The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

Jiang Ying didn't even raise his eyes, "Don't bother me."

Normally, Yan Zhuo might not be able to bear her coldness.

The young prince grew up in luxury, and except for the matter of his father's remarriage, he had to serve everyone else carefully in his life.

Even if he had some thoughts in his mind, he would not dare to show them on his face.

Jiang Ying's behavior is like pulling hair from a tiger's mouth, provoking death.

However, Yan Zhuo was not angry at all. Instead, he moved closer. He placed his handsome face on the small table where the poison was placed. He blinked his eyes and said, "Good Ying'er, I was wrong..."

Jiang Ying accidentally saw his little face through the crack of the book, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. He quickly covered it with the book and said in a muffled voice, "Really? Your Highness Prince Mo is angry when he says he is angry. You are so arrogant, how can you admit your mistake?"

Yan Zhuo sighed, "Silly girl, I did that for your own good."

Jiang Ying stared, took the book away, and wished he could slap him on the enlarged face, "Say it again, is there anyone who is so kind?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the poison bottle beside him and said, "Aren't you afraid that if you get too close to my little cuties, your face will be rotten when you wake up?"

Take a closer look, it would be a pity to let such perfect facial features decay.

Yan Zhuo obviously understood this point and leaned closer to the medicine bottle even more deliberately.

Jiang Ying waved his hand in annoyance, and instantly took the bottles and the table back into the space.

Unhappy, "Okay, I'm afraid of you."

In this way, Yan Zhuo successfully rested his forehead on Jiang Ying's thigh, half lying there, sniffing the refreshing fragrance on her body.

The scent of spiritual energy is light and refreshing.

Jiang Ying stretched out his hand to pull it off, but he couldn't do anything. After a while, the two of them rolled into a ball for unknown reason.

The soft flesh on her chest was not spared and was bitten by him a few times.

Jiang Ying was not willing to be outdone, so she pinched his thigh, accidentally touching a man's taboo spot. Yan Zhuo turned over and pressed her under him.

"Is this an invitation to me?" Looking at her, Yan Zhuo's eyes were filled with deep shadows.

Jiang Ying was too lazy to move, not afraid at all, "You wish! If you don't explain clearly what you just said, you will sleep in the study tonight!"

Anyway, they haven't gotten married yet, so he has the right to enter the house, right?

Yan Zhuo held down the naughty little woman's hands with both hands, "What are you talking about? If you ask, I will tell you everything I know."

"Isn't it for my own good? This is the first time I've heard that showing your displeasure to your fiancée in front of outsiders is still good for her." Jiang Ying snorted.

Although she knew very well that Yan Zhuo got angry because he heard the voice of his monkey son and could not accept the fact that there was grassland growing above his head.

But what does this have to do with her? Should I give her a cold shoulder?

Give him face!

"Do you think the royal family members have a good impression of you?"

Before answering the question, Yan Zhuo asked a rhetorical question.

Jiang Ying rolled his eyes instinctively, "Of course it's not good. Most of the royal family are pedantic people who can't stand people like me. Even Shen Huijun would have the same prejudice against me if I hadn't saved her sister."

"That's it." Yan Zhuo nodded. "People, even if they look up to someone, will be jealous if their life is better than hers, not to mention you who is looked down upon in the first place. We are a harmonious couple, and we are in a good relationship. Just enjoy it yourself, and there is no need to let outsiders know. Otherwise, they will take advantage of the situation, especially after the wedding, when we have to recognize each other as relatives."

So, he deliberately lost his temper to make them misunderstand and to balance himself mentally.

It was also because I could see that Jiang Ying really didn’t want to deal with it…

I never thought that my kindness would be taken so seriously.

When Jiang Ying heard this, it seemed to be the case and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Besides, she is being pressed down and her heart rate is so fast, so it is normal for her to be short of oxygen!

He puffed his cheeks and said, "Then you could have told me first. You didn't even give me a heads up and suddenly added drama to yourself. Who can handle it?"

Moreover, she had reason to suspect that the Dog Prince was being stubborn and refusing to admit that he was angry about being cuckolded in his previous life, so he came up with all these high-sounding excuses.

Humph, little brat, do you think anyone can't see it?

"Hmm..." She was complaining in her heart when the man above her lowered his head and blocked her lips.

There was a huge disparity in strength between the man and the woman, and after being "rubbed" for a while, Jiang Ying finally returned to the embrace of the air.

Panting, "In broad daylight, you...have no shame!"

Yan Zhuo, "No, what about you?"

Jiang Ying was not very keen on this kind of thing, but at this moment she was aroused by Yan Zhuo's passionate kiss.

Her eyes turned slightly, and she smiled, "Of course... neither do I. So those uncles and aunts of yours with sharp eyes are not wrong. I am not a dignified and good girl."

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo leaned over and stripped off half of Jiang Ying's clothes on his shoulders with one hand.

Smiling brightly, "Who said that I like dignified good girls? I like bad girls like Ying'er who are not dignified~"

Jiang Ying: "..."

I have to say, this tune with the ending sound is extremely alluring.

For a moment, I couldn't care less about day and night.

On the Luohan bed by the window, the hair is tangled, and the mood is getting better~

……

After finishing, Yan Zhuo felt particularly satisfied as he hugged the sweaty little woman.

Only then did he start talking about his son's inner thoughts.

"You already knew that our beloved son is different from others, right?"

Jiang Ying didn't deny it and just nodded.

It's going to have to be communicated sooner or later. The monkey son suffered too much heartache in his previous life. If he doesn't make up for it, there is a high possibility that he will grow up in the same wrong way in this life.

She must work hard and cooperate carefully before she can correct it.

Although the villain is attractive, we should be more moderate and not be so crazy~

It is not worth dying early.

"What about you? When did you start?" Jiang Ying asked back.

"After the blood transfusion."

Jiang Ying smiled, "As expected."

So, the two of them exchanged the information they heard from their son's inner voice and found that they were mostly the same and there was not much new.

However, Jiang Ying is obviously more confident.

He kicked Yan Zhuo and said, "You were quite powerful in your previous life, but you are much inferior in this life."

This is just sarcasm, how could Yan Zhuo not hear it?

He grabbed Jiang Ying's feet, scratched the soles of her feet intentionally, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I let you down in my last life."

As he spoke, he felt a pain in his heart, as if someone had grabbed it tightly.

I really regret it, but there is nothing I can do.

After all, those things had already happened. No matter how he tried to make up for it, he couldn't go back to his previous life and erase those painful memories from his son.

Jiang Ying sighed and thought, it wasn't her that he felt sorry for.

It was the original owner who was frustrated and hurt in the previous life, but she, a ghost from another world, naturally only looks at the present.

He said calmly, "You don't have to apologize to me. I don't remember any bad things or bad people in my past life."

After hearing this, Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up slightly.

Lower your head and gaze carefully——

It's strange, the little woman looks silly, but she is very smart.

There is a kind of open-mindedness that does not care about past lives and does not seek after lives.

What should I do if I don’t look like the silly, love-crazy country girl my son describes me to be?

He reached out and hugged her lovingly, his heart filled with mixed emotions, "I understand, Ying'er, maybe you don't believe it, but I always feel that even if they are exactly the same, both are Yan Zhuo, but are the Yan Zhuo in the previous life and the Yan Zhuo in this life really the same person?

Do they think alike?

Same feelings?

What about reason and experience?

I shouldn't shirk my responsibility. I was indeed an asshole in my previous life, but please believe me, in this life, I only love you."

Being able to empathize doesn't mean he understands.

In fact, he couldn't understand it.

I can't fall in love with the Jiang Ying my son talks about.

"Ying'er, it's you, the you of this life, who has walked into my heart." Taking Jiang Ying's hand, Yan Zhuo smiled and placed it on his beating heart.

Fortunately, I can start over.

After a while, they both said in unison, "We have a way to find our relatives!"