Salted fish, he thought about it

Into the summer, the weather is getting hotter.

Catching wind and cold in summer is also the most painful thing.

Jiang Juan's illness has haunted him for more than half a month. He can't eat ice or blow the wind. Jiang Juan has to spread himself into a piece of salted fish cake every day to keep himself cool by reducing the number of flips.

On this day, Lan Ting went back to the other courtyard, and found a lot of things for Jiang Juan to play with, and stuffed a small purse until Jiang Juan opened it for a look, when Bai Xue came over.

Bai Xuechao stroked Fujiang Juan's hair, worried: "Why haven't you done it thoroughly?"

Jiang Juan packed the lotus without any hesitation, and said indifferently, "It should be ready soon."

Bai Xuechao has always blamed himself for his illness. After all, Jiang Juan caught a cold when he went to the library with him, and he has been ill until now, so far he hasn't recovered.

Thinking of this, Bai Xue said apologetically: "It's my grandfather who didn't take good care of you."

Jiang Juan shook his head quickly, "It's not my grandfather's fault. It's me who sits when I have a chair, and sleeps when I have a table. I blame myself for not being particular about it."

"And... Grandfather, the prince can't take me to watch the memorial with him these few days, and I wish I could be sick for a few more days."

When Bai Xue heard it, she immediately blew her beard and stared at him and said, "He reads the memorial as soon as he reads it. What is he going to do with my good grandson? He gets tired when he gets tired. What can I do if my good grandson is exhausted?"

Jiang Juan agreed, "That's right. If I have time to watch the memorial with him, I might as well sleep a little longer."

Lan Ting: "..."

After hearing these words, she couldn't laugh or cry and said: "But young master, His Highness pulled you over, and didn't let you read the memorial, why are you tired?"

Jiang Juan asked her, "Aren't I tired after getting up?"

Bai Xuechao also said: "Why aren't you tired? My grandson is so sick, how can I have the energy to watch the memorial with him?"

The grandfather and grandson shared the same hatred, so Lan Ting had no choice but to change his words: "Tired, Your Highness is too much, you have to accompany him to read the memorial all day, you are really exhausted."

Jiang Juan nodded solemnly, "Why not."

Bai Xue came here today, firstly to see Jiang Juan, and secondly to go out. Seeing that Jiang Juan was in good spirits, he felt relieved and said to Jiang Juan, "My grandson, grandpa is going out today, to see Look at my old friend."

go out.

Jiang Juan looked outside, even if he was indoors, he could still feel the harshness of the sun. Jiang Juan didn't like to go out in summer, but after hearing what Bai Xue said, he still said, "Grandfather, I'll go with you."

"You don't go."

Bai Xue waved her hands again and again, Jiang Juan looked at him strangely, and asked him unwillingly, "Why? Grandfather, am I the one who can't see anyone?"

In Luofeng Mountain in the past, Jiang Juan seldom acted like a baby with him, but this time when he came to the capital, his grandson talked softly to him all day long, Bai Xuechao really felt his heart soften, but this time, he was I really can't let go.

"It's not that you don't want to see people," Bai Xuechao explained, "Grandfather is going to Qiulu Mountain. It's so hot, you've already been cold from the wind, and you're sweating while climbing the mountain. What if you catch a cold again?"

"Besides..."

Bai Xue smiled, "You're weak, so you shouldn't go to that kind of place, lest you run into a collision."

that kind of place?what kind of place?

Jiang Juan blinked, and Bai Xuechao stroked his hair again, "Take a good rest, when you recover, grandpa will take you there again. Since you like the son-in-law, he...you should like it too."

Well, if you don't go, you won't go, but Jiang Juan didn't forget to say to Bai Xuechao: "Grandfather, you go up the mountain slowly, remember to bring more water."

Bai Xue nodded, "Okay."

He waved to Jiang Juan, got up and left. After Bai Xuechao walked out of the yard, Lan Ting said softly to Jiang Juan, "My lord, there seem to be a lot of people buried on Qiulu Mountain. The sir said that there was a collision...I'm afraid that his old friend, has passed away."

Jiang Juan let out an "ah" and stopped talking.

He was alone, with nothing to do, and it was so hot that Jiang Juan had to lie back on the bed. Lan Ting saw a lot of sweat protruding from his forehead, so he finally took a round fan and fanned it gently.

"I want to turn on the air conditioner and drink iced Coke."

Jiang Juan lay on the bed with his hands hanging down, remembering his lost happiness.

"Ice cream?"

Xue Fangli walked in with a calm tone.

From Jiang Juan's point of view, he could only see the hem of his clothes. Xue Fangli walked towards him slowly. Jiang Juan reached out and hugged his leg, "My lord, I'm so hot."

Xue Fangli looked down at him for a few moments, and clicked his tongue, "If you want ice cream, I'll have someone make it for you. Is it worth being coquettish?"

Jiang Juan: "?"

He wants iced coke, not ice cream!

No, he didn't act like a baby.

Jiang Juan was very depressed, but it was acceptable to eat ice. He asked Xue Fangli: "Can I eat ice?"

Xue Fangli: "Eat a few bites less."

Jiang Juan immediately cheered up, "Then I want to eat."

"God."

The executive said "Hey", Xue Fangli lifted his chin lightly, "He wants to eat ice cream, let someone make it for him."

Executive: "???"

Ice cheese is a kind of cold drink, and the executives know it. The cheese is boiled with milk, smashed and then chilled for several hours. several.

"Where are the slaves going to..."

The senior officer wanted to ask with a bitter face, but Xue Fangli gave him a half-smile look, the senior officer had no choice but to swallow his pain, and forced a smile, "This slave will prepare ice cream for the princess."

Xue Fangli nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Juan didn't know how rare the ice cream was, and said, "Can you make him make it faster? I'm going to heat up."

"……Can."

The senior officer smiled sadly, he walked out of the Cool Breeze Courtyard, the sun was shining brightly, but the senior officer only felt desolate in his heart.

Where should he get ice cream for the Dauphine?

Why is his life so miserable?

With ice to eat, Jiang Juan's mood improved a lot, but he was still too lazy to move, just lying on the side of the bed. Finally, Xue Fangli stretched out his hand and turned him over. Jiang Juan was about to roll into his arms , There was a sudden knock on the door.

"what's up?"

The visitor's face was pale, and his head was covered with cold sweat, "Your Highness, it's not good, Your Majesty, Your Majesty—it seems to be dying!"

Can't do it?

Emperor Hongxing is about to die?

Jiang Juan was in a trance.

In the plot, Emperor Hongxing died because he was addicted to the art of health preservation. Jiang Juan remembered that when he and Xue Fangli entered the palace for the first time, Emperor Hongxing was drinking velvet blood wine, which was also the velvet blood wine. Killed Xue Fangli's life.

Before Emperor Hongxing went to recuperate, Xue Fangli could not go, but now that he is seriously ill, Xue Fangli can no longer shirk, he ordered lightly: "Prepare the car."

"Yes."

The person who reported was trotting all the way, but Jiang Juan was rolling around like a salted fish. Knowing that Xue Fang had left, he would definitely not be able to run away. Jiang Juan sighed and said, "My ice cream..."

Xue Fangli: "I'll eat it another day. You haven't recovered from the cold, so you won't be able to eat much."

Jiang Juan let out an "oh", but didn't argue with him, but said sullenly, "If I can't eat ice cream, then I'm really going to act like a baby."

"My lord, hug me."

Xue Fangli chuckled, hugged Jiang Juan by the waist, and Jiang Juan leaned on his shoulder, and suddenly asked softly, "Your Majesty, if your majesty really can't make it through, will you be sad?"

Xue Fangli's tone was calm, "If this king says he's not sad."

Jiang Juan looked at him, rubbed lightly on his shoulders and neck, and then hugged Xue Fangli, "If you are not sad, then you are not sad. Anyway, they are irrelevant people, not as important as me."

Xue Fangli said leisurely: "Don't be ashamed."

There's nothing to be ashamed of, Jiang Juan complained, "You're messing with me every day, and I don't see you being ashamed."

Xue Fangli raised his lips and smiled, and carried Jiang Juan into the carriage.

Along the way, the carriage was rickety, but Jiang Juan hardly slept.

"My lord, talk to me."

Although he knew that Xue Fangli had no relationship with Emperor Hongxing, Jiang Juan was still afraid that he would be unhappy and wanted to distract him.

"what you want to say?"

"Everything is fine."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Juan asked him: "It's been a while since I saw the sixth prince and the others, my lord, do you know what they're doing recently?"

Xue Fangli looked unhappy, "Why do you always care about some messy people?"

Jiang Juan urged, "Speak quickly."

Xue Fangli glanced at him, "Gu Puwang seems to have gone to Dali Temple and solved a few cases, so it's okay."

The cases handed over to Dali Temple are usually extremely important. Gu Puwang cracked several cases, but only got a fair evaluation. Jiang Juan looked at Xue Fangli and sighed: "My lord, you are so strict."

"anything else."

Xue Fangli: "Jiang Qingliang... went to the barracks. The bandits are rampant these days, General Jiang led the army to suppress the bandits, and he is also there, it seems that there is no delay."

If they didn't hold back, they had made meritorious service. In fact, it was mentioned in these books, but Jiang Juan was just curious about whether the direction had changed again. Fortunately, Gu Puwang and the others' trajectories had not changed in any way.

As for Xue Congjun, Jiang Juan actually felt that there was no need to ask. The sixth prince, like him, only knew how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, but Jiang Juan still got wet with the rain and dew, "What about the sixth prince? He hasn't come to see me for a while. Yes, it's strange."

"On the day you were suffering from a cold, your father's condition worsened and he went to the palace to recuperate. Sixth brother accompanied him."

Jiang Juan nodded, "No wonder."

Xue Fangli said casually: "Why, do you miss him?"

Jiang Juan: "?"

"……no."

Jiang Juan sighed, and could only pretend to ask again: "Then—there is one more person. Where is the prince? Your lord, how is the prince recently? I am the best friend with the prince, and I am most worried about him."

"You are best friends with him?"

Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, "Really?"

Jiang Juan raised his head, "It's more real than pearls."

Xue Fangli snorted lightly, "I don't believe it."

Jiang Juan thought for a while, and had no choice but to prove it to him with actions.

He turned around, wrapped his arms around Xue Fangli's neck, and leaned over to rub Xue Fangli's bright red lips, "I have never done such a thing with anyone else, only with the prince."

"and also……"

Jiang Juan's eyelashes moved, "Only the prince has seen my whole body, and only he has rubbed it."

Xue Fangli held Jiang Juan with one hand, his eyes were heavy, but he just looked down at him, "And then."

Jiang Juan: "There is no more. Isn't this the best?"

Xue Fangli: "It doesn't count."

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It's best to go through the room."

Too pushy, Jiang Juan said: "...Forget it, I'm not the best with you, we are better like this."

Xue Fangli gave a low laugh, kissed Jiang Juan forcefully, and pried his lips away.

He wanted to talk to him, but in the end, Jiang Juan was played by Jiang Juan. When the carriage stopped, Jiang Juan leaned on Xue Fangli's shoulder to breathe lightly, and let him tidy up his clothes.

Jiang Juan opened the curtain, and the palace was located at the foot of the mountain, majestic and luxurious.

Looking at it, Jiang Juan suddenly felt uneasy.

In the novel, Emperor Hongxing died after Anping Hou proclaimed himself emperor, but it is only June.

Before the floods in the south of the Yangtze River occurred, and Marquis Anping had not gained any prestige among the people, Emperor Hongxing fell seriously ill in advance.

It's like...something is going to happen.

Jiang Juan slowly frowned.