The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 175 It’s only been a short while and you can’t wait any longer?

"Alright, it's the same for our Prince Zhan, too. Every bite of food Princess Zhan took at the banquet was fed by Prince Zhan. Just think about it, in the palace, under the eyes of the emperor, empress, and all the ministers, only Princess Zhan dared to sleep in Prince Zhan's arms without restraint."

"Yes, yes, yes. I was serving in the temple that day as well."

……

A few maids chattered for a while, and soon they picked the flowers and left.

Chu Jian had been sitting on the other side of the flower wall. Although she was thinking about Jing Muyang in her heart, what these maids said was true. Jing Muyang had already married Her Majesty the Queen, and Prince Zhan was loyal to his promise and would definitely not let Tuoya down. It was the best choice for her to leave.

When the rose flower cake was served for dinner, Chu Jian's eyes became moist again. Fuso was extremely good to her, and she owed him too much.

I felt very uncomfortable when I first saw him, and I drank a lot of wine, especially green plum wine. The alcohol content of this green plum wine is not high, and Lu Yi didn't stop me at first.

But in the end she couldn't be stopped and Chu Jian drank the whole pot of wine. Only then did Lu Yi realize that the Crown Princess couldn't drink much and she was drunk!

Just as Lu Yi was busy helping her to the bed, Fuso came back.

He did not run into the man in white when he went to Baihua Tower, and after investigating he did not find any useful information.

"What's going on?" Fuso stepped forward and took the Chujian from Lu Yi's hand.

"The Crown Princess said that the flower cakes were delicious and wanted to drink some wine, so I brought a pot of plum wine. But I didn't know that the Crown Princess was so drunk..." Green Clothes said in a whisper.

"Okay, go down and take Siming to the wet nurse." Fuso ordered.

"Siming?" Chu Jian leaned on Fusang's arms and looked towards the cradle. "Siming, mother will take you to find your father, Siming..."

Fuso waved his hand and told Luyi to hurry down with the child. He didn't expect that someone could get so drunk just by drinking a pot of wine for the first time.

“Siming…” Chu Jian wanted to follow him, but Fuso picked him up and put him on the bed.

"Chuyang, Siming is asleep, you should also have a good rest. Go find him when you sober up, okay?" Fusang calmed her.

"Hmm? No~~ Mu Yang, bring him over here and put him next to me. I want to hold my little cub and sleep together. You hold me, I hold him, and we sleep together as a family!"

As soon as she saw him, she hugged Fuso's arm and started to act like a spoiled child.

Fusang wiped his face and thought, oh, I mistook him for Jing Muyang when I first saw him.

"Okay, sit down. I'll go hold Siming in a moment." Fusang calmed down, stood up and twisted a handkerchief for her, "Come, wipe your face first."

"Okay." Chu Jian smiled, put his face close to hers, closed his eyes and waited.

Fusang looked depressed, steadied himself, and then raised his hand to carefully wipe Chujian's face.

"Are you ready? Mu Yang, go and hug Siming!"

It took too long to wipe, Chu Jian grumbled a little impatiently. Although she was talking, her eyes were closed.

"Alright, alright, lie down and sleep a little inside. I'll go hold Siming."

After Fuso wiped her hands, he let her lie down. Chu Jian moved in hastily with her eyes closed, and then there was no sound.

Fuso covered Chujian with a blanket and sat beside the bed, staring at her.

He had thought about it countless times, but still couldn't understand why he could fall in love with a married woman, even when she was pregnant!

He didn't know why he was so attracted to her when they first met. It was as if he was possessed. It seemed as if her every word, smile, and even her tears touched his heart, moving him so much that he couldn't help himself.

Hatsumi turned over to face outside, and Fuso moved her messy hair away from her face.

Chu Jian suddenly grabbed his hand with vigilance, opened his eyes, and seemed to see the person in front of him clearly. Then his hand loosened its grip, closed his eyes with peace of mind, and called softly, "Fusang..."

This call seemed to hit Fusang's heart, and his heart seemed to bloom. Unable to suppress his excitement, he lay down carefully beside her.

Fuso took his hand out and stroked her face. Her slightly pink cheeks and lips that were even redder than her cheeks seemed to have a magical power that made him unable to take his eyes away.

There is also the fragrance of green plum wine that comes out of your mouth when you first see it, which is so intoxicating that you want to have a taste.

"Chu Yang, you once asked me if I would steal someone else's wife if I were the emperor. I can answer you now. If it were you, I would steal someone else's wife. Even if I had to sacrifice the whole world, I would steal their wife!"

Fusang stared at the drunk Chujian, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her gently...

On the night of April 16th, there was no cloud in the sky, and the bright moonlight was shining with stars.

Jing Muyang was in Xiuyuan, carefully wiping the ink on the table.

Qingmu waited silently by the side. Since returning in the afternoon, the prince has been staying in Xiuyuan, wiping the zither over and over again. He did not eat dinner and no one could call him.

Others may not know, but everyone in Prince Zhan's mansion knows that grilled fish is the princess' favorite food.

In a courtyard west of Prince Zhan's mansion, Toya held her chin in frustration, "Has the girl from Lanruo Pavilion been sent to the prince?"

"It has been sent, but Lord Qingshan asked them to wait in the flower hall. I guess they will wait there all night like before without any news."

"The prince doesn't seem to like it. Am I doing something wrong?" Toya asked the maid next to her.

"Your Majesty, all men like it. Even if the prince refuses it now, he will accept it after a long time." The maid comforted her.

"But I don't like it either..." Toya was particularly frustrated.

She didn't want to send a woman to Jing Muyang, but Jing Muyang had never been to her yard, and he didn't allow her to go to his yard in the east, including Xiuyuan, Bamboo Garden, and even the pharmacy, as long as she was a place that Chu Jian had been to.

If Prince Zhan's Mansion wasn't big enough, and if Chu Jian didn't take over the affairs of the mansion and didn't like to wander around, otherwise, according to Jing Muyang's meaning, Toya wouldn't even have a place to stay in Prince Zhan's Mansion.

I've seen people competing with living people for favors, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even compete with a dead person.

It is unknown how long Jing Muyang will need. Tuoya feels that after marrying into Prince Zhan's Mansion, although she has been following Jing Muyang every day thanks to the Emperor of Nanbang, Jing Muyang seems to be quite nice to her.

But in fact, as soon as Jing Muyang returned to Prince Zhan's Mansion, he never looked at her again, and there was no emotion in his words.

Even though the servants said that Prince Zhan usually didn't look at women, she knew it. How could he not look at women? Everyone in the capital knew how much Prince Zhan doted on Chu Jian.

Alas, my heart is so sad. Toya wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and cheered herself up again.

Jing Muyang had explained all this to her very clearly before, and she also said that she was willing to wait. How could she not wait any longer after such a short time?

"Ask the kitchen to keep the dinner warm and send it to His Majesty later."

"Yes."

The maid left, and Toya undressed and went to bed. Although she was sad, she believed that one day she would be able to wait for Jing Muyang.

Of course you can.

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