Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Since then, Jiang Cheng often sits in the Yue Pavilion after the government, sometimes with his colleagues, sometimes by himself.

Today he came again, still in the same room, he ordered Pinglu.

When Pinglu came in, she couldn't help but smile: "Why is your lord always alone these days?"

Jiang Cheng is somewhat restrained, "They are all busy, I am more free."

"So what do you want to hear today?"

Jiang Cheng's hand under the table tightened, "The girl just chooses what she is good at, I like it all."

Pinglu moved for a while, glanced at him, and faintly noticed something. She did not speak, sat down, tried the audition, and then started playing.

This time, the music is different from the past, and it is quite lingering.

When Jiang Cheng listened, he felt full of emotion in his heart, feeling surging, and the expression in Ping Lu's eyes gradually changed. Those good feelings that he thought he had hidden, all ran out from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

When Pinglu raised her head by accident, she met the infinite tenderness.

She put down the flute, got up and walked over, "My lord."

She sat down opposite Jiang Cheng, raised her slender hand, picked up the white porcelain jug, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Jiang Cheng, "It seems that you have something on your mind?"

Jiang Cheng swallowed and took it, "I have something to do, I don't know if I should say it."

Pinglu put her cheek in one hand, and smiled: "If an adult wants to say, Pinglu will listen, if she doesn't want to say, Pinglu just don't know."

Jiang Cheng drank it all in one shot, his face was red, but his eyes became firm.

"Actually, I have been happy girl for a long time."

It may have been held back for a long time. He couldn't stop what he could not say when he opened his head. He reached out and held the hand on Pinglu's table, his eyes burning, "Pinglu, you Will you go with me? I will marry you."

Pinglu smiled slightly, "My lord, don't want to make fun of me, Pinglu has a fate, how can you like it?"

He said that he would withdraw his hand.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Cheng tightened his grip, "Why isn't it worth it? In my eyes, you are no different from other good women. I will treat you well. I will lift the sedan chair. The Ming media is getting married. I despise you!"

These words were said by such a young and handsome person, it is impossible not to be moved.

Pinglu looked at him earnestly, "Is it true that my lord is not drunk nonsense?"

Jiang Cheng swears to the sky: "What I said today comes from the heart. If one deceives you, you will be struck by thunder!"

Pinglu was so shocked that she got up and covered his mouth, frowning and said: "My lord, how can you say such unlucky things?"

The two were very close, Jiang Cheng looked at her idiotically, "Then do you believe me?"

Pinglu put her hands down, a little shy, "I believe... but my lord, I have a lot of money to redeem. You are afraid that you are going to ruin your family and it is not worth it."

"Let's talk about it first, I have saved a lot of money by myself."

Jiang Cheng was so excited that she couldn't help herself, and it seemed that Pinglu was not ruthless to herself!

Pinglu pursed her lips, wondering: "Although I am not an oiran, I am ranked last among the 36 cents, but the silver to redeem is five hundred taels."

Five hundred taels is indeed not a small sum for a newly appointed Si Cheng.

He now has only a hundred taels in his hand.

Jiang Cheng held Ping Lu with both hands, his eyes firm, "Ping Lu, I don't have that much money now, but don't worry, I will work hard to save money. Will you wait for me?"

Seeing that he hadn't flinched, Pinglu moved slightly, "I have some savings over the years, about three hundred taels. I'm willing to wait. Together, we can always make up enough."