C22 Forced Marriage the Wild Wolf of the Southwest 22

"Right now, Seventh Prince has already become enemies with the Emperor and is at a disadvantage. I believe that he will soon come to beg us."

What a mess of a grudge between the royal family, his little darling wouldn't get mixed up in this sort of thing.

Jiang Yong thought as he secretly lifted the curtain to reveal his eyes.

The man's eyebrows twitched as he said in a deep voice, "Do you think he thinks highly of the weak King of Southwest?"

The shadow guard spoke honestly, "In terms of military strength, we are indeed inferior to the other princes. But, we have a strategy." I definitely won't lose to someone who doesn't have any brains and only wants to recklessly seize the throne. "

Jiang Yong slightly widened his eyes: "Royal Highness, they are creating..."

Guan Jiawei let out a heavy sigh, "I agree to his request. However, he is not qualified to be in that position."

The guard clasped his hands together, "Yes."

Guan Jiawei touched his chest area. It was a little hard. It was an ordinary letter, but it had a profound meaning to Guan Jiawei. His princess consort would be returning to the palace tomorrow.

The guard thought for a moment, then said, "Your Royal Highness, that merchant always tries to enter the east side of the city."

The man's gaze was as deep as ink. "Looking for a concubine with Jiang Family?"

"Yes."

Jiang Yong couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine when he heard them talking about his second sister. Why did the male owner know that even his second sister was happy?

"Why are you so disobedient? Didn't you tell him that the concubine of Jiang Family is about to marry into the General's Estate? " The man's voice was low.

"It is precisely because of this that he did not care about his life, wanting to stop it."

Guan Jiawei's pupils diluted: "You want to die? "That would be suicide."

Behind the curtain, Jiang Yong's eyes widened. The coldness he felt from the bottom of his feet made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

How could it be so easy to kill someone? Was this man, who had watched the royal family fight to the death and wanted to take the advantage of the situation, really that weak-looking Guan Jiawei? This was not the man he knew, this was definitely not the man he knew.

The shadow guard said, "Yes," and disappeared.

In a split-second, only Guan Jiawei and Jiang Yong were left in the room.

The male lead walked over. Jiang Yong became nervous and his breathing became heavier. Even his body was trembling.

Guan Jiawei paused for a moment before a smile gradually appeared on his face. With a gentle expression, he said, "The wangfei actually snuck back to the mansion and didn't tell me."

Jiang Yong's body froze. He slowly walked out from behind the curtain with a conflicted face. He didn't know what to say to Guan Jiawei, who was so unfamiliar to him.

"Why are you wearing so little? Let's get cold." Guan Jiawei stretched out his hand and caressed Jiang Yong's face. The icy cold feeling there made his heart ache.

Guan Jiawei took off his heavy shirt, stood on his tiptoes and draped it over Jiang Yong. Since the two of them were very close, he unconsciously kissed Jiang Yong's lips.

The man gently kissed, depicting Jiang Yong's lips, agilely opening his teeth and kissing with his lips facing each other.

Just when the man wanted to take a step further, Jiang Yong pushed him away, "Prince, don't you want to ask me?"

"Why do you ask?" Guan Jiawei's chest was moving up and down.

Guan Jiawei approached again and held Jiang Yong with both hands. His normal tone actually carried a bit of charm. "Are you going to betray me?"

Jiang Yong's entire body tensed up and he couldn't help but snort, "Your Royal Highness, stop."

"No."

After that, the booklet was thrown to the ground in a mess. On the table, the two bodies were entangled.

The next day.

This time, Jiang Yong woke up a step earlier than the male lead. Looking at the current situation, he was extremely confused.

Last night, the man's words were still lingering in his ears. Many memories that belonged to the original owner flashed through his mind.

He had once sneaked out of a temple fair. They met the well-dressed, elegant Young Noble on the busy street who was bullied by a few hooligans.

He thought that his Young Master was a little girl, so he stepped forward to save him. After saving him, he treated young master with every possible kindness. When he wanted to take advantage of the situation, young master blushed and said that he was a man. The original owner's heart was broken, and for a long time he refused to believe in the appearance of others.

Now that he thought about it, the original owner thought it was the little girl's son. It should be King of Southwest and Guan Jiawei.

Everyone knew that the direct descendant of the Jiang Family was a slut, and King of Southwest's maid must be an unbreakable person. If that was the case, it could only be his second sister, Jiang Ting.

It just so happened that shortly after the imperial edict was issued, Jiang Ting fell in love with the merchant. Thinking about the conversation between the male lead and the dark guard last night, Jiang Yong naturally understood that it was a man's premeditated plan to marry someone else.

Would it be possible to let him know of these plots in advance? Otherwise, what's the use of this Goldfinger Hands of the System!

"Cough cough, Yong?" Guan Jiawei stood up.

Casually taking a glance, Guan Jiawei grabbed Jiang Yong's wrist nervously, "Why is there a wound on your palm?"

Last night, he hadn't noticed.

Jiang Yong waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It's fine, I accidentally fell when I went back to my parents' home."

Guan Jiawei narrowed his eyes.

The male lead stared at his bare hands. Jiang Yong covered the male lead with the only piece of cloth he had.

He frowned, "Why is your body so hot?"

Guan Jiawei's pale face turned slightly red: "Do you even need to ask why?"

"…" Jiang Yong tried his best to stop his brain from thinking that way, but the male lead had repeatedly destroyed his purity.