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Chapter 6 Changing clothes

However, at the age of just getting hairpins, she is so delicate and charming, as if she has it in her bones.

He tied the gauze and handed over a handkerchief. She took it obediently and wiped the stains on her body, but the blood on her skirt had dried and was probably ruined.

Chi Yuan frowned. She thought he disliked the blood stains on her body, so he immediately moved away. But he just looked at it for a moment, then reached out and took out a set of clothes from the dark cabinet and threw it to her.

"Changed."

A set of silk gauze and gold silk embroidered long skirts. The fabrics of the skirt and outer blouse are extremely thin. Although it looks very valuable, in the dead of winter, is this going to freeze her to death?

But since he gave it to her, she had no reason not to change it.

Zhao Yi arranged the clothes in his hands, put them aside in a clean place, and began to take off his outer shirt.

After taking off her coat, she glanced at him again: "Your Majesty..."

"how?"

"The servant needs to change clothes..."

"Change." He rewarded her with one word, and she immediately blushed.

"But the prince is looking at me like this, I..."

"What are you afraid of?" There was a smile on his lips, which made her tremble with fear.

Prince Huainan is probably not the ruthless lunatic that people say, but a gangster instead?

It's just that such vile words came out of his mouth, which really made it hard to feel any hatred. After all, with that face there, even if it was insulting, it seemed like she was taking advantage of him.

If he refused to avoid it, she could only take it off layer by layer.

The middle coat was taken off, and only the two inner pieces of fabric were hanging on her body. He still looked at her, his eyes moving.

Zhao Yi looked like a cooked shrimp. At first, his face was just a little hot, but later his whole body seemed to be on fire, and his originally fair skin turned pink.

lecher!

She was annoyed but didn't dare to curse, so she could only quickly pick up the clothes on the side and turn her back.

She shook off her top in a panic and just put it on when something suddenly sank behind her. Her shoulders were grabbed by someone and she immediately fell down. He pressed her down and blocked her lips.

His eyes were scarlet, and it was obvious that he had been holding back for a long time.

Her eyes trembled and panicked, and she looked at him with wide eyes: "Your Majesty..."

He is inferior to tens of thousands of people, and millions of people call him "Prince" wherever he goes, but no one has ever called him so attractive.

It was like a barbed hook, tugging at his nerves.

He didn't answer and lowered his head to kiss her.

In just one cup of tea, the two people outside the car heard a thin rustling sound coming from inside. The sound made them blush and their hearts beat, Wuhen looked embarrassed, and whipped the riding crop in their hands so loudly that it made a loud noise.

Zhao Yi was sweating like rain, his voice was out of tune, and he felt dizzy.

She leaned her head on his chest and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Your Majesty, my family..."

"Change your self-identity."

His low and hoarse voice came from her chest, and she paused: "But it stands to reason... I don't deserve a name anymore."

The Southern Dynasty was dead. She, a relative of the emperor, had no other name. She was his prisoner.

Chi Yuan was silent for a long time. Just when she thought he wouldn't answer again, she suddenly heard him say: "Yi'er."

She opened her eyes and looked up at him.

He left her his name, maybe it was charity, maybe it was pity, but it was definitely not love.

The nanny who had helped her find out what was going on in the capital had warned her before - falling in love with the Prince of Huainan would most likely make her tired of living.

There were many wives and concubines in his house, all beauties who threw themselves into his arms, so many that he couldn't even name them. They were jealous of him and fought to the death for him. In the end, they were not as important as a good horse in his stable.

Being able to receive a name from him like her would probably make those women who regard him as their everything go crazy with jealousy.

She remained silent, and Chi Yuan frowned: "Don't like it?"
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