The System Forced Me To Flirt

    "Meow~" Xueqiu let out a milky voice, stretched her waist, and put on a charming and moving posture, as if she was cooperating with Jiang Wan.

    "Take it out, this king doesn't want to see it." Zhong Lizhao frowned.

    Jiang Wan sat beside the bed, tilted her head without looking at him, and said in a firm tone, "No, who made your Highness murder me."

    "When did this king kill you?" Zhong Li Zhao stood at the door of the inner room and asked.

    "I don't even remember when you were murdered, I really am not your little treasure." Jiang Wan looked at him accusingly, full of dissatisfaction in her apricot eyes.

    “…”

    When did she become her own baby, why can't she remember?

    However, he wisely did not ask this question, otherwise, with the temperament of the princess, he would have really driven him to the study to sleep.

    He coughed lightly, and said a little embarrassedly: "Why aren't you the king's little... little baby?"

    If it wasn't out of time, Jiang Wan couldn't help laughing at this moment. Zhong Lizhao's life is elegant, and he is usually a gentleman, so when he says this, he is unexpectedly cute.

    She lowered her head and stroked Snowball's hair again and again, noticing his expression from the corner of her eye.

    Jiang Wan has already figured out Zhong Lizhao's temper. He doesn't take a tough attitude, but if he tries his best to act like a spoiled child, maybe he will compromise.

    But this time, Zhong Lizhao's attitude was very firm, and it was rare to reject her in principle, "No, just stay in Chang'an obediently."

    "You just don't worry about waiting for Concubine Rou's blessing to come back, but you can't explain that you are not pregnant yet? This king has gone to the frontier, so you have reason to prevaricate it." Xu Shi thinks She would be angry, and his tone softened a little.

    "Go to bed early, this king will go to sleep next door, as for this cat..." Zhong Lizhao glanced at it and said displeasedly, "It is not allowed to sleep on the bed."

    "..." is really a person with principles!

    Jiang Wan looked at his back when he went out, took Snowball into his arms, touched his chin and said, "It seems that I have to find another way..."

    Zhong Lizhao left without eating much at night. She sat on the bed with a snowball in her arms for a while, asked the maids to warm up the food, and sat down at the dining table again to eat a bowl of rice.

    As for Zhong Lizhao, she asked Chen's mother to give him a bowl of chicken shredded noodles, and asked the maid to give it to Wei Yan, and then walked around the room for a while to digest, and when it was getting late, He Liu Yu gave Xueqiu a bath together, and carried Xueqiu to the bed.

    The snowball that had just taken a bath was white and soft, and there was a fragrance on her body. Jiang Wan couldn't put it down and hugged it for a long time before she fell asleep.

    In the next few days, Zhong Lizhao suddenly became busy, leaving early every day and returning late, and he didn't even have time to eat with Jiang Wan.

    The two of them lived in the same courtyard and the rooms were next to each other, but they did not see each other for several days.

    Jiang Wan had nothing to do every day and lived a depraved life of sucking cats all day.

    This morning, she was half lying on the porch to bask in the sun, drinking tea while licking the snowball lying on her lower abdomen, next to the collector who was making small clothes for the snowball.

    "Princess, the Jiang family sent you an invitation." Liu Yu walked in from the outside with an invitation, "The servant who sent the invitation said that it will be Lord Jiang's birthday in a few days, so please Go back and celebrate your birthday for Lord Jiang."

    Jiang Wanzhe remembered that in a few days it would be Jiang Fenghe's birthday. The days go by so fast, it's almost September now.

    "I see. You go to the warehouse to pick out some gifts and prepare them. Come back to Jiang's house with me in a few days." She glanced at the invitation in Liuyu's hand, but didn't take it. mean.

    If possible, she doesn't want to go back to Jiang's house.

    Unfortunately, this is Jiang Fenghe's birthday. If she doesn't even go to her own father's birthday, she will be called unfilial by outsiders.

    Wait for Liu Yu to put away the invitation, Jiang Wan lay on the chair and read the book all afternoon, and when the twilight came, the jackdaws flew up, and then got up and went back to the house with the book.

    This book describes how to order tea. She went back to the house to have dinner, and sat by the side to try the tea ordering method in the book.

    I was so fascinated by what she was doing that she didn't even know when Zhong Lizhao came back. She didn't react until he stood in front of her and the tall shadow fell on her.

    "Your Highness, are you back?" Jiang Wan looked up, a little surprised.

      The tea is a good bowl of tea.”

    Jiang Wan glanced at it, but asked: "Your Highness, are you done?"

    She looked expectant, hoping to hear from him that he would not go to the frontier. However, she was still disappointed.

    "Well." Zhong Lizhao sat opposite her, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "The food and troops have been dispatched, and in three days, this king will set off with The troops given to me by the imperial brother headed to the frontier to join General Chen."

    Jiang Wan stepped on his shoulders, but didn't say anything not to ask him to go, just lowered his head and said, "Then I'll pack your luggage for you."

     Hearing this, Zhong Lizhao glanced at her in surprise, "No more trouble?"

    "Where did I make trouble!" Jiang Wan stared.

    "This king said something wrong." He quickly admitted his mistake, and then coaxed in a low voice: "This king won't be going anywhere for a few days. Would it be good to stay with you in the house?"

    Jiang Wan looked up and saw that his eyes were blue and black, and there were some red blood in his eyes, so he asked a little distressedly: "Has Your Highness eaten? Are you hungry?"

    "I've eaten dinner, I'm not hungry." Zhong Lizhao shook his head.

    "Then go back and rest, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow." Jiang Wan gently pushed him.

    Zhong Lizhao sighed and said helplessly, "How long do you want this king to sleep next door? The anger is gone, it's time to take the cat away."

    Because he was busy a few days ago, he didn't care about being kicked out by the princess, so it wouldn't disturb her rest.

    But now that he is not busy, he will be willing to sleep next door.

    Jiang Wan pouted, "It's not allowed anyway."

    "Okay." Zhong Lizhao sighed again, patted Jiang Wan's head, got up and went back to the next door.

    The next morning, Zhong Lizhao sat on the side reading a book, and Jiang Wan was busy packing things in the house, thinking about what to bring him.

    "It's going to be cold soon, so I have to bring more cotton-padded clothes for His Highness. The frontier is bitter and cold, and swords and swords have no eyes on the battlefield, so I have to bring frostbite cream and medicine." She babbled beside her, One side turned around in the house.

    Because of packing Zhong Lizhao's things, Jiang Wan turned over many boxes, and the piles were all over the room.

    Zhong Lizhao read the book for a while, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Wan pouting his **** and looking through things in a box, so he put down the book in his hand curiously, got up and walked over and asked, "I'm looking for what?"

    "I remember when we went hunting in the West Mountains in the spring, Wei Yan and the others hunted some good furs. I want to find them and ask the maid to make clothes and gloves for His Highness." Jiang Wan replied, turning over and over.

    Jiang Wan rolled her eyes, "I'm tired of making clothes, so I won't do it."

    I'm fine today, and I can just take the maid to pack him, but it's impossible to ask myself to make clothes for him.

    "It's just you being squeamish." Zhong Lizhao chuckled lightly, and didn't expect her to make clothes for him, otherwise he would also be distressed.

    "Your Highness sit there first, and I'll measure you later." Jiang Wan finally found what she was looking for from the bottom of the box, but accidentally brought out a stack of paper.

    She didn't pay attention, turned over a few pieces of good material, turned her head with a smile and asked, "His Royal Highness, how is this piece of material?"

    Zhong Lizhao did not answer, but stared at the things on the ground with a strange expression.

    "What are you looking at, Your Highness?" Jiang Wan asked strangely, and lowered her head to look.

    ! !

    When she saw the things on the ground, her head buzzed, and she subconsciously covered the things on the ground with her hands, looking extremely embarrassed.

    How did this thing get here and when did she put them in this box?

    "You explain to this king what this is, Jiang Wan!" Zhong Li Zhaoyin said sympathetically.

    “…”

    It seemed that she was really angry, and she even called her by her first name.

    Jiang Wan tried to explain, "Your Highness, would you believe it if I said it was not you painted on it?"

    Zhong Lizhao didn't say anything, just stared at her and sneered.

    "Okay, I was wrong, please forgive me, Your Highness!" Jiang Wan stepped on her shoulders and bowed her head dejectedly.

    The red mole between the eyebrows of the person in this painting is too conspicuous, and she can't refute it even if she wants to.

    "You admit your mistakes very quickly every time, but I haven't seen you correct them." Zhong Lizhao leaned over and tore the stack of papers out of her men.

    In the first painting, she is wearing revealing women's clothes, looking shy and seductive. In the second painting, he bares his chest and is pressed on the bed by a... a man! ?

     Looking down at Jiang Wan again, she was squatting on the ground, staring at herself nervously, with a guilty conscience in her eyes.

    "Speaking of which, who is this man?" He asked lightly while holding the two pieces of paper.

    Why does this tone seem to be asking who the traitor/husband is? Just his own adulterer/husband.

    The calmer he is, the more frightened Jiang Wan is. She lowered her head and stirred her fingers: "It's not who I am, I just drew it."

    "Do you like this?" Zhong Lizhao raised his eyebrows and asked.

    "Huh?" Jiang Wan raised her head in surprise.

    Zhong Lizhao picked up the man from the ground, then lay down on the beautiful couch with his arms folded, and said lightly, "Come on, this king will satisfy you."

    “…”

    Jiang Wan looked at the man on the beauty's couch, and said after a long time, "Your Highness, you are so sassy."

    This... What kind of divine development is this, why can't her brain circuit keep up?