Salted fish, he thought about it

Jiang Juan lay unconsciously in Xue Fangli's arms.

After the glass shards were picked out, Physician Sun bandaged Jiang Juan again, and then confessed: "Don't go to the ground or get wet in the near future."

Jiang Juan nodded feebly.

He rubbed against Xue Fangli's arms, his hair was wet from the medicinal bath, but now there was a thin sweat on his forehead, and the young man smelled of sweet herbs all over his body.

Xue Fangli sniffed his breath, and rubbed the hand on the back of Jiang Juan's neck again and again, his expression was quite loose, and he also had a long-lost relaxation.

Imperial Physician Sun has never met anyone who is more afraid of pain than Jiang Juan, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Take a good rest."

Jiang Juan was also tired, he raised his head, and asked Xue Fangli listlessly: "My lord, how do I go back?"

Can't get off the ground, he can't walk back, Lanting is a girl, let alone let her carry him on his back.

Xue Fangli: "No need, you rest here."

In fact, Jiang Juan didn't really want to move anymore. When he heard this, he grabbed the armrest of the couch and said weakly, "Then I'll sleep here."

He consciously sleeps on the beauty couch and does not compete with Xue Fangli for the bed.

Jiang Juan embraced the beauty's couch, leaned over, and left Xue Fangli's arms.The smell lingering in his nose began to dissipate, Xue Fangli frowned, but nodded calmly.

He stood up, the whole couch belonged to Jiang Juan, Jiang Juan almost fell asleep, but when he was drowsy, for some reason, he suddenly remembered a paragraph of the original text in the book.

——"That night, King Li went to Biezhuang. In the middle of the night, he had a sudden illness and coughed up blood. In the midst of this, the emperor was furious when he heard about it, and for three days he beheaded more than a hundred people."

In the middle of the night, the sudden attack occurred.

Before dawn, news of his death had already reached Beijing.

When Doctor Sun finished treating his foot injury, why did it seem like it was already dawn?

Jiang Juan: "?"

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Lan Ting had just been let in and was wiping Jiang Juan's face. Seeing this, she asked in a low voice, "Did the servant wake up the young master?"

Jiang Juan shook his head absent-mindedly, turned his head to look out, and it was already dawn.

Jiang Juan: "???"

What's the matter with this novel? It's fine that the prince's characters are so far apart, and the plot doesn't match at all.

In the middle of the night, the prince did not have an emergency attack, but a pack of wolves came instead.

Wait a moment.

With so many wolves, if he came late or didn't come, let alone ignored the abnormality of the young wolves, would something happen to the prince?

Perhaps, the death of the prince was an accident, not an emergency at all?

He spent most of the night with the prince, and the prince really didn't have an emergency.

Jiang Juan: "..."

Makes sense.

In other words, he seems to have saved the prince by mistake and changed the plot.

Realizing this, Jiang Juan felt a little complicated.

The prince is a good man, every time Jiang Juan thinks about his ending, he feels regretful, now the prince is safe and sound, of course it is best.

However, Jiang Juan was not well.He came to make salted fish, and he had already thought about how to lie down happily after the prince passed away.

But now...

His life as a salted fish is gone, and his happiness is gone.

Jiang Juan wanted to cry, but he lowered his head and bumped against the handrail in despair.

"what happened?"

Seeing this, Xue Fangli said lightly, shaking his head wearily and depressedly, "It's nothing."

Xue Fangli looked down at him, the boy's skin was fair, no matter how lightly he hit him, his forehead was still red, Xue Fangli asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

Of course, the happy life he had imagined was gone—being the longest widow, being the saltiest fish, eating in the palace and waiting to die for a lifetime.

But Jiang Juan couldn't tell the truth, so he replied wearily, "...the foot hurts."

It was good not to mention it, but as soon as the words were spoken, Jiang Juan realized another problem.

The plot changed, and there were no casualties in the palace, except his feet.

Jiang Juan: "..."

How can this be.

Why was the salted fish injured?

Is this what happens when he doesn't want to work hard?

Jiang Juan gently bumped into the handrail again, completely a salted fish who had lost his dreams.

He couldn't help thinking about it.

The prince has not passed away, so he will not be free enough to stay in the palace, let alone wait to die. There is a high probability that he will have to be a good princess, forced to do business every day, and may even deal with the protagonist group.

No.

He only wants to be a salted fish, not a princess.

Or, slip away?

According to the setting of the plot, he also has a grandfather, and it would be nice to go back to the countryside to join his grandfather. The more Jiang Juan thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, and he cheered up again, "My lord..."

"Ok?"

Xue Fangli responded casually, and his eyes fell on Jiang Juan for a long time, with an elusive expression.

He is lying.

The cause of the teenager's displeasure was not his foot injury.

Jiang Juan said with a guilty conscience: "On the day of the wedding, you were going to send me away, and you said you would ask me again in a few days. Now you can ask me again."

Xue Fangli frowned, "What's wrong?"

"I've changed my mind," Jiang Juan said slowly, "I thought about it for a while, I seem to have been causing you trouble, or else...you should send me away."

After Xue Fangli listened, he didn't answer immediately, and his expression didn't change much. He just lifted his red lips, smiled casually, and said regretfully, "No way."

When the boy was crying in his arms, one minute, one second earlier, he would have sent him away if he said he wanted to leave, but he didn't, and it was too late to say he wanted to leave now, and he had changed his mind.

Xue Fangli lowered his eyelids and smiled softly, "You saved this king's life, and it's too late for me to repay you, so why bother?"

"Besides, it's no trouble at all."

Jiang Juan: "...forget it."

He didn't give up yet, and wanted to struggle again.Jiang Juan had an idea, and said again: "My lord, I have never recovered from my illness. The masters said that there will be a catastrophe in the eighteenth year, and I may not be able to survive it. I am afraid that I will make you sick."

Xue Fangli raised his eyes, "It's okay, I have an incurable disease, and it has nothing to do with you."

After a pause, Xue Fangli asked thoughtfully, "Is this why you are unhappy?"

Jiang Juan blinked and couldn't explain to him, so he nodded, "Well, I'm afraid I'll drag the prince down."

Xue Fangli stared at him. After a long time, he came over and stretched out a hand to Jiang Juan. His pale fingertips caressed the red spot on the young man's forehead. He smiled softly, "Your feet are injured, so you shouldn't run around." , Just rest in peace and heal your wounds, don't think about it."

Jiang Juan: "...Okay."

He forgot about it.So Jiang Juan really couldn't leave for the time being, nor could he.

But—is the prince's incurable disease coughing up blood?

Jiang Juan remembered what he said on the wedding day.

"—I don't have much time for this king, what do you think of sending you away?"

Jiang Juan thought for a few seconds.

He may, it seems, still be the saltiest fish.

No, how can you think like this.

Jiang Juan scolded himself loudly in his heart, and then lay down honestly.

——The three chapters have come, and after a while, it seems that the problem is not big?

Shang Shufu.

Jiang Nian picked up a cup of hot tea, lowered his head and blew lightly a few times, the tea swirled in the cup, the hot air hit his face, but his thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

In his last life, now he was already leaving for another village.

—— King Li passed away.

He was afraid of this man, even if he heard the news of his death, he didn't want to see him for the last time, but as Princess Li, Jiang Nian had to go, so he had no choice but to step on the carriage.

Fortunately, Jiang Nian did not catch up in the end.

When the Holy Majesty heard the bad news, he came to Bie Zhuang in person. He mourned over seeing it, and couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he had the coffin sealed and sent directly to the mausoleum.

With a sigh of relief, Jiang Nian came back to his senses, but couldn't help but frowned.

Why hasn't father come back yet?

You should not go to court today.

In Jiang Nian's memory, King Li died in the middle of the night. On this day, His Majesty did not go to court early, and his father should have returned long ago.

A trace of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart.

Another two sticks of incense time passed, and finally there was a sound outside the door.

"Xiao Nian, what's wrong?"

Jiang Shangshu came striding over. Hearing that Jiang Nian was waiting for him in the study, he hurried over, "Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Nian shook his head and asked him, "Father, where have you been and why did you come back?"

Jiang Shangshu laughed and said: "Today I don't stop bathing, I'm going to court."

Upcoming?

Jiang Nian was startled, and asked hesitantly, "Father, last night... did something happen?"

Jiang Shangshu never kept secrets from him about the matters in the court, and he also intended to train Jiang Nian in advance, but there is nothing wrong today, Jiang Shangshu replied: "No, what's the matter?"

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, Jiang Nian tentatively asked: "...Did nothing happen to Li Wangfu last night?"

When mentioning Li Wang's Mansion, Jiang Shangshu seemed to think of something, but said lightly, "Oh, Li Wang's Mansion, it's nothing serious."

Jiang Nian asked: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Shangshu said in a calm tone: "People from Liwang's Mansion told me that Jiang Juan was injured a little last night, and he should not be able to return tomorrow."

Jiang Nian blurted out, "What about King Li?"

Jiang Shangshu was confused, "What's wrong with King Li?"

"Is he okay?"

"What can he do?"

Jiang Nian took a few glances at Jiang Shangshu, and seeing that he was really puzzled and ignorant, he couldn't help pinching his palms.

How could this be?

It seems that nothing happened to Prince Li, and His Majesty did not stop the court today.

Since his rebirth, what Jiang Nian has experienced is exactly the same as in his previous life, and there has never been any accident.

"This shouldn't be..."

Seeing his pale face, Jiang Shangshu asked worriedly: "Xiao Nian, what's wrong with you, you are not feeling well?"

Jiang Nian didn't speak, but frowned tightly.

He has always regarded rebirth as a gift, and because he was reborn once, Jiang Nian was able to use the information gap to avoid disasters and fight for what he wanted, but now an accident happened.

How could King Li be all right?

He should be dead.

Jiang Nian was afraid of this man, but he wanted to confirm it even more. He took a deep breath, Jiang Nian managed to calm down, and suggested to Jiang Shangshu: "Father, let's go visit my brother."

"Visit him?" Jiang Shangshu frowned, "It's not necessary. If you make this trip, he might not be in favor of you."

"Father, don't say that," Jiang Nian smiled softly, "Your brother is all in love with Marquis Anping, but he married into Prince Li's mansion. He must have felt uncomfortable, let alone Prince Li..."

What kind of person Li Wang is, Jiang Nian doesn't say, Jiang Shangshu also knows.Jiang Nian paused for a moment, and said with great sympathy: "My younger brother spends time with Li Dynasty, I think it must be suffering day and night, with fear."

Jiang Shangshu didn't care, "He deserves such vicious thoughts."

Jiang Nian said helplessly, "Father..."

For Jiang Shangshu, Jiang Juan's son is optional, but Jiang Nian is different. Seeing that he insisted on visiting, Jiang Shangshu had no choice but to let go: "Then go and see."

"It means you have a kind heart," Jiang Shangshu shook his head, and said helplessly, "A kind person is deceived by others, you, think about yourself."

Jiang Nian's eyes flickered, and he smiled slightly: "My son knows."