The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 198 Why do we have to hide our tracks when we first meet?

What Chu Jian didn't know was how many tears Jing Muyang had shed in the countless nights since he returned to Beijing from Bitao Valley last year.

People say that men don't shed tears easily, but that's just not the case until they are sad.

Jing Muyang was held in the crook of Chu Jian's neck, filled with Chu Jian's fragrance, mixed with the smell of milk filling his entire nostrils. The two firm breasts pressed against his chest, making him a little distracted, and his hands unconsciously wandered all over her body.

"Mu Yang..." Chu Jian stopped his hand from moving towards her chest.

Jing Muyang's Teddy Bear attributes haven't changed at all. How on earth can he be so lustful and yet so abstinent?

Jing Muyang stopped, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and calmed down.

Then he continued to take off her clothes, "Change your clothes first. Qingye will come back to you later and send you a few maids and nannies to take care of you and Siming."

As Jing Muyang spoke, he took off her clothes and then put on the prepared clothes for her one by one.

Each lace was tied so beautifully, each button was fastened so carefully, the lapels and sleeves were neatly arranged, and finally he took the waist collar and tied it for her. He even put on her stockings and shoes with his own hands, then washed his hands and face, and pulled her to sit in front of the dressing table, and carefully combed her hair.

She was a little dazed when they first met. Just the day before, Fuso also changed her clothes and tied her hair. Although he only gave her outer clothes, he was as gentle and careful as Jing Muyang.

Chu Jian shook his head. Why did Fuso pop up in his mind again? Did he really have feelings for Fuso?

This question made Chu Jian startled.

"What's wrong? Did you pull your hair?" Jing Muyang touched her head, "I'll be gentler."

"No, it wasn't pulled." Chu Jian stroked his hair uncomfortably, "I... I'll comb it myself."

"I want to comb your hair." Jing Muyang kissed the top of her head and slowly started combing her hair.

In the past, he often combed her hair. After a while, she had tied her hair into a bun, inserted the white jade hairpin that she used to wear, and put on some light makeup. She looked fresh, refined, playful and cute, just like before.

Chu Jian appeared to be silent and let Jing Muyang do what he wanted, but in fact her heart was in turmoil and she beat herself over and over again.

Damn girl, scumbag girl! How can you have feelings for two people at the same time!

Damn girl, scumbag girl! How could you treat Jing Muyang like this! How could you!!

"Princess?" Jing Muyang felt something was wrong when they first met.

"Hmm?" Chu Jian's thoughts were called back. He rubbed his hands on his legs uncomfortably, looked in the bronze mirror a few times, and stood up tentatively, "It looks good. Let's... let's go see Siming."

"Okay." Although Jing Muyang felt the awkwardness of the first meeting, he did not ask any further questions. In the past year or so, many things must have happened to her that were inconvenient to talk about. He wanted to know but did not dare to think too much about it.

No matter what, Chu Jian is back, back to him, and he will not and does not want to be separated from her again.

Jing Muyang picked up his crescent-white coat of the same color and handed it to her, smiling, "I want the princess to change my clothes for me."

Chu Jian took it with a blushing face and put it on him carefully, finally tying the waist collar and straightening the hem.

"Okay, let's go." Chu Jian said softly.

Jing Muyang had been staring at her straight. She didn't dare to look up at him when she first met him. As soon as she put his clothes on, she withdrew her hand and wanted to turn around, but Jing Muyang hugged her and said, "No, you haven't put on the jade pendant yet."

After saying that, he took out his token from the box on the table. There were two pieces of jade hanging on the sash, one big and one small. One was engraved with the word "war", which was Jing Muyang's token, and the other was an empty token with a warm and lustrous luster.

"Unpolished jade?" Chu Jian took it and examined it carefully. Although it was a little different, the texture and patterns were from the same raw stone as the War King's Order. She could recognize it. Before, she thought that her unpolished jade was shattered in the fire.

"Come, I'll put it on you." Jing Muyang took the unpolished jade from his jade pendant and carefully put it on Chu Jian's waist. He then put his own pendant on as well, and then he showed a gratified smile.

When he first met her, she was his princess, so naturally she had to wear the green jade phoenix pendant from Prince Zhan’s palace.

When I first saw and touched this unpolished jade, I felt very sad. Jing Muyang probably kept wearing it like this. He missed her every day.

"Muyang..." She couldn't help but shed tears when they first met. Jing Muyang's love for her has always been much greater than her love for Jing Muyang.

"Don't cry, don't ruin your freshly applied makeup." Jing Muyang quickly wiped away her tears and kissed her again, "Let's go, first go see Siming, then go find Dieyi. Qingmu said this morning that he found Mr. Fanglin, and there are many doctors on their way to the palace. There are many things to deal with today, don't worry, just stay with me."

"Yeah." Chu Jian agreed. They did have a lot of things to deal with. The most important thing was to get rid of the poison in Siming and her body first, otherwise it would be like a bomb that could explode at any time.

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Many people gathered in the garden of Prince Zhan's mansion, all looking for the ice butterfly.

When Jing Muyang got up in the morning, he took a quick look around Xiu Garden. The ice butterfly that usually flew around him and circled around him for a while did not appear today. He asked people to expand the range and search the entire Zhan Palace.

Just when Chu Jian had finished feeding Siming, Mr. Fang Lin returned home.

"Girl." Mr. Fanglin was heavily exposed and it seemed that he had returned to Beijing from another place overnight.

"Master!" Chu Jian went to greet him, "Master, where have you been?"

"I went to Yuzhou." Mr. Fanglin simply answered and turned to Jing Muyang and saluted, "Your Highness, the King of War."

"Mr. Fanglin." Jing Muyang stood up and returned the greeting. "I wonder if Mr. Fanglin gained anything from his trip to Yuzhou?"

"Your Highness, Prince Zhan, we both know that Chu Jian is the Holy Maiden of the Tianshan Holy Land. Right now, the girl and Siming are in danger. Please don't hide anything from your Highness about what Chu Jian was like when she was stranded on the streets in Yuzhou."

Mr. Fanglin went straight to the point. He went to Yuzhou to inquire about Chu Jian's background.

Since Chu Jian was the Saint Maiden of Tianshan, how did she come to Yuzhou and how did she become the buried princess of King Zhan?

In particular, he deduced that the ice cardamom on Chu Jian's body might have broken out once, but why was it inexplicably controlled without leaving any clues? This was very intriguing.

Jing Muyang waved his hand to signal his servants to leave.

"Mr. Fang Lin, you've overthought. Chu Jian is indeed not the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister, but I also didn't know she was the Saint of Tianshan. As for how she got to Yuzhou, I don't know either.

All I know is that the prime minister's eldest daughter died at the beginning of the year, and when the prime minister asked the wet nurse for a replacement and they couldn't give one, they just picked up a dying homeless beggar from the street to make up the number.

This prince killed them to prevent that damn family from ruining the princess's reputation, and also to give Chu Jian a reasonable and suitable background, I let her replace the identity of the prime minister's eldest daughter.

As for the rest, I really don’t know anything, and I can’t find out where she came from.”

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