Salted fish, he thought about it

Marquis Anping: "?"

He stared blankly at Jiang Juan, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The prince is not in good health, so don't yell at him.

The prince is a piece of paper, can you still yell him away?

Anpinghou: "???"

The more he thought about it, the weirder he became, the more complicated his expression became, and he couldn't help but say, "You know—" "I'm fine."

Anpinghou felt astonished that Jiang Juan protected him like this, and Xue Fangli was also unexpected.

Being blocked behind was a rather novel experience for him, Xue Fangli didn't hate it, he even raised his lips and said slowly: "Let him roar, I don't mind."

"My lord, you have a very good temper."

After learning of the prince's life experience, in Jiang Juan's eyes, the prince is a sick, helpless and short-lived little poor man. Now hearing him say that he doesn't care, Jiang Juan is full of love and compassion, and he looks at Anpinghou with condemnation endlessly.

Marquis Anping: "..."

What the hell is Li Wang doing?

Marquis Anping couldn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked. He endured it again and again, and couldn't help it anymore, so he taunted: "Too good-tempered? If the prince is really good-tempered, why would he commit murder in the bookstore?"

Marquis Anping knew Li Wang's true nature, and those who were with him were making fun of Jiang Juan just now. Although he didn't know what crime Li Wang was reporting, he still believed that the perpetrator was Li Wang.

Jiang Juan didn't think so.He didn't want to offend Marquis Anping, but he didn't want the lord to be slandered, Jiang Juan said seriously: "The lord just reported to the government with good intentions."

Marquis Anping: "..."

He just wanted to ask Jiang Juan a word.

What kind of soup did King Li give you?

In any case, Marquis Anping still had some rationality. He moved his lips, but he still didn't say anything. On the contrary, Xue Fangli chuckled and said, "If he doesn't believe it, it doesn't matter."

As soon as the words fell, the officers and soldiers also escorted out some people, all of them looked crazy, dripping with blood, and no longer had the lofty posture of the past, Anpinghou was horrified, "What's wrong?"

The leader of the officers and soldiers replied: "A man named Li Ming suddenly went crazy, grabbed a knife and wounded many people."

Li Ming is frivolous, but he is quite loyal. Marquis Anping asked in shock, "How could this be?"

There is no interrogation yet, and of course the officers and soldiers don't know the reason. He just shook his head, then turned his head to Xue Fangli, and said with a strange look: "Thank you, my lord, for reporting the case. If you come a moment later, maybe it will lead to an accident. It's a tragedy."

Xue Fangli smiled and said, "This king should do it."

Officers and soldiers: "..."

The atmosphere froze again for a few seconds, the officers and soldiers laughed a few times, and dragged the people away.

Jiang Juan asked Marquis Anping, "Did you hear that, the prince kindly reported the crime?"

Marquis Anping: "...um."

Jiang Juan said again slowly: "You seem to be apologizing to the prince?"

"This Marquis..."

"This king doesn't care about fame."

Xue Fangli snorted lightly, and he lowered his eyes and asked Jiang Juan, "Go for a walk?"

Jiang Juan looked up at him, still feeling sorry for the prince, he sighed, "Forget it, let's go."

Xue Fangli said "Yes", and walked side by side with Jiang Juan. From the beginning to the end, Jiang Juan never looked at Anpinghou again.

Before that, Anpinghou had always believed that Jiang Juan was obsessed with him, and even felt troubled by his obsession, but at this moment, Jiang Juan turned a blind eye to him, but Anpinghou felt empty in his heart.

He almost unwillingly and resentfully asked: "In this case, why do you still keep our token?"

keepsake?What token?

Jiang Juan was stunned, "I..."

Xue Fangli lifted his eyelids, and Marquis Anping caught his gaze, and was startled, as if he was being stared at by some dangerous beast, and a huge sense of oppression hit him, Marquis Anping said stiffly: "This Marquis is taking the liberty."

"gone."

Xue Fangli didn't stay, and walked away. Jiang Juan hurriedly followed him, and he didn't even finish talking to Anpinghou.

At the same time, another carriage stopped outside the book shop.

"Second Young Master, please slow down."

Jiang Nian stepped out of the carriage with the ancient books in his hands. He raised his head, looked intently at the book shop, and recalled some things from his previous life.

No one knew that this bookshop was under the name of Jiangnan Lou's.

The Lou family has been in business for generations, and they are very wealthy in the south of the Yangtze River. There is a local nursery rhyme - there is an old sky above, there are millions of buildings below, it has not rained for three years, and there are ten thousand stones in the old grain, which refers to Lou's wealth.

The person in charge of this generation of firms is Lou Ruyue.This person's experience is quite legendary. When he was young, he devoted himself to writing and writing, and was quite talented. Later, he felt that his literary attainments could no longer be improved, so he abandoned literature and went into business, and disappeared from there.

In his previous life, the current situation was turbulent not only because of natural disasters, but Anping Hou was able to ascend the throne and win the hearts of the people, largely because of Lou Ruyue.

——At the time of the famine, he opened a warehouse in the name of Marquis Anping to provide food.

As for Lou Ruyue's good ancient books, the reason Jiang Nian knew was that in his previous life, Marquis Anping came to Li Wang's Mansion, he took away all the ancient books in the mansion, and gave them all to Lou Ruyue.

In this life, Jiang Nian knew the opportunity, even if he and Anpinghou were grasshoppers on the same rope, after he tried it out, he learned that Anpinghou didn't know about it, Jiang Nian also decided to let him do it .

It's just that King Li is not dead now, and he is not Princess Li. In order to collect this set of ancient books, Jiang Nian put in a lot of effort, but it was worth it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nian twitched the corners of his lips, and the maid Diancui looked at her, and said with emotion: "Young master is so pretty."

After saying that, she thought of something again, and said with a smile: "My lord, yesterday, Mr. Gu said that Yang Liusheng, the master of Danqing, is coming to the capital, but is it true?"

This master of Danqing only painted beauties all his life, and Diancui said: "Then he came to the capital, he must have asked to see the young master, after all, the young master is the number one beauty in the capital."

Jiang Nian smiled and shook his head, "Maybe he doesn't like me."

The young master is indeed handsome at first glance, and a little dull. Dian Cui was disappointed by this in the past, and felt that the name of the number one beauty was not true, but with the guidance of the sisters in the family, she understood.

Dian Cui said imitatively: "Young Master, this is a beautiful body, you need to have an aesthetic taste to appreciate it, if he doesn't like it, it means he is not good at aesthetics."

Jiang Nian just laughed, but didn't say anything else, Dian Cui wanted to say something, when he caught a glimpse of a young man out of the corner of his eye.

Light-colored clothes and waist-length valances.

It seemed as if the wind had blown, and the drooping crocodile was lifted a bit, and the half of the boy's face that was exposed was really a fairy appearance.

Dian Cui was stunned.

so beautiful.

No, no.

He has been with the second son for so long, how can his aesthetic taste be so low-level, and he likes this superficial and exposed beauty?

Diancui struggled in her heart.

But he is so beautiful.

And...why does it look familiar?

Diancui was full of doubts in her heart, and wanted to turn her head to look again, but the boy's face was already hidden under the veil, and she was left blank, feeling rather regretful.

At this time, Jiang Nian also entered the book shop.

"Master Hou?"

When he saw Anpinghou, he called out in surprise. Anpinghou turned his head and forced a smile, "Xiao Nian, why are you here?"

Jiang Nian replied: "I got this ancient book. I heard that there are many books in this book shop. I want to exchange it."

Anpinghou nodded, "Benhou is leaving first."

Jiang Nian hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't stop him, just smiled, "Okay, slow down on the road."

Marquis Anping strode away, while Jiang Nian found the shopkeeper of the book shop and explained to him the purpose of his visit, "Can this set of ancient books be exchanged for other ancient books with the book shop?"

The shopkeeper lowered his head to see that it was "Comments on the Deer Spring Sutra". He waved his hand, "My husband has copies of this set of books. If there are other ancient books, please come and exchange them."

Jiang Nian had no choice but to respond, "Yes."

When he came, he held the ancient book himself, but when he left, he found nothing, and handed the ancient book to Diancui. Jiang Nian walked in front, frowning tightly.

In his previous life, Marquis Anping took the ancient books of King Li.

Where should he go to find some ancient books now?

No matter what, Lou Ruyue is bound to please her.

Jiang Juan got into the carriage.

He put the teacup away and lay down on the table to watch.

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes to look at him a few times, picked up the teacup, and asked without emotion: "You like this teacup so much?"

Jiang Juan told the truth this time, "Well, it's so beautiful, but it's also so difficult to fire."

Xue Fangli played with it a few times, then said casually, "Not bad."

No matter what it was before, Xue Fangli's highest evaluation was only the word "fair", and this was the first time he said "not bad". When Jiang Juan heard it, he said generously: "My lord, do you like it too? Then you accept it." Get up."

Xue Fangli paused, "What about you?"

Jiang Juan was already very happy to touch it, he shook his head, "I'm fine."

Xue Fangli didn't reply, and after a long time, he asked in a calm tone: "Are you like this about everything?"

"You say you like it, but you give it away casually. Do you really like it, or are you just fooling me?"

Jiang Juan was taken aback.

Of course he really likes it, but Jiang Juan is also really not materialistic.

Before wearing the book, his heart disease was so serious that the critical illness notice at home could be bound into a book. Jiang Juan accepted the fact that he would not live long, and learned very early not to be obsessed with possessions. Just looking at it is enough.

But—the cup was specially changed for him by the prince. He said he liked it, but asked the prince to put it away. It seems that it is really easy for people to misunderstand that he doesn't like it.

Jiang Juan thought for a while, and explained to Xue Fangli: "I used to be in poor health..."

"I like a lot of things, but no matter how much I like them, I can only look at them, because I couldn't even take them when I was very sick, and I can't even take them away in the future. "

Jiang Juan thought very openly, he was optimistic by nature, and he didn't feel anything wrong when talking about these things, but Xue Fangli tightened his hand suddenly.

Jiang Juan was weak, and Xue Fangli knew about it on the day of his marriage, not to mention his frequent heart attacks afterwards, but this was the first time he heard a few words from Jiang Juan.

I was too sick to take it, and I couldn't take it away.

Xue Fangli sniffed the sweet smell of the young man, but endless irritability rose in his heart.

At this moment, Jiang Juan was still lying on the table, the curtains had not been removed, the gauze was hanging down, piled up on his elbows, like a cloud of smoke, his bright wrist was looming, as thin as a vase of glazed beauty, easy to break Also fragile.

After looking at him for a long time, the next moment, Xue Fangli put down the cup. He pushed aside the veil, and pinched Jiang Juan's jaw again, forcing him to raise his head to meet his gaze.

"What you like is yours," Xue Fangli said slowly, "If you can't take it, I will take it for you."

After a pause, Xue Fangli asked him again: "You are afraid that you won't be able to carry that teacup in the future, and you don't want it. What about the token of Marquis Anping?"

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, his expression darkened, "What token do you keep?"

"You don't have to change the things that the king gave you. Why do you want to keep the things from the Marquis of Anping?"