C17 Forced Marriage the Wild Wolf of the Southwest 17

He was purely afraid that his identity as a beautiful man would be exposed, and that it would be difficult for him to be the male lead. Otherwise, he wouldn't have refused to have this little beauty help him bathe. He might even invite them.

It was a pity that this little girl was not able to be part of his harem. Jiang Yong felt helpless and said: "Stand up."

"Yes …" The maidservant obediently went forward to help Jiang Yong. Jiang Yong refused with a smile: "You can leave, I'll do it myself."

"But …"

Jiang Yong had a smile on his face, but he pretended to be serious: "Are all my words useless?"

Her head shook like a rattle. "No, no, no."

"Go out, be good." Jiang Yong reached out his hand and rubbed the girl's head. Ye Zichen comforted her, who was so shocked by him.

The servant girl was surprised and slowly backed away as her master closed the door. Outside the door, the maidservant stretched out her hand in a daze, touching the spot that the wangfei had touched a moment ago, her face slowly turning red.

The princess was truly gentle.

System Lianlian knew of everything and lamented: The Host is truly a demon that will harm others.

Suddenly, he took it out from the host's bosom. Then a wave of heat filled it in an instant.

"You want to scald me to death!" The small wings flew straight.

Jiang Yong, who was being dumped, laughed happily, "Isn't this what you call pouring water into your head?"

"Just you wait!" The System threatened.

Jiang Yong ignored him and took a bath on his own. Seeing the red marks on his body, he couldn't help but feel satisfied.

Last night, happy.

He would still be unable to escape from what he had to face. Jiang Yong washed his body and met the prince during breakfast. His face was pale and weak. Although he was usually like this as well. But today, he gave Jiang Yong a special feeling.

I love him dearly.

The moment this thought came out, Jiang Yong scared himself half to death. He knocked his head, slowly walked up, and seemed unwilling to sit by the prince's side.

In the end, the prince who had always doted on his wife actually stood up and distanced himself from her.

Jiang Yong was surprised: There are so many people here, is the male lead not giving me face?

When Guan Jiawei stood up, he frowned and silently held his waist.

"Your Highness, could it be that you've caught a cold? Your complexion doesn't look too good." Liu Xiya walked up and supported Guan Jiawei, telling him to sit in another seat.

Jiang Yong stared at Guan Jiawei's hand that held onto his waist and frowned when he sat down. How could Jiang Yong not know about this? This was clearly the result of overexercise at night.

However, other than on the night of the wedding, Jiang Yong had never touched the prince, so how could he have been injured until now?

Could it be …

Jiang Yong's face turned green: Did he really think the male lead would give him the same treatment?

In Jiang Yong's subconscious, he had made the male lead green. This was nothing, he even thought it was normal, men were just men. But if the man had given him green, he could not.

Strong male chauvinism caused Jiang Yong's anger to skyrocket. He endured Guan Jiawei's conversation with his other concubines and finished his breakfast in silence.

Then, when the male lead said he was full and left, Jiang Yong also stood up and left.

"Bam!"

Guan Jiawei was pushed open by someone when he closed the door of the study room. His already weak body was pulled even more painfully.

"Why does it look so uncomfortable? Didn't Prince read the book last night, and instead went to practice martial arts?" Jiang Yong pinched the male lead's chin, causing him to look up at him.

Anger was a devil, Jiang Yong had completely forgotten that the male lead was a king. At this moment, he felt that his private property had been sullied by someone else. He had to find that piece of trash and cripple him.

"It hurts." Guan Jiawei lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Yong's hand, "Let go, you're hurting This King."

"You know pain, but it's still so painful for you to play with?" Jiang Yong sneered. The impatience in his heart made him very uneasy, but he didn't know what to do.

Guan Jiawei didn't understand what Ye Zichen meant, he just looked at Ye Zichen in confusion.

Jiang Yong loosened his grip on Guan Jiawei's chin and slapped the softest spot behind him without any hesitation.

Guan Jiawei's body went limp and he fell into Jiang Yong's arms. His body was trembling uncontrollably from the pain. How could this person be so bad? Last night, he had tortured him endlessly, but today, he had even added fuel to the fire.

Jiang Yong suppressed his anger and raised his eyebrows, "King of Southwest, how can you do this to me!"

"So painful …" Guan Jiawei's tears gradually filled his eyes.

Jiang Yong was sure that he had been caught red-handed, but when he saw that the male lead was so weak, his heart softened and he couldn't bear to push him away.

As a result, the male owner himself slowly withdrew from his embrace. After spending so much time with him, he naturally knew what Jiang Yong was thinking. He was already so familiar with Jiang Yong, but even he couldn't recognize Jiang Yong.

Ridiculous, pathetic.

Jiang Yong was dispirited, "Prince, did you..." He couldn't say it out loud. If the male lead really admitted it, then he …

"What's an imperial concubine? Go ahead and say it." Guan Jiawei's breath was filled with pain.

"A reunion." Jiang Yong spoke in a very obscure manner.

Guan Jiawei was stunned. With a sad expression, he continued, "Yes."

Jiang Yong raised his eyes. He suddenly panicked when he saw the man's determined look.