Jingsu old man sighs

After Changsu brought Jingyan into the room, it was very quiet for a while.

Jingyan looks at the scenery outside the window, a leaf is slowly falling in front of the window, he reaches out to catch it while Changsu is making tea.After a while Jingyan looked back at Jiangzuo Meilang, who was calm and composed, and said, "I just returned to Jinling, and I didn't know that Mr. Su had friendship with the crown prince and King Yu. It's because I don't know people well enough."

Chang Su looked at the obviously hostile Jingyan, he held up the teacup and said, "The prince and Yu Wang approached me for a purpose, they are not Su's friends, their purpose is nothing more than to recruit me and make me a It's just their staff, His Highness may have misunderstood."

Misunderstand!Jingyan took the hot tea that Changsu handed over, and said with a sneer, "Then, do you want to choose the prince or Yuwang?"

Hearing Jingyan's question, Changsu still looked at Jingyan who was drinking tea calmly, his eyes were firm and with a slight smile, he said affirmatively: "I want to choose you, Your Highness Prince Jing!"

Jingyan was shocked, he chose him!It turned out to be him, which is really a joke.Looking at the elder Su Jingyan, he said: "If you choose me, then Mr. Su's vision is really not good. I am 31 years old and have not been crowned prince. I don't know anything about the affairs of the court. My mother is only a second concubine in the palace. There are no prominent relatives either. Mr. Su chose me, why! Could it be that he thinks that I am easy to control, or that he will be able to live in the temple after becoming famous in the future? Or is he wanting to get some greater benefits from me?"

Hearing Jingyan's self-deprecating tone, Chang Su still replied: "Because I have no better choice, since I chose His Highness, Su will naturally make up for His Highness's shortcomings in the future, so does His Highness really intend to just sit and watch?" and that throne fell into the hands of both of them."

Jingyan settles down to observe Chang Su, and he finds that apart from an inexplicable feeling, he can't see through the person in front of him.He said: "Since Mr. Su has come to this capital to stir up troubles, he probably already knows about my affairs. Compared with the two of them, my road will be like walking on thin ice. Since this road is not easy to walk, Why is Mr. Su still so determined to choose me? Is there no other reason, and is it within Mr. Su's choice?"

"How can a unicorn choose its master blindly? I said that His Highness's conditions are not very good, but I have no choice. Among the few princes in the court, only His Highness Prince Jing is worthy of Su's full support, and I chose His Highness because His Highness has a different heart from the two of them. If His Highness has no objection, how about today's agreement being concluded!"

Seeing Changsu's firm tone, the deep-seated obsession in Jingyan's heart was awakened, and he said forcefully, "If you can really cut off the crown prince and King Yu's path to supremacy, I am willing to give any price."

Hearing Jingyan's agreement, Chang Su smiled and said, "Then Su will have His Royal Highness to guide him from now on."

At this time, Jingyan suddenly got up and came to Chang Su's side. He asked, "Mr. Su seems to have come here after me from the beginning. Have you met Mr. Su before?"

Faced with Jingyan's sudden approach, Chang Su is a little nervous but doesn't show it. What is wrong with him?He asked: "Why would your Highness ask such a question? It is true that Su and His Highness met for the first time in Jinling. As for choosing His Highness, I just feel that Su will be more resourceful if he can put someone who no one can think of on the throne. This choice is a good deal for His Highness, isn't it?"

At this moment, Jingyan suddenly smiled evilly, and he pulled Chang Su towards him, and the two of them were so close that they could feel each other's breath.Changsu was stunned by Jingyan's sudden action for a moment, and looked at Jingyan without blinking. At this moment, Jingyan suddenly said, "Mr. has a leaf on his head. This king will help you take it off."

As Jingyan flits over Chang Su's head, a slight breath comes from the top of Chang Su's head, the light touch reminds him of his youthful days.

Afterwards, Changsu saw a leaf appearing in Jingyan's hand. Jingyan played with the leaf in his hand and said, "It is said that a gentleman is like jade. Fang Zaiben seems to smell plum fragrance on Mr. Su. I don't know what kind of soap Mr. uses. The horn is very pleasant to hear, can you tell me, the king will try it in another day."

Changsu looks up and listens to Jingyan's ambiguous conversation between a man and a woman, his face burns slightly, and he can't help but sigh what Jingyan has experienced in these years.How did he become so frivolous? Where did his upright and stubborn friend in the past go?

Chang Su, who came back to his senses, refused Jingyan’s small gesture of approaching again and said, “Your Highness is joking, Su doesn’t have any plum fragrance on him. It must be that the flowers and trees in his yard are blooming, and the fragrance wafts over. It’s just Su’s respect for His Highness.” The sense of smell is also very admirable, it must be a bit better than Erlang Shenjun's Xiaotiangou."

Daring to compare him to a dog, Jingyan looks at some of Chang Su's unconscious movements, and he suddenly feels more familiar, why does his movement of rubbing the corners of his sleeves look so similar to Xiao Shu.

Jingyan keeps looking at Changsu, but finally comes up with an unsolvable answer.

Afterwards, the two continued to chat for a while, and Jingyan saw that Xie Yu had almost returned from the patrol camp. He went to greet Liyang and left the Ningguohou Mansion.

At night, the weather began to open and get colder. The cold wind was blowing, and there was a feeling that heavy rain was coming. The rain in late autumn was icy cold.But compared with the sinister calculations of the human heart, an autumn rain is nothing.No matter how cold the rain is, it will eventually pass, and it is not as good as the stabbed heart frozen into a cold stone.

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