Salted fish, he thought about it

Jiang Juan felt extremely sympathetic to what happened to Jiang Qingliang, and knew very well that Jiang Qingliang was wronged, but——he was taken away.

In the guest room, Jiang Juan was put on the bed. Seeing that she was not needed, the maid quietly retreated out. With a "squeak", the door was closed.

After a brief sound, the room was silent. For some reason, Jiang Juan suddenly became a little nervous.

He shouldn't be looking around, let alone thinking about it.

Otherwise, I wouldn't feel awkward when I saw the prince now.

Jiang Juan was very annoyed, his pale fingertips caressed his brows suddenly, Xue Fangli lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shaking his head indiscriminately, Jiang Juan's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at Xue Fangli, "It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Juan added: "My lord, I'm really fine."

Xue Fangli was looking at him all the time, and Jiang Juan's unnaturalness was caught in his eyes, but he didn't have much reaction, he just said in a flat tone: "Let the Lang Zhong see it, you can take a rest first."

Unable to believe it anyway, Jiang Juan had no choice but to accept his fate. He said "oh", climbed onto the bed, and lay flat.

But within a few seconds, Jiang Juan sat up again.

"……so hard."

Jiang Juan stretched out his hand to touch his painful back.

In Prince Li's mansion, knowing that he is precious, Xue Fangli had people lay out several layers of cushions no matter where he was sitting or lying down, so that Jiang Juan would not cry out in pain.

But this is the General's Mansion.General Jiang was not a person who was greedy for enjoyment, so let alone laying soft cushions, even the bed in the general's mansion was harder than other places, and Jiang Juan couldn't get used to sleeping on it.

Xue Fangli asked him: "Hold you?"

It's not impossible, it's no big deal, the prince is easy to sit and sleep, Jiang Juan made a series of psychological construction for himself, and then said slowly: "How about...forget it?"

The prince's hugging him was nothing more than letting Jiang Juan lie in his arms. Jiang Juan used to sleep happily and got used to it, but now——the unsightly images in the book flooded into his mind again. Unable to wave away, Jiang Juan sighed in despair, and murmured, "Actually, the bed is not that hard, I can still sleep, just bear with it."

"My lord, leave me alone."

After speaking, Jiang Juan fell back again.

He endured it for a while, endured it twice, endured it three times, endured it...

Jiang Juan couldn't bear it anymore, the bed was really too hard, and he was too uncomfortable to sleep in. He started to toss and turn on the bed, as if he was not lying on a bed, but an oil pan, or the kind where the oil was heated , It was so hot that he kept turning his face, looking at him for a long time, Xue Fangli stretched out his hand to embrace him, Jiang Juan subconsciously pushed him away, but Xue Fangli pressed him into his arms quite forcefully, his eyes were dark, "Since you're not used to sleeping, why don't you let me hug you?"

"Still angry that the prince kissed you?"

Jiang Juan: "Huh?"

He opened his eyes slightly, and after a long moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "...No."

Xue Fangli couldn't hear his emotions and asked him: "Then why don't you let me hug you again?"

It's not that he refuses, it's just that he's so awkward.

What should I say?

Jiang Juan couldn't explain it to the prince, after all, if he really wanted to explain it, he had to start with him picking up the "Taiping Travel Notes", but this is too embarrassing, right?

Jiang Juan was a little hopeless.

"I don't want you to hug me," Jiang Juan said guiltily, "Aren't you just hugging me?"

Xue Fangli didn't answer, but just looked at Jiang Juan fixedly, making it clear that he didn't believe his rhetoric.

Jiang Juan was in a dilemma.

Let's be honest, he was ashamed.

Let's not tell the truth, the prince seems to have misunderstood again.

While Jiang Juan was struggling mentally, Xue Fangli said in a nonchalant manner: "If you don't like me being close to you, just tell me, it's not worth crying, So angry."

"Don't be like her...Jiang Qingmei, who hates me, but always calls me to her side."

Okay, why did you mention Poppy again?

Jiang Juan wanted to stop him, but before he could make a sound, Xue Fangli had already said in a cold tone: "She always likes to call this king to her side, and she is keen to play the role of an ordinary mother in the world. Ben Wang hots tea and prepares meals for him, but she poisons the tea and puts blood in the dessert."

"My lord..."

Jiang Juan was taken aback. Every time the prince mentioned Yu Meiren, it was not a good thing. What was even more frightening was that the prince told him many times about Yu Meiren, but each time there was something that Jiang Juan didn't know. Every time it was the poppies who tormented the prince.

Jiang Juan knew a lot about the prince's past, but he felt that this was just the tip of the iceberg. The prince had suffered much more than what he said himself, so every time he just listened to him talk about Yu Meiren, Jiang Juan will soften his heart.

This time was no exception, but this time Jiang Juan felt a little more guilty.

If it weren't for him, the prince would also be thinking wildly.

Jiang Juan: "It's not that I hate..."

Xue Fangli: "Then why don't you let me hug you?"

Going round and round, and back to this question.

He has to be honest.

He couldn't let the prince think about it anymore.

Isn't it social death?

Jiang Juan comforted himself, summoned up his courage and said, "My lord..."

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes and looked at him. Jiang Juan looked at him and couldn't help but think of the painting - the pose was ambiguous and familiar. On that day, he hurt his inner thigh while riding a horse, and the prince did the same for him. medicine.

Jiang Juan: "..."

Xue Fangli: "I don't hate it, why are you crying and why don't you let me hug you?"

Jiang Juan was already discouraged, his eyes were wandering all over the place, and in desperation, he had no choice but to make random excuses, "You still ask me. I agreed not to kiss you, and I will give you a bite. kissed."

"You're so over the top, you still ask me why I'm crying, why don't you let me hug you."

After all, it was just an excuse, and Jiang Juan still lacked confidence.While complaining to Xue Fangli, he quietly crawled out of his arms, but after a short time, his ankle was grabbed and he was dragged back together. Xue Fangli pressed Jiang Juan into his arms again, "Well, This king is going too far."

Jiang Juan lowered his head, looked at the hands that held him in his arms, and said dejectedly, "It's too much, why don't you think about it, and why are you dragging me back?"

Xue Fangli looked at him, "Make it up to you."

Jiang Juan blinked, "Then how do you make it up?"

Xue Fangli asked him: "Do you want to kiss back or bite back?"

Maybe Yu Meiren was just mentioned, the man's interest doesn't seem too high, and his expression is quite tired. If it was normal, Jiang Juan might really bite him angrily, but now Jiang Juan can't bear it, after all, he After listening to the tragic life experience of the prince.

Jiang Juan said quietly, "I don't like to bite like you."

As for the kiss coming back, Jiang Juanquan pretended not to hear.

He didn't choose any of them, Xue Fangli stared at Jiang Juan for a long time, but said slowly: "You hate me being close to you."

When Jiang Juan heard this, he shook his head quickly, "I don't hate it, really, my lord, I don't."

Xue Fangli just drooped his eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't comfort me, if you really hate me, don't worry about me, let alone torture yourself."

"When she saw me, she was just torturing me. You don't have to wrong yourself for me."

The man's voice was calm, but Jiang Juan felt that he was hiding a lot of emotions. Jiang Juan panicked, and felt that he seemed to be making the prince even more sad.

After thinking about it, Jiang Juan took Xue Fangli's hand and put it on his heart, "My lord, I feel a little uncomfortable, give me a rub, okay?"

In order to prove that he doesn't hate his closeness, Jiang Juan took a deep breath and said slowly, "You have taken advantage of me a lot. I haven't decided whether to kiss back or bite back. I owe it to you first. Think about it, okay?"

The young man looked up at Xue Fangli, and under the raised eyelashes, there was a dizzy watery light.He was restless and even more nervous. Jiang Juan looked at Xue Fangli and only looked at Xue Fangli. His compassion, love, concentration and seriousness seemed to be exclusive to Xue Fangli.

At this moment, the young man is no longer a little Bodhisattva on the lotus throne, who does not disturb the dust and has nothing in his heart. He sits in Xue Fangli's arms, falls into the trap of soft-heartedness, and falls into the troubled world of mortals in the sea of ​​suffering.

"Ah."

I don't know how long it took before Xue Fangli responded. He raised his red lips, but concealed them without a trace. Xue Fangli lowered his head, moved his fingers, and gently rubbed Jiang Juan's heart again and again.

like this.

Whether he hates being close to him or not, he doesn't have to care.

It is enough for the little Bodhisattva to show him compassion.

He is so pitiful, little Bodhisattva, please show more kindness and love him more.

Liangqiyuan.

"Master, sour plum soup."

The maid took out the sour plum soup from the ice cup, Jiang Qingliang slumped on the chair, picked it up and drank it to a refreshment.

His father punished him to run [-] laps on the battlefield, Jiang Qingliang hadn't run halfway yet, her whole body was already in bad shape, she was almost carried back, half her life was about to die.

The ice-cold sour plum soup was quite refreshing, Jiang Qingliang let out a long breath, but still felt hot, so he grabbed a book on the desk and fanned himself, but before fanning twice, there was a "click", and the book Sealed on the ground, Jiang Qingliang looked down.

Oh, it's "Taiping Travels".

The book that Brother Juan just touched.

He was too lazy to pick it up, so he didn't move, but he was quite puzzled. His classmate mysteriously told him that this book was a good book, but Jiang Qingliang didn't read it. So it has been thrown on this desk.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingliang glanced boredly, but froze all of a sudden.

The book is sealed, and the book in my hand should only have the title page left, but it still has a cover with a few big characters written in flying and phoenix dances.

—— "Perature Atlas".

Jiang Qingliang: "?"

Jiang Qingliang: "???"

Grass.

What is this erotic map.

Brother Juan has just touched this book to read it, so you don't misunderstand that he has been reading these things all day long, right?

Jiang Qingliang collapsed, only felt that she was more wronged than Dou E, but collapsed and collapsed, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Qingliang thought of something again.

Jiang Qingliang: "..."

isn't it?

Brother Juan blushed suddenly.

Brother Juan kept saying no, nothing.

Brother Juan, maybe, maybe he really didn't have a heart attack, he was just too thin-skinned, and accidentally saw "The Book of Erotic Palaces", which led to the following series of things.

Jiang Qingliang: "..."

Is he wronged?

Twelve circles!He ran a full twelve laps around the battlefield!

He died unjustly!

Seeing the truth, Jiang Qingliang exhaled slowly, slowly.

Who is to blame?

Brother Juan didn't lie, and kept saying that he was fine.

It was because he didn't believe it, so he insisted on asking the doctor in charge.

In the end, Brother Juan was really fine, but he became the only victim and was fined by his father to run thirty laps.

Jiang Qingliang was about to vomit blood, and drank himself several cups of sour plum soup, as if drinking away his sorrows, but he was still depressed, and finally couldn't sit still, grabbed the book and ran outside.

The guest room is not far from his yard, Jiang Qingliang ran over after a while.

He came at the right time, the doctor had finished his consultation with Jiang Juan, and was about to leave, but Xue Fangli wanted to see him off in person, so the poor old doctor had to leave with the vicious King Li tremblingly .

Jiang Qingliang knocked on the door, and after confirming that the prince was not there, he immediately became arrogant. He patted the book and asked in disbelief: "Brother Juan, it turns out that you really didn't have a heart attack. You did that just because you read this book. book?"

Jiang Juan was blunt and strong, "Otherwise? I told you that I'm fine, but you don't believe it."

Jiang Qingliang choked speechlessly: "Brother Juan, what are you doing?"

Just after reading "Perature Atlas", not only blushed, but also said that her heart was beating so fast, which scared people half to death.

Jiang Juan glanced at him, "You don't care about me."

Jiang Qingliang said unhappily: "No, it's just erotic pictures, you and the prince have been married for so long, even if you haven't seen a pig running, haven't you eaten pork?"

Jiang Juan: "..."

Good question, it seems that there is no such thing, he fell into silence.

This unusual silence made Jiang Qingliang realize something, he was shocked and said: "Really not?"

Jiang Juan's eyes wandered again, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

Jiang Qingliang was dumbfounded.As far as he knows, the prince really dotes on his brother Tired, it shouldn't be, it really shouldn't be, after thinking about it, Jiang Qingliang asked solemnly: "Is the prince...not good?"

Jiang Juan: "???"

It's about the prince, Jiang Juan helped to refute it symbolically, "You are not good, the prince is very good."

"Then you still..."

Jiang Juan really didn't want to talk about this, so he became annoyed and said, "Get out, get out quickly."

Jiang Qingliang had just come here to complain with Jiang Juan, but now that the complaints were over, he didn't dare to stay longer, for fear of bumping into Xue Fangli, Jiang Juan drove him away, so he didn't provoke Jiang Juan again.

——Brother Juan has a heart disease, and he can't be provoked, really can't be provoked.

Jiang Qingliang wanted to leave in desperation, but when the door opened again, there was a person in front of her.

Xue Fangli didn't know what came back, and how much he had listened to, he looked at Jiang Qingliang expressionlessly, then his eyes moved down, and fell on the "Perature Atlas" in his hand.

Jiang Qingliang: "..."

Seeing Xue Fangli like this, his fingers couldn't help shaking, and thinking about what he said, Jiang Qingliang's hairs stood on end, so he had to pray in his heart that Xue Fangli came late and didn't listen too much.

But the sky didn't fulfill his wish, Jiang Juan saw that he still didn't leave, so he emphasized it again, "I said the prince will do it, why don't you leave?"

Jiang Qingliang's heart was ashamed.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Juan was also dumbfounded.

"Thank you madam for clarifying this king."

Xue Fangli reached out and took the picture album brought by Jiang Qingliang, flipped through it roughly, and said with a half-smile: "It turns out that Madam didn't have a heart attack, but just read the erotic pictures with others."

"It made me worry for a while."