Salted fish, he thought about it

Consciousness is floating.

"princess!"

"Young master! Young master——!"

"Jiang Juan."

In the darkness, there were endless calls. Jiang Juan felt very noisy and tired. He didn't want to pay attention to anyone, he just wanted to sleep well.

Consciousness gradually dissipated, and the sound was also far away. He seemed to have returned to a quiet place and fell into a dark and sweet dream again.

"Jiang Juan."

Someone called him again, and the man almost uttered his name through gritted teeth. His voice was unusually indifferent, and his tone was impatient to the extreme.

It's the prince.

Jiang Juan thought in a daze.

Why is the prince angry again?

Why is he always angry?

Jiang Juan was a little dazed, and his scattered consciousness re-condensed at one point, and he thought slowly.

Was he sleeping too long?

wrong.

If he sleeps late, the prince will not be angry.

What's the matter, my lord?

It seemed to be him—on the pagoda, the steps turned around, he looked down, and the worn cassock passed by, and suddenly there was a huge force from his back. At that moment of weightlessness, Jiang Juan stumbled and fell, and the world spun.

"boom--!"

Jiang Juan sat up abruptly.

The next second, he was pulled into an embrace.

It was very late at night, and there was no light in the house, so Jiang Juan couldn't see clearly, but he was so familiar with this embrace, Jiang Juan pressed his forehead against it.

"My lord..."

With a soft sound, Xue Fangli sat on the edge of the bed and hugged Jiang Juan tightly.

The strength was so great that it seemed to crush Jiang Juan, Jiang Juan didn't struggle, he was still in shock, being bound so tightly made him feel more at ease.

"I seem to have fallen downstairs."

"I know."

Xue Fangli spoke calmly, but his eyes were bloodshot, and the blood was surging even more.

"I……"

Jiang Juan felt that he was so unlucky. He stretched out his hand and touched it. It seemed that only the forehead was hurt, and it was the only place where it hurt, but it had been treated well.

Xue Fangli: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Juan hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said against his will, "It doesn't hurt."

Xue Fangli stared at him, and after a long time, he laughed mockingly, "I would rather you say it hurts."

"……sorry."

Xue Fangli closed his eyes lightly, "No wonder you are always restless, this king really...can't protect you well."

Jiang Juan was startled, he could hear that the prince was in a bad mood, Jiang Juan quickly said, "My lord, I don't blame you."

"It's me who wants to climb the tower, and it's me..."

While talking, Jiang Juan remembered one thing.

If the old monk and the young monk hadn't appeared, and if it hadn't been for the call of Master Ananda, Jiang Juan would have stood at the viewing platform and looked around. If he was pushed down at that time, he would have fallen from the five-story pagoda. And not just falling down the stairs.

Jiang Juan's eyelashes trembled, "My lord..."

No, no.

The prince had already blamed himself very much, so he couldn't tell him about it.

It’s okay if I don’t think about it, Jiang Juan only feels creepy now, he tried to calm himself down, and said to Xue Fangli: “My lord, I don’t blame you, and I don’t blame you either.”

After a short pause, Jiang Juan asked again suspiciously: "My lord, it's so dark, don't you light the lamp?"

"Lighting?"

"Ah."

Xue Fangli paused, and then raised Jiang Juan's face. The young man's pupils were dark, but he was completely indifferent. He seemed to realize something, and asked slowly, "You can't see?"

Jiang Juan replied, "It's so dark, can you see it?"

"..."

Silence, silence.

After a long time, Xue Fangli suppressed the hostility in his heart, and said without emotion: "It's called the imperial doctor."

It was noon at this time, and the sky was bright.

Doctor Sun came very quickly.

He took the pulse and checked, and after a while, Doctor Sun's heart became clear, and he said with a wry smile: "Princess must have fallen on her head, and the congestion was blocked, which caused her to be unable to see."

"It's not a big problem. After a few days of cultivation, it will recover on its own."

After all, it wasn't a big problem. Physician Sun didn't even prescribe any medicine for Jiang Juan. He only gave instructions for precautions and left with the medicine box on his back.

Jiang Juan also heaved a sigh of relief.

He wasn't congratulating himself, it was simply that Jiang Juan was too good at picking which pot was left open, and he really thought he was waking up in the middle of the night, so he asked the prince why he didn't light the lamp.

In case something happened to his eyes, Jiang Juan felt that the prince would feel even more guilty.

Thinking of this, Jiang Juan said softly, "My lord, Doctor Sun said that it will be fine in a few days."

Xue Fangli looked at him a few times, and said "um", indicating that he heard it.

Jiang Juan couldn't see Xue Fangli's face clearly, let alone his expression. After thinking for a while, Jiang Juan raised his hand and wanted to touch the prince's face, but he couldn't touch it anyway, so Jiang Juan could only say: " My lord, can you come here?"

Xue Fangli didn't come over, but knowing what Jiang Juan wanted to do, he grabbed Jiang Juan's hand and put it on his face.

Jiang Juan fumbled around, but still couldn't figure out anything. He said discouragedly, "My lord, are you in a better mood now?"

He emphasized: "The fall... I don't blame you, the eyes are just bruised, and it will be fine in a few days."

The injured person was Jiang Juan, but he was still trying his best to comfort others. Xue Fang looked away at him for a long time, his expression darkened, "But I... blame myself."

After finishing speaking, he put down Jiang Juan's hand and stood up.

His hand dropped, Jiang Juan subconsciously grabbed him, but the silk flowed through his fingertips, and Jiang Juan didn't grab anything. He sat on the bed, couldn't see anything, and could only shout uncomfortably, "My lord."

"My lord, wait a moment."

Jiang Juan was anxious, he didn't have time to think, he tried to get out of bed, tried his feet for a while, and finally stepped on the ground, Jiang Juan supported the edge of the bed to stand up, but before he took a few steps, he suddenly tripped over something.

He fell into another embrace.

"Run what?"

The man's voice was cold, and his expression was even more sullen, but Jiang Juan didn't notice it, and even took the initiative to hug him tightly.

"Why did you run away?" Jiang Juan said seriously, "My lord, I really don't blame you, and you don't blame yourself either."

Xue Fangli didn't say a word, just hugged Jiang Juan, the person in his arms was so light that he seemed to have no weight, he glanced at it.

After lying on the bed for three days, Jiang Juan lost a lot of weight. His jaw was thin, his complexion was almost transparent, and he was as weak as if made of paper.

How could he not blame himself.

Xue Fangli thought.

The young man is a troublesome man, good at acting like a baby and hurting himself.He knew the boy's temperament, but he let him climb the tower alone. He also promised the boy would protect him, but he still let him hurt like this.

"My lord, don't be ignorant, don't leave me alone."

Xue Fangli did not speak, and put Jiang Juan back on the bed, but Jiang Juan hugged him and refused to let go, rubbing against his arms like a small animal, "My lord, did you hear that?"

Playing like a baby again.

Why do you love being coquettish so much?

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, and after a while, he said in a normal tone: "I heard it."

"I didn't want to leave you, I just went to deal with some things."

When Jiang Juan heard it, he said "ah", but he didn't realize that his handling of the matter was just a casual remark after his attitude softened. Jiang Juan really thought that the prince had business to deal with, so he immediately let go of his hand and stopped pestering others, "Then Alright, my lord, go quickly."

"that is……"

Jiang Juan was still not quite used to the darkness in front of his eyes. Even though he knew that there were many maids, not only him alone, but the prince was not there, Jiang Juan was still uneasy. He said slowly, "My lord, I can't see anything. I'm a little scared, can you deal with the matter quickly and come back to accompany me?"

Xue Fangli: "..."

Jiang Juan was really disturbed, he looked dazed and at a loss, he sat on the bed, he didn't dare to make any big movements, he was pitifully obedient.

Xue Fangli didn't respond immediately, and Jiang Juan didn't know if he was still there, so he waited for a while and asked hesitantly, "My lord?"

"My lord, are you still there?"

Just as Xue Fangli was about to speak, there was a rush of footsteps. Lan Ting ran into Doctor Sun on the road, and learned that Jiang Juan had woken up, but there was a temporary problem with his eyes, so he rushed back in a hurry.

"Master! Master!"

Lan Ting bowed silently to Xue Fangli, walked to the bed, Jiang Juan turned his head, "Lanting, is that you?"

"It's a slave."

Jiang Juan breathed a sigh of relief, it's fine if the prince is not here, but Lan Ting is here, but—"Lanting, I have something to tell you, don't tell the prince."

Lan Ting was startled, turned to look at Xue Fangli, Xue Fangli glanced at her indifferently, and blocked Lan Ting's words.

She was going to say that the prince is here.

"I met Master Ananda."

On the Jinghua Pagoda, Jiang Juan felt that the name of Master Ananda was familiar, so he went to see it. Then he suddenly remembered why he felt the name was familiar.

Lan Ting mentioned this person to him, and said that the master had told his fortune for him.

——"He said that the son was in a catastrophe this year when he was eighteen. If he survives it, he will be blessed and lucky, but his temperament will change. If he can't make it...fortunately, the son is fine."

Lan Ting was surprised: "Master Ananda? Young Master, have you met him?"

Jiang Juan nodded, "He... seems to have saved my life."

Jiang Juan told Lan Ting what happened after he ascended the pagoda, including Ananda calling him back to the pagoda, the three catastrophes and his insanity. Lan Ting covered his mouth and couldn't utter a word for a long time, so he could only repeat: "Fortunately, fortunately."

Jiang Juan was quite scared, "I almost died."

Lan Ting was also terrified, but when she raised her head, her hands and feet almost went limp, and she let out an exclamation.

The man stood at the door, his breath was extremely cold, his eyes were red, and he looked like a ghost.

Jiang Juan asked her, "Lanting, what's wrong?"

Lan Ting tremblingly said: "No, it's nothing, I just thought that you were almost pushed down the tower, my servant..."

She was so frightened, let alone the prince, Jiang Juan said: "Lanting, don't tell the prince, he will definitely feel worse."

"……it is good."

At the same time Lan Ting responded, Xue Fangli walked away with a fierce look on his face.

Master Ananda?

What kind of master is just pretending to be a ghost.

There was nothing to deal with at first, but now, Xue Fangli suddenly had something to deal with.

Let people find this Ananda.

And - torture the people who hurt Jiang Juan.

The teenager was almost pushed off the tower.

He nearly... died.

Xue Fangli closed his eyes, blood was surging in his eyes.

It was agreed to come back early to accompany him, and the prince would come back again, but Jiang Juan felt that it had been a long time, so long that he fell asleep again.

Being embraced by the familiar embrace, Jiang Juan opened his eyes in a daze, and in the darkness, he closed them again, complaining feebly: "My lord, why did you come back only now?"

Woke him up as soon as he came back.

Xue Fangli stroked his back and smiled slightly, "Things are a bit tricky."

Jiang Juan said "oh", the prince just took a bath, and his body smelled good, but it seemed to be mixed with other smells.

Jiang Juan immediately became alert, and his drowsiness was gone. He moved around in his arms and smelled it for a long time. After confirming that it wasn't someone else's smell, Jiang Juan was puzzled again.

"My lord, did I smell it wrong? Why do you smell... rust?"

Xue Fangli's expression remained unchanged and he said: "Is there?"

When he asked this, Jiang Juan was not sure, so he could only ask, "Where have you been?"

Xue Fangli said lightly: "The study."

study.

The study should be smelly of ink.

Jiang Juan was puzzled, he wanted to ask again, but his jaw was raised, "So many questions, did you get enough sleep?"

After the words fell, Jiang Juan's lips were lightly licked by something, and they were wet and limp, which was a silent threat.

Jiang Juan's eyelashes twitched, and if it was usual, he would have calmed down immediately, but at this moment he suddenly wanted to be kissed, Jiang Juan also licked his lips, and stammered, "My lord, I've had enough sleep. "

Xue Fangli looked at him thoughtfully, Jiang Juan waited for a while, and was not very happy, "My lord, you can't hug someone, and you can't even be relatives. Didn't I hint clearly enough?"

"..."

Xue Fangli asked him with a half-smile, "Why are you so used to irritating people with your mouth?"

Jiang Juan touched his face, "It will be annoying, but it's also sweet, do you really not want to kiss?"

Xue Fangli said slowly: "This king can't do it, how can we kiss?"

Jiang Juan said depressedly: "...you don't kiss when you are asked, and you want to kiss when you are not allowed to kiss. Your lord, you are really out of time."

The prince just couldn't do it, Jiang Juan came to a conclusion, the prince didn't move, he moved on his own, Jiang Juan roughly groped with his hand, and then took the initiative to kiss him.

Pro crooked.

Fingers stroking around, soft lips rubbing back and forth, Jiang Juan's animal-like kiss is hard to satisfy, Xue Fangli clicked his tongue lightly, clasped Jiang Juan's jaw tightly, and finally kissed back.

Different from Jiang Juan's greenness, his kiss was extremely aggressive, not just a kiss, but swallowing Jiang Juan alive, scorching hot.

Xue Fangli seemed to be used to rubbing Jiang Juan's heart. While kissing him, his hands were also moving.

Jiang Juan was almost softened into a puddle of water by the kiss, and his whole body was groggy. He forgot that his heart disease had not relapsed at the moment, and he didn't need to rub his heart, and he also forgot—even if he rubbed his heart, he didn't need to put his fingers in. placket.

I don't know how long it took before there was a bang, the wind blew up outside, and the half-closed window "clanged", waking Jiang Juan awake.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Xue Fangli, but at this moment, Jiang Juan realized that his clothes had been taken off and piled crumpled on his elbows. This kiss was no longer limited to his lips, and even once There is a downward trend.

Jiang Juan: "..."

Jiang Juan: "..."

He became angry from embarrassment, and bit Xue Fangli's shoulder.

The smell of blood spread on the tip of his tongue, Jiang Juan frowned, and wanted to complain, but in the blink of an eye, Jiang Juan remembered something, and his body froze.

Not rusty.

The smell on the prince's body is not rust.

The smell of blood has been diluted.