Salted fish, he thought about it

From the palace, for several days in a row, there were people coming from the palace.

It's not a trivial matter to confer the crown prince. Si Tianjian alone came several times. On the day of Xiumu, I thought that no one would come to the door again, but Director Wang personally led the two maids over.

"My lord, they are the clothes supervisors, and they want to measure some sizes for you so that you can make clothes quickly."

Xue Fangli said "Yes", and the two maids saluted and stepped forward one after another.

He didn't like people getting close, so he had no expression on his face, and his expression was even colder. This was a pain for the two maids. Their hands holding the cloth ruler kept shaking, and they couldn't shake it off for a long time.

Xue Fangli said impatiently: "Hurry up."

The maid was about to cry in fright, "Yes, my lord."

The more anxious the heart became, the more awkward the movements of the maid's hand became. She pulled the cloth ruler tremblingly for a long time, but Jiang Juan couldn't stand it any longer. Bar."

"What do you want to measure for the prince?"

"Waist, girth, shoulder width and collar..."

Jiang Juan said "Oh" and took the cloth ruler from the maid's hand. The maid hurriedly withdrew from the screen as if she had been pardoned. Jiang Juan looked at Xue Fangli and began to order him, "My lord, raise your hand."

Xue Fangli raised his hand, but lazily put his arms around Jiang Juan. Jiang Juan pushed him a few times, "I'll measure you, why are you hugging me?"

"Are you still using it?"

"Why don't you measure it?"

Jiang Juan was a little puzzled, Xue Fangli glanced at him, and slowly reported a size, "Your waist."

Jiang Juan asked in surprise, "My lord, how do you know?"

Xue Fangli said in a normal tone, "If you hug a lot, you will know it naturally."

Jiang Juan: "?"

He lowered his head to look at his waist, but he couldn't see anything, then looked at Xue Fangli, still unable to see it, Jiang Juan said: "I hug you a lot, I don't know your waist size, you must It's nonsense."

Jiang Juan didn't believe it, and planned to measure it for himself first, but a slender hand held the cloth ruler one step ahead of him. This time it was Xue Fangli who said to him, "Raise your hand."

Jiang Juan is not like him. When he has free time, he wants to hold people in his arms. He asked Jiang Juan to raise his hand. Jiang Juan raised his hand, and the soft ruler wrapped around him. Jiang Juan lowered his head to identify, "No, my lord, no Same."

In fact, it is almost the same, only a little wrong, but Jiang Juan insisted that it is different, Xue Fangli glanced at it, and said lightly: "Untie the shirt and measure it again."

Jiang Juan: "???"

He was so shocked that he raised his head suddenly, but his forehead hit Xue Fangli's jaw. Jiang Juan took a deep breath in pain, "My lord, you..."

"what are you talking about."

Jiang Juan held back for a long time, and finally uttered a word, he seemed to be hit and hurt, and he lost his temper at Xue Fangli, but his voice was very soft, and at the end of the temper, he turned into a coquettish complaint.

"My lord said," Xue Fangli smiled casually, "The size I gave you is your naked size."

Jiang Juan: "..."

Xue Fangli asked him slowly: "Don't measure it, let's see if this king can touch it accurately?"

Silence, long silence.

Xue Fangli looked at him, with a regretful tone, "You have been raised for so long, but you are still so thin, especially your waist, which is too thin. When I lift you up, I am always afraid that if I use a little force, it will be broken. It's too bad to hug."

Furious, Jiang Juan snatched the soft ruler from his hand and threw it on Xue Fangli, "I don't think it's easy to hug, who let you hug me?"

"Measure yourself."

Jiang Juan turned his head and left, but Mr. Wang was taken aback for a while, and the executive explained to him without any surprise: "The prince has angered the princess again."

After a pause, the executive showed a kind smile, and said reminiscently: "If it's at night, it's not the princess who goes out, but the prince."

Manager Wang: "..."

Jiang Juan didn't tease him, he couldn't stay in Liangfengyuan, so he went back to his own yard, Lan Ting chased him all the way and laughed all the way, Jiang Juan entered the room, and began to look down at his waist again.

Jiang Juan asked Lanting, "Is it very thin?"

How could Lan Ting answer? She could only shake her head and follow Jiang Juan and say, "It's just right."

In fact, Jiang Juan was on the thin side.

However, he is not the kind who is too thin, but his bones and flesh are well-proportioned, and he grows where he should be. However, it is very difficult to want to be more sensual.

In the Liangfengyuan, Jiang Juan didn't mention it, but he was still curious in his heart. He asked Lanting, "Is there a cloth ruler?"

Lan Ting nodded, and found a cloth ruler for Jiang Juan. Jiang Juan undressed and took off his clothes without the prince. He groped for a long time, went around for a while, looked down, and was shocked.

The size is exactly what the prince said.

This time it really wasn't bad at all.

Jiang Juan fell into deep thought.

After a while, Jiang Juan asked Lan Ting wonderingly: "Lanting, do you think the prince will secretly measure me once while I'm sleeping?"

Lan Ting: "..."

She said hesitantly: "My lord, instead of taking so much trouble to measure your waist, the prince should be more willing to do something else for you."

All clothes off, just a waist measurement?

The script doesn't say that.

"Other things..."

Jiang Juan twitched his eyelashes, thinking that Lan Ting seemed to be making some sense. Compared with measuring his waist, the prince should be more interested in kissing or biting him. Anyway, it was just to harass him and prevent him from sleeping well.

Thinking of this, Jiang Juan threw away the cloth ruler.

When he came back to his own yard, besides being a little angry when the prince told him that he didn't like it, he just hadn't slept well. Jiang Juan lay back and was planning to go back to the cage for another good sleep, when misfortune came suddenly.

"Princess, the son-in-law and the Marquis of Anping are here," the senior official ran all the way, "The son-in-law has something to tell you, do you want to see them?"

Jiang Juan: "..."

Of course he didn't want to see Marquis Anping, but the son-in-law not only comforted Jiang Juan, but also helped him out of the siege. Jiang Juan rubbed himself on the soft couch in pain for several times before quietly saying, "See you."

The senior official said with a smile: "Princess, hurry up and come with your slaves."

When the executives came to ask Jiang Juan for instructions, Su Feiyue and Anpinghou had already been settled. They were sitting in the main hall. It's over, as if it hasn't been washed for days.

In fact, he did not wash up for several days.

After being held in prison for three days, Marquis Anping was completely in a state of embarrassment. He walked out of the official mansion with strange eyes, and was about to step into the carriage of the Marquis mansion, but was stopped by Su Feiyue.

"According to the time, leave the palace with me and apologize to the princess."

With just one sentence, Su Feiyue made Anpinghou's heart fall to the bottom.

During these three days, he thought about many things.

Jiang Juan used to stalk his nonsense, but now he turns a blind eye to him, and the intimacy between Jiang Juan and Li Wang, in a word, Anping Hou regretted it.

Regret is useless.

No matter how regretful he was, he would come to apologize, for his divorce, and for all his neglect and cold treatment of Jiang Juan in the past.

Marquis Anping clenched his teacup tightly, and suddenly heard Su Feiyue speak: "Princess."

Marquis Anping raised his head, and the young man walked in together with the steward of the palace. He was dressed in a spring shirt, bright in color, and his skin was white and black, but his hair on the temples was slightly messy, and a few locks fell down, adding a bit of lazy beauty for no reason. as if...

It seems that I have just been intimate with someone.

Thinking of this, Marquis Anping gripped the teacup even harder, and the next moment, with a "pop", he actually crushed the teacup, the porcelain piece pierced his hand, and blood gushed out.

"Master Hou, do you...do you want someone to bandage it up?"

The senior official opened his mouth hesitantly, and Marquis Anping said in a deep voice, "It doesn't matter."

He said it doesn't matter, so it doesn't matter, the senior management didn't say a word, and Jiang Juan didn't want to pay attention to An Pinghou, he only glanced over when the noise was made, and then looked away, not caring whether he was injured or not.

Anping Hou saw that he was even stingy with giving himself an extra look, and felt even more depressed.

Jiang Juan asked Su Feiyue: "My son-in-law, do you have anything to do with me?"

Su Feiyue sighed, "It's not a big deal, he..."

Su Feiyue looked at Marquis Anping, and said in an apologetic tone: "We are the ones who are sorry for the divorce. No matter what happens, we owe you an apology."

It turned out to be like this, Jiang Juan let out an "ah", not knowing what to say.

"Take time."

Su Feiyue yelled, Marquis Anping came back to his senses, he also apologized, three days ago, he only felt resentment and humiliation in the restaurant, but now he was full of remorse, Marquis Anping closed his eyes, and said slowly: " Princess, I was the one who was sorry for you in the past."

"Knowing your intentions, but trampling on your sincerity for a time, going out with... your brother every day, not caring about your feelings at all, and even offending you once."

"I……"

Anpinghou moved his lips, feeling sore in his heart, "I'm sorry for you."

Jiang Juan lowered his eyelashes, and after a while, he said to Marquis Anping, "I don't accept it."

This shell has changed, Jiang Juan is Jiang Juan, not the Jiang Juan who was infatuated with Anpinghou in the past. Anpinghou will never know that someone bit his tongue and killed himself for him, so what's the use of apologizing to him?

Jiang Juan is not qualified to accept Marquis Anping's apology for the character with the same name and surname as him, let alone choose to forgive for him.

Anping Hou misunderstood something, his eyes lit up.

If Jiang Juan accepts the apology, it means that he has completely let go of everything. He has no love or hatred for Anping Hou, and he has no concern for him, but he does not accept it...

Whether you love him or hate him, you will always remember him, and you will always have a place in Jiang Juan's heart.

"Okay, you don't accept it, okay..."

The Marquis of Anping spoke incoherently, "You hate me? If you hate me, I will try my best to make it up for you. You can vent all the grievances you have suffered in the past and the resentment in your heart on me. You..."

"what are you saying?"

Jiang Juan became more puzzled the more he listened, and couldn't help but interrupt him, "What do I hate you for?"

"I don't hate you," Jiang Juan said earnestly, "It's a waste of time, I hate you when I have time, I'd rather sleep more, besides..."

"Why should I hate you?"

Jiang Juan said strangely: "Don't you know that I have heart disease? I can't be angry, let alone have too much emotional ups and downs, and you are not worthy of my heart disease recurrence, unless the prince did these things."

However, Jiang Juan is very confident in the prince, and he added: "Although the prince hates it, he will not do weird things like you."

not worth it.

Jiang Juan said a lot, but Anping Hou heard only these three words.

He is not worth it.

The young man didn't even want to give him hatred.

Also.

From the start, the teenager doesn't want his compensation and avoids him.

But why Li Wang?

Why is he?

He has endured for many years, but Li Wang acts willfully.

He bears the sea of ​​bitterness and deep hatred, but Li Wang is happy and happy!

Why?

Marquis Anping gritted his teeth and asked him, "That's why you trust Prince Li?"

Jiang Juan frowned, "I don't trust the prince, do I trust you?"

The resentment gushed out of his heart, and Marquis Anping questioned him: "How can he be trusted by you?"

"You always say that Prince Li is a good man, so let me ask you, which good man would take another's life just because of a single sentence of offense? Which good man would cut off his hands, goug out his eyes, and cut out his tongue? Which good man would just go crazy As soon as the disease flares up, he hurts people unscrupulously? Which good person, he..."

"Snapped--!"

Jiang Juan slapped him, he was really angry, "You want to take care of the prince's affairs?"

This time, he hit Jiang Juan so hard that Jiang Juan's fingers hurt, and Marquis Anping's face was left with fingerprints. He looked at Jiang Juan in a daze, and asked through gritted teeth, "Even if he has done all these things, you Do you think he's a good guy?"

Maybe it was because his hands hurt too much, or maybe he was too angry, Jiang Juan's voice was trembling, "I know better than you what kind of person the prince is, and I get along with him day and night, so should I still listen to you talking about him?" What kind of person is it?"

Marquis Anping asked him: "Do you know that there is such a word? Where there is no wind, there is no wave. If King Li is really as you said, what is the rumor about him in Beijing?"

"He coaxes you and pampers you every day, do you really think he is a good person?"

Marquis Anping shouted: "He's a lunatic! A complete lunatic!"

Jiang Juan was so angry, he was really angry, trembling with anger, he wanted to raise his hand to slap Marquis Anping again, but before he raised his hand, he was gently held and pulled into another embrace, The man patted his back soothingly.

Xue Fangli looked at Jiang Juan, who was trembling in his arms, and said calmly: "Master Hou, you said that this king took the lives of others just because of one sentence of offense. How many words did you offend?"

"Today, the king does not want your life. I am really sorry for what you said."