My ex-boyfriend is always pestering me [Quick Time Travel]

After staying in Yutian Palace for a while, Jiang Ya returned to his Tibetan Yan Palace. The attendants came to ask him if he wanted to go to bed, and Jiang Ya nodded.

"Your Majesty has to deal with political affairs tonight, so please turn off the external lights."

Not wanting to be bothered by the attendants, Jiang Ya dismissed them, and walked into the independent middle room in the palace alone. Inside was a bathtub, which attracted the natural heat from the ground, and the rising mist curled into smoke.

Jiang Yasu loves to be clean, and takes a dip in the bathtub every night before going to bed.

The thief enjoyed it.

He leaned his head up against the edge of the pool, and his whole body was soaked in the warm pool water, making him drowsy comfortably.

The huge room was quiet and silent, and the scent of incense burning everywhere was faint, accompanied by the dense water vapor, which condensed into some kind of lazy and strange secret gu, which penetrated into people's relaxed nerves.

A faint fragrance came suddenly, and Jiang Ya opened his eyes in surprise.

A piece of clothing that came from nowhere was floating on the water in front of him, dangling leisurely.

Jiang Ya hesitated for a moment, then walked over slowly, pinching the wet corner of her clothes.

There were no decorations on the thin robe. The moment Jiang Ya picked it up, a flower suddenly grew out of the clothes. The bright red flowers, with cold traces on the branches, had a delicate fragrance, which was especially special on the plain white clothes. Exciting.

Jiang Ya was so shocked that she unconsciously let go of her hand, and the clothes fell lightly on the water again, and the half-covered flowers looked like femme fatales.

Terrified, he couldn't help taking a step back.

A chuckle came from behind.

"Who!"

Jiang Ya suddenly turned around, staring in astonishment at the man with a long jade body standing on the pond altar. Although he was dressed in a simple Taoist robe, he couldn't hide his handsome appearance.

Those dim eyes looked down at him who had nowhere to hide in the bathtub, with a faint light shining.

Jiang Ya blushed.

See if Lao Tzu is responsible for you!

He tried his best not to be overwhelmed by the Taoist priest's aura, raised his eyes and said coldly: "Break into the harem at night, and be executed according to the law. Does the Taoist priest not want this life?"

Daoist held a smile.

"The little nobleman doesn't believe in the poor, so the poor can't help but let the little nobleman see what the poor are capable of."

Jiang Ya snorted disdainfully.

"It's just a trick of the rivers and lakes. Is this what the Taoist priest is capable of? I'm afraid he is also a liar who deceives the world."

The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly, and his low tone became dangerous.

"Pimpedao's ability...is more than that."

Jiang Ya watched in a daze as he walked down the bath step by step and approached him.

Yo yo yo!Really!

Jiang Ya, who was lying on the bed with a sore waist and weak legs the next day, was very satisfied.

Three days later, His Majesty couldn't restrain his disbelief and ecstasy when he saw the flowers really growing on the clothes.

Jiang Ya stood aside calmly, staring viciously at her Taoist priest.

Damn, don't stare at me like a traitor!

Daoist gave him a sweet smile, and slowly licked his lips.

Jiang Ya blushed, but her expression was as cold as ice.

After this test, His Majesty has firmly believed in Taoist Priest, and respected him as the only person in charge of the Longevity Palace where the alchemy was made, and assigned all other former Taoists to him as servants, even in the recent period of time. , went to the Changsheng Palace to inspect the work every day.

Because His Majesty and Daoist were both busy, Jiang Ya had a lot of free time and always went to Zhong Xian secretly.

Zhong Xian was very weak before, Jiang Ya not only urged her to practice diligently, but also took care of the attendants in Zhong Xian Palace. After improving Zhong Xian's food and living conditions, Zhong Xian finally grew up like a normal girl.

In this world, a normal girl refers to being able to hug the slender Jiang Ya.

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Ya said with difficulty: "Xian'er... you can put Brother Yan down now."

Zhong Xian put him down carefully, with a puzzled and a little depressed look on his face.

"Brother Yan, don't you like it... But I saw the Queen Mother hugging Brother Yan, Brother Yan was very happy at that time..."

Because being unhappy will make His Majesty unhappy.

Jiang Ya thought about his words and said gently: "Xian'er is still young, wait for Xian'er to grow up, and then hug your beloved."

"Xian'er is no longer young!"

Zhong Xian rolled up his sleeves angrily, exposing his strong biceps.

How did my pink and tender little princess become King Kong Barbie.

Jiang Ya looked sad.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhong Xian hesitated for a while, his voice became much softer, but he looked at Jiang Ya with bright eyes.

"Brother Yan... is Xian'er's beloved, and Xian'er wants to hug Brother Yan."

Just as Jiang Ya was about to say something, her heart suddenly moved and she smiled at her.

"Xian'er, brother Yan is your father and concubine, and belongs to His Majesty."

Zhong Xian stared at him blankly, with a naive and aggrieved tone.

"The person who belongs to the Queen Mother...couldn't it also be the person who belonged to Xian'er?"

"No."

Jiang Ya whispered meaningfully.

"No one is willing to share their possessions, Xian'er, don't you want Brother Yan to be yours alone?"

There was a trace of bewilderment on Zhong Xian's face.

It's just my own...Brother Yan.

The elder brother Yan who will seriously watch him practice, the elder brother Yan who will accompany him to eat, and the elder brother Yan who will gently hug himself to sleep on lonely nights.

Will always be with me...Brother Yan.

Her eyes gradually became clear, her expression was firm and melancholy, as if she was eagerly coveting something that did not belong to her.

"think."

It would be great if Brother Yan belonged to him alone.

Jiang Ya squatted down and patted the mud on her trousers lightly, with a careless tone.

"Unfortunately, Brother Yan can only be His Majesty's man."

Zhong Xian looked down at his long hair tied up with a red ribbon, and something seemed to be splitting all over the sky in his heart.

"Is it the Queen Mother... or Your Majesty."

so smart.

Jiang Ya raised her head slightly, her light-colored eyes reflected Zhong Xian's childish figure.

He smiled and answered irrelevant questions.

"Xian'er, Brother Yan hasn't been out of the palace for a long time, and I really miss Ningxiangzhai's plain flower cakes, can Xian'er bring some back for Brother Yan?"

Zhong Xian nodded happily, and said seriously: "Xian'er will go out to buy tomorrow!"

"Xian'er is so cute."

Jiang Ya stroked her head appreciatively.

After observing the duty and arrangement of the palace before, he taught Zhong Xian to sneak out of the palace by hiding on the vehicle that delivered fresh vegetables every day.Zhong Xian was very scared at first, because Jiang Ya couldn't accompany her, but after seeing the excitement and fun of the folk, she gradually fell in love with sneaking out of the palace to play by herself at a young age, and every time she came back, She will bring some folk gadgets to Jiangya.

If Zhong Xian goes out tomorrow, he should meet the courtesan inadvertently, and then she will recognize Zhong Xian as the daughter of someone who has been kind to her based on the birthmark. No matter what request Zhong Xian makes, the mistress will will not flatly refuse.

After drawing out the flames, whether it can ignite the prairie fire or not depends on her own ambition.