holding it between her lips and teeth for a while before speaking it out.

When it fell into Zishu Hexuan's ears, it inexplicably carried a bit of seductive tenderness.

He was worried that he would be led by her by the nose again, so even though he felt itchy inside, he just pretended not to know and drank a sip of tea.

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"He Xuan, do you have a favorite woman?"

"Pfft~cough cough..."

I thought she was finally going to talk about serious matters, but she did this again. Her pretended indifference was instantly broken. Zishu Hexuan looked up with a hint of helplessness.

"Why are you asking this?"

She casually hooked the hairband and realized that it was already crooked, so she simply pulled it off.

Fortunately, I came here after taking a shower, and the headband did not leave any marks on my hair due to internal drying.

Letting her black hair fall, Meng Jiao sleepily bent one leg, propped her chin with her left hand and looked at him seriously.

"My Lord, I have never been joking with you.

Although I am naturally belligerent and don't like being restrained by etiquette, I won't just kiss any man. You are the first one."

The candlelight flickered faintly, and her handsome features were still there, but they seemed to be softened in the dim light and shadow, and her long hair was scattered like a waterfall, showing her rare girlish posture.

And the pair of eyes she looked at him with, like a pool of autumn water, shimmering with light, seemed to be able to absorb him completely...

His breathing could not help but pause. Zishu Hexuan abruptly withdrew his gaze, not daring to think any further. He hurriedly put down his teacup and stood up.

"You should go back."

Meng Jiao held up her face and watched him hinting at her to leave. She knew that he must be in a state of confusion, so she didn't force him.

The time she left for each other was only until she left Beijing. If he was still unwilling to let her go until she left, she would let go.

Before that, she would spare no effort to get closer to him, after all, she really liked him, especially the feeling when kissing.

Tsk, could this be the legendary situation where once you start eating meat, you can’t stop?

Do you feel this way when you kiss someone else?

Blinking her eyes to drive the messy thoughts out of her mind, Meng Jiao fixed her eyes on the plush couch behind his screen and spoke eagerly,

"It's raining and the roads are slippery. Your Majesty, please have mercy on me and let me stay overnight."