Princess 1.8 meters

It can be seen that this painting has been drawn with great care. The person in the painting is slender, with a beautiful appearance, cold eyebrows, and looking at something faintly sideways. He is naturally noble.

However, the appearance of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy can give a glimpse of the excellent demeanor of the future.

Jiang Heng was very familiar with this person.

Shen Zhi's face was also full of astonishment.

Of course he recognizes the paintings he made, but he can't remember when he painted... Princess Hanning?

No, this is King Zhao.

Shen Zhi squinted his eyes, leaned against the bookshelf next to him and looked at the painting with his head tilted. He always felt that something was wrong - the young man in this painting looked exactly like Her Majesty the Princess. He must be King Zhao, but according to his vague memory, he also Isn't King Zhao's relationship bad?

How could you be so hostile to make a picture for the other party?Where is the evil secret technique?

Shen Zhi couldn't figure out what his previous self was thinking, he slowly came back to his senses, turned his head to meet Jiang Heng's gaze, and only then realized that Her Highness's eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Shen Jinghe..." Jiang Heng said in a low voice, his voice was so deep that Shen Zhi had the illusion that the princess was a man.

Without waiting for Jiang Heng to continue, Shen Zhi thoughtfully poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Your Highness has a bad throat?"

Jiang Heng choked: "...um."

It didn't take long for Jiang Heng to have a stomachache.

The cup of tea that Shen Zhi thoughtfully poured over had been at least half a month old, and the cleaning servant neglected to take it down.This tea is a rare treasure that Qi Lu stole from his father's warehouse. The rare tea is different from ordinary tea. Not only does it not grow hair but it also smells bad after being idle for so long.

Jiang Heng's complexion was a little paler than usual, and it looked like he could ride the wind back with a breath of fresh air from him and become a fairy.

Even so, Jiang Heng refused to invite a doctor and insisted on going back to the mansion, taking away the portrait of King Zhao as Shen Zhi's apology.

Shen Zhi couldn't persuade him, but he was very guilty, he followed him in everything, he didn't dare to disturb Shen Shangshu, left a letter with a sad face, took out the family's carriage and became a coachman again.

While he was doing these things, Jiang Heng moved to the lotus pond and threw all the paper balls hidden in two sleeves into it.After destroying all the evidence, he slowly moved back to the original place. Although his stomach hurt badly, he wanted to laugh.

The only one who can make him laugh sincerely these years is Shen Zhi.

After Shen Zhi sent Jiang Heng back to the mansion, he pondered for a while, he was too lazy to go back to Shen's mansion, lest he have to get up early to come to the princess mansion tomorrow.

He carefully helped Jiang Heng into the door, glanced at the empty surroundings, and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "...Your Highness, it seems that I haven't seen your maid and wet nurse all this time?"

Not only that, there are very few people in the huge mansion, except for the large area and the beauty of the buildings, it really doesn't look like a princess mansion at all.

Jiang Heng was supported by him, and said calmly after hearing the words: "It's inconvenient for them to see people."

Shen Zhi was at a loss.

Jiang Heng continued: "I don't need other maids either."

Shen Zhi sighed in his heart.

Four years ago, there were a series of great changes, and Ah Jiu said that Jiang Heng almost had nightmares every night, and it was normal to reject others.

Helping Jiang Heng to lie down on the bed, Shen Zhi's voice was a little more genuine and gentle: "Your Highness refuses to take medicine to see a doctor, why don't you have some soup?"

Jiang Heng's brow was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were half-opened, water was shining in his long and narrow phoenix pupils, his face was pale, and he stretched out his hand to tighten his sleeves: "Did you suffer?"

Shen Zhi nodded.

Jiang Heng was stunned for a moment, then slowly let go: "Go."

Shen Zhi was guilty in his heart, and relied on a little Qi Huang technique that he knew to add medicinal materials to the soup, and fanned the cattail leaf fan patiently for a long time, and when he saw that it was almost done, he asked the two cooks for some pastries that melted in his mouth, and returned to ginger Heng's room.

As soon as he entered the door, Shen Zhi realized that Jiang Heng had disappeared in less than half an hour.

Shen Zhi searched everywhere but couldn't find it, Shen Zhi's heart sank, just as the word "Assassin" popped up in his mind, he saw Jiang Heng and Fei Qing walking slowly from the corridor not far away .

Although Jiang Heng's face was still pale, he didn't show the slightest bit of pain, and he gave Fei Qing orders while walking with an understatement.

Before returning to the room, Fei Qing had already taken orders to leave, and before leaving, she stared at Shen Zhi unwillingly.

Shen Zhi shook his head, went up to Jiang Heng and naturally supported Jiang Heng: "As soon as he turned his head, he disappeared, Your Highness, you should also wear a rope."

Jiang Heng's eyes were faint and cool: "Oh?"

Shen Zhi didn't change his face, and smiled gently: "It's tied to my wrist, His Highness can hold it at any time, so that you won't lose yourself."

Shen can bend and stretch.

Especially flexible.

The way of a gentleman is nothing more than loyalty and forgiveness.

Jiang Heng snorted softly, looked at Shen Zhi's wrist seriously, and only after a while did he look away, and said in a low voice: "It hurts."

Shen Zhi suddenly felt soft and guilty, and carefully helped him walk towards the room.

Shen Zhi felt that besides being a bodyguard, he also served as a maid, so it could be said that he was able to do both.

After trying his best not to touch the parts of Her Highness Jingui's body that should not be touched, when he was in the room, Shen Zhi was already a little out of breath.

He didn't understand how Her Royal Highness, who was walking like flying in front of Fei Qing, suddenly became weak.

Her Royal Highness, the weak Liu Fufeng, glanced critically at the still steaming soup, frowned slightly with her pretty eyebrows, but still took a few sips in silence.

"I'm not running around."

Shen Zhi, who propped his head up and almost fell asleep, opened his eyes and groaned.

Jiang Heng's crow's eyelashes drooped, although his face was calm and indifferent, his voice was still soft: "Just now Jin Yiwei came."

Shen Zhi said "oh" lazily, the ending rose and came out of his nasal cavity, unexpectedly magnetic and pleasant.

Jiang Heng paused, looked at Shen Zhi's slightly open moist red lips calmly, his eyes darkened, and for a long while, unconsciously licked the corners of his lips.

Shen Zhi happened to see that bright red tongue licking the rose-like lips, Her Highness the Princess was unparalleled in beauty, and after making such movements, she felt a bit... lustful for no reason.

... Lust?

Shen Zhi silently lowered his eyes, thinking quietly and sadly, his guts are really getting bigger and bigger, and he has to cover the land even if the sky is not enough.

Not knowing that Shen Zhi had already condemned himself many times in his heart, Jiang Heng's tone was still flat, staring at Shen Zhi with a dignified face, and said: "They have found the person who sent the assassin."

"What about people?"

"On the way to the imperial prison, he took poison and committed suicide."

Isn't that a waste of effort?

The temperature of the soup with a slight medicinal aroma is suitable, drinking it seems to warm the body—although this warmth is not needed in midsummer.

The pain in his stomach weakened a lot because of this warmth, Jiang Heng secretly pushed away the soup bowl, with a cold face: "This result is within my expectations."

Shen Zhi opened his half-closed eyes, feeling that he shouldn't continue listening.

"It was the same four years ago." Jiang Heng's tone was very calm, but his eyes were as cold as frost, "Find a substitute for the dead ghost, and then find nothing to find, just let it go."

Shen Zhi was about to utter a farewell because his words were choked in his throat, so he squinted his eyes and continued: "Your Highness means that the assassins four years ago and the ones I met a few days ago are the same Together?"

"You remember?" Jiang Heng was startled, before he had time to be pleasantly surprised, when he saw Shen Zhi's gentle and smiling expression, he froze for a moment, immediately suppressed the joy that he almost showed, and said lightly, "En."

Shen Zhi pointed to the sky: "What is the Holy Majesty's indication?"

"Isn't he found?" Jiang Heng sneered, "It's a pity that he died—then let's forget it."

Shen Zhi's eyebrows trembled.

The rumors are really killing people.

Who is it that said that this father and daughter have deep feelings and that the father is kind and the daughter is filial?With Jiang Heng's expression on his face, he was already very restrained not to jump forward and take two bites of "dragon meat".

The affairs of the royal family are always complicated, Shen Zhi thought for a while, and felt that it had nothing to do with him, he just sympathized with Jiang Heng and treated him better, the royal family could not even get involved in this muddy water.

So he showed a soothing smile, implicitly expressing that he was sleepy.

Jiang Heng didn't make it difficult for Shen Zhi, but just threw him a small box before he was about to leave.

"Ah Jiu gave it to you." Jiang Heng said lightly, "Your arm should be bruised, go back and apply some medicine."

Shen Zhi smiled and agreed, seeing that Jiang Heng poured a cup of cold tea and was about to drink it, he immediately reached out to stop the cup of tea, and by the way raised his hand to help His Highness's crooked steps, and ordered the soup he had finally boiled, all in a serious manner Said: "Your Highness cannot drink cold tea now."

After thinking for a while, Shen Zhi simply lifted the teapot, then nodded and left.

Jiang Heng: "..."

He sat quietly for a while, but still couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud while holding his forehead.

After Shen Zhi applied the ointment, he fell asleep abnormally without falling down.

He closed the door, rolled his sleeves and walked lazily to the room where the other three lived.

I don't know what Jiang Heng was thinking, not to mention giving Shen Zhi a separate room, but also arranging him in a quiet place that was almost haunted at night. The three people from Ajiu can be described as "the world is far and wide", and they will not be summoned. It is difficult to meet when we are together, which is not conducive to building a good relationship with colleagues.

It was already dusk, most of the heat and heat of the day had disappeared, and the Princess Mansion was deserted, without any vitality.Shen Zhi walked slowly to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, the door opened, but there was only Ah Jiu alone.

Shen Zhi glanced inside the room: "Aren't Liu Yu and Fei Qing here?"

Ah Jiu smiled: "Feiqing is in charge, so he shouldn't be able to come back these few days, and Liu Yu is in charge of the night watch. What's the matter, Mr. Shen has something to do with them?"

"No." Shen Zhi's eyes curved slightly, "Looking for you."

Ah Jiu was at a loss: "What's wrong?"

"Thank you for the ointment."

Ah Jiu was stunned: "Yao... well, you're welcome, it should be."

Seeing him dryly laughing, Shen Zhi couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face, it was soft and felt good.

"Ah Jiu, how old are you this year?"

Ah Jiu was sweating profusely. Seeing him change the subject, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm an orphan, so I don't know, I should be eighteen."

Eighteen.

Shen Zhi rubbed his chin, thinking sympathetically, at eighteen, he can't even tell a lie.

What is Her Royal Highness doing, randomly sending out the best wound medicine, which is also rare in the palace, just for the bruise on his hand?In the name of the guards around him, you really think he is stupid, can't tell good from bad?

Ah Jiu turned sideways to let Shen Zhi enter the room, and while his back was facing her, she knocked on her head annoyedly, made tea, and sat opposite Shen Zhi: "Is there anything else, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Zhi squinted his eyes, a little drowsy, but still remembered his reason for coming, took a sip of Ah Jiu's extremely bitter tea, and suddenly his body trembled, feeling that even his soul was awakened by the taste.

He put down the teacup with lingering fear, and said with a smile, "Ah Jiu, when did you follow His Highness?"

Ah Jiu was pure and straightforward, and couldn't hide her emotions. There was a bit of melancholy on her face: "It's been a long time, I met once when I was a child, and later something happened to His Highness, so we were called out to protect His Highness personally."

Shen Zhi's eyes flickered slightly.

Although it was just one sentence, the amount of information that could be extracted from it was already huge—in this way, Ajiu and the others were not the guards sent by the emperor to Jiang Heng.

I saw it when I was a child, is it possible that it was written by Queen Du?Queen Du is leaving a way out for her two sons and daughters?

Why did Empress Du leave a way out for her children early on?Unless she knew something was going to happen to her very early on... Could it be that the witchcraft case had something else hidden behind it, and Queen Du's staunch desire to be in a cold palace?

The more Shen Zhi thought about it, the more frightening he became, he selectively skipped this question, and asked a little strangely: "Your Highness doesn't seem to need our personal protection, what are you often sent out for?"

Ah Jiu pursed her lips, tensed for a moment, quickly concealed her emotions, and resumed a straightforward smile: "It's just running errands, buying things, didn't Mr. Shen realize that there are no servants in the house? We have to do it."

"Really." Shen Zhi shook his head in his heart, but he didn't ask any more, he was just a little curious and didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

After all, the price of getting to the bottom of it should be very high, such as being dragged into the water, or directly "knowing too much" being dealt with.