Salted fish, he thought about it

Jiang Juan said strangely: "What broke, I just knocked it, but it didn't break."

Xue Fangli did not comment and lowered his eyes.Jiang Juan had already rolled up his obscene trousers, his whole body was well-proportioned, even his legs were white and straight, only one was stained with color.

— On the knees, there is a faint pink color.

After knocking, the delicate skin was scratched, but there was no bleeding, but Xue Fangli still bent down and hugged Jiang Juan who was sitting on the ground.

Jiang Juan: "There is no bloodshed, so it should be fine?"

Xue Fangli: "You will also say it's okay?"

There was nothing wrong with it, it just hurt, Jiang Juan couldn't take it anymore, and complained honestly: "It hurts so much."

Xue Fangli glanced at him, "Squeamish."

Jiang Juan: "..."

He shouldn't have spoken.

Xue Fangli put Jiang Juan on the couch, and without looking back, he ordered, "Bring a pot of hot water, and a box of myogenic ointment."

The maid hurriedly backed away, and quickly brought all the things over. Jiang Juan just took off his shoes and socks, bent his legs to see if there was any injury elsewhere, but fortunately, only his knee was scratched, so he was relieved.

"Is there no need to take medicine for this?"

Jiang Juan knew too well that his knee hurts already, and it would only hurt more if he touched it. He said, "It's getting dark, my lord, let's go watch the fireworks."

Xue Fangli didn't respond, but just took the wet handkerchief from the servant girl, he wiped his knee, but before it touched, Jiang Juan started to push him in fright, Xue Fangli restrained his wrist, unable to move, and Jiang Juan kicked him almost subconsciously.

Did not kick on.

Jiang Juan's injured knee happened to be the leg wearing the lobular red sandalwood beads. His ankle was grabbed, and his movements stopped. Only the string of beads was still dangling from his ankle.

The wooden dark beads are in stark contrast with the fair complexion. It fits Jiang Juan. It is clean and dust-free. It doesn't fit Jiang Juan so well. Pronounce one thing.

——He was taken off his wrist by the original owner, and was specially worn on Jiang Juan's ankle.

The Buddha beads are holy, but at this moment it is hanging on Jiang Juan's ankles and dangling non-stop, inexplicably adding a sense of declaring ownership.

Watching and watching, Xue Fangli grasped Jiang Juan's ankle with the hand, stroked the beads, rubbed his fingers again and again, and the beads were slowly moved.

He touched the lobular red sandalwood beads, but Jiang Juan just felt itchy. Yurun's toes curled up almost uncontrollably. not coming back.

"You let go."

Jiang Juan said in a low voice, "This is so strange."

Xue Fangli asked, "What's so strange?"

His tone was flat, and even when he said this, he was still rubbing the beads, as if he was slowly playing with the beads, but it didn't look like beads, because his eyes were always on Jiang Juan's curled up toes superior.

Jiang Juan: "Everywhere is strange."

Xue Fangli: "What about this?"

Insert your fingers into the beads and caress the ankle bone on the outside of the wrist.

His fingertips were cold, but the moment he touched them, Jiang Juan felt scorching hot, and his reaction was as if he had been scalded. He retracted quickly, but accidentally stepped into the basin of water on the ground .

With a "splash", the water splashed everywhere, splashed on Jiang Juan's legs, and splashed on Xue Fangli's sleeves. At this moment, everything was very quiet, except for the sound of water.

"I did not do it on purpose."

After a while, Jiang Juan opened his mouth with a guilty conscience. Xue Fangli glanced at him and said nothing, just took care of his knee for him.

Jiang Juan didn't want to take medicine, but just wanted to get away, so he mentioned it to Xue Fangli again, "My lord, go to watch the fireworks."

What was he thinking? It was really easy to guess. Xue Fangli looked away. After leaving it for a while, the medicine was already cold. Cooking it again would only make it more bitter. If he was forced to drink it again, he might bite again. .

"Forget about the tonic, if you don't want to drink it, don't take it," Xue Fangli said slowly, "No matter how much you supplement it, if you are in a bad mood, you will still have heart disease."

Jiang Juan blinked, satisfied with his way, "Well, I can't be angry."

Xue Fangli said again: "Take a bath first, and then watch the fireworks."

Jiang Juan wanted to come back and talk later, he was afraid he would not be able to catch up, "I don't—" Xue Fangli glanced at him before he finished speaking, and asked lightly: "You are covered in water, do you want to catch a cold? Can you take the tonic?" Drink, if you catch a cold, you have to drink every dose honestly and without stopping."

Jiang Juan: "..."

He was intimidated, so he had no choice but to quickly put on his shoes and let the maid lead him to take a bath.

After changing into clean clothes and tidying up, Jiang Juan hurriedly urged Xue Fangli: "My lord, watch the fireworks."

Xue Fangli nodded, "Go."

Jiang Juan pulled him and was about to run away, but Xue Fangli didn't move at all. Jiang Juan turned his head suspiciously, and said softly, "When did this king promise you to watch it together?"

Jiang Juan: "?"

No, the prince has to go after he wasted so much time, Jiang Juan glanced at him, and asked slowly: "My lord, are you not going?"

"If my lord doesn't go, I'll be in a bad mood. If I'm in a bad mood, I might have a heart attack. Once my heart attack happens, you won't be at peace, lord."

This is not a reminder, but a blatant threat.

Under the light, the young man's eyelashes were raised, his eyebrows and eyes were lively, Xue Fangli looked at him for a long time, no matter how dissatisfied he was, no matter how irritable he was, all these chaotic emotions disappeared at this moment, and he almost melted into the young man's eyes.

"Let this king rest in peace..."

Xue Fangli raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly, "Then I have no choice but to go."

The fireworks were set off in the palace, some distance away from the palace. If you want to watch a good show, you can only go to Zhuque Street. However, no matter how urgent Jiang Juan was, he still couldn't catch up.

In the dark night, there was a loud bang, and the fireworks exploded in the air. Jiang Juan was sitting on the carriage, and could only see a little tail falling down.

"here we go."

Jiang Juan raised his head, "My lord, look quickly."

Xue Fangli didn't have much interest in fireworks. Jiang Juan was watching fireworks, but he was watching Jiang Juan. Xue Fangli asked, "Do you like watching fireworks?"

Jiang Juan let out a "hmm".

He is not in good health, and every year he is envious of the New Year's Eve fireworks, and wants to go to the scene to play, but the New Year's Eve crowd is crowded and his heart is too weak, so he has to watch the live broadcast.

The fireworks went off for a long time, and Jiang Juan also looked at the little tail for a long time. In fact, he was a little regretful. He lay down by the window and asked Xue Fangli disappointedly: "My lord, are you going home now?"

Xue Fangli looked at him a few times, and asked in a flat voice: "You don't want to watch it?"

Hearing the meaning of his words, Jiang Juan was taken aback, "Ah? Is there any more?"

Xue Fangli nodded, "There are more."

Jiang Juan immediately became happy again, "I want to see it, I still want to see it."

The carriage continued to drive towards Suzaku Avenue, Xue Fangli raised a corner of the curtain in a dignified manner, and looked at the senior executive leisurely. With a bleak smile on his face, the senior executive jumped out of the carriage consciously.

It's started, my lord has started again!

——Before the princess arrives at Suzaku Avenue, he wants to get the fireworks, and let the princess see enough!

Zhuque Avenue, the most prosperous street market in central Beijing, has a Zhuque Terrace built here, which is used to climb high and look far away.

The carriage was parked nearby, but Jiang Juan didn't really want to get out of the carriage.

"so high."

Jiang Juan only wanted to watch the fireworks, and didn't want to climb tall buildings. He said sincerely, "My lord, just watch it in the car, you don't need to go up there."

Xue Fangli remained unmoved, "Come down."

Jiang Juan lingered for a long time, Xue Fangli stretched out a hand towards him, Jiang Juan had no choice but to hold it, and stepped out of the carriage slowly, but before his feet landed, the hand exerted force suddenly, and he was pulled away .

He was also pulled into his arms.

Jiang Juan was taken aback, Xue Fangli picked him up and carried him up to the Vermilion Bird Terrace.

Jiang Juan was taken aback, and quickly hugged him tightly.

It's good to be lazy, but the Zhuque Terrace is too high, Jiang Juan was a little scared, he said anxiously: "My lord, let me down, I want to go by myself."

"Go by yourself?" Xue Fangli glanced at him, "When you fell on the house, you only hit your knees, but if you fall here, it's not just your knees."

"But……"

Jiang Juan asked worriedly, "My lord, are you okay?"

Xue Fangli paused, and asked him with a half-smile: "I can't do it, you can?"

Anyway, Jiang Juan felt that he was better than the prince, but realized that what he said just now might hurt the prince's self-esteem, Jiang Juan quickly said, "You are the best, you are the best."

Xue Fangli: "..."

He ignored Jiang Juan and carried him upstairs.

But Jiang Juan was still afraid. After all, he was in the arms of the prince. If the prince couldn't hold on, he would be in trouble too. Jiang Juan said, "My lord, just stay here, I don't want to go up."

"I really don't want to go any further."

Xue Fangli drooped his eyes, seeing Jiang Juan huddled in his arms, he hardly dared to look down, but let him out of his arms with a "hmm".

They didn't reach the top, but they also climbed to the middle. Jiang Juan sat down on the steps not too particular, and invited Xue Fangli to come together, "My lord, sit here."

Xue Fangli glanced at him, lifted his clothes and sat down, obviously sitting on the floor, but his posture was still elegant.

At this time, the evening wind is warm and the night is like water.

Jiang Juan looked at the sky, and asked Xue Fangli uncertainly: "My lord, will there really be fireworks?"

Xue Fangli nodded, "Yes."

He was so sure that Jiang Juan was convinced. He looked left and right, and then he wanted to say something to Xue Fangli. With a loud "boom", the fireworks lifted into the sky, slowly blooming in the air, and falling stars.

"Boom boom boom!"

The fireworks bloomed one after another, full of fiery trees and silver flowers, and ambilight.

Jiang Juan raised his head and stared at it for a long time without blinking, when he suddenly remembered something and took out a scroll from his sleeve.

"My lord, here you are."

Xue Fangli looked over and was startled.

"I asked you about the painting you want this afternoon," Jiang Juan said. "When you were in Baihuayuan, His Majesty asked Yang Liusheng to help restore the old painting. I remembered that you also had an old painting that was more damaged, so I wanted him I also help you fix it, so I agreed to let him paint."

"...But he actually wanted to draw another one, and said that the last one was taken away. How could someone rob me of my portrait?"

This is what Lan Ting conveyed for Yang Liusheng just now. Jiang Juan felt strange when he heard it, but these are not the point. Jiang Juan said to Xue Fangli: "My lord, please open it and see if it has been repaired."

Xue Fangli didn't do anything, just stared at Jiang Juan.

While the fireworks were flickering, the young man's face was flickering, his brows and eyes were curved when he smiled, his soft lips were also slightly curved upwards, and his eyes were clear and pure.

Jiang Juan asked him, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Xue Fangli said: "You..."

He opened his mouth and uttered a word in a hoarse voice, but he didn't know what to say.

The boy asked him to paint, to restore old paintings for him.

The boy agreed to paint, and it was also for him to restore old paintings.

For him, and because of him.

Xue Fangli and Jiang Juan looked at each other, and he thought of his many times of emotion, and also of his many times of restraint.

Only one thought will move.

If he didn't have delusional thoughts, how could he be walking on thin ice every day, looking forward and backward.

If he hadn't been moved, how could he want the young man to feel affection and affection, and he was afraid that he would be too distressed, and he wanted the young man to be afraid of him, and he was afraid that he would really be afraid of himself, so that he wouldn't even cry into his arms again.

He had already had delusions, and he had already been moved.

Maybe the young man smiled and said he was a good person, maybe the young man was comforting himself while crying in his arms, maybe he gave the spirit lotus to himself in Arhat Hall...

It was he who was cautious, it was he who restrained himself repeatedly, and it was him——he couldn't help himself.

At this moment, the most obscure longing that had been suppressed for a long time and buried deep in the bottom of my heart finally burst and came surging.

He wants a lot, and he doesn't want much.

He wanted Jiang Juan, wanted Jiang Juan to be all about himself, wanted everything about Jiang Juan to belong to him, and he only wanted Jiang Juan.

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Fangli finally spoke. He looked at Jiang Juan with an unpredictable expression, but his tone was light and slow.

"This king will only care about you from now on, what do you think?"