Xuanhuan: I'm really not the big villain

What does this concubine mean?Why not play the cards according to the routine, check her information with the eyes of reality and confirm that she is just an ordinary person.

Want to use the beauty trap to place a pawn around yourself so that you can monitor your every move?
I've seen through you a long time ago.

And see what tricks you want to play.

"If the prince doesn't say anything, I will take it as your agreement. It just so happens that your third brother is coming back soon. Prince, have you listened to what I have to say?"

Jiang Yonglie stared straight at her. She was indeed a mature beauty with a lingering charm. Because she was well maintained, such a woman was indeed very attractive to men. However, the father was busy with government affairs, and there were so many beauties in the harem that he couldn't help taking care of her.

"His Royal Highness, you are too rude, how can you stare at the empress like this!" The female officer blocked his sight with her body.

"Get Yang Qianqian's hate value +66"

"Get the hatred value of bayberry +100"

Jiang Yonglie said without changing his face: "I'm wondering whether your niece is as beautiful as your mother. The prince's requirements are not high, as long as half of them are acceptable."

These words directly amused Yang Guifei, and she was relieved of Jiang Yonglie's previous rude behavior.

Once Concubine Yang was happy, his days would be much better in the future.Aside from having to face Ah Fuyin's penetrating eyes every day when entering and exiting the Chengde Hall, Concubine Yang's behavior looked as normal as it could be, but she didn't show any flaws at all.

He was also treated with courtesy, and he didn't deliberately make things difficult for him because of the insult.He also asked the female officer to teach him some court etiquette. He had learned about these things from Prince Yonglie's memory, but there was a difference between knowing them and going into battle in person. In order not to reveal that he was a time traveler, these things were necessary skills.

There is still half a month before the ancestor worship. Not only the palace, but the entire sword is being prepared. The city defense of Jiandu City has been strengthened several times compared to before. The beggars that can be seen on the street are gone. The inn is almost full. Most of the people living in it are family members of court officials.Not everyone is eligible to participate in the royal ancestor worship, and the list of personnel has been strictly selected. They are either court officials of the fourth rank or higher, or have made great contributions to the Sword Dynasty. These people are allowed to bring one to three family members. Therefore, it is an honor to participate in the royal ancestor worship.

On this day, Jiang Yonglie came to Chengde Palace to pay his respects as usual, when he just stepped into the gate of the palace, he heard a strange female voice, gentle and clear, she was asking and answering questions with Concubine Yang until he appeared.Concubine Yang's joy could be felt through the screen. Before he could open his mouth, Concubine Yang greeted: "The prince is here. We were talking about you just now. Come, let me introduce you. This is Su Xin, my niece, whom I mentioned to you. Su Xin, this is Prince Yonglie, why don't you greet His Royal Highness?"

The woman was wearing a white long dress, and her graceful back was infinitely imaginative. The moment he turned around, it was as if a ray of white moonlight shone into Jiang Yonglie's heart. After the woman glanced at him, she dared not look at him again, and immediately curtseyed.

"Suxin has met His Royal Highness the Prince!"

The sound is like mosquitoes and ants, so small that you can't hear it unless you listen carefully.

Jiang Yonglie smiled lightly: "Miss Suxin, you don't need to be too polite. The prince took the liberty to come here and not disturb the two of you?"

Yang Suxin shook her head hastily, opened her mouth and was so nervous that she couldn't even speak.

Fortunately, at this time Concubine Yang opened her mouth to resolve her embarrassment.

"Your Highness arrived an hour earlier than usual, do you know that Su Xin is entering the palace today, and that's why you can't wait?"

Before Jiang Yonglie could deny it, Yang Suxin blushed with shame, and refused to say: "Auntie, you are making fun of me"

"Okay, I'm a little tired after talking to you so much, Prince, let's skip today's greetings and leave time for you young people to communicate more, Amei, let's go."

Immediately, only Jiang Yonglie and Yang Suxin were left in the hall. Jiang Yonglie didn't care, but Yang Suxin was a little at a loss when facing him for the first time.

Because she already knew the purpose of entering the palace this time.

Jiang Yonglie stood in front of her carelessly, looking down at her. He really looked a bit like Concubine Yang Guifei, but he was a little timid.

"Miss Suxin, why are you so reserved? Is it because I don't dare to look at me, or is it because I look terrible? Or else, there is not even a place to sit in this Chengde Hall. Let's go to the Imperial Garden for a walk, how about it?"

Yang Suxin waved her hands again and again after hearing the words: "No, no, Your Highness is very talented, if it's us, let's go for a walk!"

Out of the Chengde Hall, Jiang Yonglie's steps were a bit big, and Yang Suxin had to trot to keep up. When he arrived at the Yuyuan Garden, the man was already panting slightly.

Jiang Yonglie frowned secretly, these ladies raised in boudoirs were really weak, and they were panting like this after walking such a short distance.

Jiang Yonglie took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her, "Let me wipe it for you, Miss Suxin, what do you usually do when you stay at home?"

"Your Highness, I'll do it myself." Yang Suxin said as she was about to snatch the handkerchief from him, her little face was as red as an apple.

Jiang Yonglie raised her chin with one hand, "Don't move, it will be finished soon."

At this time, Yang Suxin's heart was already pounding by his domineering actions, and the movement of wiping sweat was too gentle, so she couldn't help closing her eyes, and pressed her hands on her chest involuntarily, for fear that the other party would notice her strangeness.

"All right!"

Jiang Yonglie withdrew his hand, and in the next second, Yang Suxin snatched the handkerchief from his hand by mistake, and explained in a panic: "Your Highness, can I return the handkerchief to you after I wash it?"

The corners of Jiang Yonglie's mouth rose slightly, and he said indifferently: "If you like it, you can keep it as a souvenir. It's just a handkerchief. This prince has many."

It's like talking about a woman, the prince can have as much as he wants, but the pure Yang Suxin didn't hear the implication, she carefully folded the handkerchief and put it in her arms, as if it was some kind of precious treasure.

The two chatted for more than half an hour. It was Jiang Yonglie who was asking, and Yang Suxin was answering. In this way, the two of them got to know each other. Then he couldn't find a topic, so Xiaode Zijiang, who was "absent-minded", was sent back to Chengde Hall.

In the next few days, what Yang Suxin looked forward to most was that His Highness the Crown Prince would come to pay his respects. In order to create opportunities for her, Concubine Yang did not teach Jiang Yonglie the rules, and sent them out for a walk early every day.

The relationship between the two is also getting closer and closer under Jiang Yonglie's deliberate efforts. For example, the occasional physical contact such as touching hands accidentally makes Yang Suxin, a young girl in love, dizzy, her heart beats faster, and her face is often filled with expectant and shy smiles.