Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

"Why does the king want him?"

Saya froze.

Did Jiang Xianjing care so much about Qianzuisheng?

He realized that no one in this world could ruin Qian Zui Sheng in front of Jiang Xian Jing.

Not even someone who looks like him!

Jiang Xianjing didn't ask Zhuo Fan if he was willing to go with Saya, and he didn't care about where Zhuo Fan would go in the future. He gave that face freedom, and that was enough.

Soon Jiang Xianjing was at odds with Prince Li, and the news that he had spent tens of thousands of dollars in Yashe for a small official spread all over the capital.

When Qian Zuisheng heard the news, Wei Su was playing chess with him.

Qian Zuisheng was calm on the surface, but lost to Wei Su in several rounds for the first time.

During dinner, Jiang Xian told a lot of jokes, Qian Zui's voice was unmoved.

The low air pressure in those few days made Jiang Xianjing confused.

Ryoko sat beside her like a needle felt.

After finally getting through the dinner with a thousand drunken voices and leaving the table, Jiang Xian was startled and asked Liangzi what was going on?

Liang Zi told Jiang Xian everything slowly.

Originally, Liangzi thought that Jiang Xianjing would be angry after hearing this, but unexpectedly Jiang Xianjing was in a good mood.

The mouth is grinning almost to the base of the ears.

Jiang Xian walked around the flower hall in shock, Qian Zuisheng was instructing Nu Yi to practice his sword.

Nu punched and kicked fiercely, but he didn't understand swordsmanship.

The little man was gesturing up and down with a sword longer than his own stature.

Jiang Xian coughed lightly in shock: "If Zuisheng likes watching sword dancing, just look for me, why bother this kid?"

Qian Zui didn't turn his head back: "My lord has a lot of things to do every day, so I don't dare to bother you."

The smile on Jiang Xianjing's face grew wider, and he easily snatched the long sword from Nu's hand.

The moonlight pierced through the treetops and landed on Jiang Xianjing's fluttering robe, making her look full of immortality.

Jiang Xian was startled by several ups and downs suddenly, and the sword sharply pointed at Wei Su.

He knew that Wei Su's swordsmanship was excellent, but it was a pity that he never had the chance to fight.

Wei Su also wanted to compete for a long time, but due to the difference between master and servant, he dared not make a mistake.

Before Qian Zuisheng agreed, Wei Su already turned sideways to block.

The long sword soared into the air, clanging in the night.

Jiang Xianjing's figure was dexterous and ever-changing, and Wei Su quickly fell behind.

The sword energy struck again, Wei Su retreated three steps, but was stabilized from behind.

Qian Zuisheng took the long sword and slashed at Jiang Xianjing's face.

"Zuisheng, what is this doing? How did you turn your elbow?"

Jiang Xian was startled that his mouth was dishonest, but he didn't dare to neglect his movements. He stepped back three steps in a row, with his toes a little on the steps, before he could barely avoid it.

Even so, Jianfeng still swept away a strand of hair from his forehead.

Jiang Xian looked at the hair that fell slowly, feeling regretful: "A married couple, Drunk Sound wants my king's hair, just say it, why bother to fight each other?"

This time Qian Zui Sheng was not silent.

He kept moving: "Coincidentally, I always get what I want by myself."

The two of you come and go, and there are more than a hundred tricks.

Jiang Xianjing also had a thorough understanding of Qian Zuisheng's moves.

This person is good at using knives, but his internal strength is obviously insufficient.

Compared to the last time the two fought each other, Qian Zuisheng's internal strength was weaker.

It seems that the medicine did too much damage to Qian Zuisheng's body, so he had to think of a way to find an antidote.

Qian Zuisheng's internal energy had been exhausted, but he refused to admit defeat, and in the end he slashed with brute force, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Jiang Xianjing had no choice but to find an opportunity to grab his wrist, and the long sword fell to the ground with a "snap".

Qian Zuisheng couldn't help but struggle.

Jiang Xianjing had no choice but to explain in a low voice next to Qian Zuisheng's ear: "The little official..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he started, Qian Zuisheng turned around and bit Jiang Xianjing's arm viciously.

When the dull pain hit, Jiang Xianjing didn't dodge it, he even felt a little sweet.

At this moment, Liangzi reported in a low voice: "My lord, my concubine, Princess Saya, please see me."

Qian Zuisheng broke away from Jiang Xianjing's embrace, and walked out without looking back.

Jiang Xian clutched his bitten arm in shock, and chuckled lightly: "Paper tiger..."

Jiang Xian looked at Qian Zui who was sitting next to him, drinking tea slowly, and then said lightly, "Princess Saya came to visit late at night, why?"

Saya smiled and glanced at Qian Zuisheng: "A few days ago, the prince left something behind, and I specially brought it here for you today."

After speaking, he clapped his hands lightly.

The servants immediately brought up a huge wooden box, Saya took out a dagger from her waist, and stabbed it hard.

Jiang Xian's face darkened in shock.

He guessed that there was Zhuo Fan in the box, but he didn't expect Saya to be so wicked.

Qian Zuisheng looked at Saya calmly: "What does the princess mean by this?"

The dagger in Saya's hand tilted, and she pried open the wooden box, and Zhuo Fan was pulled out tremblingly.

The whole person was shaking like chaff.

Saya spread her hands together: "My lord, your 1 taels of gold is too worthless. This little official is not a young girl. He is a famous actress in Yangzhou."

As soon as Saya finished speaking, Zhuo Fan fell to his knees with a "plop".

Looking at Zhuo Fan's appearance, Qian Zuisheng frowned imperceptibly: "Princess Saya, what does this mean? Is this person sent to you by the prince?"

Jiang Xian paused while drinking tea.

"This..." Saya wanted to say yes, but she really didn't have such a big face. After Jiang Xian left in shock that day, Saya coaxed Zhuo Fan to follow her with great interest.

In those few days, she was very proud and carried it with her wherever she went.

Seeing more people, Zhuo Fan naturally showed his flaws.

In a fit of rage, Saya tied up Jiang Xianjing.

The arrogance in Saya's tone suddenly became a bit less: "Of course not, this princess is just complaining for the prince."

"Princess Saya is really warm-hearted." Qian Zuisheng blew on the tea foam, took a sip contentedly, and was about to continue talking when Liang Zijiu bowed in to report, and Qi Lu begged to see him.

Qi Lu was really unlucky.

When the people below sent Zhuo Fan over, he just wanted to use the matchmaker's hand to send him to Jiang Xianjing to please him.

Unexpectedly, Saya came out halfway and cheated Jiang Xianjing with 1 taels of gold.

It didn't matter at first, just find a reason to send Jiang Xianjing back.

But it never occurred to her that Saya was so good that she was so good that she returned Jiang Xianjing.

After getting the news, Qi Lu was frightened out of his wits and went to find the matchmaker overnight.

Seeing the matchmaker curling up behind Qi Lu, Jiang Xian suddenly felt his head was as big as a bucket, and his arms were aching.

The matchmaker is naturally a good person. After entering the door and seeing the battle, she immediately understood who could save her life.

Immediately prostrate on the ground to plead guilty: "I report to the princess, my family deserves death."

"Oh? What's a surefire way?" Qian Zuisheng gently put the teacup back on the table.

"This Mr. Zhuo Fan was originally a small official of my elegant house. When the prince heard that his eyebrows... His eyebrows were a little blessed, he moved his heart and made money to redeem Zhuo Fan's body. The conscience of heaven and earth, the prince is full of heart." His eyes were all on the princess, and he didn't even take a look at Mr. Zhuo Fan."

The matchmaker naturally didn't dare to mention that Zhuo Fan's eyebrows and eyes sounded like a thousand drunks, but anyone present who had eyes could see this.

She was half-truth and half-false, and didn't mention anything about Qian Zuisheng's visit to Yashe and Saya's fight for Zhuo Fan.

Seeing Qian Zuisheng's calm expression, Hong Niang bravely continued to say:

"My family also just found out that Zhuo Fan is a famous actress in Yangzhou, and immediately begged Shizi Qi to bring me to the palace to plead guilty."

A matchmaker is a girl who can do business with the emperor, how can she be incompetent.

A few words gave Qian Zuisheng a face, and Jiang Xian was shocked, and even Qi Lu and Saya were left out.

All are happy...

Qian Zuisheng looked down at the ups and downs of the tea, the tea smell was dense on his face, and he couldn't see any joy or anger for a while.

Qi Lu kept wiping his sweat: "That's right, what a lunatic, he even lied to this son, you still don't know the crime?"

Zhuo Fan was already pale with fright.

"What does your lord think?" Qian Zuisheng smiled and glanced at Jiang Xianjing.

Jiang Xian coughed lightly in shock: "It's all up to my beloved wife."