The System Forced Me To Flirt

    From this day onwards, Zhong Lizhao would come to Jiangwan's room on time every day when it was time to eat. It's just that he still doesn't talk much, and with the habit of not eating or sleeping, he left after eating, so he couldn't say a few words to Jiang Wan almost every day.

    "..."

    But in this way, she doesn't have to worry about how to see him every day and complete her mission of earthy love words.

    But what makes Jiang Wan sad is that every day she speaks an earthy love story, he adds the heart-clearing mantra to himself five times.

    So far, there are fifty-five articles...

    The other five articles were naturally bribed by her daily meals.

    She has broken the jar now, looking at the increasing number of Qingxin mantras, her expression has become numb.

    It can be said that she has more lice now and is not afraid of itching QAQ

    For example, now, even if she has fifty-five heart-clearing mantras pressed on her body, she can finish her love words without changing her face, and then wait for Zhong Lizhao to add five more.

    She thought for a long time before racking her brains to come up with an earthy love story.

    Then cleared her throat and whispered twice, "Your Highness, Your Highness?"

    Zhong Lizhao glanced at her and took a bite of the xiaolongbao. Obviously it is a simple and ordinary Xiao Long Bao, but he eats it with a sense of exquisite and high-end.

    "Your Highness, I suspect that you are actually a book." Jiang Wan put her hands on the dining table, put her chin on it, blinked her eyes, and said seriously.

    "Otherwise why does it make me want to sleep more and more?"

    "..."

    Zhong Lizhao continued to eat breakfast without blinking his eyelids.

    Then Jiang Wan was discouraged and found that the food on the table was far greater than her charm.

    Maybe people are good-looking and look more elegant than others even when they eat. Zhong Lizhao's slender waist was outlined by a jade belt, his thin lips were red with chili peppers, and his black hair was tied together by a purple-gold crown. Zhong Lizhao, bathed in the morning light, looked fresh and delicious.

    Jiang Wan looked at him and was stunned, and kept looking at him stupidly.

    "I'll gouge out your eyeballs." He said coldly.

    Jiang Wan: "..."

    "Don't watch, don't watch." She waved her hand quickly.

    Zhong Lizhao looked at her fixedly, suddenly sighed, suddenly leaned forward, and put his hand on her forehead across the dining table.

     Gently said: "Is it because the Qingxin mantra has been copied too little? Why does it still not have a long memory?"

    Jiang Wan, who had never seen him so gentle, was stunned, and didn't even hear what he said.

    The light herbal scent invaded her surroundings aggressively, mixed with a faint refreshing scent, lingering on the tip of her nose. The distance between the two suddenly drew closer, and Jiang Wan could almost feel Zhong Lizhao's warm breath spread on her face.

    Her face turned red all of a sudden, she had never really been in love in her two lifetimes, how could she be able to withstand this scene now?

    There was a heat flow from the tip of the nose, Jiang Wan subconsciously wiped it.

    She looked down, her eyes widened and she stammered: "Blood...Blood."

    She has a nosebleed! She even looked at a man with a nosebleed!

    Jiang Wan covered her nose, hurried to the washbasin next to her, picked up the cold water and threw it on her nose.

    It's so embarrassing, don't let His Highness know that he actually saw a nosebleed.

    Zhong Lizhao looked at her fleeing back in a hurry, frowned, and called out Wei Yan, "Go and call for the imperial physician."

    "No need!" Jiang Wan was washing nosebleeds, and when she heard his words, she quickly stopped her.

    Wei Yan glanced at Jiang Wan, a little embarrassed.

    "Go and invite." Zhong Lizhao's tone was indescribable.

    "Yes." Wei Yan answered and went out to ask a doctor.

    Jiang Wan bowed her head in shame, washed the blood off her nose, covered her nose with a handkerchief, thinking about how she died would be a little happier.

    Compared to being late in public, she thought it would be better for her to find a piece of tofu and kill her.

    Zhong Lizhao did not leave immediately after finishing his meal, but sat on the side and drank slowly with a cup of tea.

    The waiting time is always long, Jiang Wan sat on the stool and covered her nose, a little restless.

    She comforted herself, the imperial doctor must not know that it was because of the nosebleed of male sex.

    Soon, the Imperial Physician came in a hurry, and it was Zhang Yuanjian who came. After he bowed, he took a handkerchief and put it on Jiang Wan's thin wrist, held his breath and began to count the pulse .

    Jiang Wan looked at him with a worried expression.

    The imperial doctor quickly stretched his brows and withdrew his hand: "The weather is hot, and the princess will inevitably have a strong anger, so the old minister prescribes the prescription and eats it."

     Coptis is bitter in taste, although it is a medicinal herb for clearing away heat and detoxifying.

    "..."

    Jiang Wan shrank his head and didn't dare to speak, he must know why he had a nosebleed, which was embarrassing.

    "Yes." Zhang Yuan agreed, looking at Jiang Wan and smiled.

    He didn't dare to ask more about this interesting story between the prince and the princess.

    Zhang Yuan ordered the medicine and left. After he left, Zhong Lizhao didn't stay much, put down the tea cup in his hand, got up and left.

    The medicine was boiled very quickly, and it was delivered by Wei Yan himself. He said, "Your Highness asked the servant to see with your own eyes, Princess, that you have drunk the medicine before you can return to your life."

    Jiang Wan: "..."

    She looked at the pitch-black bowl of medicine, which smelled bitter, and her face wrinkled into a bitter gourd face.

    "Can I not drink?" she asked in a low voice.

    "No." Wei Yan bowed and said with a smile.

    Jiang Wan glared at him angrily, picked up the medicine bowl, pinched her nose and poured it down in one breath.

    Caifeng hurriedly brought her a bowl of clear water, Jiang Wan resisted the unbearable nausea in her chest, drank a big mouthful of water, and then picked up a piece of candied fruit and threw it into her mouth.

    "Okay, you can go back and return to His Highness." Jiang Wan snorted.

    "Yes." Wei Yan bowed and said: "His Royal Highness said that the princess has five more mantras today, please copy it quickly."

    "I see." Jiang Wan responded perfunctorily.

    She still has forty articles to copy, and it doesn't matter if she has five more articles.

    After Wei Yan left, she lay down on the table and sighed, then turned to look at Caifeng, and said pitifully, "Caifeng, I want to eat fried chicken at night..."

    Caifeng couldn't see her pretending to be pitiful, so she hurriedly said distressed: "The servant will go to tell Mother Chen later and tell her to do more."

    "Okay." Jiang Wan nodded weakly with a hypocritical expression.

    Just drank such a big bowl of bitter medicine, she needs the comfort of fried chicken.

    Zhong Lizhao didn't come back for dinner at night, and he didn't know what to do. Jiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that he didn't have to face him.

    She happily finished dinner, walked in the yard for half an hour to digest, and then ran to the corridor, eating the fried chicken that Chen's mother just fried, and drinking a sip milk tea.

    She had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she asked someone to find a milk-producing cow, squeezed a lot of milk, and went into the kitchen to study milk tea.

    After doing it all afternoon, I still didn't make the taste of milk tea in the past life, but it was better than nothing.

    The sky was getting dark soon, Jiang Wan was sitting under the porch, blowing the evening breeze, no one was asked to light the lights, and occasionally there were maids walking around, only a few black piles were seen walking around .

    Originally, she was enjoying the early summer night, the sky full of stars, the chirping of insects and birds, and the gentle evening breeze, with fried chicken and milk tea, it was simply wonderful!

    But after a while, her eyes fell to the dark corners around her, and the ghost stories in her head popped out one by one.

    She shrank into the rattan chair, held the hand of Caifeng with the milk tea, and said in a leisurely tone: "Caifeng, have you heard a story?"

    "When you are walking alone at night, if someone calls you, be sure to see the person clearly before answering, otherwise...there will be an accident."

    After she finished speaking, she felt cold herself, and couldn't help shivering.

    Not to mention the maids around her, they were serving her, and they often had to walk at night. They were so frightened by Jiang Wan that they couldn't help but grab them The hands of people around you.

    Seeing that they were afraid, Jiang Wan smiled smugly, and reached for the chicken chop beside her.

    However, she came across something warm!

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    The maids also screamed, and the corridor suddenly became a mess.

    "Lights!" A cold voice sounded, everyone was screaming, but suddenly it seemed like a pause button had been pressed.

    The courageous maid recognized Zhong Lizhao's voice, and quickly took out a fire fold and lit a candle. Only then did everyone see clearly that it was Zhong Lizhao and Wei Yan.

    And Jiang Wan, who told them ghost stories, was lying in the arms of their handsome prince, holding the prince's neck tightly.

    "Get up." Zhong Lizhao coughed hard.

    Jiang Wan looked down and found herself sitting in his arms, and Zhong Lizhao's handsome face was buried on her undeveloped chest!

    Jiang Wanhao loves her breasts, she is so small, and she has to be bumped by him.

    And Zhong Lizhao also finished saying this, only to realize that the place where he and Jiang Wan were in contact was very soft, and it seemed that he would deform with a little strength.

    The girl holding her is now in tears. She wants to touch her chest but dare not touch it, so she can't help but slap him on the shoulder.

    "..." Zhong Lizhao coughed again, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

    Jiang Wan didn't see his eyes, and endured the pain to get up from Zhong Lizhao, but her eyes were red and her nose was red, as if she was being bullied.

    What a shameful thing, Jiang Wan sorted out her clothes, wiped a tear, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, why are you here?

    The sore spot was embarrassing, so she could only sniff and sniff as if nothing happened.

    Zhong Lizhao glanced at her without speaking.

    Jiang Wan puffed up her cheeks and looked a little pitiful, "For the sake of being frightened, can I copy five less heart-clearing mantras?"

    He was silent for a moment, then gave a soft "um".

    She instantly forgot the pain, pulled Zhong Lizhao and said, "His Royal Highness, come and try the fried chicken made by Mother Chen."

      Something weird.

    He lowered his eyes, looked at the plate of fried chicken next to him and asked, "Have you had dinner?"

    Jiang Wan nodded subconsciously.

    "Thank you." He nodded, motioned Wei Yan to pick up the plate of fried chicken, and told Wei Yan to push him back to the room.

    Jiang Wan was stunned for a long time before realizing that her fried chicken was gone

    She just shared it with him, not all of it!

    She stared blankly at his back, opened her mouth, and watched him disappear into the corner of the hanging flower door.