Salted fish, he thought about it

Jiang Juan didn't speak, just lay in Xue Fangli's arms, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, the tears almost never stopped.

Xue Fangli said flatly: "There is nothing to cry about. This king has long since stopped caring about these things."

He didn't care about it for a long time, and it wasn't that he didn't care at all. Jiang Juan raised his head and said seriously, "My lord, you should care about me from now on."

The prince is so pitiful, his family is unfortunate, his life experience is miserable, and he will die soon.

Jiang Juan was originally only doing business as a symbol, to provide hospice care for the prince, but now he has changed his mind.

He wanted to treat the prince better and send him off for the last time.

Jiang Juan added: "I will treat you very well."

Xue Fangli didn't seem to have expected Jiang Juan to say such a thing. He lowered his head and stared at Jiang Juan for a long time before slowly speaking: "What if you regret it?"

Jiang Juan asked puzzledly, "Why do you regret it?"

"because……"

Pale fingers caressed Jiang Juan's face, Xue Fangli took the trouble to wipe away every tear for Jiang Juan, and then said slowly: "You love to cry too much."

I will cry when I feel pain, I will cry when I feel that others are not doing well, and I will cry no matter what.

One day, Jiang Juan realized that he had been tricked—he was not a good person, but a lunatic who liked to bring suffering to others, so what would he cry like?

The sky is falling.

Jiang Juan said, "I..."

His bony fingers pressed against his lips, Xue Fangli looked at him, his red lips slightly raised, and he said softly, "Don't make any promises to me."

"This king takes it seriously, even if you can't do it, you must do it."

Jiang Juan was stunned, the back of his neck was pinned down, and he fell back into Xue Fangli's arms.

This time he was very quiet and didn't cry anymore, but Jiang Juan was also tired, and not long after, he fell asleep in Xue Fangli's arms.

Xue Fangli still held Jiang Juan with one hand and looked down for a long, long time.

His heart also softened into a piece, and he was almost defeated.

The next evening.

The festival of the poppies passed, and the carriage of the palace left the Miaoling Temple.

After being languid for most of the day yesterday, Jiang Juan was in a good mood today. He sat in Xue Fangli's arms, resigned himself to being a humanoid pillow, and fed and ate whatever he wanted.

"Still shopping?"

Suddenly, Xue Fang left his mouth, Jiang Juan was taken aback, and looked up at him blankly, Xue Fangli raised his chin lightly, motioning him to look outside.

"This street, you said you wanted to go shopping when you came back."

"Strolling."

Jiang Juan also remembered.He actually doesn't like wandering around, it's too tiring after all, but Jiang Juan's maps are really limited since he passed through the book, and he's quite curious about other places, so he wants to look around.

Xue Fangli said "Yes", and asked the coachman to stop the car, he said: "This king is waiting for you at the teahouse."

Jiang Juan blinked, "Isn't the prince with you?"

If he was traveling with him, Jiang Juan would have nothing to visit, after all, Li Wang is famous, but Xue Fangli just said: "My Wang Xijing."

Jiang Juan said "Oh", but he didn't doubt it too much. After all, maids usually seldom make a sound, and they do everything quietly, "Then I will come to you after I finish watching."

Xue Fangli nodded, Jiang Juan got up from his arms, just touched the curtain with his hand, Xue Fangli said again: "Wait a minute."

Jiang Juan turned his head, "Huh?"

Xue Fangli summoned the senior officer and gave some light instructions. The senior officer looked at Jiang Juan and left. When he came back, he was holding a veiled hat in his hand.

Xue Fangli put it on for Jiang Juan, and then said, "Go."

The veiled hat had a wide brim and a light gauze that reached to the waist. Jiang Juan pushed it aside a little and asked strangely, "My lord, what am I wearing this for?"

The shark's silk rose, and half of the young man's pretty face was exposed. It was already so beautiful that it was not like anything in the world. Xue Fangli lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It's hot, you can't bear the sunburn."

It makes sense, Jiang Juan really didn't want to get hurt anymore, he said sincerely: "My lord, you are very thoughtful."

Xue Fangli smiled and said, "Really?"

Jiang Juan nodded, put on the veiled hat again, and then got out of the carriage.

Naturally, Xue Fangli would not let him hang out here alone, and the guards followed him quite a bit, but it was not so much fanfare. Jiang Juan looked around, and there was nothing new about it, until he stepped into a bookstore .

"...The color of the lamp is expensive, black and green. This kind of black porcelain can no longer be fired, let alone it is Yaobian, so it is precious."

The shopkeeper of the book store carefully held up a teacup. It was completely black, with many brown dots on the bottom of the cup. It seemed ordinary, but when the angle was slightly tilted, a hazy blue light emerged, shining brightly and indistinctly. If there are cosmic galaxies in the bowl.

Jiang Juan opened his eyes wide. He had seen this kind of teacup called Yaobian in the museum, but it was half incomplete, but even so, it was amazing enough, let alone this teacup. It's a whole one, dreamy like an aurora.

Jiang Juan was so beautiful, and so were the people next to the shopkeeper. Someone asked, "Shopkeeper, do you want to sell this cup?"

"No, no amount of silver." The shopkeeper put away the cup, "but..."

He made a joke, "Our husband is a poetry idiot. This cup is worth a thousand dollars, but if he writes a poem that satisfies him, maybe he will give it away as soon as he is happy."

There is no need to spend a lot of money in exchange for poems, but it is not easy to write a good poem.Jiang Juan likes it, but he doesn't want it very much. As long as he can look at it a few more times, he is already very happy, so Jiang Juan plans to see enough.

Unbeknownst to him, someone on the second floor of the bookstore had been watching him for a long time.

"In exchange for poetry? Isn't that a coincidence, Master Hou is here."

"That's right, we can't write any good poems, Master Hou is different, it's a word of mouth."

This bookstore was originally the library of a great Confucian, storing various ancient books. Later, he opened it to Chinese people in Beijing. The first floor sells various rubbings, and the second floor is connected to the teahouse, where people can rest. pick here.

Today the Marquis of Anping was invited to the party.He has a noble status, and it is widely rumored that he has been taught by Mr. Bai, so many famous students in Beijing only look up to him.

"Everyone praises you," Anpinghou said calmly, "Benhou's poems are nothing more than ordinary."

"Don't be humble, Lord Hou." Li Ming, the son of the Minister of Justice, waved his hand, "If you are just ordinary, we should jump the moat."

Marquis Anping smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to change his words: "This black porcelain teacup has nothing to do with Ben Hou, and Ben Hou doesn't intend to participate."

When Li Ming heard this, he hurriedly elbowed the people beside him, "Did you hear that, didn't you want to talk about it? If Lord Hou participates, then he must be at his fingertips. Now your chance has come."

Marquis Anping was even more helpless when he heard that, but he didn't say anything, he just took a sip of water from his teacup, but his eyes drifted downstairs involuntarily.

The young man was dressed in a light color, the curtains were drawn down, his figure was almost hidden by the layer of veil, even though he could not see his face, he still had icy muscles and bones, and a fairy appearance.

"Master Hou, what are you looking at?" Li Ming lowered his head and was taken aback for a moment, "This is... the Second Young Master is here?"

Don't blame him for admitting the wrong person.Jiang Nian, the second son of the Shangshu Mansion, is known as the Little Immortal in Beijing. He has an elegant temperament, gentle and dignified, and is nicknamed the number one beauty.

Coupled with the fact that Marquis Anping was so engrossed in watching, Li Ming naturally thought about it because he had always had a deep friendship with Jiang Nian.

Hearing him mention Jiang Nian, Marquis Anping finally came back to his senses, he said slowly: "It's not Xiao Nian, it's the third son."

Li Ming fell into silence. Jiang Juan was not like this in his impression, but because the hood blocked the prying eyes, Li Ming couldn't see his face clearly, so he smiled awkwardly, "Ah, it's not the second son."

After a while, he remembered something again, and said with a smile: "Isn't he Li Wangfei now?"

Jiang Juan is obsessed with Anpinghou, those who have friendship with Anpinghou know a little bit, and Li Ming is frivolous by nature, so he lowered his voice and said: "Master Hou, you will come to Shusi every month. If you don’t come late, why did you come today?”

Li Ming squeezed his eyes, "I'm afraid it's because the ulterior motives are not drinking."

Marquis Anping frowned, "Speak carefully."

Li Ming got to know him well, knew that he wasn't really angry, and was still joking with him, and the others also booed: "Master Hou, why don't you invite the concubine to come up for a cup of tea."

Marquis Anping didn't quite agree. He was about to refuse, but Li Ming said teasingly, "He's already a concubine, and he's still looking for Lord Hou so far. If you don't see Lord Hou, you really have a strong heart."

Marquis Anping looked down at Jiang Juan, his eyes froze suddenly, seeing Jiang Juan's bandaged left hand, he finally changed his words, "...that's fine."

He already owed Jiang Juan a lot.Last time in the palace, it was inconvenient to talk about many things, but this time it can be explained clearly.

The Marquis of Anping summoned the servant and whispered a few words, the servant immediately led the order to go downstairs.

Li Ming looked at it, and couldn't help asking Anpinghou: "Master Hou, do you think he has changed a lot? Last time I saw him, he didn't even dare to lift his head. Why did he..."

How about it, Li Ming has nothing to say, after all, Jiang Juan is Princess Li no matter what, so what he said was a bit disrespectful.

——Why is it so itchy for his face under the curtain?

Marquis Anping glanced at him, realizing what Li Ming hadn't finished speaking. He inexplicably remembered Jiang Juan's eyelashes shaking and his wet face that day, and his heart skipped a beat.

The next second, realizing something, Anpinghou put down his teacup heavily, "I don't see any difference from the past."

"If it hasn't changed, it hasn't changed. Why are you so angry..."

Li Ming muttered a few words and poured wine for Anping Hou himself, "Okay, okay, I made a mistake, come, drink and drink."

At the same time, the servant had already gone downstairs. He called Jiang Juan to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Princess, Lord Hou, please go upstairs to explain."

Jiang Juan turned his head slowly, "Master? Which Lord?"

The little servant laughed and said, "Which other Marquis is there? Of course it is Marquis Anping."

Jiang Juan: "..."

How can this be.

He was just out for a stroll, how could he run into Anpinghou.

Anpinghou was the main character, so Jiang Juan couldn't avoid it, not to mention the last time I met him, Anpinghou was too sticky, Jiang Juan didn't want to talk to him, so he shook his head, "I don't think there is any need to talk about it. "

"This..." the servant hesitated, "Princess, Lord Hou sincerely invites you."

Jiang Juan said sincerely: "But I also think there is really nothing to talk about, so you can report back to Lord Hou like this."

The servant had no choice but to agree and returned in a hurry. Seeing him alone, Li Ming jokingly said, "Where is the concubine? Could it be that I was a little timid when I heard that Lord Hou invited me to talk, so I need to take it easy?" "

The companions also laughed and said: "Not necessarily. The princess was infatuated with Lord Hou before. This is really the first time that Lord Hou invited him to meet, instead of him eagerly coming up."

Marquis Anping glanced at them and stopped him: "Stop talking about this, he is already Princess Li, if Prince Li knows about it, he will definitely be unhappy."

But in his heart, he didn't think that Jiang Juan would refuse to meet him, so he asked the servant: "What's wrong with the princess?"

The little servant leaned down, intending to whisper in his ear, but Anping Hou said: "It's okay, let's talk directly."

The boy wondered: "Master Hou..."

Li Ming put a hand on his shoulder, "If you want to say it, you can say it, what's wrong with the princess, you still have to keep it from us big guys, maybe it's the princess who asked you to have a private relationship with Lord Hou?"

Everyone laughed together, but Marquis Anping hesitated for a moment, afraid that Jiang Juan would really say something that would not be heard by others.

——Perhaps it was Li Wang who was tyrannical and asked him for help.

Marquis Anping was about to change his words, but Li Ming sighed again: "Your Majesty is really blessed, our number one beauty falls in love with you, and the younger brother of the number one beauty falls in love with you too."

Hou Anping paused, but he didn't say anything, so the servant had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Master Hou, the princess said that I have nothing to say to you, and he doesn't see you."

The voice fell, and everyone was silent.

How happy the booing was before, how embarrassing the atmosphere is now, no one thought that Jiang Juan would refuse, let alone that he would refuse so mercilessly.

Isn't he infatuated with Marquis Anping?

Why did he lose face to Marquis Anping like this?

Li Ming booed the loudest and was also the most puzzled one. Although he was not Marquis of Anping, now he wished he could get into the ground for Marquis of Anping.

To be rejected in public, or someone who no one thinks would refuse an invitation, is embarrassing, it's simply too embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Li Ming took a peek at Anpinghou. Anpinghou's expression did not change, he was still calm and relaxed, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Master Hou doesn't care.

In fact, even Li Ming, a bystander, felt ashamed, let alone Anpinghou.

He was rather shameless, but he had always been moody and angry, so he didn't show it at all, but the hand in the sleeve was tightly clenched.

Nothing to say?

He has good intentions, even if he has resentment in his heart, he should not be so relentless.

The more Marquis Anping thought about it, the more annoyed he became. At this moment, Li Ming suddenly asked in surprise, "Why are you leaving?"

Anping Hou subconsciously looked over, and it was Jiang Juan who turned around, as if he was about to leave.

Li Ming quickly took the opportunity to smooth things over and said, "If the concubine doesn't come, there must be something wrong, otherwise why would he ignore Lord Hou?"

Amidst the voices of echo, Marquis Anping's anger did not subside. He stared at Jiang Juan for a few moments, then suddenly got up and said, "This Marquis is going out for a while."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one said much, they just watched him leave.

But not long after, the door was kicked open again with a "bang".

"Master Hou, why do you..."

A few guards stood respectfully on one side, and the man came slowly. His complexion was extremely pale, but his lips were surprisingly bright. At this moment, he smiled again, full of hostility.

It's not that Marquis Anping went and returned, but that King Li came.

"The king just heard some interesting things next door."

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, glanced at Marquis Anping who was approaching Jiang Juan, and smiled casually, "How can my concubine be interested in others?"

"You have opened your mouth, but you can only chew the root of your tongue. In my opinion, it's better to cut off your tongue."