Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

The maids exchanged glances with each other, roughly meaning that it seemed that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan had already favored the goddess.

Yan Xuanye knew that this little girl was devoted to protecting her master, so he did not let Cuiwei in, so Cuiwei had to wait outside.

Seeing the maids carrying water leaving the house, she rushed over and asked, "Sisters, how is my daughter?"

The maids thought she was worried about their daughter's future, so they smiled and said to her, "His Highness has favored your daughter. Maybe, when the day breaks, you will change your name to Madam."

Another person said to her, "We don't deserve to be called sister. In the future, we will rely on you, Miss Cuiwei, to take care of us."

Cuiwei's head rumbled as if the sky was falling. She knew Su Qian's feelings and knew that the girl would definitely not agree.

How could Yan Xuanye force a girl?

When the maids saw Cuiwei didn't say anything, they thought she was too happy, so they complimented her a few more times and then left.

……

Inside the tent, Yan Xuanye still held Su Qian's waist, preventing her from getting up. Su Qian had no choice but to cling to his chest. Neither of them spoke. Yan Xuanye was satisfied after being satisfied, while Su Qian was annoyed by his behavior.

At that time, she wanted to pull her hand back several times, but Yan Xuanye kept holding her hand and leading her to move, "teaching her" as if he would do what he said. He also kept leaning against her ear and panting beside her, which made her blush.

As a result, even if she stopped now, she could not ignore the scorching temperature and Yan Xuanye's uncontrollable breathing.

After both of them had almost calmed down, Yan Xuanye stood up, pulled aside the bed curtain, and carried Su Qian to wash.

Su Qian asked him dazedly, "What are you doing?"

Yan Xuanye became energetic again, not looking tired at all, "Your dress is dirty, and your hands are dirty too, I'll help you wash them."

Su Qian: "!! I can wash it myself, just help me find a change of clothes."

Yan Xuanye smiled: "Okay, I'll go find it for you."

Su Qian glanced at him and saw his smiling eyes, and she... realized that this guy called himself "Gu" when he was serious, and called himself "I" in front of her when he was happy. Anyway, how he called himself depended entirely on his mood.

He was quite fast. As soon as Su Qian finished washing her hands, he came over and said, "I put it here for you. You change it first." After saying that, he closed the door of the wash room.

Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Yan Xuanye would refuse to leave.

But after a moment, she looked at the dim light outside the window and began to worry again. She thought that when the day was fully bright, everyone in the Tongpan Mansion would think that she was Yan Xuanye's woman.

Yan Xuanye is a smart, scheming, and very strong man.

Whatever he wants, he can get it, it's just a matter of time.

As long as he wants to achieve the desired effect, even if he doesn't really do that, he can still achieve it through other means.

Su Qian was not worried about her own reputation. She was afraid that if she really became his woman, she would not be able to escape from him and would not be able to complete the mission. Then she would have to stay in the ancient world. This was what she was really afraid of.

Why are the two men she met after traveling through time so difficult to deal with?

One who sees her as a monster and only wants to kill her, escape from her, and make her disappear from his sight.

One is like a poisonous snake and a ferocious beast, who only wants to pounce on her and cling to her, and love her till old age.

There was a knock on the door of the clean room, interrupting her thoughts. She calmed down and opened the door, and saw him asking nervously, "Why did it take so long? I thought you were going to run away?"

Su Qian curled her lips: "This Tongpan Mansion... Oh, no, this entire Zhiyi City, everyone is yours, where can I run to?"

Yan Xuanye smiled gently: "That's right."

Su Qian: "Go take a shower." After saying that, she walked past him and walked towards the bed.

When I got to the bed, I found that the sheets had been made up and replaced with a new one.

She was a little speechless. Was the process so clear after the ancient couples had sex? Without anyone telling her, the maids were replaced.

But it’s better this way. It’s so wrinkled and I can’t sleep at all. It’s so embarrassing.

Su Qian was lying on the couch. At first, her mind was still recalling what they had just done on the couch, but after a while, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

When Yan Xuanye came over after taking a bath, she was already sleeping soundly.

He blew out the candle, climbed onto the couch nimbly, put his arms around her waist, pulled her over and held her tightly in his arms, resting his head on the back of her neck, sniffing her deeply a few times, and calling her name in a tender voice.

Su Qian slept very uneasily that night. He didn't know what his pillow was resting on, but it was hard and gave him a terrible headache.

She could also feel a pair of hot hands tightly wrapped around her. She subconsciously wanted to escape in her sleep, but was caught and taken back.

When she woke up in the morning, Yan Xuanye was no longer by her side. Cuiwei heard the noise and came over to lift the bed curtain and said to her, "Miss, you finally woke up. It's already 9 o'clock."

Su Qian turned around and stretched lazily: "It's so late."

"Yes, if you don't wake up, I will have to ask you to get up." Cuiwei helped her sit up: "Miss, get up and wash up, and then have breakfast."

Su Qian: "Okay."

……

In Qiongyu Courtyard, Jiang Xuewei's brows seemed to be filled with sorrow. "Sister, have you heard about what happened last night?"

Jiang Xueli's eyes suddenly became sharp, "Who in the entire Tongpan Mansion doesn't know what happened last night? That witch pretended so well before, not only did she not let His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan sleep in the same room with her, but she also pretended not to care about His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, but it turns out that she was retreating to advance."

Jiang Xuewei sighed: "Now that the witch has won the favor of His Highness, my sister has lost the opportunity."

Jiang Xueli didn't reply to her words, and clutched the handkerchief in her hand angrily. Jiang Xuewei's eyes flashed with pity, and when she spoke again, her tone had changed, "That witch is just a commodity who uses her beauty to please men. How can she be worthy of my sister? My sister is the daughter of an official, a lady from a noble family."

Jiang Xueli glanced at her quietly: "What do you want to say, sister?"

Jiang Xuewei smiled and said, "What she can do, my sister can do too..."

Jiang Xueli immediately became angry and looked at her angrily, "Sister, do you want me to have no status at all, and be like her, using my beauty to serve others and devote myself to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, in exchange for your bright future?"

Jiang Xuewei stopped smiling immediately, her face became serious, and she pulled Jiang Xueli's sleeve, "Don't be anxious, sister. I haven't finished talking yet. Sit down and listen to me carefully."