Quick Wear: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

The Little Princess in the Palace (35)

  "Actually, I can go down if I'm careful."

  Ruan Ruan, who was pressed on the bed to feed, couldn't help but speak.

  Another spoonful was fed to her mouth, and the gorgeous voice was transmitted to her eardrum with magnetism, "Be obedient, I will help you apply the medicine later."

  His waist was pinched hard in a private part, but he did not show any anger. Instead, the smile on his lips and eyebrows widened.

  "Can you feed me after you finish eating?"

  Ruan Ruan asked subconsciously, "Haven't you eaten it before?"

  Qi Guanyao was so angry that he laughed. It seemed that she thought she had eaten all the food alone.

  His index finger scraped across the tip of her upturned nose.

  "You little heartless bastard, I'm waiting for you. From now on, I will be with you."

  Ruan Ruan stopped talking and chewed the food in her mouth silently.

  One person feeds another, and the scene is extremely harmonious.

  Then, the roles were reversed.

  Qi Guanyao stared at Ruan Ruan with burning eyes, as if what he was chewing in his mouth was not food but her.

  Ruan Ruan held the jade with her slender fingers and put the food into his mouth.

  I can't take it back for a while.

  Fortunately, the material is hard, otherwise there might be a few more teeth marks of His Majesty on it.

  ...

  She was exhausted from feeding him a meal, and she put down her chopsticks as soon as he said it was enough.

  The palace servants took away their belongings and left the hall.

  Qi Guanyao took out a jar of transparent ointment, hooked up a large lump with his middle finger, and was about to take action.

  Ruan Ruan was a little embarrassed, "...or...I'll do it myself."

  She really couldn't imagine that scene. Just watching him dig out the ointment made her feel hot.

  My head is a little dizzy.

  After hearing what he said, she immediately lost her ability to resist and let him do what he wanted.

  ...

  ...

  "alright."

  Qi Guanyao withdrew his hand and calmly wiped the remaining moisture on his hand with a handkerchief.  

  Ruan Ruan buried herself in the quilt, not even wanting to touch the air, feeling extremely ashamed and angry.

  Qi Guanyao did not forcefully lift the quilt. He gently hugged Ruan Ruan through the quilt.

  "Your former maid has been found. Don't you want to meet her?"

  Hearing this, Ruan Ruan reluctantly crawled out from under the quilt, leaving only her head exposed.

  Her hair was messy and stuck to her back, and her face was flushed.

  When I felt the fresh air, I couldn't help but breathe a few times.

  "I'm going to see you. I'm going to get up." There was even a barely noticeable gasp in his voice.

  This time Qi Guanyao did not stop her. Instead, he took the initiative to help her up and picked up her clothes for her.

  Her fingertips moved across a closet of dresses of different colors before she finally chose one.

  The red dress is dotted with small silver beads, revealing her true intentions.

  He handed her the clothes and spoke tentatively.

  "I have asked someone to choose a few auspicious dates. Are you willing to... marry me?"

  Ruan Ruan's hands froze, "Are you going to make me the queen?"

  "You don't want to?"

  "No. I just think... it's a little too fast. Give me a little more time, okay?"

  How long has it been since you last got married?

  This is really unfair to him.

  We will definitely meet at the wedding.

  "Can you wait a little longer?" Ruan Ruan leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

  He only touched it lightly for a moment and then quickly withdrew.

  Qi Guanyao stroked the place where she kissed with his fingers, a storm gathering in his eyes, his emotions rising and falling but he didn't want her to know.

  "Okay, I'll wait for you."

  Hearing that he agreed, Ruan Ruan subconsciously relaxed a little, and a smile appeared on her face again.

  Qi Guanyao looked at Ruan Ruan like this, and the depth in his eyes continued to grow. But facing her, the smile on the corner of his lips widened.

  ——She still couldn't forget him.

  ...

  (End of this chapter)