Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

The moment Jiang Xue had this thought, her hair stood on end.

Although she had the intention to "seduce" Jing Ye, she didn't think that Jing Ye would be so confused that he would have feelings for her just because of her beauty.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that such an idea was blasphemous - if Jing Ye knew what she was thinking at the moment, he would probably strangle her to death.

She shook her head, as if denying her ridiculous idea, and also seeming to make herself more sober.

Jing Ye looked at her sitting on the bed with her hair disheveled and kept shaking her head. His brows furrowed and his voice became deeper: "Why does the princess find it incredible that I know Zheng Run alone?"

Jiang Xue calmed down. When she heard Zheng Run's name, she suddenly looked at Jing Ye and said, "Didn't the prince say that he couldn't send us off because of something urgent? How did he know that we had met Zheng Run?"

The only response she received was Jing Ye's silence.

She felt that the breath on Jing Ye's body was a little colder, so she couldn't help but shrink her neck, and quickly changed the topic wisely.

"Speaking of little brother Zheng Run, is he also considered the prince's junior brother?"

"I wonder how his Qing Kung is compared to the prince's? I am currently short of some subordinates who can do things for me - if I am willing to take him for my own use, does the prince think it is feasible?"

Jiang Xue waited carefully for Jing Ye to reply, but when he saw that he was still silent, she planned to talk about other topics.

"Then Jiyan Tower..."

"Zheng Run is Gu's junior brother," Jing Ye suddenly said, "After all, there are already enough idiots in Donghai, one more of him is not too much."

"But how can the princess send people to Jianghu when she accepts them?" Jing Ye asked, "Why, your Wu Anlang is not strong enough?"

Seeing that his tone had softened a lot, Jiang Xue hurriedly started chatting.

"There are really too many things I have to investigate right now," Jiang Xue said, "and you also know about Qiong Shuang's marriage. I sent one to the east and one to the west. You made trouble in the Jingzhao Yin Mansion yesterday, so I had to send another one. Go out and keep an eye on Gu Lintan. Even if you want to help her now, you don't have the manpower."

"Help?" Jing Ye raised his eyebrows, "How do you plan to help?"

"Isn't Zheng Run your junior brother?" Jiang Xue smiled, looking around him, and said: "That's one of our own after all. Qiong Shuang's matter is ultimately a boudoir matter. I wouldn't worry if others interfered. . But it’s not easy for the prince to inquire about this kind of thing. You and I are just refusing to marry each other. It’s not a glorious method after all.”

"Really?" Jing Ye suddenly approached, sat down next to her bed, leaned down and put his face in front of hers, and said: "Gu is also her senior brother, so do Gu and the princess count as one of our own?"

Jiang Xue shrank her body as far as possible, trying to distance herself from him, and said with a smile: "Yes, right?"

"If so," Jing Ye came closer and said with a hint of threat in his tone, "Then why can't you discuss things with Zheng Run that you can't discuss with Gu?"

Jiang Xue felt a sudden pain in her forehead. Her bed was so big, and he had already forced her to retreat.

She gritted her teeth and took her hands out of the brocade quilt, putting her hand on Jing Ye's shoulders to prevent him from getting any closer.

"How can you help the prince with such a trivial matter that is not on the table?" She blinked her eyes and said: "If the prince really wants to help me, there is another way."

"Oh?" Jing Ye suddenly closed his eyes and placed his hands beside her, his voice low and hoarse, "Then princess, tell me how I can help you."

Jiang Xue swallowed her saliva, but saw that he seemed very relaxed, and a little - happy?

She suddenly felt tempted, took back the palm that was against his shoulder, and whispered softly into his ear: "I think the jade plaque that the prince gave me..."

"Can you please bring it back to me..."

Her voice was soft and trembling, half of it was fake shyness, and half of it was real nervousness.

Give it your all, Jiang Xue thought.

"Aren't you afraid of owing me a favor?" Jing Ye suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of dark eyes looking straight into Jiang Xue's bright eyes.

Jiang Xue was stunned. This was the first time that he didn't call himself "lonely" in front of her.

"Afraid..." She couldn't help but murmured. Seeing Jing Ye's eyes moving slightly, she quickly said, "I'm not afraid. I'm just worried that I owe the prince too much and it won't be easy to repay."

"Then you still dare to ask Gu for it?" Jing Ye said, "Do you know what that jade token is?"

"You can use it to borrow the prince's feather guard," Jiang Xue replied, "didn't the prince tell me?"

"Then princess, do you know what the status of Gu Yuwei is in Qian Kingdom?"

"Is it important?"

Jing Ye whispered: "Guards, meticulous craftsmen, killers - when we were in Gubi Palace, Yu Wei was still a hidden weapon that could kill people without bloodshed, against an army of one hundred."

Jiang Xue asked knowingly. She knew that Yu Wei must not be an ordinary guard. Could the secret guard next to a person of Jing Ye's status be just an ordinary person?

Jiang Xue looked at him and said in a daze: "Then, why was the prince willing to give me the jade token before? Wouldn't the prince be worried if such an invincible manpower was placed in the hands of the princess of the country of Hebei?"

Jing Ye suddenly laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and said, "I have never been worried because I feel that the princess should not have such ability."

"But why do you show such great kindness to me?" Jiang Xue looked confused. She had never thought about this.

Jing Ye didn't answer, only said: "Princess, do you want Yu Wei to be your helper?"

Jiang Xue nodded and said, "I am indeed..."

Before she finished speaking, Jing Ye stretched out his hand to press the lower half of her face.

His voice was low, "Then princess, give me something to exchange with you."

Jiang Xue was stunned: "What?"

Jing Ye leaned over and whispered one word.

Jiang Xue didn't seem to hear clearly, she just turned to look at him doubtfully and said, "My lord, can you speak louder? I can't hear you."

Jing Ye didn't say anything anymore. He suddenly straightened up the body in front of her, turned over and took off his boots.

Jiang Xue was shocked and said: "What is the prince doing?!"

Jing Ye quickly reached out to remove the curtain beside the bed, lifted Jiang Xue's quilt, pulled her whole body into his arms, then led her to fall backwards, and covered her head with the quilt.

Jiang Xue resisted subconsciously, but the strength in her hands and feet was no match for Jing Ye. She muffled herself in the quilt and shouted in a low voice: "Your Majesty! You are too presumptuous!"

"If you want Yu Wei," Jing Ye put his arm around her and said, "Just don't make a fuss."

"I'm tired, just take a nap and then leave."

Jiang Xue stared blankly down at the man beside her. The mask was still on his face. The moonlight filtered in through the curtain, and the mask in front of her seemed to be emitting a faint light.

Jing Ye's warm breath sprayed evenly on her neck, as if thousands of feathers were tickling her heart.

Jiang Xue felt like her face was boiling, and it was so hot that she felt uncomfortable.

The heart in the chest was beating violently, as if it would break out of the bones in the next moment.

She froze and didn't dare to move at all, for fear that any movement would deepen the physical contact between the two of them. After a long while, when Jing Ye made no other movements, she dared to move her fingers a little.

"Your Majesty," she said in a hard voice, looking at the person next to her, and said, "Do you have to wear this mask when you sleep?"

Jing Ye buried his head in her neck, the mask made her uncomfortable.

"Yeah." Jing Ye replied in a low voice.

"I've seen the prince's true appearance," Jiang Xue advised, "Why don't you take it off? It's a bit irritating... Of course, I'm not saying it's irritating, but I'm afraid you'll sleep like this all night. There will be marks on my face tomorrow."

"I don't like it." Jing Ye just replied lightly.

"What don't you like..."

"You're too noisy." Jing Ye raised his head, put it on the pillow, and said, "If you talk any more, I will only make you speechless."

Jiang Xue understood and immediately shut up. Even though Lu Qiongshuang, his own junior sister, could be tapped on her acupoints by him, Jiang Xue didn't think she was that different.

She turned to look at Jing Ye aside, lost in thought.

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