Traitor, he is bent on death

Jiang Jintang's dislike was clearly written on his face, but Xuan Lan got excited. The hand that was about to let go increased strength and clasped Jiang Jintang's waist like iron clamps, which even made Jiang Jintang feel a little painful.

"...Release." Jiang Jintang's lips turned pale. This time it was not because of poor health, but simply because of the smell of Xuan Lan.

"You hate me." Xuan Lan licked her fangs, her voice was casual: "But now you are also dirty and smelly, what should I do?"

The veins on Jiang Jintang's forehead twitched in anger, and his face was blushing. He was about to speak, but he couldn't catch his breath and coughed again and again. Mei patted him on the back: "Such a thing is so angry?...I won't tease you, is it my fault?"

Jiang Jintang's fair face was flushed from coughing, his eyelashes were stained with water, and when he raised his eyes to look at Xuan Lan, his anger was very seductive: "Now you know you're wrong?"

Xuan Lan was stunned by his gaze, then turned her head uncomfortably, and said, "I really know I'm wrong, why are you torturing yourself like this? Alright, I'll take you to wash it off."

He said that he was going to pull Jiang Jintang's arm, but he didn't expect that Jiang Jintang would just raise his hand, and Xuan Lan firmly squeezed Jiang Jintang's hand.

This feeling was so weird that both of them froze in place.

The way those two hands are held together is actually very beautiful, Jiang Jintang's fingers are slender and well-proportioned, Xuan Lan is much younger than him, but his hands are a bit bigger than his, fleshy and strong.

Jiang Jintang glanced down, and when he wanted to withdraw his hand, Xuan Lan took his hand and walked forward like a normal person, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with two big men holding hands: "It's dark, no matter how late It’s hard to find an inn.”

Jiang Jintang's fingers were completely wrapped, and the body temperature of the other person was transmitted without any hindrance. Every joint was so clear that he pursed his lips and said, "Let me go."

"Don't let it go." Xuan Lan said, "Now you're all full-bodied people, and you still despise me?"

Jiang Jintang wanted to say it wasn't for this reason, but thinking about it, it seemed more inappropriate to say another reason, so he swallowed back his words and said coldly: "If you want to hold hands, then hold hands."

Xuan Lan seemed to have smiled, but didn't seem to.

After walking for about a stick of incense, they finally found an inn. Under Xiao Er's surprised eyes, the two went up the stairs hand in hand. When they reached the door of the room, Jiang Jintang said, "Are you still planning to take me to take a bath?"

"It's not impossible." Xuan Lan said.

"..." Jiang Jintang couldn't bear it anymore and shook off his hand, and slammed the door in front of Xuan Lan.

The little emperor was not angry at being so humiliated. Instead, he leaned against the door and smiled to himself for a while before returning to his room.

Jiang Jintang washed off the smell on his body, took a deep breath, leaned against the edge of the bathtub, remembered what happened just now, and was dazed for a while.

This time when he went to the south of the Yangtze River, he saw a Xuan Lan whom he had never seen before.

He can joke with people, give in, apologize, and tease people.

Perhaps Xuan Lan was such a person in the first place, but when facing Jiang Jintang, all he had left was spikes, indifference and disgust.

Jiang Jintang picked up a handful of water and washed his face.

After wiping off the water droplets on his face, he got out of the tub, put on his coat, and when he walked to the bed, he suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood.

He quietly looked at the dark red blood between his white fingers, and his eyelashes trembled as the candle flame flickered.

The running around these days is not something his body can bear. Thanks to the medicine Chen Zheheng prepared before he left, he now looks like a sick and normal person, but this kind of medicine for tigers and wolves is not a long-term solution. It even caused great damage to the body. If Jiang Jintang hadn't used some tricks, Chen Zheheng wouldn't even give him the medicine.

Jiang Jintang wiped off the blood expressionlessly, put on thick clothes, walked to the window, opened the window and saw a firework exploding in the sky, which was used by Jian Yuanjia and Shanyue to report safety.

Seeing the fireworks meant that the two of them were still safe.

Jiang Jintang was thinking about how to reconcile with the two, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, before he even opened his mouth, the other party pushed the door open and came in very familiarly.

"What's the smell?" Xuan Lan's nose twitched: "Are you injured?"

Jiang Jintang secretly sighed that this man is really a dog nose, and said, "It's nothing, just a little injury, I've already taken care of it."

"Is it really a minor injury?" Xuan Lan raised her eyebrows: "Show me."

"No need." Jiang Jintang said, "It's just that I got caught on a tree branch while I was on my way. It's not a big problem...you don't sleep, what are you doing here?"

Xuan Lan put the food box in his hand on the table, and said, "I asked the kitchen to prepare a few dishes, and I ate steamed buns all day. Are you hungry?"

Jiang Jintang was really a little hungry, so he sat down at the table graciously and watched Xuan Lan serve food from the food box.

"They are all local dishes in Huazhou." Xuan Lan said, "I don't know if you can get used to them."

Jiang Jintang propped his chin: "I will return all Jiangnan dishes."

A few dishes are very simple, but eating such a simple meal after a day of running around and taking a hot bath can already make people feel definite happiness.

Jiang Jintang didn't eat much, and most of the food went into Xuan Lan's stomach. He was quite virtuous, and he even cleaned up the dishes after eating, but he didn't leave.

Jiang Jintang looked at him: "Is there anything else?"

Xuan Lan glanced at the night sky outside and asked, "Want to see the stars?"

"what?"

"The starry sky is beautiful tonight." Xuan Lan stretched out his hand: "Would you like to go to see the stars?"

By coincidence, Jiang Jintang handed him his hand.

When he came back to his senses, Xuan Lan was already squatting by the railing, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come here, I'll follow you."

Jiang Jintang: "..."

Jiang Jintang really wanted to close the window and go back to sleep now.

He couldn't understand why he had to go up to the roof to watch the stars in such a cold day, and he couldn't understand why Xuan Lan just liked to jump out of the window instead of going up the proper stairs.

He couldn't even understand himself.

He actually just jumped out like that.

Xuan Lan caught him, wrapped his arms around his waist, tapped his toes, and climbed up to the roof with strength.

The roof of the inn is much higher than other surrounding buildings. It is a good place to enjoy the scenery. Standing here, you can see the lights of thousands of houses and the sky full of stars.

Xuan Lan sat down on the ridge of the roof, and suddenly said: "When I was young, I used to watch the stars on the roof with my uncle."

Jiang Jintang sat down beside him, and when he heard Xuan Ke mentioned, he paused and said, "Your uncle?"

"Yes." Xuan Lan said: "He is the youngest son of my grandfather. I have been close to him since I was a child. He took me to play around the capital without telling my parents. He occupied a large part of my youth."

There was a mocking smile on Jiang Jintang's lips: "So, you and your uncle have a good relationship?"

Xuan Lan didn't answer this question, but said: "Because of some things, he left the capital."

This was Jiang Jintang's handwriting. He smiled mockingly and asked, "After leaving the capital, what will happen next?"

"Not long ago, he came back." Xuan Lan said quietly: "I found that the person he likes, I also like."

"..." Jiang Jintang was stunned.

Completely stunned.

He has always made people pay attention to Xuan Ke and Xuan Lan's movements, why did he not even know that these two fell in love with the same girl?

Is Jian Yuanjia counting money every day? He is not doing his job properly, yet he missed such an interesting thing!

Jiang Jintang considered his tone, and said, "You mean, you and your uncle fell in love with the same person?"

Xuan Lan hummed in a nasal voice, then he suddenly turned to look at Jiang Jintang: "Actually, I don't know if that can be called liking."

Jiang Jintang even held the girl's hand, but now he put on a show: "Then tell me, and I'll analyze it for you."

"As soon as I saw him..." The young man's eyes narrowed, like some kind of beast in the night, his voice was bloody: "I want to sleep with him."

Jiang Jintang: "..."

Jiang Jintang said softly, "You don't like it, it's just desire."

Xuan Lan asked, "Why don't you like it?"

Jiang Jintang's understanding of love is no better than Xuan Lan's. His relatives passed away too early, and no one taught him these principles. He can only rely on his own speculation to teach Xuan Lan: "If you admire someone, you should be happy when you see her." , I want to protect her and take care of her, I don't want to see her sad and cry, I want to stay by her side for the rest of my life..."

He tried hard to recall the other scenes of getting along with his parents when they were alive, and added: "She will affect all your emotions and make you no longer like yourself."

Xuan Lan felt her heart beating like a drum.

Jiang Jintang's voice was clear and clear, and it was instilled into his mind bit by bit.

Is this what I like?

It turned out that this is like.

Jiang Jintang is not interested in the details of the young Huaichun, he wants to know which girl is so capable that Xuan Ke and Xuan Lan like it at the same time, could it be Yin Zhixuan?

"Does your uncle know that you like him?" Jiang Jintang asked in a roundabout way.

"I probably don't know." Xuan Lan lay back, his eyes clearly reflected thousands of stars, but it seemed that there was only Jiang Jintang's phantom. He closed his eyes and said, "He and my uncle's I also found out by accident."

Jiang Jintang frowned slightly: "You mean, it was your uncle who got along with him first?"

Xuan Lan hummed unhappily.

Jiang Jintang: "..."

well.

He has raised a child for so many years, he is a good emperor, he sits on the world, and he chooses countless beauties at will, but in the end he doesn't like any of them, and he picks someone who has a master, who is Xuan Ke.

Even if Jiang Jintang felt that the life of a person like Xuan Ke was meaningless, he also felt that Xuan Lan's thinking was a little bit so, not very authentic.

"What about you." Xuan Lan suddenly turned her head and looked up at Jiang Jintang's side face: "Is there anyone you yearn for? Or... have you ever had someone yearn for?"

The author has something to say:

I think, at this point, the two newcomers can already exchange rings.