Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent Chapter 347: That’s my man

Chapter 347 That’s my man

"Go quickly. We are all so familiar anyway, I don't need you to accompany me, I can do it by myself." A-Tuo Jianghua winked and said generously.

Wen Shengyang coughed slightly and said covertly: "Okay then, I'll go over and have a look. Maybe our prince came to me because he has something to tell me."

"Okay, let's go quickly." Atuo Jianghua saw through her at a glance and said meaningfully, "Enjoy it."

When Wen Mingyang, who was putting on his shoes, heard this, his shoes fell to the ground with a "clack", he turned his head, blushed, and muttered: "What did you say?"

A-Tuo Jianghua lay on the bed, playing with her hair, and said with a smile: "Your prince is very good-looking. Although he looks inhumane, it can be seen that he has an excellent figure. I am afraid that he is the youth of many girls." Where is the person in my boudoir dream?"

When Wen Mingjun heard this, his blood almost flowed backwards. He squinted his eyes and said fiercely: "Who dares? That's my man!"

A-Tuo Jianghua blinked, "I know, but after all, you guys are in name only, and we don't know what will happen in the future."

Wen Mingyang calmed down and raised his eyebrows at her, "Who said that? I have slept with my prince so many times. Do you think everyone is just like you, just with a title."

A-Tuo Jianghua choked, "I would like to have something with my emperor, but the problem is that they refuse to give me a chance. And after such a comparison, I suddenly feel that the emperor's body is really too weak. He is nothing to behold, unlike the regent, who is capable of both literary and military skills and makes people..."

"Stop it, stop it." The more Wen Shengyang listened, the more something was wrong. He quickly interrupted her thoughts, "My prince is naturally the best man in the world, but he already has me, so you have to give up. Well. Even if we have some friendship, if you dare to take advantage of my man, I will not be polite to you."

A-Tuo Jianghua rolled her eyes, "No matter how much I lack a man, I won't take advantage of my good friend's husband. I'm not bad looking, so why should I abuse myself like that?"

Wen Shengyang glanced at her, "Then what have you done now?"

Atuo Jianghua was stunned for a moment.

Wen Mingjun continued: "The emperor is not a good man, as you said, you don't have to do that to yourself."

"But I'm already in the palace." A'Tuo Jianghua sighed, a little distressed, and then said, "There is a saying in your great cause, which is to stick to it until the end. Although we don't have so many rules when we return to Xinjiang, I also have integrity. Now that I have identified him, I have to be devoted to him."

Wen Mingyang stroked his forehead, "Why can't you figure it out? The emperor has three palaces and six courtyards, and there are countless women around him. What if you are completely devoted to him? I don't care at all."

Atuo Jianghua was lying on the edge of the bed, silent, playing with the tassels on the sheets.

Seeing this, Wen Mingyang knew that she couldn't listen to what he said, so he said no more.

As a friend, she has already given advice to others, and she has to figure out the rest by herself.

She got up and went to the dressing room, changed into a dress and came out. She saw Atuo Jianghua sitting cross-legged on the bed with an empty box beside her and a painting in front of her. She lowered her head. Biting his finger, he stared at the portrait with sharp eyes.

She didn't pay attention at first, but then she thought of something, screamed, and rushed over, furious, "Why are you rummaging through my things?" She rolled up the painting randomly.

(End of this chapter)