Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

"Stop pretending." Jiang Xian kicked Lei Wu on the ground in shock.

Lei Wu rubbed his buttocks, and gave Jiang Xianjing a thumbs up: "I really have you, let the general listen to you, otherwise the little prince won't marry. Hahaha, are you marrying the two countries?" Is it child's play? He said he won't marry if he doesn't marry? Besides, with your temperament, you can be a wronged little daughter-in-law?"

Jiang Xianjing wanted to laugh a little, even Lei Wu could understand, why didn't Mo Zhuang understand?

Lei Wu sat down on his own: "Why didn't I find out before, you still have the ability to fool me, my lord?"

"Don't come here, what do you want to ask?"

"I don't have anything to ask, I just feel that the general's upright temper, the front teeth are really wronged."

Jiang Xianjing also sighed deeply: "Go back if you have nothing to do, and apologize to the right minister for me..."

Lei Wu waved his hand: "Hey, what's the matter, the old man listened to the general because of me, as long as you comfort me, what am I afraid of?"

The night is slightly cooler...

After sending Lei Wu away, Jiang Xianjing sat by the window for a long time.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other...

It is because of this temperament that Mo Zhuang won the emperor's favor, so he has lived well in the turbulent court situation until now.

But after all these things, the emperor became more and more suspicious of Mo Zhuang, and the road ahead would be even more difficult.

"Thousands of drunken voices..."

Jiang Xianjing chewed the name over and over again.

Qian Yuguo's attitude towards Qian Zuisheng was more perfunctory than expected.

Seeing that the wedding date was approaching, there was no sign of the envoy.

Wei Su complained several times.

Qian Zui turned a deaf ear to the sound, and sat alone on the porch to watch Nu Yi practice boxing.

Nu Yi's injury healed quickly, his fists were sharp and his figure was dexterous.

"The boy is recovering well!"

Without waiting to be notified, Jiang Xianjing brought a gust of breeze and came in red clothes.

Greetings everyone...

Qian Zuisheng sat still.

Nu Yi was a little reconciled, his small fists creaking.

Jiang Xian hooked his finger at Nu Yi in surprise, but Nu Yi didn't understand why, so he turned his eyes to Qian Zuisheng.

Qian Zuisheng just lowered his head to sip his tea, with a slight smile on his lips.

Nu dawdled and walked over, startled Jiang Xian and struck Chai's teeth.

Jiang Xianjing grabbed Nu Yi's chin, looked at Nu Yi's teeth left and right, and said slowly:

"Yesterday, a strange person came from the Imperial Hospital. He said that he could repair the general's front teeth. The premise is that someone needs to volunteer a fresh and complete front tooth. Let me see which one is better to pull out?"

Nu Yi was terrified, struggling non-stop, whining to Qian Zuisheng for help.

Qian Zuisheng didn't pay any attention to the messing around between the two, just immersed himself in his book.

Jiang Xian startled and laughed loudly: "Would you dare to do something wrong next time you see me?"

Nu hurriedly shook his head.

Jiang Xianjing grabbed Nu Yi's chin and teased him for a while before letting him go.

Unexpectedly, the moment Nuo touched the ground with his foot, he would become dishonest, his round eyeballs kicked, and he used ventriloquism to startle Jiang Xian: "Witchcraft, sorcery!"

When Jiang Xianjing reacted, Nu Yi had already disappeared in no time.

Jiang Xian couldn't help being shocked, and grabbed the book from Qian Zuisheng's hand: "How did you do it? The slaves are bullying the master."

Qian Zuisheng reached out to grab it, but Jiang Xian refused to give it up.

The sun was just right, and the whole yard was bathed in golden morning light.

Qian Zuisheng was not bad at physical skills, but he couldn't hold back his weak body. The two of you came and went with each other for a few moves, and Qian Zuisheng sat still.

No matter how Jiang Xianjing teased him, Qian Zuisheng remained motionless.

Jiang Xian was startled to think that Qian Zui Sheng would be more active. This person is too thin, so he slapped his forehead: "Get up, Zui Sheng, and I will tell you a happy event."

Qian Zui didn't move.

Jiang Xianjing smiled slightly, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Someone from your mother country has come!"