Prince of Prey's Little Ginseng Extract [Transmigration Book]

When Jiang Ling asked the reason, the Ninth Prince faltered and refused to say.

Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes and threatened: "If you don't invite me, I will tell His Highness that you invited me."

Seeing that Huyou couldn't pass, the Ninth Prince made a bitter face: "Aren't I worried that the prince and brother will be unhappy if he finds out?"

"Isn't it a very common banquet? Why is Your Highness angry?" Jiang Ling was puzzled, "I went out with you before, and Your Highness never got angry."

"How should I put it, the prince and brother won't be angry in other places, 'Mirage' is different," looking into Jiang Ling's clear eyes, the Ninth Prince couldn't explain, "In short, you know, 'Mirage' can watch songs and dances , there are many beautiful men and women..."

"I see," Jiang Ling realized when talking about singing and dancing, "Are you worried that His Highness will be jealous?"

"You said that, I didn't say it." The Ninth Prince almost jumped up.

"Your worries are not unreasonable. His Highness was jealous when he was watching the song and dance in the palace before, but he still refused to admit it. Otherwise, I wouldn't tell him where I went?" Jiang Ling thought about it, and thought it was impossible, " Or, invite His Highness to go with you?"

"Brother Prince has gone, we will definitely not be able to enjoy ourselves," Ninth Prince was also distressed, "Shall I ask Cao Hongli to change places?"

"You don't need to change the place for me. It's okay. I'll talk to His Highness. If it's really impossible, I'll tell him when I come back to play."

The Ninth Prince looked at him with a begging look on his face: "Brother Jiang, I entrust my life to you. If the prince and emperor know that I invited you, the master will definitely try to punish me for copying books. Last time I copied the books consecutively. It took five days to finish copying, and I really don’t want to copy any more.”

"So scary?" Jiang Ling knew about copying books. His handwriting was not very good-looking. He once thought about practicing calligraphy, but gave up after practicing a few sheets.

"No, such a thick book, I feel like my hand will break after copying it." Ninth Prince stretched out his hand to compare the thickness.

"Okay, I won't tell His Highness."

Even if Jiang Ling didn't tell, Xiao Shengyun would know what happened in the East Palace, but Jiang Ling couldn't hide things, so he still told Xiao Shengyun.

"Does Your Highness know about 'Mirage'? I want to play there."

"Why did Ling'er suddenly want to go to 'Mirage'?" Of course Xiao Shengyun knew that this newly opened restaurant was opened when they went to the palace. In just two months, the business was very prosperous.

"It's Cao Hongli, who held a small banquet there, and invited us to have fun." After all, Jiang Ling remembered what the Ninth Prince said, so she didn't confess him.

"The business of 'Mirage' is very good, and there are many things to play in, so you can go if you want to play."

Jiang Ling turned over and pressed onto Xiao Chengyun's body: "Your Highness agreed so easily?"

"Ling'er wants to go out with friends, can Gu stop it?" Xiao Shengyun put his arms around Jiang Ling's waist and looked at him, "In Ling'er's heart, Gu is so unkind?"

"No," Jiang Ling was a little embarrassed when he misunderstood Xiao Chengyun, and turned his head to avoid Xiao Shengyun's gaze, "It's just that His Highness didn't seem very happy when watching the song and dance last time, thinking that His Highness also..."

"You'll be unhappy too?" Xiao Shengyun interrupted Jiang Ling's words, and supported his head towards her.

Jiang Ling nodded slightly.

"Gu is very happy that Ling'er considers Gu's mood." Xiao Chengyun patted Jiang Ling's head, "Gu will not restrict what Ling'er can do, as long as Ling'er can always think about Gu."

Jiang Ling was even more embarrassed by Xiao Chengyun's words, she took off the strength on her arms, and lay on the man's body: "You shouldn't think about Your Highness like that..."

Xiao Shengyun kissed on top of his head.

After laying on the ground for a while, Jiang Ling propped herself up and rubbed upwards: "Your Highness, I will give you a kiss."

After finishing speaking, he took the initiative to cover the man's lips.

Xiao Chengyun put his arms around his waist with one hand, and pressed the back of his head with the other, deepening the kiss.

The person he likes obediently stays in his arms, defenseless, and actively hooks his own with his tongue, Xiao Shengyun's eyes are getting darker and darker.

Jiang Ling lay on top of him, clearly aware of his reaction.

"Your Highness..."

"This time, Ling'er took the initiative to send it to my door." Xiao Chengyun's voice was hoarse.

Jiang Ling moved her fingers.

Xiao Chengyun grabbed his hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, "This time change the place."

"Where else can I change?" Jiang Ling was slightly taken aback.

Xiao Chengyun turned over and pulled the boy under him, "Ling'er doesn't need to do anything."

The clothes fell to the ground and intertwined.

The candlelight flickered, and the figures swayed.

A suspicious voice came from the young man in the tent: "Your Highness, this bottle seems to be sent by Yue Zhang last time."

The ointment is warmed by body temperature.

"Is Ling'er sure you want to mention another man's name at this time?"

"I'm just telling the truth, Your Highness is so unreasonable."

"Yes, I'm unreasonable, Gu Ling'er, move closer together."

The man's breathing increased.

Jiang Ling put her hand on the man's shoulder, exerting force unconsciously, leaving a scratch.

"Why is Ling'er like a kitten, loves to scratch people?"

"I'm not a kitten."

"Cut Ling'er's nails tomorrow."

There was slight pain from the place where it was caught.

Xiao Chengyun did not take the boy's hand off, but let him use himself as a scratching board, scratching it from time to time.

Sweaty and stained with other things, Jiang Ling leaned against the head of the bed with a tired look.

Xiao Shengyun called for hot water, tested the temperature of the water, and carried the boy into the tub.

"Your Highness, we just..."

Jiang Ling's hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his face, Xiao Chengyun brushed it away with his hand: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable, but it's a little strange. It seems that there are still..." Jiang Ling honestly expressed her feelings, noticing the man's darker eyes, and gradually losing her voice.

The hot water relieved fatigue, Jiang Ling soaked in the water and moved her legs.

The hands are not uncomfortable, but the legs...

The lingering feeling left Jiang Ling with the illusion that the man hadn't left yet.

"It always feels like His Highness is still there."

Xiao Shengyun's breath stagnated: "If Ling'er is not tired, we can do something else."

Jiang Ling shook her head hastily: "I'm so sleepy, Your Highness, wash up quickly, and go to sleep after washing."

His fingertips slid across the red marks, and a huge storm seemed to be brewing in his gentle and tender tone: "If you want to go to bed early, don't recruit orphans."

The man at this moment was too dangerous, Jiang Ling closed her mouth, and after a while, she began to feel drowsy.

Xiao Shengyun washed Jiang Ling carefully and carried him back to the bed.

Lying on the clean mattress, Jiang Ling yawned.

"Go to sleep when you're tired." Xiao Chengyun pressed the back of his hand to the boy's cheek.

Jiang Ling was indeed tired. It was already past the time for him to fall asleep normally. After closing his eyes, he heard the sound of even breathing after a while.

Xiao Chengyun sat by the bed, looked at him softly for a while, took the hand of the young Jiang Ling that was holding onto the hem of his clothes, and put it to his lips for a kiss.

He asked the imperial physician that the recipient would suffer a lot for the first time, and he had to be well prepared. Jiang Ling always looked ignorant. people.

It's just the legs that have already made him fascinated. Xiao Shengyun can't imagine what kind of bliss it will be when he really has a boy.

Not just the body, more satisfaction comes from the soul.

When she woke up the next day, except for some discomfort in her legs, Jiang Ling didn't feel anything else.

Mainly manifested in the strange posture when walking, Jiang Ling nestled on the soft couch all day long and didn't move much.

When the Ninth Prince came to look for Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling still felt a little unwell, but it was not as serious as it was at the beginning, and walking didn't affect much.

"Brother Jiang, everything is ready, let's go." As soon as the ninth prince finished speaking, he saw the prince who had changed into casual clothes come out from the inside.

"Brother Prince, this is..."

"Your Highness is going out of the palace too." Jiang Ling raised her head and asked Xiao Shengyun to straighten his collar.

There were faint hickey marks on his neck, and he was wearing a normal suit with a relatively high collar, so all the marks were covered under the clothes.

Feeling the prince's gaze sweeping over him, the Ninth Prince always felt that the prince was well aware of his invitation to Jiang Ling.

She shrank her neck, not daring to say much.

Xiao Shengyun had other things to do, so he didn't ride in a carriage with them. As soon as he left the palace, the Ninth Prince started talking.

"Brother Jiang, have you told the prince and brother where we are going?"

Jiang Ling's favorite snacks were prepared in the carriage, Jiang Ling picked up a piece of pine nut candy and took a bite: "I know."

"You told him?"

"Don't worry, I didn't tell him that you invited me. Your Highness said, I can go anywhere I want." After chewing the pine nut candy, Jiang Ling took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, "Don't worry, Your Highness won't do anything."

The Ninth Prince thought about it carefully. Before parting, the Crown Prince did not say anything. He must have been worrying too much. "It seems that the Crown Prince is not so assertive. I thought he would be unhappy when he heard it."

There is some unhappiness, but the ferocious beast that has been fed is very talkative, so it decided to make an exception and not pursue this matter.

The Ninth Prince shook off the worries in his heart, and began to introduce "Mirage" endlessly.

"There are many performances in 'Mirage'. The performers come from various places, not only from Daqi, but also from other small countries. Their singing and dancing are very different from ours..."

Chatting all the way until the carriage stopped, the Ninth Prince stopped talking.

Jiang Ling and the Ninth Prince got out of the carriage. They were all dressed in normal clothes. The waiter stepped forward to greet them, and the Ninth Prince handed over a wooden sign.

The waiter smiled more sincerely: "You two distinguished guests, please come with the villain."

Passing through the busiest lobby, to the third floor, the waiter stopped in front of a wooden door.

There were regular knocks on the door, and after a while, the door opened from the inside.

"Jiang Gongzi, Jiu Gongzi, come in quickly, I will wait for you."

Jiang Ling saw Zhan Lezhang and hadn't seen him for a while, Zhan Lezhang looked a little pale.

"Moe Zhang didn't intend to come, but he agreed to come when he heard that you would come. He fell ill after returning to Beijing, so he never came out to attend the appointment." The Ninth Prince explained.

Jiang Ling walked to Zhan Lezhang and sat down: "You are not in good health, so you don't need to come out."

"It's okay, the old man is sick, come out to get some air, maybe the illness will heal sooner."

Jiang Ling observed him for a while, making sure that he wasn't pushing himself, so she brought up the topic.

"The performance of 'Mirage' will not be seen until the hour, let's sit here for a while, I ordered some food, everyone will use some first."

There are waiters serving dishes one after another.

Every dish here has both color and fragrance. From the outside, it seems that it is not food, but a work of art.

Jiang Ling was about to grab a dish when Zhan Lezhang stopped her.

He looked over suspiciously.

"You can't eat these." Zhan Lezhang pointed to his neck.

"What happened to my neck?"

Zhan Lezhang leaned over and lowered his voice: "I saw the mark on your neck. You have made out with the prince, so you can't eat too stimulating food."

Seeing Jiang Ling's confused expression, he immediately felt that the prince was unreliable: "Could it be that the prince didn't tell you not to eat it every time?"