Salted fish, he thought about it

All day long, Jiang Juan has been complaining about being uncomfortable, but only at this moment, he is really uncomfortable.

Xue Fangli stared at him for a long time, raised his eyelids, and looked at Manager Wang expressionlessly.

Director Wang didn't expect Jiang Juan's reaction to be so big. He held his two hands and didn't dare to say anything.

"My lord, don't look at him," Jiang Juan said, "Be honest."

Xue Fangli said with a smile: "You don't know everything."

Jiang Juan looked depressed, "But I want to hear from you."

Xue Fangli said in a flat tone, "That's all, there's nothing to say."

More than that, definitely more than that.

What Manager Wang knows is definitely just the tip of the iceberg, and there are more things that are unknown.

"What's so uncomfortable?"

Xue Fangli said in a loose voice, "I don't care how many times I've told you."

Jiang Juan stared at him blankly, "My lord, why did she treat you like this?"

why?

The woman in my memory rarely had a peaceful moment, and rarely gave him warmth. Only once, the woman took his hand, pulled him into her arms, and said with a smile: "My release, Fang Li, who was born in ten months of mother's pregnancy, has already grown up to this size."

"This letter is a little secret between you and your mother. Don't tell anyone, don't mention it, okay?"

"Don't, don't tell your father."

"That's my mother's husband. He's here, and he's going to take my mother away..."

Xue Fangli closed his eyelids and said calmly: "She hates this king."

Jiang Juan wanted to say something more, but the maid who was sent to fetch the painting came back, and she respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the painting is here."

Xue Fangli nodded, and several maids stepped forward and spread out the scrolls together. There are seven paintings in total, and six of them depict a woman.

It should be the same person, right?

Jiang Juan tried his best to identify it. The silk was damp, and there were also many moths. The damage was serious, and only a general outline could be seen, but it did not conceal the beauty of the woman.

She is—"My lord, is she your mother and concubine?"

Jiang Juan finally reacted belatedly.

No wonder Emperor Hongxing sent people to fetch the paintings.

No wonder the prince refused when he was messing around.

Jiang Juan just wanted to dismiss the prince and ask Mr. Wang what happened, but he seemed to have accidentally poked the prince's scar.

"My lord..."

Jiang Juan was filled with guilt, but Xue Fangli asked him nonchalantly, "Don't watch it?"

Jiang Juan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he shook his head, Xue Fangli threw these portraits to Mr. Wang, and said flatly, "Take it to Father."

Manager Wang said in surprise, "Yes."

After a pause, Manager Wang reminded again: "My lord, there is still a painting missing."

There are seven paintings in total, and there is one that has not been opened yet. The maid hurriedly said: "Boss Wang, this painting is too badly damaged. The maidservant did not open it because she was afraid that it would be scattered when it was unfolded."

Director Wang hesitated and said, "My lord, do you keep this painting for yourself or do you take it away with your slaves?"

Pale hand stretched out, fingertips touched the scroll, Xue Fangli rubbed it a few times, and said lightly: "This painting is not about her, keep it."

Manager Wang responded, "Yes."

Jiang Juan looked down and couldn't help but ask him, "My lord, what is this painting about?"

Xue Fangli smiled, "I don't really remember either."

If you don't remember, how do you know that the painting is not a poppy?

Since the prince is willing to keep this painting, it means that this painting must have some meaning, right?

It's a pity that the painting was badly damaged.

Jiang Juan was so engrossed that he didn't even realize that Manager Wang had left, until his jaw was raised, Xue Fangli lowered his eyes and asked him, "Go for a walk?"

Jiang Juan hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, "Forget it."

He wanted to go before, purely because he was curious about the palace where the prince lived, but the prince didn't have many good memories, so revisiting the old place should be a kind of torture for him.

Why worry, only sleep.When Jiang Juan was in a bad mood, he would sleep in the dark. He felt that the prince could rest now.

"My lord, are you sleeping?"

"You want to sleep?"

Jiang Juan actually didn't want to sleep that much, but he thought that the prince liked to hug him, so he nodded, "Yeah."

He said slowly: "I don't like this bed, my lord, can you hug me and sleep?"

Jiang Juan was too guilty, and he was also brooding over his behavior of poking the scar. He didn't know what to do, so he had to take the initiative to start the business of humanoid pillows, and let the prince hug him for another night.

Xue Fangli raised his brows slightly, he naturally knew the reason why he threw himself into his arms, he was about to say something, but he didn't say anything.

The only meaning of his past now is to use it to manipulate the young man, make him feel distressed, and make him love him, but he is afraid that the young man will be too distressed, and it will be too troublesome to coax him.

As long as the boy doesn't cry, Xue Fangli accepts all his guilt and initiative, and enjoys it.

"Okay."

Not long after, Xue Fang left. He hugged the person in his arms and smiled happily.

At the same time, Manager Wang also returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation holding the painting.

To be honest, he didn't have much hope when he came this time. It's obvious to all the prince how much he has feelings for the poppies over the years.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty—!"

Director Wang happily stepped into the hall, and was about to present the painting, when he found that there was another person in the hall, he took a closer look, and quickly saluted, "I have seen the eldest prince."

The eldest prince Xue Chaohua smiled, and asked Director Wang: "Eunuch, what kind of good things did you send to Emperor Father, are you so smiling?"

Emperor Hongxing was drinking tea with his head down, but he raised his head suddenly when he heard the words, the movement was so big that the tea splashed on his body, but he didn't care, "Have you got it?"

Director Wang replied with a smile: "Return to Your Majesty, I got it, thanks to the princess."

princess?

Five things?

Xue Chaohua's smile faded away, feeling extremely unlucky.

Why is that lunatic again.

Emperor Hongxing's fingers trembled, and his tone was also hasty, "Quick, quickly submit it to me for a look."

Director Wang stepped forward according to his words, and unfolded the portrait carefully.

The silk silk has been stored for many years, and because of improper storage, it has dried and become a thin and brittle layer. The picture is yellowed and moth-eaten, and the face of the beauty is also blurred. Only her elegance is the same as before.

Emperor Hongxing couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress it, and Director Wang hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the painting is too damaged, you should be gentle."

After being reminded by him, Emperor Hongxing paused, but he was not willing to caress the scroll, but just looked at the person in the painting tenderly.

Looking at his expression and who is in the painting, even if Xue Chaohua didn't look at it, he could guess it pretty well.

Poppies, definitely that poppies.

The mother and concubine of the fifth child.

Xue Chaohua snorted coldly in his heart.

He came here this time, entrusted by Li Shilang, to intercede for his son who was punished for disrespect and was about to be executed.

Li Shilang is an offshoot of his mother's family, and he and Xue Fangli have always been at odds, as long as Xue Fangli can be unhappy, he will be happy, and Xue Chaohua has to come to see Emperor Hongxing.

After a little thought, Xue Chaohua said: "Father, I heard that Yang Liusheng, a master of painting, entered Beijing yesterday. He is not only a good painter, but also has superb painting skills, and he is also good at repairing antiques. It just so happens that I have an appointment with someone, and tomorrow I will go to Bai Garden outing, it is said that Yang Liusheng is also here, how about Erchen take your painting over there, if he can restore it, let him restore it, and if he can't restore it, just repaint it?"

It doesn't matter whether it is restored or repainted, as long as the voice and smile of the person in the painting can be clearer.

Emperor Hongxing said slowly, "Alright."

After a pause, thinking that he might not have been out of the palace for a long time, Emperor Hongxing said again: "Tomorrow I will go with you."

The father and son hadn't developed feelings for each other for a long time, Xue Chaohua was overjoyed when he heard it, and said, "Father is going too? There, I will have people shut down the Hundred Gardens, and tomorrow they will only be allowed to—" "No need," Hong Xingdi said Said, "I'm just going to have a look, there's no need to mobilize people like this."

Xue Chaohua was about to persuade him, when Emperor Hongxing ordered Manager Wang: "Call Lao Wu and his concubine tomorrow."

Manager Wang responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Xue Chaohua: "..."

They thought they were the only father and son, but now they had to go with Xue Fangli again, Xue Zhaohua's expression turned ugly, and he felt even more unlucky.

Emperor Hongxing didn't know what was going on in his mind, he just mentioned Jiang Juan, remembered that he had promised the reward, and said with a smile: "The fifth brother gave me the painting, but I forgot his reward."

He asked Mr. Wang: "Tell me, what should I reward him?"

Manager Wang thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, the prince doesn't seem to have any preferences, but he values ​​the princess quite a bit. How about seeing what the princess likes tomorrow?"

"Alright."

Emperor Hongxing nodded. He liked Jiang Juan very much. He had a good impression of Jiang Juan when they met for the first time. It also makes sense.”

Manager Wang also said with emotion: "The princess is really a wonderful person."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Hongxing remembered something, turned around and asked Xue Chaohua: "Boss, what is the matter for you to come to see me?"

Xue Chaohua froze, he was not stupid, of course he knew that now was not a good time to intercede, after all his father was still offering rewards, so he reluctantly smiled and said: "It's nothing, just come to see father."

Emperor Hongxing nodded, "You have a heart."

The next day.

Jiang Juan fell into a drowsy sleep, but was suddenly awakened by a voice.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is planning to go for an outing in Baihuayuan, and I want you and the princess to come with me."

Manager Wang lowered his voice, and after finishing speaking, he raised his head subconsciously.

On the mahogany bed, the snow-blue tent hangs down leisurely, and the gauze is layered on top of each other, but it is still too thin to completely block the scenery on the bed. The young man's figure is indistinct, lying on a person, his long hair piled up all over his shoulders , with a hand on his waist.

Pale and thin, it seems that once you stretch it out, you can hold this thin waist tightly, or in other words, this hand has been holding it all night.

Their intimate gesture obviously misunderstood Mr. Wang, he hastily lowered his head, fearing that he saw something he shouldn't see, and then said: "Your Majesty and the First Prince are ready, the only thing left is you and the concubine."

Jiang Juan rubbed against each other, Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, Jiang Juan didn't open his eyes, but asked feebly, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Xue Fangli: "Traveling."

Jiang Juan: "?"

What kind of hiking is there, what is there to do? Jiang Juan, a salty fish, is very opposed to this kind of large-scale outdoor activities. He said depressedly: "I don't want to go hiking, I just want to sleep."

Xue Fangli said softly, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Juan said that he sleeps a lot, it really is a lot, and his talent is different, not only does he not sleep enough, he sleeps more and more.When Jiang Juan heard this, he buried his face in Xue Fangli's arms again. He was still sleepy, and when he was about to fall asleep again, he suddenly remembered a plot.

In the novel, the protagonist Shou also has a plot about outing.

In addition to pets, Su is also indispensable in group pet articles.This episode is about the protagonist Shou going out for an outing, and finally met Yang Liusheng, a world-famous master of painting. This painting artist is the best beauty in his life, and he also likes to draw beauties, so as soon as he meets the protagonist Shou, he immediately asks to paint for him. So far, the protagonist's prefix is ​​not only the number one beauty in the capital, but the whole world knows his reputation.

Happiness is what the protagonist receives, so Jiang Juan should not approach his home field.

Thinking about it, Jiang Juan's consciousness dispersed again, and he fell into a sweet dreamland.

"My lord, don't you and my concubine go for an outing?"

Director Wang heard Xue Fangli's coaxing Jiang Juan, and he said hesitantly, "Your Majesty always has good intentions."

Xue Fangli really didn't have any interest, but it's okay to go to Baihuayuan and return to the palace, Xue Fangli said lightly: "Go."

"Then the princess... let him rest?"

"Ah."

Director Wang thought he meant to let the princess stay in the palace to rest, so he hurriedly greeted the maid and said, "Take care of yourself and watch the princess. If he—" Xue Fangli glanced at him, "he will go too."

Manager Wang: "?"

He was taken aback for a moment, and it didn't take long for Manager Wang to finally understand how the prince told the princess to rest, but the princess also went to Baihua Garden.

——The concubine asked someone to pack him up, and the prince just picked him up, walked out of the palace, and got into the carriage.

From the beginning to the end, the concubine lay in the arms of the prince, sleeping very sweetly, and the prince just walked with him in his arms.

Manager Wang: "..."

The princess refused to get up, so the prince hugged him around.

The prince, this is too doting on the princess, right?

Just as he was thinking, Emperor Hongxing also saw Jiang Juan being hugged in his arms without moving, so he frowned and asked Director Wang, "What's the matter with the fifth princess? The disease relapsed, and the person fainted?"

Manager Wang hesitated to speak, and after much deliberation, he still saved a little face for Jiang Juan, "Return to Your Majesty, the princess is a little uncomfortable."

It was so uncomfortable that he didn't wake him up all the way.

The author has something to say: Salted Fish Rolls: I’m fainted, I pretended to be zzzzzzzz, referring to sleep as faint (bushi)