Salted fish, he thought about it

Before that, Jiang Juan had no emotional experience, so he avoided repeatedly and was too shy, and even asked Xue Fangli to promise not to force him again.

But this time, Jiang Juan said these words naturally, and he attributed it to hating iron.

He is worthless, and the prince is even less promising than him, he can only think about things, and what he thinks is all messy things.

But no matter what, Jiang Juan was still a little nervous when his heart was completely exposed. His fingers clenched the thin quilt tightly, waiting for the feedback of this confession.

Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for a long time, Jiang Juan didn't hear Xue Fang leave his mouth, he finally couldn't help it, "My lord, you—" the voice stopped abruptly.

As soon as Jiang Juan raised his head, he looked into the man's eyes.It was dark, like an empty and lonely deep sea, Xue Fangli was looking at him, as if he was looking at a little fluorescent light floating in the deep sea.

So focused, so focused that it hurts.

Jiang Juan was startled, he was just nervous at first, but now he was a little embarrassed to be looked at, he stretched out his hand to cover Xue Fangli's eyes, and while covering Xue Fangli's eyes, he asked him: "...Don't you have anything to say to me? "

Xue Fangli let him move, "Didn't I say that?"

Jiang Juan didn't allow him to get away with it, "No, I want you to say it again."

"Okay," Xue Fangli said, "I am happy with you."

I really said it again, but Jiang Juan shook his head again, deliberately picking at him, "You said this sentence, I don't want it, you can change it for me."

what to say.

He was once stuck in the mud, but a hand stretched out to him, Xue Fangli took the hand, and he returned to the world.

But he was born a bad breed, when he took this hand, he didn't appreciate it, he just wanted to drag the boy into the world of mortals, let him rise and fall in the sea of ​​suffering with him.

Later he became more and more greedy.He not only wanted to hold the boy's hand, but he thought he was the only one in the boy's eyes, and he wanted the boy's compassion to be given only to him. Mask, playing a good guy less seriously.

On this day, the mask was torn off, his true nature was exposed, his lies were exposed, and the fear and fear all day long finally came. Xue Fangli thought that he had plenty of time and youth to spend.

The longest but a lifetime.No matter how pitifully the boy cried, no matter how much he feared him, he would not soften his heart, let alone let him go.

He is an evil ghost, he is a puddle of mud, if a young man falls in love with him, he will never be able to get rid of him in this life.

Who made the boy stretch out his hand to him.

Who made the boy stretch out his hand to him, but refused to hold him for the rest of his life.

He wanted to avenge his kindness, but he didn't let him go.

But the boy said it was not sympathy.He said no matter who he was, he wanted to be with him.He wants to stay with him.

How is this not a Bodhisattva?

This is his little Bodhisattva.Don't cross the common people, only cross him alone.

But if he crossed himself alone, he crossed the common people.

"You are by my side, you are crossing me," Xue Fangli said, "If you are not a Bodhisattva, you are not a Bodhisattva. The Bodhisattva on the lotus seat, what else can you do? Come to my arms and be my heart and soul. Do whatever you want, whatever you like."

Jiang Juan was finally satisfied, he pulled Xue Fangli onto the bed, then hugged him, hugged him in his arms, and said in a vague voice, "Okay, I'm here."

Xue Fangli looked down at him, raised his hand, and wanted to touch Jiang Juan, but he didn't know what he thought of, and stopped in mid-air, Jiang Juan was unaware of it.

He was made happy, but the debt still had to be settled with Xue Fang, and he would not be carried away by sweet words.

"Don't do this again in the future."

Jiang Juan traced the embroidery on Xue Fangli's coat with his fingertips, "You punished him indiscriminately and tortured people until half their lives were lost. What do you want the government to do?"

"it is good."

Xue Fangli agreed too quickly, and Jiang Juan suspected that he was playing it perfunctory. After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Juan said, "You better really decide to change your mind. You are always scolded and going to hell in the future, so you'll be fine. You don’t believe in ghosts and gods, you are not afraid, but I am so afraid.”

"Hell is not easy at all, and I am afraid of suffering. If there is a hell, you will really go to hell, and I have to go to hell with you."

Jiang Juan's eyelashes moved, "My lord, you always make me love you, and you love me too, okay? I really don't want to suffer, and I'm also afraid of pain."

Xue Fangli: "...OK."

In addition to using torture privately, Jiang Juan was also tricked by him.Jiang Juan cupped his face, and continued, "You can't hide anything from me anymore, nothing."

Speaking of this, Jiang Juan thought of something, and reminded Xue Fangli: "That maid... the maid who told me that the dumpling was lost, you are not allowed to punish her in private."

"it is good."

He was like a ruthless agreement machine, Jiang Juan agreed to everything, Jiang Juan had an idea, "There is more. You can read the memorial later, and don't bring me together again."

"..."

Quiet, the room is quiet.

Jiang Juan: "?"

He asked Xue Fangli: "My lord, please say something. You are not allowed to drag me to read the memorial together in the future, do you hear?"

Xue Fangli: "...Let's talk about it later."

Jiang Juan is not stupid, he must be fooling himself when he said it again, Jiang Juan looked at Xue Fangli, pulled his hand to his heart, and said slowly: "My lord, I still have a little pain here, Give me a rub."

After a pause, Jiang Juan added, "I've made you so angry. Now I just don't want to read the memorial. Are you even willing to agree to this?"

Xue Fangli: "...um."

The goal was achieved, but Jiang Juan still didn't accept it. He chose to make persistent efforts, "Also, if I want to sleep, you have to let me sleep and stop shaking me."

Xue Fangli lowered his head, he was noncommittal, but his expression clearly disagreed.

Jiang Juan had no choice but to use the heart disease method again, "This time, my heart disease relapsed, and there must be a reason for my insomnia. You have to let me rest well, and I can't sleep well. How about my health?"

He spoke with confidence, but the problem was that Jiang Juan was allowed to sleep, he could lie on the bed all day, he was too lazy to be outrageous, and he didn't feel sorry for his nickname "Jiang Lazy" at all.

But at this moment, Jiang Juan had a heart attack. He was proud of his illness, so Xue Fangli had no choice but to follow him, "...I will try my best."

Just trying his best, Jiang Juan was still a little dissatisfied, but he didn't think it was a big problem, so he just let it go.

After finishing the request, Jiang Juan looked at Xue Fangli again, thinking that the atmosphere was so good, Xue Fangli should give him a hug.

But after waiting and waiting, Xue Fangli didn't move, and Jiang Juan was about to die of anger, "Why don't you hug me?"

Xue Fangli was taken aback when he heard the words. He raised his hand, but when his fingertips were about to touch Jiang Juan, he stopped again. This time, Jiang Juan finally found out.

Jiang Juan: "???"

hesitate!The prince dared to hesitate in hugging him!

"Is it because I'm not easy to hug? Why don't you want to hug me?"

Jiang Juan lost his temper again. Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, but his expression was not displeased. He stared at Jiang Juan for a long time, smiled softly, and finally put down his hand and embraced Jiang Juan.

Holding his lost and found treasure.

It was only one day, but it seemed like a long time had passed.

Holding the young man in his arms, smelling the fragrance of his body, and greedily snatching everything from him, Xue Fangli can always make Xue Fangli feel happy to the greatest extent.

Xue Fangli lowered his head, kissed Jiang Juan vigorously, and rubbed Jiang Juan's waist so hard that Jiang Juan had to wrap his arms around his neck, and it turned into a puddle of water in his arms, and he could only breathe heavily. stop.

Not long after, Imperial Physician Sun was finally able to diagnose Jiang Juan's pulse, but Jiang Juanruan fell into Xue Fangli's arms, his hair on the temples was messy, and several locks were even curled, not to mention his lips were red from kisses, and his eyes were dark. It was full of moisture, and her whole body was full of lust, as if she had been loved a lot.

Imperial Physician Sun didn't dare to look any further, but hesitantly reminded: "Your Highness, the Crown Princess has suffered from frequent heart attacks recently, you should pay more attention, and don't have sex with the Crown Princess for the time being."

Xue Fangli said "Yes", with a hoarse voice, "This king knows."

If it weren't for Jiang Juan's body, Xue Fangli would not only hold people in his arms, but also kiss and rub, he would coax Jiang Juan to do more, bullying people to tears.

It's just that Dr. Sun made a good point.

Seeing Jiang Juan stretching out his hand, revealing a white wrist, and asking Dr. Sun to diagnose his pulse, Xue Fangli's expression sank, and then he calmed down a bit, and then covered with a bit of gloom.

The teenager's heart disease was more and more frequent.

at the same time.

At night, there were very few people passing by on the official road, only a carriage rumbled by from time to time, and then it fell into silence.

Leading a horse, the old man wearing a bamboo hat walked very slowly. He was originally dressed in white, but he had walked too much, so he was covered in loess and dusty, and he was really embarrassed.

The old man was in his sixtieth year, but he was still in good spirits. He patted the horse's head from time to time and muttered: "Go a few more steps. There is a teahouse in front of you. When you get there, I will ask you for a few apples so that you can eat as much as you want. "

This horse also seems to be very human. It walks a few steps, stops and neighs at the old man, and the old man says, "This is where we are, let's go a few more steps."

After thinking about it, I finally arrived at the teahouse. The shop assistant took the horse away enthusiastically. After the old man asked for apples for it, he found a place to sit down. The proprietress asked him: "Mr. Why are you still on your way? Where are you going?"

"Go to the capital to visit relatives."

The proprietress said "ah", "You are so old, why do you want to visit your relatives in person? What about your grandson? Why didn't you go with you, but let you go on the road alone?"

The old man said with a smile: "There is only one daughter, who passed away early, leaving only one grandson. He can't take care of himself, has no backer in the capital, and is bullied again and again. The old man came to Beijing this time just for him."

Upon hearing this, the proprietress said sympathetically, "No wonder. I was still saying, who would let you, an old man, go on the road by yourself, that's why."

There is also an old man in the proprietress's home, so she was deeply touched, and she quickly ordered the waiter in the shop: "Go quickly, fill the water bag for this old man, and then ask the kitchen to serve him some lighter dishes."

The shop waiter hurriedly responded, while the old man reached out to take off the bamboo hat.

He smiled slightly, wearing a fairy bone demeanor, "Thank you."

The proprietress was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand, "It's okay."

Originally it was just out of pity, but as soon as the old man took off the bamboo hat, the proprietress felt that the old man was definitely not a thing in the pond.

But on this official road, there are many people coming and going, the proprietress has long learned not to be curious about the identities of others, she just lowered her head and flicked her abacus.

After a while, the shop waiter ran out of the back kitchen with hot dishes just out of the pot. He was in a hurry, and the proprietress scolded him without looking up: "What are you doing? Running so fast? Hurrying to reincarnate?"

"no……"

The shop waiter put the dishes on the table of the old man, and said happily: "Madam boss, just now Lao Zhang told me something, it was about Prince Li and his concubine Li—oh no, it should be His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess now. .”

The proprietress opened her mouth and began to scold him again, "Stop talking nonsense, get the hell out of here and fill up the old man's water bag."

As soon as the proprietress got mad, the waiter of the shop had to follow suit. He turned his head embarrassingly, and was about to ask the old man for a water bag, when the old man asked with a smile, "What's the matter with the prince and princess?"

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, but he still told him truthfully: "That's right...the prince really loves his concubine, it's not an exaggeration to say that he might melt if he holds it in his mouth, or it might break when he holds it in his hand." .”

Hearing this, the old man said with great interest, "Tell me more carefully."

The proprietress didn't listen to this, and the waiter at the shop finally got someone to share it with. He opened his mouth and chattered endlessly. Just as he was talking about excitement, another person came to the teahouse.

"Sir! Sir—!"

The person came dressed as a servant, he trotted over and said to the old man, "Sir, I have found the way, we only need to..."

The old man waved his hand at him, "I'll talk about it later, listen to him."

The shop clerk then said: "Then Anpinghou, you really kicked the iron plate, and when the screen was removed, there were His Royal Highness and the Crown Princess inside!"

Princess?

The boy was puzzled at first, but he immediately pricked up his ears when he heard the protagonist in the story told by the waiter.

After all, it's about your son, so you have to listen carefully.

That's right, my son.

This time when their husband went to Beijing to visit relatives, he was visiting the Crown Princess.

Alas, I don't know if their young master is doing well these days in the capital, or if he has suffered any grievances.