Salted fish, he thought about it

Senior executive: "..."

After the prince is a good man, there is another prince, don't offend others.

The senior officer's face cracked again.

It's okay if the princess dares to say it, but the prince really dares to agree.

He was full of slander, but Jiang Juan didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. Hearing that the prince agreed so simply, Jiang Juan couldn't help but asked in confusion: "My lord, your character is not bad at all, why does the capital always say that about you?" ?”

Xue Fangli knowingly asked: "Huh? How do they say about me?"

Afraid of hurting him, Jiang Juan thought about his choice of words, but said vaguely, "Say you're a bad thing."

"That's it," Xue Fangli said regretfully, "Maybe they have misunderstood me."

Jiang Juan sighed, he thought so too, so he said with great sympathy: "It's okay, my lord, we all know that you are not such a person."

His "we" includes not only himself, but also senior officials and others, so after Jiang Juan finished speaking, he looked at the senior officials and signaled him to say something to comfort the prince. After all, being misunderstood is a very uncomfortable thing .

The senior official stopped talking for a long time, but he still gave in. He said numbly: "Yes, my lord, we all know that you are not such a person. You don't have to worry about what was said outside."

Xue Fangli smiled lightly, "This king knows."

Senior executive: "..."

Alas, as the saying goes, money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat. For the sake of the little lady in Hongxiu Pavilion, he endured it.

Jiang Shangshu and Jiang Nian left, Jiang Juan felt that Xue Fangli didn't need to hug him any more, so he said to Xue Fangli, "My lord, they are gone, so you don't need to hug me anymore."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Juan said, "Why don't I go back to another hospital now?"

He didn't rest well, and wanted to go back to catch up on sleep. He couldn't stretch his arms and legs while sleeping on the beauty's couch, and Jiang Juan always felt that he would fall off.

Xue Fangli turned a deaf ear to his words.

The young man was sitting in his arms, with the faint fragrance of medicinal herbs lingering in his breath all the time, and his mind was also in a long-lasting calm. He didn't dislike being so close to the young man, and even—it was quite pleasant.

After a while, Xue Fangli finally spoke, but said to Jiang Juan, "Let's talk after the meal."

Jiang Juan was also hungry. Between going back to Biezhuang and filling his stomach, he chose to fill his stomach first, "Okay."

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Juan mentioned it again, "My lord, I can sit by myself, really."

Xue Fangli glanced at him and stopped him: "Don't move around."

Jiang Juan: "..."

Is he some kind of human pillow?

Jiang Juan felt awkward, but he didn't dare to struggle, so he had to coax himself.

Forget it.

The time is running out for the prince, the prince has the final say.

It's just being hugged, anyway, the business period of the princess he made is not long, and it will pass after a while.

Jiang Juan calmed himself down, the senior management had already asked people to prepare the table, and the maids filed in and served a lot of appetizers and fruits first.

Jiang Juan took a look, he wanted to eat a lychee, but before he stretched out his hand, a maid had already picked one off, and said softly, "Princess, my servant will peel the lychees for you."

Jiang Juan froze for a moment, but before he could say anything, the maid had already peeled off the shell neatly and fed the fruit to Jiang Juan, so he had no choice but to bite.

The white flesh of the fruit was bitten open, and the syrup overflowed, sticking to Jiang Juan's lips, and the lips became radiant.

Jiang Juan wanted to make salted fish, but it was too much to open his mouth when he was eating. He was not used to being served by others, so he shook his head and said to the servant girl, "I'll do it myself, I don't need you—" He still said it was too late .The maid had already peeled another lychee, and she looked at him hesitantly when she heard the words, whether she let it go or not.

Seeing this, Jiang Juan had no choice but to eat this one, and said, "Don't worry about me, I'll do it myself."

Xue Fangli didn't seem interested in the things on the table, he just stared at Jiang Juan's lips for a long time, and when the maid was about to feed Jiang Juan the lychee again, he said softly, "This one is not sweet, eat this one. "

He also picked a lychee, peeled it gracefully, and raised his hand to send it to Jiang Juan.

Seeing it from the side, the senior officials were astonished.

Each one looks the same, how does the prince know it's not sweet?

What's more, these lychees were picked and sent from southern Xinjiang to the capital overnight. Knowing that the palace wanted them, they carefully selected them. They were round and plump, and it was impossible for them to be sweet.

Of course, in addition to this, what shocked the executives even more was that their prince was willing to serve others.

This was something that had never happened before.

Jiang Juan didn't know what the executive was thinking, but he was also entangled - he hurt his feet, not his hands, and he didn't need to be fed, but Xue Fangli had already been delivered, out of social courtesy, Jiang Juan still Zhang mouthed.

The flesh of the lychee was crystal clear, and Jiang Juan's lips were also wet. It was originally a light color, but it was covered with water, making it moist.

His lips also inexplicably became delicious, as if they were softer and sweeter than lychees.

Xue Fangli looked at him, and when Jiang Juan bit off the whole lychee, he didn't take back his hand, but touched Jiang Juan's lips inadvertently, and his fingertips passed one place repeatedly.

Really soft.

Just don't know how it tastes.

Jiang Juan was startled, he couldn't even bite the lychee, his cheeks were swollen, he looked at Xue Fangli, and asked strangely, "My lord, what's wrong?"

Xue Fangli said calmly, "It's stained with juice."

Jiang Juan let out an "oh" without thinking too much, but he subconsciously wanted to lick his lips, but suddenly the tip of his tongue touched something, and Jiang Juan opened his eyes wide.

Xue Fangli also paused.

The tip of the soft tongue licked his fingertips, it was moist and warm to the touch, so soft that his heart was itching.

Xue Fangli didn't say anything, and withdrew his hand with a normal face, but Jiang Juan felt that he was invincible. He blacklisted the lychee in his heart, but just after eating, Xue Fangli sent another one.

Jiang Juan: "..."

Xue Fangli: "Eat."

No, he couldn't take it anymore, Jiang Juan tried to remind him: "My lord, my hands are fine, don't feed me."

"Well," Xue Fangli nodded, not paying attention to his words, "eat this one."

Jiang Juan: "..."

The two looked at each other, but Jiang Juan gave in. He bit down slowly, not knowing how to say that he really didn't need to be fed.

Almost a whole plate of lychees was fed to Jiang Juan by Xue Fangli, and when his finger poked around in the tray, Xue Fangli clicked his tongue lightly, feeling somewhat regretful.

He asked Jiang Juan, "How about the litchi?"

Jiang Juan happily replied, "It's so sweet."

Xue Fangli glanced at the senior officer, and the senior officer immediately understood: "Your servant, let me send more from southern Xinjiang."

Xue Fangli let out a "hmm".

Jiang Juan ate a lot of lychees, and when the table was set up, the dishes were rich and full of color, flavor and taste, but he was full after a few mouthfuls.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Juan just wanted to catch up on sleep, so he said to Xue Fangli, "My lord, I want to go back to sleep."

Xue Fangli wrote lightly: "Sleep here."

Jiang Juan shook his head, "The bed is so narrow, I'm always afraid of falling."

Xue Fangli said: "Then go to bed."

When Jiang Juan heard this, he shook his head even more.He went to bed, Xue Fangli couldn't sleep on the couch, of course, the two had to sleep together, Jiang Juan didn't like to share the bed with others, he insisted: "I'll go back to sleep."

"You didn't seem to sleep well last night..."

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes and did not answer. Jiang Juan waited for a while, and when he acquiesced, he took Xue Fangli's hand from his waist and moved it away from his arms.

At this moment, the bosom became empty, and the sweet smell faded to nothing, and the suppressed irritability and tyranny came back to his heart, Xue Fangli closed his eyes.

I don't really want to let people go.

But he is a "good guy".

Lanting was a girl, of course Jiang Juan couldn't expect her to carry him back, so he casually pointed to a guard and asked him, "Can you send me back to another courtyard?"

It is possible to send it off, but without Xue Fangli's consent, the guard dared not leave without authorization. He asked Xue Fangli's opinion: "My lord, can I send the princess back to another courtyard?"

Xue Fangli said calmly, "Well, let's send him away."

The guard took the order and carried Jiang Juan on his back, and Lan Ting followed him step by step. From the beginning to the end, there was a gaze on Jiang Juan, but he didn't know it.

Xue Fangli didn't look away until the door was closed.

In the pavilion, only the maids standing with their hands down are left, and the surroundings are quiet and empty.

The table was full of noodles, Jiang Juan didn't eat a few mouthfuls, and Xue Fangli didn't move his chopsticks much. He glanced at it, but still had no appetite, and said softly, "Let's take it away."

"Yes."

The maids got busy immediately, Xue Fang was still restless in his heart, and he said again: "Light the spices."

Not long after, a familiar smell permeated the air, which he was used to, but Xue Fangli just felt that it was not to his liking at the moment.

It was way too flavorful and messy.

Xue Fangli spent many days and nights relying on this spice, but he didn't think that one day, this spice could no longer suppress his restlessness, and he couldn't even get a moment of peace from it.

The violence from the soul was surging, and the restlessness that penetrated into the bones made him restless. Xue Fangli raised his hand wearily, and his little finger drew out a sachet from his arms.

Scarlet sachet.

Jiang Juan gave it to him last night.

Xue Fangli picked up the sachet and sniffed it lightly. The scent belonging to the boy had dissipated, leaving only the original smell of the sachet - the mixed smell of white peony root, autumn orchid and cassia seeds.

Still messy.

He clutched the sachet expressionlessly, suddenly he didn't understand what a good person he was, and why he had to be a good person.

Ridiculous and ridiculous.

I don't know how long it took, the senior officer finished handling the matter, opened the door lightly, and suddenly met a pair of blood-red eyes, he was startled, and it took a long time before he said tremblingly: "Wang, lord..."

Xue Fangli played with the sachet in his hand, playing with the smell in his tone: "Go to another courtyard."

"Tell Wangfei that yesterday's sachet was lost, and ask him for another one."