The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

At night, the old earl didn't find a chance to formally introduce his granddaughter to Lance, so he had no choice but to take Heine and leave first.

When leaving, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help laughing when he saw the reluctance and anger on Hai Ni's face.

Then after taking a shower, Jiang Zhuo came out and saw Lance in the room, he paused, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you here?"

Lance was sitting lazily on the soft sofa in the living room of his room at the moment, holding his chin to look at him, and knowingly asked, "Little princess, how old are you?"

Jiang Zhuo casually replied: "Nineteen."

"You had a good chat with that girl today?" Lance asked again with the usual tone.

Jiang Zhuo thought for a while, if listening to how much Hai Ni likes this person is considered a good conversation, then they really had a good chat.

And only then did he know that there are really many people who like Lance, like this...pervert.

According to Hai Ni's words, there are so many girls in the whole country who admire Lance like Hai Ni, but it's a pity that Lance is a non-marriage advocate.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help curling his lips when he thought of this.

——If he is not married and still "plays tricks" on him, isn't that just playing hooligans in this name.

So what Hai Ni and the others like are all illusions and skins. The Duke is a big pervert on the inside.

Constantly slandering, Jiang Zhuo suddenly heard Lance ask: "Do you want to get married?"

"..." Jiang Zhuo couldn't react for a while, he found out for a long time before he heard it wrong, and then he found his voice, "Married?"

"Yes." Lance replied politely.

"With whom?" Jiang Zhuo looked at him as if facing a formidable enemy, his train of thought was completely deviated.

... This person doesn't want to arrange for him to marry or something, does he?

Hearing this, Lance pursed his lips slightly dangerously: "Who else do you want to be with?"

Jiang Zhuo was stunned.So what this means is...

Lance got up at this moment, walked in front of him, bent slightly, held his fingertips, reflected his soft and beautiful lips on the back of his hand, and said, "Marry me, little princess."

Jiang Zhuo had just finished taking a shower at the moment, he looked a little wet, he was a little stunned when he heard this.

Subconsciously said: "Aren't you unmarried?"

Lance replied lightly: "It was before, but it is not now."

But when he saw the scene where the other party had a happy conversation with the girl, he suddenly realized that if he didn't tie her to him early and declare his sovereignty, in case of

It will be a bit troublesome for someone with bad intentions to deceive his people away

Jiang Zhuo didn't know what he was thinking, and after digesting it for a full minute, he said, "So, you want to marry me now?"

"Hmm." On Lance's handsome face, the expression was calm but sure.

Jiang Zhuo looked up at Lance's determined eyes, as if he thought he would not refuse, Jiang Zhuo pursed his lips, took his hand out of his hand, and said in a thoughtful manner: "I have to think about it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the bed. He came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and the pajamas to be changed were on the bed.

There was still a young boy's fragrance on Lance's finger, he rubbed it with two fingers, looked at the young boy's delicate back, and narrowed his eyes, "What are you thinking about, don't you want to?"

"That's not true," Jiang Zhuo turned around and smiled, "I want to consider when to agree."

Lance couldn't help curling the corners of his lips when he heard the words, the arc was barely visible, joy flashed past.

But then the boy started to provocate lazily again: "Maybe I will agree in the next second, or I may say yes in 20 years, who knows."

After hearing this, Lance's expression remained unchanged, he nodded slightly, and came to the bedside, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I just want the result."

When he said this, the young man's voice was already slightly hoarse, and Jiang Zhuo immediately dodged like a conditioned reflex: "You, don't come here."

But how could Lance listen to this kind of strong outsiders.

He casually picked up the pajamas on the bed and walked over, "Don't worry, I'm not doing anything, I just want to change your clothes for you."

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help complaining in his heart when he heard the words.

What is just thinking!This is already too much, okay?

Jiang Zhuo stretched out his hand, trying to take the pajamas from Lance's hand, and replied with a smirk: "No, how can I bother uncle, I'll do it myself."

However, Lance didn't give him a chance to grab it at all, and finally pressed him on the bed and forced him to change into pajamas.

The process... can only be said to be shameful and unbearable.

And after that, although Lance didn't say anything anymore, his behavior was all intentional or unintentional to get him to agree.

A few days later, Jiang Zhuo was finally tortured enough to raise the white flag.

Fortunately, this is not the real Middle Ages, but an overhead replica world, and there is no custom of strongly resisting same-sex marriage.

What's more, the royal family and those ministers who survived in name did not dare to object to the Duke's decision.

And those people didn't want to object, they were quite curious about what the rumored boy whom the Duke fell in love with at first sight and brought up was like.

Soon, the wedding date will be set.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or on purpose, but it's actually the same day as Lance's birthday.

The night before the wedding.

Jiang Zhuo suddenly overheard the system and said: "Jiang Zaizai, congratulations! The mission of this dungeon world is completed!"

"This time the dungeon reward points are 1106 points, but Jiang Zizai, you spent a total of 940 points in this dungeon, so the final reward points are 166 points, and the current total points are 4004 points."

Jiang Zhuo: "..."

Is it okay to only have 166 points in the end?

"By the way, Jiang Zaizai, in order to complete the task of collecting Ci Yan's soul consciousness in the future, you must spend your life with each soul consciousness."

Jiang Zhuo nodded casually upon hearing this.

Anyway, he met, and he couldn't bear to leave the other party and leave.

According to the customs of this era, he and Lance didn't meet each other during the few days of preparing for the wedding.

before the wedding.

Jiang Zhuo soaked in the hot spring for nearly two hours, and then a maid smeared lavender essential oil on his earlobes and wrists.

The young man's skin was fair and flawless, clear and transparent. Originally, the couple had to apply some makeup powder, but his skin was so fine that the maids couldn't do it. In the end, the young man simply let the young man have no makeup, and only tidied his hair.

Dazzling blond hair is finely shattered, and the usual casual look is already perfect, but after careful grooming, it becomes even more impossible to take your eyes off.

All the maids preparing in his room couldn't help but glance at Jiang Zhuo intentionally or unintentionally, and some of them blushed directly.

As for the clothing, it is embroidered with the most precious pearls, and the edges of the belt are sewn with luxurious gold and silver threads.

The wedding of the two was held in the largest church in the country. Lance did not allow only dignitaries and nobles to participate like ordinary nobles, but stipulated that all the people could watch the ceremony.

When the wedding was held, thousands of people in the capital were empty, and they all rushed to watch, blocking the inside and outside of the church.

Moreover, Lance was once the youngest commander on the battlefield, bringing peace and stability to the country today, and has a very high status in the hearts of the people across the country.

Everyone sincerely wished them well, and after seeing Jiang Zhuo, they couldn't help but praise them for being a good match.

On the spot, bards chanted for them, and musicians sang for them. When taking the oath, all the onlookers kept absolutely quiet and respectful.

Then, in front of all the people, Lance kissed Jiang Zhuo who was also wearing a men's dress.

night.

The two of them entered the room, and the room was filled with fragrant clean flower petals, bright red.

Lance gently hugged Jiang Zhuo behind him, feeling extremely satisfied with the fact that this person has completely belonged to him.

Tilting his head and biting the boy's most sensitive ear bone, Lance said in a hoarse voice, "Honey, today is my birthday."

Jiang Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, he sensed a hint of danger, and he asked nonchalantly, "Huh? So what?"

"Give me a gift."

"...What gift?" Jiang Zhuo felt the other party's cool fingers slowly undoing his belt.

Lance whispered a few words in his ear, and the more Jiang Zhuo listened, the redder his earlobe became.

Originally, he wanted to refuse righteously, but under Lance's skillful and threatening teasing, Jiang Zhuo finally compromised.

He came to the closet with bated breath and opened it.

Inside was a gorgeous and easy-to-change pure white dress.

Jiang Zhuo glanced back at Lance, the handsome and noble young man was sitting on the bed leisurely, his long legs crossed casually, and his eyes were fixed on him without blinking.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help cursing silently... Big pervert.

Under the staring eyes of the other party, he took off the complicated dress with difficulty.

The white jade-like flawless skin was exposed little by little, and exposed to Lance's vision.

Then, Lance saw that the shame-faced teenager picked up the solid-color long skirt with great reluctance.

Because he was not allowed to cut his hair during this period of time, the boy's soft blond hair grew to his shoulders again, and it was so beautiful that he couldn't distinguish between male and female.

Lance's deep phoenix eyes couldn't help but sink slightly.

Jiang Zhuo, who was not far away, was unaware of this subtle change, because he was completely shocked by the clothes in his hands.

Except for the skirt, there is only a suspender, nothing else.

The edge of the sling is pure white hollow lace, the silver buckle is small and elegant, and the slender and elastic nylon thread is connected to the thin and short inner lining and the silk hip-length outer lining.

Well

Jiang Zhuo was a little ashamed for a while, he looked at Lance, "This...?"

Lance looked at him for a moment, and his thin lips parted: "Well, I want to see."

Jiang Zhuo bit the corner of his lips when he heard the words, because of shame, his skin was unconsciously blushed, and even his knuckles, which were as white as jade, turned reddish.

Seeing this, Lance's eyes darkened, he got up and walked over.

Under the dim and ambiguous light, he looked calm, and put on little by little for the shy boy.

The pure-colored lace rolls looked especially delicious against the snow-white, quivering skin.

Lance brushed over the skin without a trace of excess intentionally or unintentionally, and then covered it with the silk underwear.

Finally, Lance narrowed his eyes and stared at the slender and ashamed beautiful boy in front of him, pursed the corners of his lips, and decided to abandon the extra long skirt outside.

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