Salted fish, he thought about it

The familiar breath fell on his neck, which was an extremely intimate gesture, but Jiang Juan only felt cold all over, and his only source of heat was the moving kitten in his arms.

Jiang Juan almost forgot to breathe.

It is impossible to say that you are not afraid at all. Jiang Juan was really frightened just now, but now that he has been exposed again, Jiang Juan just feels like his heart is about to jump out.

He inhaled lightly, but someone turned his face away. Xue Fangli looked down at him, his expression was as usual, and he smiled gently, but Jiang Juan could see a bit of savagery from it.

"...My lord."

Jiang Juan asked him in a daze, "Am I still awake?"

Xue Fangli replied without emotion: "No."

"Then you, I..."

Jiang Juan was a little incoherent. He wanted to say a lot, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, he just lowered his head, looked at the hand holding him for a long time, and slowly pushed it away.

Seeing that he was about to break free, Xue Fangli grabbed his hand again, and grabbed his hand even harder.

"So many people have told you that this king is a lunatic, you don't want to believe it," Xue Fangli said in a soft and slow tone, as if coaxing, "I didn't take it seriously before, and now there is no need to worry about it. Go back and have a good time How about going to sleep, forgetting all of this, and pretending it never happened?"

How could it be possible to forget it? Jiang Juan twitched his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Let me think about it."

Xue Fangli nodded, "Okay, I will wait for you to make up your mind."

Jiang Juan: "...Then let go."

Xue Fangli still didn't let go of Jiang Juan. Jiang Juan waited for a while and was about to look back at him. The next second, Jiang Juan was pulled into his arms. I feel so tired.

"...My lord."

"Just wait a while."

Jiang Juan had no choice but to give him a hug.After an unknown amount of time, Xue Fangli finally let go of Jiang Juan, and he calmly ordered, "Send the princess back to Liangfengyuan."

Along the way, Jiang Juan's eyelashes drooped, and he was extremely quiet. Lan Ting looked at it worriedly for a long time, and after returning to his room, he finally couldn't help it.

"Sir, are you alright?"

"fine."

Jiang Juan shook his head and sat down with a confused expression.

The novel is so clearly written that King Li is a cruel man, he has no regard for human relations and is violent, but he wholeheartedly thinks that Wang Ye is a good person.

No wonder the prince said that he was easy to deceive, no wonder the prince said that if he wanted to hide it from him, he would not find out.

Jiang Juan really didn't notice at all.

"I'm so stupid."

Jiang Juan's voice was very soft, Lan Ting hurriedly comforted him, "Why do you say that about yourself, you are not stupid at all."

Jiang Juan asked her: "Do you know that the prince... is actually not that good?"

Lan Ting hesitated and said: "My lord, the slaves live with the maids in the mansion, and they often tell the slaves about His Highness's period, so..."

Jiang Juan answered for her, "You know."

Lan Ting waved his hand, "No. In the beginning, the slaves didn't know, just like the young master, they thought the prince is really a good person."

No matter how much she comforted her, it was useless. Jiang Juan sighed, but was still depressed.

After hesitating for a while, Lan Ting said sincerely: "But son, no matter what kind of person your Highness is, he treats you really well. Not only the steward and the slaves have said it several times, but other people in the house often say Your Highness treats you son, if you hold it in your mouth, you are afraid of melting, and if you hold it in your hand, you are afraid of falling."

She made a lot of sense, but Jiang Juan still couldn't think about it.

The scene in Lixue Hall was too bloody, and the prince has been lying to him from beginning to end. Before he knew it, did the prince do other things?

The more Jiang Juan thought about it, the more confused he became, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He always felt a bloody smell on his body, so Jiang Juan said, "Lanting, I want to take a bath."

Lan Ting hurriedly said: "Okay, young master, wait a moment."

She walked out, but when the door opened, she saw many guards outside. Lan Ting was puzzled, and was about to step out, but was stopped. The guard asked Lan Ting, "Where are you going?"

Lan Ting whispered: "Young master wants to take a bath, I'll boil water for him."

But the guard said: "You don't need to go, someone will bring the water after it is boiled."

Lan Ting was startled, "What?"

Seeing Lanting staying at the door for too long, Jiang Juan asked strangely, "Lanting, what's wrong?"

Lan Ting forced a smile and said: "My lord, someone will bring hot water later."

Jiang Juan: "But..."

Lan Ting opened the door. Seeing this, the kitten who had been obediently in Jiang Juan's arms jumped out and went outside in a few steps. Jiang Juan hurriedly chased after it without finishing his sentence. Same, he was stopped before he even walked out the door.

The guard said: "Crown Princess, you can't go out."

Jiang Juan asked him suspiciously, "Why not?"

The guard replied: "...His Highness ordered. He told you to rest well and don't run around."

Jiang Juan let out an "ah", realized something, and didn't make it difficult for the guards, but pursed his lips, and said displeasedly, "Help me catch the cat back."

When the guard brought the dumpling back to Jiang Juan, he had been angry for a while, Jiang Juan took the kitten back and rubbed it into a mess, "My lord won't let me go out."

Lan Ting sighed, tried his best to comfort him and said: "It's okay. Young master, you don't like to go out anyway."

Jiang Juan said, "It's different."

"I can not go out by myself, but he can't let me go out."

Lan Ting: "..."

That's what it said, Jiang Juan ravaged the dumpling and climbed onto the bed with the cat in his arms. His reasons were also very good: "The prince doesn't like cat hair, and he doesn't like me sleeping for too long, so I want to hug the cat." Sleeping with the cat for a long time."

What could Lan Ting say, he could only put down the tent for him, and said helplessly, "Go to sleep."

Woke up upset, ended up falling asleep, Jiang Juan also felt bad.

In the dream, he was picked up by someone and sat in the man's arms. In the dimness of the room, the executive brought a fruit plate with a whole bunch of grapes in it. They were already ripe and very deep purple. The drops of water are still dripping down.

His slender fingers picked a grape and fed it to Jiang Juan. He was used to this kind of feeding, so he opened his mouth unsuspectingly, and the next moment, it was on the pale fingertips, dripping down The flesh of the water turned into a bloody paste.

It was a pair of eyes, Jiang Juan recognized it, he was almost frightened, but the hand was still feeding him.

"I will not eat."

"I don't want it, I really don't want it."

"My lord..."

The tent was blown by the wind and swayed leisurely. Jiang Juan didn't sleep well, and kept uttering vague ravings. When he got to the back, he was almost crying. After an unknown amount of time, someone finally lifted the fluttering veil .

On the bed, the boy frowned, sleeping very restlessly, his eyelashes were wet with water vapor, did he really cry, or was he scared to cry by a nightmare.

Xue Fangli looked down at him, and was about to reach out to embrace Jiang Juan, but when his fingers were about to touch Jiang Juan, he paused again.

He even has nightmares.

Forget it.

Not daring to hug him, let alone comfort him as usual, Xue Fangli wiped away Jiang Juan's tears, finally leaned down, restrained and gently kissed his eyelashes.

Picking up the cat sleeping next to him, Xue Fangli put down the tent and walked out. He asked in a cold tone, "When he comes back, how is he...?"

As soon as Lan Ting heard it, she knew that she was asking about Jiang Juan's situation. She shook her head, "My lord is not very happy."

Xue Fangli said "um", "Take a good look at him."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and was about to leave, as if he came here just to explain this to Lan Ting, Lan Ting clasped his hands tightly, tangled in his heart for a while, and then summoned up the courage to say: "Your Highness..."

Xue Fangli paused and looked at her expressionlessly.

Lan Ting's eyelids twitched, and she still said the words that had been typed countless times, and she begged: "Don't do this to the young master."

"You can't lock him up forever."

"Why can't it be locked up for a lifetime?"

Xue Fangli's tone was cold, "If he doesn't think well for a day, this king will lock him up for a day, and if he doesn't think well for a lifetime, this king will lock him up for the rest of his life."

"At first, the king said to send him away, but he refused to leave."

Lan Ting: "But..."

Even though he was afraid in his heart, he took a deep breath, and Lan Ting still asked her doubts: "If the young master has made up his mind, he...is still afraid and can't accept it?"

"That's because I didn't think about it."

Xue Fangli closed his eyes, his expression darkened, "Continue to think about it. Until he thinks it through."

Lan Ting's lips moved, but she didn't say anything. She stared blankly at Xue Fang walking away. The man was dressed in a black and gold robe, which was extremely expensive, and his expression was obviously indifferent to the extreme. It felt like he was also afraid of something.

This afternoon, Jiang Juan has been sleeping, but he has also been having nightmares.

When I woke up completely, it was already the first time when the lights came on.

This sleep really made Jiang Juan very tired. He sat up sleepily, lost his mind for a while, and then pulled up the thin quilt, but when he looked around, he couldn't see the kitten. Jiang Juan asked Lanting: "Where's the group?"

Lan Ting said softly: "Just now the prince came and sent the dumpling back."

Jiang Juan was taken aback for a moment, and was quiet for a long time before he let out an "oh".

"and then."

"What then?"

Lan Ting was quite puzzled, so Jiang Juan had to lower his head, gripped the thin quilt tightly, and asked him slowly, "Did the lord not say anything?"

I said it, but Lan Ting didn't dare to tell Jiang Juan about those words. She thought for a moment and replied, "Your Highness, let this servant take good care of you."

When Jiang Juan heard this, he became even more unhappy, "I told you to take good care of me, what about the prince? Does he just ignore it?"

"He lied to me for so long, and even deliberately fed me grapes," Jiang Juan said, "He is the smartest, playing tricks on me, and he keeps watching me laugh."

Speaking of this, Jiang Juan thought of something again, and became even angrier, "He came back, didn't he try to argue with me? Who is his princess, me or the cat? He doesn't care about me when he cares about the cat?"

Lan Ting: "...?"

The young master should be angry, but Lan Ting was puzzled by his anger now, but she still managed to explain, "You were sleeping at that time, young master, and he left."

Jiang Juan was really going to faint with anger, "He just left? I had a nightmare all afternoon, and he was responsible for it, so he just left?"

"Why?" Jiang Juan became more and more angry as he thought about it, "he didn't argue with me, he didn't come to coax me, and he didn't even apologize to me. Even when I had a nightmare, he just watched from the sidelines."

"Is he human?"

Jiang Juan had never been wronged like this before, so he decided, "No way, my lord can't get away with it."

So not long after, the guard rushed to the study room and whispered a few words to the senior officer who was guarding the door. When the senior officer heard this, his face changed drastically. He pushed the door open and shouted: "Your Highness! The big thing is not good. Already!"

"Crown Princess, Crown Princess—he has a heart attack!"