Salted fish, he thought about it

Jiang Juan wanted to stay overnight, and Xue Fangli agreed, and the maids hurriedly made the bed and added another pillow.

"Go down."

It was almost done, Xue Fangli removed everyone as usual, they left one after another, but Lan Ting hesitated and said: "Young master, you still need to apply medicine, servant..."

"I'll do it myself," Jiang Juan said, "You took care of me for a day, so don't worry about me today."

"But……"

Lan Ting is used to living in a side room to take care of Jiang Juan. What else did she want to say, but the senior officer hurriedly interrupted: "The princess has someone to take care of herself, you can just listen to the princess."

Lanting had no choice but to give up.

But she was still not at ease, after all, Jiang Juan had some congenital defects, Lan Ting said cautiously: "My lord, if you feel uncomfortable, don't hold on."

Jiang Juan nodded, and Lan Ting withdrew together with the executives.

Lan Ting reminded Jiang Juan that medicine still needed to be applied to his feet. Jiang Juan carefully unwrapped the gauze. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and scars had already formed.

Why did he step on a shard of glass, Jiang Juan sighed, "I'm so unlucky."

Xue Fangli glanced at it. The soles of the boy's feet were white and tender, but there were a few dark scars. He said, "Be careful next time."

Jiang Juan swore: "There will be no next time!"

Not long after, Jiang Juan's medicine was delivered.The pale pink fingertips were soaked, and he gently applied the medicated oil to his feet. Because of the pain, Jiang Juan scribbled on it, and refused to touch it more.

He finished painting quickly, and was about to put his foot down when his ankle was suddenly grabbed. Jiang Juan was startled, "My lord?"

Xue Fangli said calmly, "Apply well."

Jiang Juan looked at him innocently, "I painted it well, I'm done."

Xue Fangli glanced at him, his hand was still holding Jiang Juan's ankle, and the fingertips of his other hand touched Jiang Juan's sole, melting away the unapplied medicinal oil.

He put down the force very lightly, but it was too light, Jiang Juan only felt itchy, and his round toes like pearls curled up, and a layer of pink floated on them.

Jiang Juan inhaled lightly, "Don't..."

Xue Fangli paused.

He raised his eyelids, and Jiang Juan was biting his lower lip—it was so itchy, he couldn't bear to move, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the soft cushion under the couch, his knuckles were slightly white, matching the dark soft The pads provide a stark contrast.

Jiang Juan looked at Xue Fangli with wet eyes.

Xue Fangli's hand holding his ankle suddenly lost weight, and Jiang Juan took another breath, "It hurts."

Xue Fangli stared at him for a while, and finally let go of Jiang Juan's ankle, and Jiang Juan took the opportunity to retract his foot.

He was terrified of itching, so he simply turned his back, and said as if facing an enemy: "I'll do it myself, this time I'll apply it properly."

When Jiang Juan came, his hair was only tied with a piece of satin, but now it is completely loose. His neck and shoulders are full of black hair, exuding a faint fragrance of gardenia, which blends well with the smell of herbs. Together.

Xue Fangli hated the smell mixed with various smells, but he didn't hate it when it happened to Jiang Juan.

"Your hair was hand-dried?"

"Well, it's been too long to dry, Lan Ting is afraid that I will catch a cold."

Jiang Juan lowered his head, and was really serious about applying the medicine. After a while, he turned around again and stretched out both hands to Xue Fangli, "It's all medicine."

Xue Fangli slapped his hands a few times, and soon a maid walked in with clean water. After cleaning it, Jiang Juan thought for a while and asked Xue Fangli, "Do you want to call someone in to help?"

Xue Fangli: "Huh?"

"Here," Jiang Juan pointed at the soft couch with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to point at the bed, "Here, it's so far away, I can't walk, and you are in such poor health, you shouldn't be able to catch me either."

Xue Fangli: "..."

He bent down, took Jiang Juan into his arms, and walked over.

Jiang Juan blinked, hesitated to speak, "You..."

Xue Fangli said with a half-smile: "No matter how poor my body is, I can still hug you from such a long distance."

He bit down a few words very hard. When Jiang Juan heard it, he couldn't help but reflect on himself. He should express it more tactfully. This would hurt people's self-esteem.

Jiang Juan nodded vigorously, and said sincerely, "Yeah, you can do it, my lord."

Xue Fangli: "..."

Jiang Juan had difficulty moving, so he consciously crawled inside when he got into bed.

He had hardly shared a bed with anyone, and after lying down, his hands and feet were quite restrained, and he didn't dare to move around. Xue Fangli stretched out his hand to remove the curtain, and said lightly: "Go to sleep."

Jiang Juan didn't speak, he was lying on his side with his back to Xue Fangli.He was obviously sleepy before he went to bed, but he couldn't fall asleep after getting on the bed. Jiang Juan rubbed against the pillow, and his hair was pushed down by him.

A hand reached into the back of his neck, Xue Fangli pulled Jiang Juan's long hair out, and he asked casually, "Do you have fine print."

"Yes," Jiang Juan replied, "Jiang Lazy."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said depressedly: "You are not allowed to laugh. If my mother—my mother had given me Jiang Qin at that time, maybe I would be very active now."

Xue Fangli didn't want to laugh at first, but when he saw him like this, he wanted to laugh instead, and he raised the corners of his lips.

There was no sarcasm, and it wasn't the usual indifferent smile, it was just that he wanted to laugh.

Xue Fangli was actually quite gorgeous, so gorgeous that he was almost sharp, at this moment his expression softened, he really was a piece of light, wind and moon, Zhilan Yushu.

Jiang Juan looked at him and found it quite pleasing to the eye, so he said generously, "Forget it, you can laugh if you want."

After a while, Jiang Juan asked him again: "Do you have fine print?"

Xue Fangli was still smiling, but he didn't know what to think of, his brows and eyes were cold.After a long time, he replied with regret: "No."

After a pause, Xue Fangli lowered his eyes and said casually, "I'll tell you a story, do you want to listen?"

Unable to fall asleep anyway, Jiang Juan nodded, showing great curiosity about ancient bedtime stories, "Okay."

Xue Fangli smiled slightly, "There was once a daughter who lived a smooth and stable life, her parents loved her and her husband's family respected her and protected her."

"and then?"

"Then……"

Xue Fangli closed his eyes lightly, and without warning, he remembered an extremely peaceful night.That night, the woman didn't go crazy, she just cried bitterly in front of the desk.

Her shoulders trembled violently, and tears soaked all the paper. The woman stammered, "Loving others is like holding a torch. If you go against the wind, you will burn your hands."

"...There must be burning hands."

Xue Fangli's hand on the back of Jiang Juan's neck moved suddenly, as if it was burning.

Jiang Juan waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the next sentence, so he asked again, "My lord, what then?"

Xue Fangli raised his eyelids, he didn't say anything, just stared at Jiang Juan, his eyes were calm and creepy.

He kept the boy, he just wanted to keep him, it had nothing to do with love.

He also has no love, he only has endless hatred.

I don't know how long it took, Xue Fangli finally spoke, and he said in a flat tone: "There is no more, you should go to sleep."

Jiang Juan: "..."

Forget it, don't tell it if you don't tell it, if it is a story about a foolish man complaining about a woman, he will probably be so angry that he can't sleep.

Jiang Juan comforted himself, turned his head and started to feel sleepy.Soon, he fell into a sweet dream.

Jiang Juan fell asleep until the next morning.

Headache from lack of sleep, and uncomfortable after sleeping for too long, just as Jiang Juan sat up with his hands on his forehead, Lan Ting opened the curtain.

"Young master, you are awake."

"Ah."

Jiang Juan realized belatedly that he was alone on the bed, so he asked Lan Ting, "Where is the prince?"

"When the servant girl came, the prince was already gone."

Jiang Juan said "Oh", and Lan Ting was about to ask him if he wanted to eat, when the senior officer heard the voice, he also knocked on the door, "Princess, the sixth prince is here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Juan was taken aback, "Sixth Prince?"

The executive said with a smile: "He said he wanted to show you a treasure."

Jiang Juan: "..."

He didn't want to look at the baby, and he didn't want to be unlucky, but everyone was here, so Jiang Juan could only reluctantly say, "Okay."

The senior officials hurried to invite someone, and when Xue Congyun came with his head held high, Lan Ting had already cleaned up for Jiang Juan.

As soon as Xue Congyun saw him, he said triumphantly: "You bumpkin, today I want to open your eyes."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the small box in his arms to Jiang Juan, "Look at what's inside."

Jiang Juan pulled away curiously, and when he looked down, he almost lost his mind.

——A worm squatted at the bottom of the box!

Jiang Juan is very afraid of bugs. He also experienced similar pranks when he was a child. He wanted to take a book from the belly of the table, but he touched a bug.

After many years, Jiang Juan was dominated by this fear again. He was so scared that he almost threw the box, but Xue Congyun caught it in time.

Xue Congyun said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Juan was also a little angry, "What are you doing?"

"I——" Xue Congyun yelled at him aggressively, only to utter a word, and he panicked, "Why are you crying?"

Jiang Juan actually didn't want to cry, but he was so scared in the past, tears have their own thoughts, Jiang Juan refused to admit it, "I didn't cry."

Xue Congyun is a demon king in the world, he has always been soft but not strong. He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it abruptly, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Jiang Juan.

——Why didn't you cry?The eyelashes drooped softly, and the eyes were full of moisture, and the whole face seemed to be covered in water vapor.

Strange, why does this country bumpkin look good when he cries?

No, the idea is too dangerous.

Brother Nian is the real beauty, with a beautiful heart and a kind heart, while this hillbilly is a false beauty with nothing but appearances!

But—this country bumpkin is really good-looking.

Xue Congjun struggled for a long time, but still failed. He fiddled with the lock buckle a few times depressedly, "Last time you insisted that clam sparrows are good things, so I specially found these two for you. If you don't like them, you don't like them. Why are you crying?" .”

After finishing speaking, Xue Congyun glanced at him again. Although he didn't know what was wrong with him, he still apologized awkwardly, "I really don't know what to cry about. I'm sorry, can I do it?"

Jiang Juan didn't slow down, but since the other party apologized, Jiang Juan still ignored him, "Then you can't do this either."

Xue Congyun asked him: "What's wrong with me?"

"You still ask me what you brought?" Jiang Juan said angrily, "It's such a big bug."

Xue Congyun was even more inexplicable than him, "What kind of bug, I only have an emerald peacock and a gold, gold..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Xue Congyun suddenly reacted, bursting into laughter.

Xue Congyun: "Hahahahahahahahaha."

Jiang Juan: "???"

Xue Congyun pushed the box in front of Jiang Juan again, motioning for Jiang Juan to open it, Jiang Juan shook his head desperately, Xue Congyun had no choice but to open it by himself.

"You look good."

Xue Congjun took out an exquisite object from the box - a jade leaf as thin as a cicada's wing, on which a golden cicada flapping its wings squatted, lifelike.

Xue Congyun: "Hahahahahahahaha."

Jiang Juan: "..."

Xue Congyun: "Hahahahahahahaha what a big bug."

Jiang Juan: "..."

The sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked, Xue Congjun laughed and screamed, but Jiang Juan lost his dream.

After a long time, Xue Congyun finally had enough of laughing. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter with you and Brother Nian? How dare you push people into the lake with your guts?"

"impossible."

Xue Congyun made a final decision, "There must be some misunderstanding between you."

The author has something to say: The salted fish rolls were passively laundered because of the death of the society (.