Salted fish, he thought about it

Princess Li is in a very bad mood right now.

Jiang Juan was lying on the table, his long hair scattered like a waterfall. He was concentrating on getting angry, while Lan Ting picked up the wooden comb and combed it for him. Jiang Juan murmured, "You're lying again, the prince is lying again."

He suddenly turned his head and asked depressedly: "Lanting, am I that easy to deceive?"

Lan Ting was taken aback, the comb hadn't been retracted yet, if she hadn't reacted quickly enough, she would have almost tore off a lock of black hair, she said helplessly: "Master, be careful, if you pull your hair later, you should be in so much pain If you can't stand it, cry again, the servants can't coax you well."

When Jiang Juan heard this, he became even more depressed, "I don't like to cry so much."

Lan Ting: "..."

She opened her mouth, hesitant to speak, but finally said cooperatively: "That's right, the young master doesn't like to cry so much."

Pausing for a moment, Lan Ting took a few glances at Jiang Juan. The young man's face was extremely beautiful, like the moon and snow, so beautiful that it was like a dream. In other words, he was unreal.

How could the fairies on the Yaochi understand the dangers in the world?

Lan Ting smiled, and said tactfully: "My son is pure by nature, and he trusts the prince very much, so..."

Jiang Juan explained: "I just think that people need to maintain trust."

Lan Ting shook her head, wanting to say something, the door was knocked suddenly, she quickly put down the comb, and walked over quickly.

As soon as the door was opened, Lan Ting saw who was coming, was startled for a moment, then quickly turned around and said: "My lord, the lord is here."

Jiang Juan said without turning his head, "Let him go away."

Of course Lanting didn't dare to talk to Xue Fangli like this, why did she say: "My lord..."

"nothing."

The man's voice was flat and there was no displeasure.

Lan Ting peeked at him, the prince was covered with moisture, and his hair was still dripping with water, as if he had chased after Jiang Juan when he learned that Jiang Juan had left in a fit of anger.

During this period of time, Lan Ting also had a few little sisters who got along well with Prince Li. Lan Ting heard a lot about Prince Li's deeds from them. How outrageous it must be.

But no matter how outrageous it is, the prince treats his young master really well, Lan Ting naturally won't talk too much, besides, she can also see that even if the prince has a big temper in front of the young master, he can't show it in the slightest.

No, as soon as the young master gets angry, the prince will come over.

Lan Ting snickered a few times, then looked back, Jiang Juan was still lying on the table, where he was sitting, his back was facing Lan Ting, and there was a window in front of him.

Jiang Juan didn't move at all, as if he didn't want to talk to him at all, until the man spoke thoughtfully again.

"Don't you want to see me?" Xue Fangli's tone was regretful, "Then I will leave first, and I will come to you after you calm down."

Jiang Juan: "???"

How could someone go so far?

Jiang Juan couldn't take it anymore, he turned his head angrily, and met a pair of smiling eyes. Xue Fangli looked at him intently, saying that he wanted to leave, but he didn't have any intention of leaving.

Jiang Juan's body froze, and he realized something immediately.

Damn, he fell for it again.

The prince is too cunning.

"Why are you so angry?" Xue Fangli said with a light smile.

He was already angry, but the prince was like this again, Jiang Juan became even more angry, he turned his head, made up his mind to ignore him, and raised his hands to cover his ears.

Xue Fangli looked amused, and the corners of his lips raised a little, but for a while, no one spoke again.

After hesitating for a while, Lan Ting said softly: "My lord, son..."

The person covering her ears spoke again, and Jiang Juan yelled at her, "Lanting, don't talk to him, he will lie."

Xue Fangli didn't think he was disobedient when he heard the words, but just looked at Jiang Juan with a smile.

As long as he is angry, he is not allowed to share things with him, and he is not allowed to speak to him, which is really disgusting.

He glanced at Jiang Juan and raised his foot. Xue Fangli did not enter the house, but walked out.

In the next second, the window was pulled open, and Jiang Juan's hands were also held and gently pressed down from his ears.

"The king is here to take you back."

Jiang Juan wanted to take back his hand, but Xue Fangli didn't seem to use much force, but he couldn't break free from the shackles. Jiang Juan glanced at him and said unhappy, "I won't go back."

Xue Fangli: "Why?"

Jiang Juan: "I get angry when I see you."

Xue Fangli said slowly: "It doesn't matter. You lie in my arms on weekdays, and you can't see me when you sleep."

Jiang Juan: "..."

"I don't want it," Jiang Juan said slowly, "I want to sleep here tonight."

"Alright," Xue Fangli's face remained unchanged, "I will sleep here with you tonight."

Jiang Juan: "?"

He asked in disbelief: "What's wrong with you? No, you are not allowed to sleep here with me. I didn't promise you. You sleep by yourself tonight, so I won't sleep with you."

Xue Fangli frowned, and immediately asked calmly: "This king sleeps alone, what if the old disease relapses?"

Jiang Juan was taken aback for a moment, really forgot about such a thing, and immediately hesitated. Seeing this, Xue Fangli's lips curled up a little.

"Forget it," Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, "If you really don't want to see me, I can sleep alone tonight."

"This king hasn't coughed up blood for a long time, so it shouldn't be a big problem if I'm alone."

Jiang Juan: "..."

During this period of time, the prince has indeed not coughed up blood again, but this kind of thing is not certain. The prince has not fallen ill for a long time, and there is no guarantee that he will be fine tonight.

Anger is anger, Jiang Juan's worry is true, he frowned, hesitating.

It is not impossible to provide sleeping service with i, but he is still angry.

If you refuse to provide the service of sleeping with i, what should you do if the prince sleeps alone and becomes ill?

He wanted to be a widow, and he also thought about how happy he would be after the prince passed away, but the premise of being a widow was that the prince could not survive, not that the prince died due to negligence.

Jiang Juan fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he said again: "I..."

His attitude obviously softened a lot, Xue Fangli was quite happy to see it, but he didn't show it on his face, he just said in a soft voice: "You don't have to worry about me, you can be alone tonight. "

Jiang Juan: "?"

Be quiet?

He suddenly remembered that two days ago, the prince admitted that on the day they got married, he shot arrows at him on purpose, and also deliberately let a few arrows pass by him, scaring Jiang Juan enough.

Jiang Juan slowly raised his head.

With a "bang", he shook off Xue Fangli's hand, quickly closed the window and locked it, the new hatred added to the old hatred, Jiang Juan was still a deceiver, and he would never be able to stay in bed with him again.

Xue Fangli: "..."

He looked at the closed window and frowned slightly, quite surprised why Jiang Juan didn't follow such a trick.

But soon, Xue Fangli realized the problem, and he clicked his tongue lightly, with a regretful expression on his face.

——I really can't hug anyone tonight.

Knowing that it was too late, Xue Fangli planned to return to Liangfengyuan, but before he could take a few steps, the door opened with a "creak", and Lanting chased after him.

"My lord."

Xue Fangli paused, and raised his eyes casually.

He came in a hurry, his whole body was still covered with water vapor, his wet black hair and bright red lips were extremely colorful. Now that Jiang Juan was not around, he no longer restrained his hostility on purpose. There is a cold sticky feeling.

Lan Ting trembled, she just felt that she was completely different from the prince just now, she didn't dare to look at it, she quickly lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "My lord, my lord, tell the lord not to forget to find someone to stay by his side tonight, lest it really happen Cough up more blood."

Xue Fangli smiled casually, "This king knows."

No matter how angry she was with him, she was still worried about him.

But how can this worry be enough?

He couldn't smell the boy's scent, couldn't hold the boy to his full arms, this worry alone was far from being able to fill his desire.

Find a way to coax people early.

It was difficult to cry, but it was also so difficult to really get angry with him.

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

The next day.

In the unbearable pain of life, going to bed late and getting up early is definitely nominated many times.

When Jiang Juan was pulled up, he was in a daze. Lan Ting gave him a few sips of water, and then he managed to regain consciousness. He asked, "Who did you say was here?"

Lan Ting: "People from the princess' mansion."

There was the sound of pattering rain outside, and Jiang Juan asked again, "Where is your lord?"

Lan Ting replied: "The steward said that the prince went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet, so you have to go see the guests."

Going out in the rain, this kind of weather is suitable for lying in bed.

Jiang Juan fell back on his stomach lazily, not wanting to do business at all, Lan Ting pulled him up, and said amusedly, "My lord, just go back to sleep when you come back."

If you come back to sleep, you have to come back before you can sleep. Jiang Juan is still sleepy now, and he said weakly, "It's so early and it's raining so hard, where did the prince go?"

Lan Ting didn't know either, she shook her head, "I didn't ask about it, you can ask the steward later."

Jiang Juan let out an "oh", reluctantly got up from the bed, cleaned up so that he could see others, and then went out.

"The old slave has seen the princess."

It was an eunuch who came, and he said with a smile: "When the princess and the prince got married, our master happened to be away from the capital, so this time we hosted a banquet, and specially sent the old slave to the palace to deliver the post."

The senior official accepted the post and handed it over to Jiang Juan. The father-in-law said, "The banquet is scheduled for tomorrow. The princess and the prince must definitely come. The master heard that the prince and the princess are married, and they talked about it for most of the night last night."

Jiang Juan was too sleepy and a little dizzy, so he didn't read the post carefully. He said casually, "Well, yes, I will go."

The father-in-law smiled, the post was delivered, and he didn't need to stay any longer, so he respectfully resigned, and the senior management saw him off all the way.

After the business was over, Jiang Juan put down the post and just wanted to go back to catch up on sleep, but before he had walked a few steps, the senior executive trotted back.

"princess!"

He was holding something in his hand, and when he saw Jiang Juan, he quickly handed it to him, and the senior officer said, "Princess, please try this vine cake."

Jiang Juan didn't think much about it, the senior executive took it for him, the cake was still hot, Jiang Juan lowered his head and smelled it, it was full of fragrance of flowers, he took a bite.

It smells good.

The wisteria cake smells good and tastes good. It is Jiang Juan's favorite taste. The filling is soft and sweet, and the shell is crispy and delicious. Jiang Juan immediately fell in love with it, "It's delicious."

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously asked again: "The steward, was it done by the cook brought back last night?"

The executive hesitated and said, "...Really."

Yes, yes, no, no, the executive said yes, Jiang Juan felt strange, looked at him several times, Jiang Juan asked again, but Lan Ting recognized it at a glance, "Isn't this the wisteria cake of Taosuji?" ?”

Jiang Juan blinked, "Peach Crisp?"

Lan Ting said "Yes", "The chef of Taosuji used to be the imperial cook in the palace, and he made some snacks for the late emperor. After the late emperor passed away, he also left the palace and opened this Taosuji."

"I just heard that this wisteria cake is only eaten in April every year. The stuffing is made of wisteria flowers that are covered with dew in the morning, and the water is made of snow collected from plum blossoms. Every day, we have to queue up early. , otherwise you can’t buy it at all.”

Jiang Juan said "ah", "Then this vine cake..."

The prince went out in the rain early in the morning, is it just to buy him this wisteria cake?

Jiang Juan looked down, and asked the senior executive softly, "Did the prince buy it for me?"

The executive hesitated to speak, he looked at Jiang Juan, wanted to say something, then closed his mouth again, as if he had some scruples, Jiang Juan couldn't help but asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Hey, Wangfei, the prince is not allowed to say it, it's not that the slave doesn't want to say it."

The senior officer sighed, and said that the prince is not allowed to speak, but as soon as he said this, it was obvious how the wisteria pancake came from.

The prince really bought it for him.

Jiang Juan blinked, and lightly pinched the wisteria cake. The cake was still hot, the shell was crispy, and it wasn't wet at all. It should have been brought back by the prince in his arms.

Jiang Juan was a little moved, and his heart softened a lot. He asked slowly, "What about the prince?"

"My lord, he..."

The senior executives began to hesitate again.

He glanced at Jiang Juan with a guilty conscience, but the guilt only lasted for a short time, because the next second, the senior executive said to Jiang Juan with a sad face: "Princess, the prince will not allow the servant to talk too much, so as not to offend you." I'm worried, but I have to talk to you about this matter after thinking about it."

"The prince stayed up all night last night, and asked the servant, the concubine, how to coax her into anger, and the servant came up with an idea, asking him to buy this wisteria pancake from you, but—" the executive sighed, "Today The weather was bad. When the prince went out, it was the time when the rain was heaviest, and he didn't know if he had caught a cold. When the prince came back, he started coughing up blood again. "