Heartburn

Because of Jiang Lanyi's words before leaving, my heart was in chaos. I just barely suppressed it, but no matter how I concealed it, I was taught Yan Ke, who was very concerned about my words and deeds.

In front of the attendants and guards, she didn't say anything, just led me all the way back to the room. I closed the door and didn't rush to speak. I took a few sips of tea with interest, and then asked slowly: "When did your Highness get so close to King Duan? Didn't you look down on her the most before? Complain to me that her blue eyes make you feel uncomfortable... Don't you remember?"

Teaching her this reminder, I think of fragments from when I was a child-at that time Kuang Xihan was indeed a half-routine Duan Wang, and even brought a little inexplicable contempt... Thinking of this, it is also in my heart. Yiqiu: What did she want to explain when she mentioned this suddenly? What do you want to know from me?

——Could it be that you began to doubt me?

"Aunt Ke also said that it was all in the past... This king now feels that King Duan is a person of true temperament and worthy of intercourse." No matter how surprised I am, I still dare not show the slightest on my face. Following Yan Ke's appearance, he took a sip of the tea cup and answered casually, waiting for her to follow along.

"His Royal Highness, don't teach her to lie and lie," Yan Ke shook his head helplessly, seeing what I didn't care about, put the tea cup down, and analyzed with a serious face, "The king is a man, watching Although she is a stern and righteous Shu Lang temperament, she is an out-of-favor concubine who is helpless in the palace, but still lives well, and grew up to her teens safely and well; she was sent away. It didn't take long for the fief to become the commander-in-chief of Nanfeng's army. How can this ability be underestimated?"

"What...what does Aunt Ke mean?" I was quite venomous about her describing Duan Wang as such a scheming person, but I couldn't find any arguments to refute, so I had to follow her words for advice.

Just listen to her changing the conversation, and suddenly motioned to the purse in my sleeve with her eyes: "I just heard your Highness talk to her about the gift, but the half of the tiger charm that commanded Qingyuan's defending army?"

I nodded and handed Yu Jue to her.

She took it, looked at it casually, and then put it aside indifferently, twitched the corner of her mouth, and laughed ironically: "Duan Wang is also a good performer, just relying on such a piece of chicken ribs to break. Jade, not only relieved the troubles, but also sold the affection of His Royal Highness.

"Aunt Ke's words, I'm confused." I glanced at the red jade, and I knew it was a hot potato, but according to Yan Ke's meaning, this thing was actually harmful to me. Is there no benefit?

"His Royal Highness knows that this blood jade tiger talisman is originally a ring-shaped round pendant, which can order one hundred thousand Qingyuan troops stationed in Nanfeng City. But at this moment, this jade pendant becomes half a piece of jade, so its function is only a credential, and it can’t be done. Counted," she sneered, and she said again, "Furthermore, Nanfeng City is more than a thousand miles away from this place? Far can't dissolve the near fire. Even if something happens, this half of the tiger symbol will not help."

She dusted off the non-existent dust on her sleeves, and the old **** continued to say, "She is no more than double ten now, she is very graceful, and she has military power and is quite prestigious in the army, but this stall has invited the princess to marry the princess. Challenging etiquette is tantamount to contending with Qingliu officials, and even against the scholars of the world. In this way, it is nothing more than self-destructive prospects-in fact, she intended to show weakness to the emperor to prove that she did not save the least bit of impunity. heart."

Jing Yanke made such a touch, my heart suddenly opened up, but there was a little bit of disappointment in my heart-in my heart, I would rather believe that Duan Wang was just for the relationship with Jiang Lanyi.

"That day, I saw the palace attendant presented half of the tiger charm. I want to come to Duan Wang to trade with the emperor sister with half of the military power in exchange for Jiang Lanyi's position as the princess. If the pope knows that the other half of the tiger charm has fallen on mine. Hand..." Following Yan Ke's words, I expressed my own concerns, which was also a point I had previously overlooked intentionally or unintentionally: I don't want to pretend to be the king with malicious intentions, but this tiger charm is very important, and I have to do the best. Bad plan.

"It's okay," Yan Ke's face was slightly sullen, and when I saw my worried look, he comforted me, "Since King Duan took the initiative to hand it to you, he won't disclose this to the emperor, but your Highness... don't teach her With a few words and a hum, he willingly offered it up."

Originally said that such a big deal, it turned out to be circumstantially persuading me to distance herself from her-the "she" that Yan Ke refers to is naturally Kuang Xiqing.

According to Kuang Xihan's temperament before, it is not impossible... I have no way to explain this point, so I had to laugh and prevaricate.

"By the way, next month will be your Royal Highness's Shao Li, can your Highness be ready?" Before leaving the room, Yan Ke held the door frame, turned his head and asked in a low voice-the affectionate peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed. There was a trace of time running through the corners of my eyes and eyebrows inadvertently, seemingly relieved, melancholy, and as if looking at another person through my shadow.

"Yeah." Nodded, and forced a smile, but her heart was sour-I don't know who she was thinking of, but no matter how I imitated and concealed it, after all, it was no longer the child she cared about.

I talked with her for a long time in the room, and she was in a trance for a while after she left. When I came back to my senses, it was already the beginning of the bright lights.

After washing, I sat in front of the bronze mirror for dressing and looked at the person in the mirror carefully—the facial features are delicate, the eyebrows are soft, and she is clearly a childish girl. If I insist on putting on the complicated and heavy imperial clothes, I am afraid. It's nondescript, it's just a joke.

Although this picture is not as pure and unremarkable as Kuang Xiqing, and no more charming and charming than Jiang Lanyi, it is also called beautiful, beautiful and elegant... But what about it?

I can only take a self-portrait in the mirror, and I can only appreciate myself.

Angrily, I untied the last band of hair and waved back the attendant. I was just about to go to bed when I heard the door knock gently.

I was caught in an inextricable sorrow, and I was startled when I heard the sound, and my tone was a little rushing: "Who?"

"Your Highness." A familiar cold female voice replied unhurriedly.

Recognizing her voice, my arrogance was suffocated, and it turned into a bit nervous, a bit regretful, and hardened my heart because of the suspicion in the day, forcing myself to stay on the bed, tightly grasping the person under me Thin quilt, lest she can't help but rush to open the door for a while-at least it will take her to dry for a while.

"What's the matter? This king and this king are already asleep." Cleared his throat, pretended to yawn, and saw the shadow of the unextinguished candlelight hit the wall eloquently, reflecting a thin man. Outline-knowing she can't see me, she lay down on the bed quickly, with a guilty conscience, waiting for her to speak with her breath.

"Listen to Bing San saying that your Royal Highness is calling...Since there is nothing wrong, the subordinates resign." Her voice was faint, and she couldn't hear any emotions.

Feeling that she had just finished speaking, I turned and left. I sat up abruptly, trying to get up and chase, but the quilt wrapped around me staggered and almost fell to the ground — I was able to hold it up in time. I couldn't help but knocked my elbow, and exhaled in pain under the dull pain: "Ouch!"

Before I could slow down, I heard the disciple push away. Jiang Zhuo flashed in immediately, like a breeze. He squatted in front of me and raised my arm carefully. I was stunned by the cautious energy, but the grievances in my heart went up and down, mixed with the pain in my elbow, I couldn't help crying.

"Hall, Your Highness? Does it hurt?" She seemed shocked. It is rare for people who have always been calm to squat. The hands holding me are not tight or loose. They want to bandage me but are afraid that I will cry again. , Meifeng frowned, Qingwu's eyes vented a little at a loss.

I was emotionally upset for a while and couldn’t control it. After that, I felt something was wrong. I wiped my eyes with the other hand, feeling that she was staring at me, and my face suddenly became embarrassed. I can't wait for a crack on the ground to teach me to get in.

"This king is all right, you... you go back first." Hid my elbows behind my back, I turned my head away from her.

Unexpectedly, she stood up in silence, turned and left, without even closing the door for me.

When I heard the movement of her leaving, I suddenly turned my head, only to see a piece of clothing floating by.

-Actually, actually left?

My king let you go, so you really go?

This king makes you like this king, why don't you like it!

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. I picked up a pillow and threw it toward the door. Just raised my hand, I saw the figure who had left and returned, still holding the tools needed for bandaging.

Seeing my movements, she just raised her eyebrows, walked continuously to the side of the collapse, flirted with her clothes, knelt on one knee, and gently pulled my hand over, gently applying the medicine-the wound. It's not big, it just scratched the skin, but teaching her to treat it so cherished and importantly, I pressed it in my heart, and I really didn't have any thoughts of resistance.

Embarrassedly put the half-lifted pillow to the other side, and patted it easily. I was a little ashamed that I had misunderstood her, and I did not want to break the warmth of this moment. I just bit my lip and stared at her silently-looking closer. She, the more she looks, the more she is attracted: the facial features similar to Kuang Xiqing, but the temperament is completely different.

If Kuang Xiqing is Lan, she is Lian, if Kuang Xiqing is water, she is ice, as long as people who are familiar with them will never admit them wrong.

But compared with Kwong Xiqing, she always treats me indifferently, neither gentle nor caring, even indifferent, even if it was the kiss that was out of control in the Baiyun Valley at that time, she didn’t even explain it casually afterwards, such an attitude. , Enough to burn the infatuation.

But ah... I just have no resistance to her, even if I was hurt by her a moment ago, I can only throw away my armor and remove my armor as long as she smiles back and throws a little warmth on me. It was a complete failure.

As she wrapped up the wound for me, covered the quilt, and closed the curtain, my gaze followed her, refusing to stay away for a moment-those half-truth coincidences, if there is something like nothing The suspicion was all gone because of the tenderness at the moment.

I only remember that I admired this person, I didn't want her to be hurt a little, I didn't want her to frown, and as for the other, I don't care about it.

"Jiang Zhuo, you, are you going to leave?" I couldn't see her look through the thin veil, but in a daze, I thought she was smiling slightly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, your subordinates are guarding outside tonight." She said softly.

"Oh..." Knowing that she was standing near me and would not leave, I was a little happy, but also distressed that she was exhausted, and quickly said, "Don't be too tired, just stay a while... Go to rest as soon as Haishi arrives! Do you know?"

"...Hmm." She felt like she smiled again, and her cold voice became tender.

Sleepiness hit, I finally glanced at the figure beside the bed, and whispered, "Jiang Zhuo, good night."

In a daze, I couldn't wait for her answer, and I didn't know what I was insisting on.

Suddenly she heard a shallow sigh, as if a scent of scent brushed my mind, taught me to calm down, and fell asleep after a while: "Good night, Your Highness."

The corners of the lips are lightly raised, and there is no dream all night.