Chapter 3 (1/2)

He did not turn off the light, so quietly staring at her sleeping face.

She was indeed beautiful, more beautiful than the imperial concubine who was favored by her beauty in the palace. However, he liked to see the pit between her forehead most, and he liked to see her own chagrin that she disliked. That was probably the true feeling that she rarely showed outside of bed.

With the help of ghosts and gods, Xu Jin bowed his head and gently kissed the small pit.

Not long after lying down, the woman around him came up, shrunk in his arms, arched, and hugged him religiously.

Xu Jin glanced at her, turned sideways, pulled up the falling brocade quilt, and rubbed her smooth back.

This time, he has a plan in mind. When he comes back, he will be praised by his father, but the prince will not be happy.

Prince

If she wants to climb a high branch, why not choose the same gentle and handsome prince, but choose the seven emperor Shu'an, who has no intention of political affairs? Because King Ann doesn't have a princess?

Xu Jin sneered, not to mention that an Wang didn't like her. Even if he did, he couldn't marry a daughter of a common son who had left him.

The woman in her arms suddenly murmured discontentedly, and Xu Jin realized that it was his strength in his hands.

He slowly let go of his hand.

In retrospect, this woman is still smart. She knows that she can only rely on him in her life, so she can stay with him safely and peacefully. She doesn't know if she will choose another branch in case of an accident in the battlefield?