Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

Lin Yunxi followed his wishes and rubbed his arm red hard.

When Murong Hao felt the burning pain in his right arm, he frowned and said curiously:

"Girl, are you washing too hard?"

"Didn't the prince say it's very dirty? I'll scrub the dirt off for you." She said, increasing the strength on her hands.

"Hiss... If you rub like this, my arm will be damaged by you." He was in pain and wanted to beg for mercy.

"Then, Your Majesty, tell me, are your arms still dirty now?" Lin Yunxi looked at him with a smile, her eyes twinkling like stars in the sky.

Looking at her cunning eyes, he, Murong Hao, didn't understand anything. She did it on purpose. He didn't know whether she was treating her own psychological problems or deliberately teasing herself. In short, this girl had bad intentions in her heart.

"Girl, let me do it myself and give the veil to me." He looked at the veil in her hand.

"Oh." She obeyed and stepped forward to hand her the foam-filled handkerchief.

"Ah..." Lin Yunxi didn't have time to react and was instantly pulled into the tub by him.

"Your Majesty, I've washed it." She was hugged tightly by him, and she beat his chest with her fists.

He clasped her fists with one big hand, spoke in a low and magnetic voice, and looked at the vixen with tender eyes:

"Girl, did you do it on purpose? Did you rub my arm sorely?"

"No, the girl just washes the prince's dirty things." She was restrained by him and couldn't move, but she was happy in her heart. The man focused on her instead of his dirty arms.

"I don't feel dirty now." He looked at her with burning eyes.

"Oh, that's good. Your Majesty, if you don't think it's dirty, just take a bath seriously." There was a smirk on her lips.

"You are in my bathtub, do you think I can still take a bath seriously?" He smiled happily.

"My lord, you can do it. Girl, I believe you." She loved teasing him.

"Girl, I really want to die on you." He loved this woman so much that she could always pull him out of his depressed mood. As long as she was willing, she could always bring him a good mood.

"Don't let the prince say that he will die. The girl wants to grow old together with the prince. How about the prince dies in the girl's body?" Her eyes slowly moved under the water.

"Dead girl, you asked for it." He saw her bad intentions and felt extremely happy.

"Um... um... Your Majesty... be gentle..." She was kissed forcefully, with a smile on her lips...

Murong Hao contentedly hugged the limp woman and sent her to the bed.

He covered her with a quilt, walked to the clothes he had just worn, and took out a scroll from his sleeve pocket.

He took the scroll and went to bed. Lin Yunxi was looking at him with starry eyes, blinking curiously:

"My lord, what is this?"

"Girl, open it and take a look." His smile was extremely soft.

Lin Yunxi was curious, sat up, wrapped himself in a quilt, and opened the scroll.

She watched carefully, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter:

"Your Majesty, this is our marriage certificate. We are considered husband and wife, right?"

"Yes, after the marriage certificate is issued, we will be considered engaged, and we will be a real couple after we get married." He pulled away her quilt and took her from the quilt into his arms.

She leaned back in his arms and looked at the marriage certificate in her hand. She smiled brightly. She, Lin Yunxi, had a husband, she had a family, and he was her man.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Murong Hao continued:

"You will be my wife from now on, and I will treat you well." He said, stroking her long black hair.

"Murong Hao, thank you." She was touched.

"Thank me for what?" He liked to hear her praise him.

"Thank you for doting on me and giving me a home." She sincerely thanked him.

"I also want to thank you, thank you for coming to my side." He sighed that God was so good to him and gave her to him.

"Okay, let's not thank each other anymore. After we get married, will the prince change his name to call the girl?" She understood that ancient etiquette was important and should be changed.

"In our place, yatou refers to an unmarried woman. It is inappropriate to call a married woman yatou. What do you want me to call you, yatou?" He explained seriously.

"I don't know either. Madam Huan thinks she is too old and doesn't like it. My lord, what do you want to call the girl?"

She pushed the question to him. She was most troubled by the names of ancient people. They were numerous, messy, and sophisticated. She didn't understand them.

"How about I call you Princess in a crowded place, or Xi'er in private?" Murong Hao thought for a while and felt that this was a good idea. It felt so intimate to call her like this.

"Xi'er? Not bad. It sounds nice, looks young, and is very close. It's great." She listened to him, as long as he liked her, it was just a title.

"Then I will call you Xi'er from today on?" Seeing her happy, I knew she would like it.

"Okay!" She turned around and scratched the tip of his nose, a happy smile overflowing from the corners of her lips.

"Xier, the King of Japan has some news for you today. There is bad news and there is good news. Which one do you want to hear first?" He hugged her to his legs and asked her to look at him.

"Bad news? Let's hear the bad news first, and leave the good news behind." She was curious.

"I heard from my mother that Prince An's concubine Ye Shiyu is pregnant." After he finished speaking, he looked at her naturally beautiful face.

"Ah? Is this bad news?" Lin Yunxi said carelessly.

"What if she is pregnant with the heir, the father's eldest grandson, and the legitimate eldest grandson? The mother-in-law is very worried about this matter." He said seriously.

"Your Highness is also anxious?" She looked at him with bright black eyes.

"Don't be anxious. This kind of thing is God's arrangement. Why should I be anxious? My mother and concubine are really anxious today." He thought of his mother and concubine's appearance today, and he was really anxious.

"Yes, everyone has their own destiny. So what if she gives birth to a prince? Does your father really look at King An differently because he has a prince? I don't think so. I think your father is a wise king. He is very wise. We Don't worry about such things, being yourself is the most important thing, isn't it?" she analyzed.

"Xi'er is right, let's just do our own thing well." Murong Hao seemed thoughtful.

"This is not bad news. When it comes to good news, Xi'er likes to hear good news." She is an optimist and likes positive things.

"There are two pieces of good news. The first is that Tianyi has found a woman who can get married." He looked at her with a smile.

"What? So suddenly, when, and which girl is it?" Her Yuelao characteristics were instantly awakened.

Murong Hao saw that she was so excited. It seemed that she cared more about her subordinates than other people's affairs.

"It's Chun Yun next to you. They got along well when they were in Beiyuan City." Murong Hao looked at her with a smile on his lips, wanting to see her surprised expression.

Sure enough, she was shocked. She was lying on his arm just now, and suddenly she sat up and looked at him with wide eyes:

"My lord, what you said is true. I don't think Chunyun has changed much in the past two days since he came back from Beiyuan City?"

"You've been busy drawing jewelry designs for the past two days, how can you have time to care about your subordinates?" He scratched the tip of her nose.

"That's right. How did they get together? Does the prince know?" She really wanted to gossip.

"Xi'er wants to know?" he said.

"Of course, please tell me, Your Majesty," she urged him.

"Kiss me first, and I will tell you later." He smiled evilly.

"Okay." She got into the quilt and came out quickly.

When Murong Hao saw what she did, he was stunned on the spot...