Chapter 242 The prince of the enemy country became my foreign wife (12) In his sight, the woman was looking sideways at him. Yuwen Chengye put a cold face on the stone table he held in his hand and put it back to its original position. The memory of last night emerged very clearly. Seeing her, he thought of the scene last night when she held her in her arms, called her husband, and even kissed him. Somewhat uncomfortable. in the corridor. When Jiang Xianyun saw him looking at her, his face turned pale and he took a step back. He gave him a slight salute, then turned around and left in a hurry. It looked like she was obviously very afraid of him and didn't want to have anything to do with him at all. Seeing her leaving, Yu Wen Chengye looked away indifferently. He raised his hand to signal the guards beside him.
"Go get her a cloak." "Yes, my lord." The guard responded and left. Here. When Jiang Xianyun walked to the door, he saw a tall woman in elegant clothes walking over with a blue cloak in her hand. "Madam, wait a moment. It's very cold outside. Our young master asked his subordinates to get you a cloak to keep out the cold." Jiang Xianyun stepped back slightly and waved her hand with a smile. "No, thank you." "Madam, if you have any questions, please talk to our young master! I'm just following orders." As she spoke, the woman waved her hand, put the cloak on her shoulders, and tied the belt herself. Jiang Xianyun glanced down. This cloak is very warm to keep out the cold, and it looks very furry. It is also a cloak for women, and the size is suitable. This actually made Jiang Xianyun a little embarrassed. She looked at the person in front of her and said, "Thank you, young master, for me. I will return the cloak another day." The woman who tied the cloak on her stood back and said, "There is no need to return it. This cloak will be given to Madam." Jiang Xianyun: "How good is this? I must return the cloak for no merit, so I'll leave first." She said, put on her bonnet and walked out of the prefect's mansion... In the next few days, Jiang Xianyun did not see Yuwen Chengye, nor did he go to his dreams. Until that afternoon, when Yu Wen Chengye came back from the military camp, he saw the red figure falling down on the wall at the corner of the intersection. He raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the overturned basket beside her, turned the horse's head towards the intersection, and then pulled the reins to stop. Riding on the horse, he lowered his head and looked at her condescendingly, and said, "Need help?" Hearing the sound, Jiang Xianyun raised his head and looked at Yuwen Chengye who was riding on the horse.
Seeing him, she shrank, lowered her head slightly and whispered, "No, no need." "I can do it myself." She said, enduring the pain, she got up from the ground, picked up the basket, and prepared to leave while holding on to the wall. He is really stubborn! Seeing her frail appearance, Yuwen Chengye got off the horse, grabbed her waist with one hand, picked her up, and hugged her directly onto the horse. He also turned over and sat behind her. "what are you doing. Suddenly he was carried on the horse. Jiang Xianyun was successful in his heart, but his face looked panicked and he stretched out his hands to push him away. "Let me go." "Don't be ignorant." "I can't be so kind-hearted all the time. Be quiet. If you want to fall to death, just keep moving." He said with a cold face and a hint of killing in his voice. Hearing this, Jiang Xianyun trembled slightly and did not dare to move. Yu Wen Chengye put his arm around her waist with one hand and held the reins with the other. "drive--" Yuwen Chengye rode a horse and sent the person to where she lives now. Seeing the familiar courtyard in front of him, Jiang Xianyun raised his eyes and looked at him. "This is where I live?" Yuwen Chengye said: "Otherwise? You still want to go back to the prefect's mansion with Gu." When Jiang Xianyun heard this, he blushed and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I misunderstood." Seeing the blush on her face, Yuwen Chengye was stunned for a moment. Lengda glanced away, and he turned over and dismounted, reaching out to grab her waist and hug her down. The action is rather rough. Jiang Xianyun felt pain in his waist and couldn't help but hum. "pain." She rubbed her waist gently and raised her eyes to look at him. Seeing her shouting in pain, Yuwen Chengye remained silent. This woman was made of water, and she cried out in pain even if he didn't even use his hands. Looking at the tall man standing in front of him, Jiang Xianyun whispered: "Are you the prince of Beidan Kingdom?" Yuwen Chengye: "Yeah." "Why do you have any objection to Gu's identity?" Jiang Xianyun shook his head subconsciously, waved his little hand gently and said quickly: "No, I just saw that you lived in the prefect's mansion and they called you young master, so I guessed that you were the prince of Beidan Kingdom." "Thank you for today. My husband is not here and I, a woman, cannot invite His Highness to come in and rest." Yuwen Chengye: "No need."
If he really went in with her, this woman would probably cry. Yu Wen Chengye looked at her indifferently and got on his horse. Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Xianyun called out to him. "Wait a moment." Yuwen Chengye looked down at her and said coldly: "Is there anything else?" Jiang Xianyun raised his head slightly and said, "I just want to say that the cloak you asked the guards to give me last time is still with me. Just wait a moment, I will get it and return it to you." "No need, it's just a cloak." Yuwen Chengye waved and left on horseback. Look at his leaving figure. Jiang Xianyun smiled slightly. It wasn't until the man and his horse disappeared at the end of the front that she turned around and walked into the house. Years later, the snow melted away. The weather is starting to warm up. It’s just that it’s still very cold in early spring. At the same time, a batch of grain and grass was being transported from Beidan Kingdom, and it was Yuwen Chengye's uncle Yuwen Qiwei who came. On the road at this time. His men couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, we really want to help the prince. These grains and grass are all paid for by you. How can we take advantage of the prince?" Upon hearing this, Yuwen Qiwei sneered. "What do you know? Everyone knows that my nephew is a wife-killer. No woman around him can escape death. He is a widower. He will have no children in the future. Sooner or later, this world will belong to me. . My nephew is brave and warlike. It would not be good for us to reap the benefits if he conquers this world for me." The people next to him looked complimentary after hearing this. "The prince is smart, but for the current plan, it is better for the prince to adopt a child from one of the prince's grandsons, otherwise he will be overtaken by the second prince." "Of course I understand this." can only say. They are still dreaming. That night, after Yuwen Chengye fell asleep, Jiang Xianyun went to his dream again. It was also night in his dream at this time, and the location where she appeared was in front of the window outside. She glanced around. [Xiaohua here seems to be the prefect’s mansion? 】 00985 Emperor's Childbirth System: [Yes, host, this is the study. 】 Jiang Xianyun couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He was dealing with military affairs even in his dreams. This was the so-called workaholic.