A concubine to be married dressed as a prince

After dinner, Jiang Yanqing stroked his stomach and burped contentedly.

Because he knew that nothing would happen even if two people slept in the same bed, Jiang Yanqing ate spicy food to his heart's content.

He was too lazy to move, so he propped his chin to watch the servants remove the table, "By the way, what about those who recited the names of the dishes, did they recite them?"

Chuxue was making tea for him, when she heard the words she was overjoyed and said, "No, I'm still reciting."

"Then why can't you hear the sound?"

"It's been two days without a drop of water or rice, so it's not bad if you don't pass out." Chuxue relieved, "This time, let's see if they have a long memory."

"No food or drink for two days?" Jiang Yanqing was taken aback, "Isn't this fatal? I'll go and see."

"Huh? Wangfei?" Chuxue was still holding the teapot in her hand, and hurried to catch up, "Wangfei, please slow down, the prince said that you eat too much and it is difficult to move around!"

Jiang Yanqing couldn't laugh or cry, "Why can't I move around easily, am I pregnant?"

Even if he can conceive, he has to do that first!

Originally, Jiang Yanqing asked those servants to recite in the yard, the place is open, and the sound of books is read aloud. It's great. There is nothing more pleasant than watching others experience the suffering he suffered when he was a child.

It's a pity that when the imperial decree arrived that day, Chu Chengji was afraid of damaging the image of the palace, so he drove those people into the room to carry it.

Jiang Yanqing pushed open the door, and saw those people lying on the bunks in a mess, weak, with cloudy eyes, reciting the names of dishes in hoarse voices, at first glance it looked like the scene of a large mental hospital.

Someone saw Jiang Yanqing coming in, and immediately got up from the couch and knelt on the ground, "Princess, please spare me, I know I was wrong..."

"When did I say I was going to kill you?" Jiang Yanqing quickly helped him up, "You haven't recited it yet?"

Everyone showed desperate expressions. This kind of mental torture was even more uncomfortable than hitting twenty big boards.

Jiang Yanqing saw someone looking directly behind him, he turned his head, and his eyes fell on the teapot in Chuxue's hand.

"Oh, I'll bring you some water, where are your drinking cups, bring them here."

Everyone scrambled to grab the teacups on the table, and looked at Jiang Yanqing while holding up the cups in a uniform order, like a child in a kindergarten waiting for the teacher to share the meal.

Jiang Yanqing suppressed a smile and asked Chuxue to pour some water for everyone.

The tolerance that should be given has been given, and the majesty must not be less, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.Jiang Yan cleared his throat, "Since you are a first-time offender, you are not required to recite all of them. You can recite half of it. Is there anyone who can recite half of it?"

A few people stood up.Jiang Yanqing listened to them recite one by one, stuttering, reciting the wrong ones, reciting the back and then going back inexplicably, all kinds of things.

In the end, Jiang Yanqing made up his mind, recited half of it as a pass, and recited half of it, according to how much he recited, he went to the kitchen to get food, and then continued to recite.

After dealing with everyone, it's already the second watch.On a cool night in early autumn, Jiang Yanqing rubbed his hands, and asked a boy who had just come from Xiyuan, "Is the prince still in Xiyuan?"

The servant bent down and said: "If you go back to the princess, the prince is still in Xiyuan and told you to come over."

Chu Chengji was still busy in front of the iron furnace, Jiang Yanqing walked in, and faced Chu Chengji's naked upper body for the second time, he felt much more at ease.

"Why are you still busy? Let's take a break." Jiang Yanqing glanced over Chu Chengji's body, and found countless large and small scars on his body.

"You can get out in two days." Chu Cheng didn't lift his head, "Come here."

"What?" Jiang Yanqing walked to him and saw a thin piece of iron that was burnt red, "Dagger?"

"Yeah." Chu Chengji looked sideways, "Stretch out your hand."

Jiang Yanqing stretched out his hand, "Is this for me?"

Chu Chengji measured the size of Jiang Yanqing's palm with his eyes.He took these hands and touched them, and the result of the measurement was similar to what he estimated in his heart.

Chu Chengji continued to tap on that piece of iron, while Jiang Yanqing stood beside him, his eyes fell on the scar the size of a copper coin on his shoulder, and he couldn't help poking it with his fingers.

"This scar, is it shot by an arrow?"

The muscles on Chu Chengji's shoulders trembled, because he was striking the iron hard, and his voice was thick and airy, "Well, I got hit by a flying arrow, not deep."

Jiang Yanqing's finger poked a long and narrow scar on his back shoulder blade again, "What about this one, Scar?"

"No." Chu Chengji got up, changed a tool, and hammered on the iron, "I was thrown off the horse by the bridle rope and fell into the trap on the ground."

In a simple sentence, Jiang Yanqing couldn't imagine the danger at that time.He touched the scar with his fingers, and said distressedly: "There must be a lot of blood, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Chu Chengji put down the things in his hand, pulled the towel beside him to wipe off his sweat, then picked up the piece of red iron with iron chopsticks and soaked it in cold water.

Amidst the piercing sound of water vapor, Jiang Yanqing heard Chu Chengji say: "There are no men on the battlefield without scars, don't worry, my life is hard."

"What do you mean your fate is hard? Do you know that swords have no eyes?" After speaking, Jiang Yanqing also felt that his sudden temper was a bit unreasonable. He held his breath in his heart, and always felt that Chu Chengji didn't care. It made him very irritable. He pointed to the scars on his chest angrily, and asked fiercely: "Then tell me, how did this come about? Why is this so close to the heart?"

Chu Chengji couldn't help being angry at Jiang Yanqing's questioning, but it was very useful, patiently telling him the origin of each scar.Some really can't remember clearly, so they pass vaguely.

After the two of them counted the scars in detail, they were both sweating profusely from the heat of the coals in the iron furnace.

Jiang Yanqing slapped his neckline and complained in a low voice: "Why haven't you finished it yet? It's so hot. I didn't know about these scars before, and I just let it go. If you dare to accidentally add new scars in the future, look at me... "

Chu Chengji put down the tools in his hand, looked at Jiang Yanqing with a smile in his eyes, "What do you want?"

Jiang Yanqing was instantly blown away by his teasing tone, "I'm not good! I... I'm afraid, can't I be afraid!"

Chu Chengji thought that Jiang Yanqing was worried about his safety, and was about to comfort him when Jiang Yanqing jumped up and said, "Do you know how scary the scar on your face is! When I saw it for the first time, I thought you were The violent man who kills without batting an eyelid is so scared that he dare not look at you. Just now, when you smiled, the scars on your face moved, you look like a pervert with a distorted personality!"

Chu Chengji's face darkened instantly, and his eyes became cold.

Jiang Yanqing was confused when he was concerned, and he yelled out the truth without any restraint, just to let him realize the seriousness of the problem.But now looking at Chu Chengji's stormy face, his arrogance was instantly extinguished.

He faltered and walked forward, and carefully pulled Chu Chengji's hand, "Are you angry? I have no other intentions, I just want you to be careful in the future."

Chu Chengji lowered his head and looked directly into his gaze, "Am I scary?"

Why is this problem again?In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yanqing realized that in this marriage without an emotional basis, Chu Chengji had the same sense of insecurity, or sense of reality, as he did.

Jiang Yanqing held Chu Chengji's unresponsive fingers and shook his arm, "Why am I afraid of you? I'm afraid you will get hurt."

He raised his hand and stroked the terrible scar on Chu Chengji's face, "Don't say that your fate is tough, don't always think that you are so powerful that nothing can hurt you, it's a fluke mentality, you can't have it. This way If the scar is on your face, I will feel that it ruins your appearance, what if the scar is on your fatal place?"

Jiang Yan looked at his own reflection reflected in Chu Chengji's deep eyes, and murmured in a low voice, "I seem to love you."

Chu Chengji's kiss fell.

His lips were burning hot, like the sparks splashed when forging iron just now, grinding Jiang Yanqing's lips fiercely.

A strong arm was wrapped around his waist, pulling him into a hot embrace.Jiang Yanqing was tightly wrapped by the man's strong breath and had nowhere to escape.

He couldn't breathe, he had to part his lips, and let the opponent drive straight in, occupying every inch of his consciousness.His head was swollen, and at some point he raised his arms and wrapped them around the opponent's neck.

After a long time, Jiang Yanqing leaned against Chu Chengji's arms and breathed eagerly as if he had regained his life.

Chu Chengji hugged him and patted his back to help him relax.

"The scars on my face were not left on the battlefield." Chu Chengji turned his eyes to the thick night outside, recalled what happened back then, and said calmly: "When I was sixteen, I followed the captain to suppress Bandits, the captain was scared away by the bandits' vicious methods."

Jiang Yanqing nodded, he remembered this, Chu Chengji told him about it.

"The captain put his helmet on my head. I was young and tender-faced. I wanted to dispatch the soldiers to obey orders, but I couldn't hold them down. So I cut my face cruelly, and used Shocked with blood stains on his face."

Jiang Yanqing understood, he raised his head in Chu Chengji's arms, touched the scar on Chu Chengji's face, and imagined that handsome young man in his youth, in order to make himself look full of vigor, he ruthlessly scratched the scar. own face.

Chu Chengji also lowered his head, looking at Jiang Yanqingshui's red and swollen lips, "I didn't expect that this face is really useful. But later, my mother was kidnapped by gangsters, and when I went to rescue her, my mother didn't recognize her. I, too, fainted from fright.”

Jiang Yanqing's fingers trembled, he withdrew his hand, buried his face in Chu Chengji's arms, trying to calm the sudden sadness he felt from the man.

"And then?" Jiang Yanqing asked softly.

"That was the last time I saw my mother." Chu Chengji's voice was flat, as if he was just mentioning an insignificant past event, "My mother believed the rumors and thought I was killed in battle, so she hanged herself."

Jiang Yanqing was at a loss for words, and suddenly understood why Chu Chengji would be inexplicably angry every time he avoided Chu Chengji's gaze.

He felt great pain in his heart, and hugged Chu Chengji's waist tightly, "I'm not afraid of you, really, I'm not afraid at all now."

Chu Chengji lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yanqing's hair, "Yes, I know."

"Cough." A dry cough suddenly came from outside the door, breaking the lingering atmosphere between the two.

Yan Mo's voice came in, "My lord, my subordinates have found it."