Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

"What are you doing? It's not that I don't believe you." Jiang Jimin was also moved. He really loved his younger brother.

Besides, in order to show his attitude, Jiang Xianjing let go of this great opportunity to frame him.

Jiang Jimin was still very moved.

Jiang Xianjing continued: "To be honest, I wanted to leave a long time ago, but my father, Wang Kangjian, is good at checking and balancing. If I leave, I will put you under a dangerous building. I only ask my brother for today's move." Don't doubt me from now on."

"Gu Zhi, get up quickly, the ground is cold."

Jiang Jimin lifted Jiang Xianjing up from the ground.

Jiang Xian was startled but didn't move.

Jiang Jimin sighed helplessly: "Tell me, what is it?"

Jiang Xianjing honestly told about Saya.

Jiang Jimin pondered for a moment before saying: "Get up..."

Jiang Xian was shocked to know that Jiang Jimin had agreed, so he smiled and got up quickly from the ground.

"You care so much about the sound of Qianzui?" Jiang Jimin sighed.

Jiang Xian tugged Jiang Jimin's arm and walked out: "Do you care, he is also my concubine of Dajiang now, why do you want to set things right?"

"You!" Jiang Jimin patted Jiang Xianjing's forehead, but he was not willing to say a word of reproach.

"By the way, did the prince's sister-in-law give birth to a boy or a girl?"

"Why, remember to ask your nephew now?"

"Nephew? That's great, our Jiang family has a successor. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will bring Zui Sheng to the Prince's Mansion to visit my little nephew."

"You have to keep your word, don't come empty-handed."

"Don't worry, I have already prepared the congratulatory gift."

"You boy, who cares about your vulgar things? My father gave me a word, and you give me a word."

"Me?" Jiang Xian was overwhelmed with flattery, "Brother, it's not like you don't know that this bit of ink in my cavity..."

"You don't know how to ask for help? Isn't it just worrying about the opportunity to please others? The literary talent in your family..."

"Yes, brother, don't worry, I will definitely give my nephew a nice name."

Looking at his younger brother who was dancing happily, Jiang Jimin didn't know what to say for a while.

Jiang Xianjing has always been walking smoothly: "Brother, Princess Saya, what are you going to do with it?"

It was late at night, and the full moon was hanging high above his head. Jiang Jimin thought deeply: "Princess Saya has no shape, and the princess gave birth prematurely. Thinking of the good relations between the two countries, she will not be held accountable. Toad Temple prayed for the emperor's grandson for three years."

Jiang Ji said a few words in a calm manner, and he put Saya under house arrest in the capital of Jiangling.

"Father's side?"

"Don't worry, I will talk to my father, and I will definitely not hurt your family."

"Thank you, brother, I will go back and count my nephew's name with the princess."

The man in black prostrated himself on the ground and said everything tremblingly.

Qian Zuisheng's face was always calm, as if he was staying out of the matter, and the man in black said more and more that he had no idea.

Finally, Qian Zuisheng was bored and got up, and strode out the door.

Knowing that he was doomed to die, the man in black looked at Qian Zuisheng's back and said, "Princess, please keep your promise."

Qian Zuisheng's footsteps paused, as if excited: "Are you sure it's me?"

"Back then, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince solved the crisis of Qianyu Kingdom breaking down the city, and the villain was also among them. I was fortunate enough to see Wangfei's shocking arrow."

The head of the man in black hit the floor tiles heavily, and the blood was immediately stained red.

"Then I would like to thank you!"

Qian Zuisheng's tone could be called brisk.

The man in black was overjoyed: "Don't dare, the villain was just a little horse back then..."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Zuisheng turned around suddenly, and cut the man in black's throat.

Lei Xiaodong staggered in fright.

Qian Zuisheng calmly took out a clean white handkerchief to wipe his hands: "I planned to keep you for one more day, but unfortunately, I don't like people who pretend to be smart the most."

"Yes yes yes..." Lei Xiaodong hurriedly agreed, "This man dared to assassinate the prince, he really deserves death."

Jiang Xian sent Jiang Jimin away in shock, and waited alone under the moonlight.

Qian Zuisheng's footsteps were very light, but Jiang Xianjing immediately turned around and reached out to him.

Qian Zuisheng didn't hide, but frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xianjing immediately sensed his unhappiness.

Qian Zuisheng's eyes were full, the hostility on his face faded away, and his tone was even a little innocent: "Dirty..."

Jiang Xian looked down in shock, and there were indeed some red marks on the white sleeve robe, and he knew what was going on.

"It doesn't matter, turn around, I will wash it for you when I go back."

The night in late autumn was not cold, but Jiang Xianjing still pulled back his cloak and wrapped the person in carefully.

Looking at the backs of the two going away, Lei Xiaodong kept wiping the fine sweat off his forehead.

He thinks that the little prince here is moody, he is really evil, after all the prince is young, yet he is so fascinated by this skin.

"died?"

Emperor Dajiang rolled up his sleeves.

"It's true."

Symphony bowed its hand in reply.

Emperor Dajiang was silent for a long time before he asked again: "Who went to see it?"

"According to the report from the people inside, the prince rushed in angrily last night, failed to press him, and even strangled him to death."

"It's just nonsense." Emperor Dajiang waved his long sleeves and sat back on the dragon chair angrily.

Huantai didn't dare to say more.

"Is there any movement from the prince?"

Huancai shook his head: "His Royal Highness and his concubine are deeply in love with each other. His Royal Highness is happy to have a son. He didn't leave the palace last night, but..."

"But what?"

"Your Majesty, the people inside said that the prince didn't get nothing last night. He left the prison and rushed straight to the Prince's mansion in anger."

"Oh?" Emperor Dajiang's eyes lit up immediately.

"I thought that after so many things, he should change his frizzy temperament, but I didn't expect that he didn't improve at all."

"It's natural, why is it so easy? Besides, the prince has always loved His Highness the Crown Prince, so he will not make things difficult for him. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Emperor Dajiang raised his eyes and glanced at Huancai.

Huancai hurriedly laughed along with her: "Your Majesty, Mr. Wen is still waiting to sing a song for you!"

Jiang Xianjing hugged Qian Zuisheng all the way back to the palace.

The whole family received rewards, and they didn't rest, waiting for the Lord to return to thank him.

Qian Zuisheng blushed at the sight of kneeling down in the blackness in front of him.

Jiang Xian was worried about Qian Zuisheng's body, so he simply hugged him in his arms, and went back to the bedroom after a few ups and downs.

Before Qian Zui could catch his breath, his clothes were pulled away.

"what are you doing?"

Qian Zui struggled.

"Don't move, I will kiss you again." After Jiang Xianjing finished speaking, he carefully examined Qian Zuisheng's wound.

Qian Zuisheng did not move as expected, he even subconsciously held his breath.

It wasn't until his face was flushed that he took a very careful breath.

Jiang Xianjing was amused by his appearance, and couldn't help flicking Qian Zuisheng's cheek: "What are you doing, looking like an angry little daughter-in-law?"

"Have you touched enough?"

"I can't touch enough."

After Jiang Xianjing finished speaking, his hands became really dishonest.

Qian Zuisheng slapped his hands away angrily: "Now can you tell me who is that Mr. Wen?"