Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

When Jiang Xianjing woke up again, Emperor Dajiang did not wait by his hospital bed for the first time.

Lei Wu's glazed mirror was about to hit Jiang Xianjing's face, Jiang Xianjing turned over and sat up: "Where is Prince Li?"

"In..." Before Lei Wu finished speaking, Jiang Xianjing lifted the quilt and turned away.

"Oh, my lord, you still have a lottery on your head, where are you going?"

After passing through the corridor, it was the Liuli Palace. Jiang Xian walked in without looking back in shock.

"How do you know that the emperor placed Prince Li here?" Lei Wu was full of doubts.

Jiang Xianjing naturally understood that his vest was suddenly torn off, no doubt that boiling water was poured into the frying pan, and a single stone caused a thousand waves, which was difficult for many people to digest.

The first to bear the brunt is Emperor Dajiang.

Since he was suspicious, he would doubt himself and Mo Zhuang, so he naturally refused to accept Mo Zhuang's opinion, and placed Qian Zuisheng with himself.

Jiang Xianjing was a little annoyed, hating himself for acting impulsively and hurting Mo Zhuang in a single thought.

If he jumped out now and said that he was hiding his clumsiness, that he was not pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to compete with the prince, no one would believe it.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Jiang Xianjing really didn't deliberately conceal the matter of martial arts.

He just passed through the period of time, and tried his best to find life and death, trying to go back to the past, but all ended in failure.

Hanging himself, he could feel the pain of suffocation, but he could not die even after hanging for a stick of incense.

Jumping into the river can also feel like drowning, but you just can't die.

He even tried jumping off a building, but whether it was on a city tower or a big treetop, he fell hard like a kite, and then landed lightly and unscathed.

So, he became very interested in the kung fu here, and miraculously, the more he practiced, the better he became.

In the end, it was so powerful that it was beyond words.

Walking to the corner gate, Jiang Xianjing suddenly stopped, turned to Lei Wu and said, "Tell Prime Minister Right not to let that child die."

Lei Wu paused before saying, "Who? That little madman."

Jiang Xianjing had strode into the small courtyard.

It took Lei Wu a long time to react, and followed with small steps: "Oh, you fainted to death, how do you know that His Majesty handed over that little madman to my father? Haha, you are pretending again! Your acting skills are pretty good, you said that if you had been like this earlier, those boards of the general..."

However, he quickly shut his mouth, and the glazed mirror shattered on the oncoming door panel with a "bang".

The curtains moved against the wind, and the air was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees. Qian Zuisheng woke up early and was playing with a pot of orchids on the table.

Wei Su dressed up and waited by his side, hesitant to speak.

"Nuyi can't die." Qian Zuisheng stroked the flower buds on his fingertips.

Wei Su took the veil, dipped it in some water, and handed it back respectfully: "Prince Du, you really can hold your breath. It's already this hour, and the general hasn't been killed yet."

"Not necessarily, maybe it's due to the loss of energy and blood, and I haven't woken up yet." Qian Zui took the veil lightly and wiped it lightly.

Jiang Xian knocked down the waiter at the door in shock, stepped into the door, just in time to hear the words "Qiruo physical weakness".

"That's right, the general will get angry when he thinks of those ten miles of red makeup..." Wei Su shut up angrily, and followed Qian Zuisheng's eyes to see Jiang Xianjing who was smiling at the door.

"Prince Li is so cunning." Jiang Xianjing folded her arms and leaned against the door.

Qian Zuisheng winked at Wei Su, Wei Su respectfully saluted Jiang Xianjing, and then retreated with a little hesitation.

"Milk tea!" Jiang Xian said with a startled smile.

There were only two people left in the house.

Qian Zuisheng was only wearing a plain robe, his face was pale, his whole body was like a weak willow supporting the wind, full of sickness, more and more like a beauty lamp that would fall apart when the wind blows.

However, his eyes were like spring on a dead tree, shining with thrilling vitality.

Jiang Xianjing carefully looked at the person in front of him, but he couldn't connect him with the decisive executioner in the book.

The world is not benevolent and treats everything as a straw dog. Jiang Xian was startled to think of the murderous author who hit the street, and he couldn't help but feel that most of his anger disappeared for Qian Zuisheng's tragic childhood setting;

Qian Zuisheng suddenly smiled: "I helped the prince to untangle the Kunpeng Shoal. Instead of being grateful, the prince sneered. How can there be such a reason in the world?"

Jiang Xian stared closely at Qian Zuisheng's eyes: "Isn't it good to be alive?"

"Why did your lord say that?" Qian Zuisheng met Jiang Xian's startled gaze, and after meeting Jiang Xian's startled gaze, he hurriedly avoided it.

Jiang Xian took a step forward in shock: "How do you know that the Kunpeng was trapped in the shoal and not the carp?"

Qian Zuisheng turned his head and didn't look at him.

Jiang Xianjing clapped his hands, Dama Jindao sat down in the main seat, and then patted the seat beside him: "This king came here today to remind you that it is not easy for you to get out of the dragon's pool and tiger's lair, and you must know how to cherish your blessings!"

Qian Zuisheng sat down across a chair: "Oh? Xifu will be your heartless companion?"

Jiang Xian leaned forward in shock: "It's better to be heartless than heartless."

Qian Zui didn't answer, and the two stalemate for a while. Wei Su brought the milk tea with her own hands and placed it in front of Jiang Xianjing.

"I didn't realize that the lord is actually a Bodhisattva..." The door opened and closed again, and Qian Zuisheng nodded: "That's right, the right-hand man is not what it used to be, and your general Lei Wu can't take care of himself. No more playing with birds and horses."

There were originally three Ministers of Humerus in the Jiangling Kingdom, namely Qi Huai, the left minister in charge of administration, Mo Zhuang, the general of soldiers and horses, and Lei Xiaodong, the right minister who held money and food.

Right Prime Minister Lei Xiaodong is Lei Wu's father and the eldest brother of the late Empress Jiang Xianjing and Jiang Jimin's biological mother.

Originally, she was the most favored, but after the queen passed away, the wind changed. First, the prince Jiang Jimin married Qi Huai's eldest daughter, and then Jiang Xianjing became Mo Zhuang's lover.

The young and vigorous Emperor Dajiang used the idiot Jiang Xian as a guide, and together with Mo Zhuang and Qihuai Jiang Jimin checked and balanced each other.

The only son, Lei Wu, is not a good person, and Lei Xiaodong is wise to protect his life, so he uses old age as an excuse to be a passive member of the board, and gradually fades out of the court.

But now, Qian Zuisheng tore off Jiang Xianjing's straw veil, breaking this peace.

Emperor Dajiang will inevitably reactivate Lei Xiaodong.

Jiang Xianjing couldn't help but admire Qian Zuisheng's methods and calculations, sacrificing a small guard, he easily muddied the waters of Dajiang Kingdom.

Jiang Xian exclaimed: "You don't want to know what your guard said at the end?"

The smile on Qian Zuisheng's face did not hold back at all: "It doesn't matter, he will report to me when he comes back."

"You are not afraid, I am a real idiot, just kill him?" Jiang Xian picked up the milk tea and took a big sip.

"You won't..." Qian Zuisheng stood up, looking down at Jiang Xianjing condescendingly, "How can you give up such a good handle?"

The two faced each other one step away, and Jiang Xian looked at the indifferent person in front of him in shock, and suddenly felt that his trip was really in vain.

Who is Qian Zui Sheng?

Growing up in a honeypot until he was 13 years old, he witnessed his kind-hearted father transform into an ugly coward, and grew up in the venom of hatred that never saw the light of day.

How can such a person be so naive?

Jiang Xianjing vaguely remembered that in the original text, Qian Zuisheng planned to pull Jiang Jimin from the throne of the prince, and did not kill him immediately, but stayed with him after eating and drinking.

It wasn't until the second year after the cannon fodder's own death that Jiang Jimin died in depression.

Thinking of Jiang Jimin supporting Qian Zuisheng in the court hall, and how Qian Zuisheng suddenly pointed the finger at him.

Jiang Xianjing made a bold guess.

Could it be?This little thing has a heart for Jiang Jiming?

Jiang Xianjing suddenly smiled teasingly, and quickly flicked Qian Zuisheng's cheek: "Don't be self-righteous, my mother is not interested in this bright future, but..."

"How about it?" Qian Zuisheng's calm face finally showed a slight ripple.

Jiang Xian smiled heartily, and stared at Qian Zuisheng with a pair of bright eyes: "If this king writes to Qian Yuguo right now, saying that he really wants to marry you, what should you do?"