[MTL] After amnesia, he was pampered by powerful ministers

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Chapter 31 Regret

The distance was too far, Fuquan couldn't see the situation clearly, he just vaguely saw two figures on the bed. Who else could be in His Highness's room besides Jiang Ying, Fuquan panicked after thinking about it, it seems that he came at the wrong time. Fu Quan stood far away, lowering his head and not daring to look, because he felt a heavy hostility in the room.

Unable to speak at this time, Fuquan quietly retreated out. At the same time, Wang Shuheng didn't dare to look at Jiang Ying anymore, and didn't dare to stay on the bed. He got down and walked to the table, and drank the bowl of hangover soup with the aroma of oranges in one gulp.

He savored the orange smell carefully, and recalled that Jiang Ying also had the same smell. Wang Shuheng drank a glass of water to suppress his emotions. Now he finally understands why drinking is wrong and hurts others. Jiang Ying is a girl who has not left the court. How could he do such a thing to her?

He drank a lot at the banquet today, and he was very drunk when he came back. Wang Shuheng only knew to ask Fuquan for hangover soup, but he didn't remember how Jiang Ying came to his bed, let alone why he put someone under him. He has been celibate for many years and kept his body clean. It's not that he has never been stuffed with women in the room before, but he has never lost control as he is today.

Could it be that he forced her?

When his thoughts gradually became clear, Wang Shuheng mustered up the courage to return to the bed. By the dim candlelight, he saw Jiang Ying who was already asleep. The girl was sleeping on his bed, curled up into a small ball, her blue hair spread out and her face was bright red. The clothes on the two of them were still intact, but they were full of messy wrinkles.

He pulled the brocade quilt to cover Jiang Ying, turned around and left the room. It was the dead of night, and there were bursts of insects chirping in the grass in summer night. Along the way, Wang Shuheng's mind was full of the girl's sweet fragrance and unbearable waist when he was in a state of confusion and love. He thinks he is not someone who will be confused by color, let alone be controlled by lust. But tonight, all of this is really abnormal.

Once he went out, he didn't return until the next day, the cock crowed at five o'clock, and the sky was slightly pale.

I drank wine last night and didn't wash up all night, and now the smell on my body can be described as stinky. Wang Shuheng went to the bathroom to wash up, changed into clean clothes before returning to the room, and then heard a faint sound coming from the bedside. He approached and found that Jiang Ying showed no signs of waking up, but frowned and asked for water.

I didn't pay attention last night, but now I can smell that Jiang Ying's body is also smelly, and even the brocade quilt is stained with alcohol.

He brought water, supported Jiang Ying's neck and lay on his forearm, and fed her little by little. After feeding Jiang Ying twice, she mumbled: "It's ok." After lying down, she turned over, wrapped the quilt tightly, and fell asleep again.

Wang Shuheng was busy all morning, because there were three camping sites, the accompanying people were divided into three waves and set off tomorrow. After discussing with several members, it was decided that Wang Shuheng would lead Zheng Zheng to go to Yanling Island, which was set yesterday. Yanling Island is not a deserted island. There are fishermen's villages and markets on the island.

After the matter was settled, everyone packed up and prepared, and they didn't return until the afternoon. Jiang Ying just woke up when Wang Shuheng returned to the room, and sat on the bed in a daze in a daze. Her face had returned to snow-white, her eyes were somewhat empty, she held the brocade quilt with both hands and said nothing.

Seeing Jiang Ying woke up, Wang Shuheng's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the absurdity of last night.

On the other hand, Jiang Ying was much calmer. She sniffed lightly at her body, turned her head and frowned and said, "Husband, Yingying stinks." The smell on her body made Jiang Ying despise herself, so she jumped up from the bed suddenly, and then Something was wrong: "I slept in my husband's bed last night?"

Before Wang Shuheng could explain, Jiang Ying had already stepped forward to apologize: "Husband, don't be angry, I didn't mean to stink the bed after drinking yesterday." Listening to

her talk about yesterday What happened at night, Wang Shuheng's chest throbbed, and he asked: "How much do you remember about last night?" Jiang Ying recalled carefully,

only remembering that she drank several bowls of sweet peach blossom wine, as for how to go back to the house and lie down on the bed No impression. "I don't remember, did I do something bad when I was drunk? Husband, tell me about it." How can I tell her about those things, Wang Shuheng said indifferently: "It's nothing, you fell asleep when you came back.

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" But, why does my lip hurt a little?" Jiang Ying touched her lips, a little wronged: "It seems to be broken, maybe I was bitten by some monster on the way back." Hearing this, Wang Shuheng's eyelids twitched, and he

paused Suddenly, she raised her hand and said, "Come here and let me have a look."

Jiang Ying ran towards him with her little face up. When he got closer, he saw that the corners of his lips were indeed broken. His dry fingertips, Mosuo Jiangying's lips, gradually recalled the forceful and absurd kiss last night.

Jiang Ying felt dizzy and blushed, and wrapped her arms around Wang Shuheng's waist consciously. From a close distance, her husband's lips are even more attractive than in the dream, and one day when he is asleep, she must sneak a kiss.

The two had their own ghosts, and they looked at each other with a guilty conscience. Wang Shuheng let her go and said, "I'll put on some ointment later."

Jiang Ying hummed and didn't ask again, it seemed that she really didn't remember what happened last night. Wang Shuheng felt lucky, but at the same time felt empty in his heart.

The headache after the hangover was unbearable. Fortunately, Fuquan had prepared sober soup early. Jiang Ying took a warm drink and felt better, but there are more important things right now, she wants to take a bath.

Since coming to Baisha Town, Jiang Ying's bathing has become a big problem. The bathrooms in the post house are divided into men and women, and it is not appropriate for Jiang Ying to pretend to be a man and go anywhere. Fortunately, Fuquan found a bathtub from nowhere and moved it into the house. After putting it away, someone prepared hot water, and said to the public that His Highness wanted to take a bath.

Not long after, the room was steaming with cloth towels and scented pancreas for bathing. There were only Wang Shuheng and Jiang Ying in the room, and Wang Shuheng naturally didn't look at it. He walked into Jiang Ying's cubicle and sat on a round stool with his back turned.

After closing the doors and windows, Jiang Ying unbuttoned her clothes and entered the water. She knew that her husband would not take a peek when he entered the cubicle, but for some reason she was still a little nervous, and the movements of stroking the water were lighter.

In the cubicle, Wang Shuheng was sitting upright thinking about something. He had no intention of inquiring, but the room was so big, and the soft sound of water could still be heard. He forced himself to divert his attention, trying to sort out this inexplicable relationship.

After the accident in the palace, he had no plans to get married, not to mention that he still had a red hook on his body, so there was no need to delay a woman. But what happened last night forced Wang Shuheng to face up to the issue of marriage. The girl named Fu Ling should have arrived in Quanzhou, presumably the Yao family will send someone to Lin'an to pick up Jiang Ying soon.

In fact, whether to go to Quanzhou or stay, in the final analysis, it all depends on Jiang Ying's intentions, the power of choice does not belong to him. Wang Shuheng didn't care, if Jiang Ying didn't want to go to Quanzhou, the palace would continue to support her. In his eyes, Jiang Ying has always been a child. Even after many years, she has become taller and taller, she is still the child who cries in the ancestral hall and can make people happy with a wooden carving.

As for why he did such a thing to a child last night, Wang Shuheng also felt inexplicable.

He thought for a long time, only to hear the sound of water outside subsided, Jiang Ying said: "Husband, it's finished washing."

Wang Shuheng got up and walked out of the cubicle. As soon as she came out, she saw Jiang Ying's black hair dripping with water, and she was only wearing a thin underwear. The girl had just taken a bath, her collar was slightly open to reveal a small piece of smooth skin, her cheeks were white and rosy like a budding flower, she was tender and lovely.

His eyes moved slightly, and he realized that it was inappropriate to stare at Jiang Ying like this. So she asked Jiang Ying to go back to the cubicle, and went to the bathtub by herself to ask someone to clean it up.

Jiang Ying changed her clothes and put on some orange-flavored face cream when she came out. The room had already been tidied up, Wang Shuheng was lying sideways on the bed and flipping through a book, raised his eyes slightly when he saw her, and handed over a box of ointment.

It was for wiping her lips. Husband still remembers that her lips were broken. Thinking of this, Jiang Ying couldn't help but lean closer, pursed her lips, and said, "Husband wipe it for me." "

Jiang Ying!"

She acted like a baby again!

Wang Shuheng cursed secretly, and then thought that she was the culprit for her broken lips, so she showed some rare patience. He put down the book and lifted her chin, and really started to give her medicine.

Before the medicine was finished, Jiang Ying rubbed her cheek against Wang Shuheng's palm, like a cat pleasing its master. Husband is so kind, she didn't act like a baby.

Tomorrow was about to leave, Wang Shuheng made an appointment with everyone to discuss matters. But at night he received a secret report from Yanling Island.

It is said that a group of pirates named "Blackbeard" raided last night and ransacked many ships on the island. Before coming to Baisha Town, Wang Shuheng had heard about Blackbeard. It is said that this person is elusive and has controlled the area from Lin'an to the Lingnan coast for more than 20 years. The government has sent troops several times, but no sign of him has been found. Wherever he has been, he will carve a black beard to show his sovereignty, and he has been called the "black beard" pirate for a long time.

The guards in Lin'an, especially along the coast, are extremely poor, and it is common for islands to be attacked by pirates, otherwise Wang Shuheng would not have thought about building a camp in Baisha Town. But not long after he arrived in Baisha Town, the surprise attack of "Blackbeard" followed, and he didn't know if he was planning to give him a blow.

How could Wang Shuheng allow others to dominate him if he dared to put his ideas on his territory.

Fortunately, it is not completely unprepared for the battle. Baisha Town has been suffering from pirates for a long time, and there is no shortage of useful soldiers under their command, only good generals are waiting. That night, the head of Baisha Town was called to the posthouse to discuss the suppression of pirates on Yanling Island.

Until late at night, Jiang Ying didn't see anyone. She was leaning against the window and looking eagerly, when suddenly there was a commotion in the courtyard.

I don't know who shouted, "Come on! Someone killed—" It was a woman's voice, accompanied by a terrified scream.

Soon, everyone heard the sound, and the crowd surrounded some people in the courtyard. It turned out that Zhang was engaged in having sex with the maid in the house, but Zhou Tang found out that he was so angry that he accidentally killed him. The one who died was Zhang Eng, and the one who called for help was the maidservant. They are all acquaintances. It is inevitable that something like this happened in the courtyard. Not long after, someone came from the government office and took away the corpses of Zhou Tang, the maid and Zhang Zheng, leaving a bloodstain all over the place.

Ayu came back after watching the excitement and said to Jiang Ying: "I really don't see that Zhou Tang is a person who dares to do it. You haven't seen her holding a hairpin and piercing Zhang Engeng's body with a dozen holes, and the blood is flowing all over the ground." Yes, I was terrified just by looking at it."

It is said that Zhou Tang had long suspected that the maid was having an affair with Zhang Zing, and that day he said that the jewelry was lost just to find a reason to search the body. She searched and found some things, all of which were given by Zhang Zong secretly to his maidservant. She made an excuse to go out today, but she was actually hiding in the closet waiting for someone to slap her.

After all, it is someone else's family matter, and it is difficult for Jiang Ying to judge who is right and who is wrong. When Zhang Zheng's body was carried out of the hospital, she accidentally glanced at it, and her mind was full of blood all night. Jiang Ying was timid and frightened, and became more and more afraid to sleep.

Baisha Town is near the sea, and it coincides with midsummer, so it is common to be hit by heavy rain. That night, there was a sudden strong wind, and the dark clouds were the prelude to the rainstorm. Sure enough, not long after, there was a loud thunderbolt in the sky, followed by heavy rain, and the sky was as dark as splashing ink.

The candles in the room will never go out, flickering with empty shadows. Jiang Ying sat at the table, her eyelids were heavy, and she still didn't dare to go back to the cubicle to sleep alone. I don't know how long I waited, but with a creak, the door was pushed open and Wang Shuheng came back.

He came back in the rain, and there were watermarks of different sizes on his sleeves and hem. He originally planned to go back after discussing with the head of the village about suppressing pirates, but he didn't want to hear about Zhang Zheng's death again, so he had to go back and forth late at night to manage.

It was already the third watch at this time, and the lamp was about to go out. I was surprised to see Jiang Ying still waiting for him. Wang Shuheng put away the umbrella, wiped off the rainwater with a cloth towel, and said, "Go back to the house and sleep." As if she didn't hear,

Jiang Ying followed closely beside him, and even hooked his sleeve with her hand. That pitiful appearance is like a stray kitten begging someone to take it home.

Wang Shuheng smiled helplessly, and stood still to confront her. He said it again, still in a patient tone: "Jiang Ying, go back to the house and go to sleep."

Seeing that his expression was determined, and he really had no intention of taking her in, Jiang Ying said something stingy softly, and then reluctantly went back to the cubicle . After the lights were turned off, the room fell into darkness, thunder roared outside the window, and the heavy rain poured down. Jiang Ying curled up on the bed with her head buried in the quilt.

Zhang Zheng was covered with a white cloth when he was carried away. She didn't see the specific death condition, but she saw Zhou Tang with bloody hands and a calm face. Xu Shi Ayu's description is too vivid, as long as he closes his eyes, he will see the tragic scene of dozens of blood holes bubbling out of Zhang Zheng's body. The last time she saw Zhou Tang scolding someone, she felt something was wrong, and it turned out that feeling was true.

She was silent, her heart pounding. After staying in the same position for a long time and still unable to fall asleep, Jiang Ying finally got up from the bed and walked out of the cubicle silently holding the quilt.

She stood motionless at the door of the cubicle, clearly planning to do so. Regardless of whether her husband agrees or not, tonight she must climb onto that Babu bed with the quilt in her arms. But now listening to Wang Shuheng's shallow breathing, Jiang Ying suddenly hesitated again.

After an unknown amount of time, when she was hesitating whether to go back and stay awake until dawn, she suddenly heard a chuckle.

In the darkness, Wang Shuheng sat up from the bed. He asked with a smile, "Jiang Ying, are

you really that scared?" Husband, are you afraid?"

In the end, Wang Shuheng seemed to compromise, he beckoned Jiang Ying to come over, and made a way for Jiang Ying to sleep inside.

This time Jiang Ying couldn't wait for a moment, she rolled up the quilt and quickly climbed onto the bed, covered the quilt and lay down, saying, "Thank you husband." "

Jiang Ying, I hope you won't regret it.

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Chapter 32

On a moonless night, heavy rain cuts off all sounds. The long curtain in the bed hangs down, and there is a faint fragrance.

Not long after climbing into bed, Jiang Ying was overwhelmed by drowsiness, and soon fell asleep. She wrapped herself in the brocade quilt neatly, and whispered before falling into a deep sleep: "Husband, have a good dream."

Then she fell silent, only the long breath lingering in Wang Shuheng's ears. He smelled the indistinct fragrance from the girl's body, his mind was hooked, and he couldn't sleep. Wang Shuheng slightly turned his back to Jiang Ying, calmly brewed for a few times before barely falling asleep.

However, he slept very lightly, and he woke up once when thunder struck in the second half of the night, and again when the rain stopped. That night, Wang Shuheng slept and woke up, and felt that it was more exhausting than marching and fighting in the northern border. On the other hand, Jiang Ying, who was beside her, was tightly wrapped in the quilt and remained motionless, not even changing her sleeping position from head to toe.

At dawn, Wang Shuheng got up. He was thinking about going to Yanling Island, so he called people to gather for discussion early in the morning. Last night, the heavy rain poured into the air. At this time, the sky was still gloomy and terrifying, and the trees in the yard were blown to pieces. Baisha Town is like this, the weather conditions on the islands in the sea are probably even worse.

But no matter what, it is imperative to lead troops to Yanling Island this time.

Fortunately, the sky cleared at noon, and the experienced fisherman said that there would be no rain at sea for three days. Most of the population in Baisha Town lives by fishing, and they are able to cope with bad weather with ease. What's more, what they hate at sea is never rainstorm, but pirates. Hearing that Wang Shuheng wanted to lead troops to suppress the pirates, several young men stepped forward to be the guides. Wang Shuheng personally ordered a few strong generals to accompany him, planning to set off to land on the island tonight, and caught the pirates by surprise.

It was decided that this trip would take at least three days, and Jiang Ying must not go with her, so Wang Shuheng asked Fuquan to stay.

Because of the departure tonight, the courtyard was busy in the afternoon. Jiang Ying didn't know why, but she also felt a serious atmosphere. She was ignorant, and only after asking Fuquan did she know that her husband was going out to kill the enemy. She knew that she couldn't help with anything, so she obediently stayed in the courtyard all afternoon, not going anywhere, for fear of causing trouble to others.

In the evening after the rain, the red glow is like blood, dyeing half of the sky red.

When Wang Shuheng returned to the room, two bowls of glutinous rice balls filled with sesame seeds had already been placed on the table, which is a tradition in the palace. When the old concubine was still alive, whenever the old prince went out to fight, he would prepare a bowl of glutinous rice balls at home, implying that everything went well this time, and the family would be reunited when he returned.

Many years have passed, but the tradition of withering the members of the palace has not changed. In the northern and southern borders, the conditions were not as good as that in Baisha Town. There were no glutinous rice balls, so Fuquan tried every means to find something to replace them. Sometimes it's white flour steamed buns, sometimes it's naan cakes. The superstitious appearance makes people laugh and cry.

Wang Shuheng had no choice but to sit down at the table, Fuquan laughed softly and said, "Your Highness, I don't know, but Miss Jiang Er made these glutinous rice balls."

Jiang Ying made it?

The glutinous rice balls in the bowl are white in color, soft and sweet. How could Jiang Ying, a young lady, know how to wash her hands and make soup? Wang Shuheng didn't believe it. As expected, Jiang Ying recruited herself after a while.

"I watched the cook cook in the kitchen, and I made one too, and put it in my husband's bowl." When hearing Fuquan talk about the traditions of the palace, Jiang Ying really thought about cooking by herself, but unfortunately she was powerless, and the dough After struggling for a long time, I finally made a watchable one.

Hearing this, Wang Shuheng was taken aback. He pointed at a glutinous rice ball in the bowl with his chopsticks, and asked, "You made this ?

"

The heads are average and about the same size, but this one is big and flat, and the shape is unusual at first glance. Jiang Ying looked at him with real eyes, as if she couldn't justify it without tasting the alien she made first, so Wang Shuheng had to pick it up and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" Jiang Ying's eyes were filled with anticipation.

It just tastes like ordinary glutinous rice balls, there is no difference, but Wang Shuheng still boasted in a very face-saving way: "It's delicious." Jiang Ying smiled, took her share and put a few in Wang Shuheng's bowl, she said

: "It's good that you don't dislike my husband."

The two talked nonchalantly, they really looked like a couple. Wang Shuheng raised his eyes casually, and saw Jiang Ying's snowy skin was like jade, and her starry eyes were like waves. She was wearing men's clothing without makeup, but she still couldn't hide Pingting's coquettish demeanor.

Just as Jiang Ying raised her head, Wang Shuheng looked away uncomfortably. He wondered, what was he staring at Jiang Ying for no reason?

Wang Shuheng felt uncomfortable all over, coughed and said: "I'm not here for a few days, you have Fuquan outside to watch you when you sleep at night, don't be afraid."

He even made arrangements for this.

There was warmth in Jiang Ying's heart, she took Wang Shuheng's arm and slowly leaned forward, and said softly: "My husband, I will go to the port to see you off." When we set off, there were stars and a gentle night breeze, and there were a few huge ships docked at the port of Baisha Town sail. The torches on the shore are as long as fire snakes, winding endlessly.

Wang Shuheng was dressed in black clothes, the sea breeze blew his hair, and the broken hair on his forehead was slightly messy. He stood up straight, as if he could make people see clearly the integrity and arrogance of a gentleman like jade.

The sea was calm and the moon was as bright as a wash. Jiang Ying followed behind Wang Shuheng without saying a word, just looked up. The sound of war drums and the scene of bloody battles are too far away for her. The boudoir girl didn't even know where Wang Shuheng was going or who she was going to kill, but she didn't ask or stop her, she just stood quietly on the side and looked at each other.

Not long after, Wang Shuheng was about to board the boat. He raised his legs to leave, but suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled lightly. Wang Shuheng turned sideways, and heard Jiang Ying say: "Be careful, wait until you come back."

She was slender, and her thin voice was blown away in the wind as soon as she spoke, but for some reason Wang Shuheng still heard it clearly. Occasionally, a strange feeling rose in his heart, and he suddenly remembered that the last time someone said this to him was six years ago, when he followed his father to quell the war in Xirong.

It's a pity that what he brought back from that battle were the coffins of his relatives. Since then, no one has said this to him for many years.

Wang Shuheng boarded the boat and ordered to set sail, his figure gradually disappeared into the vast night. The boat was out of sight, and Jiang Ying stood there for a while before returning.

The following days were calm and calm. After Wang Shuheng went to Yanling Island, Zheng Zheng took the lead to lead the people to the other two places to busy build camps. Jiang Ying shrank in the post all day and didn't go anywhere. Fuquan was afraid that she would be bored, so he suggested that Jiang Ying should go out for a stroll, and nothing would happen if Fuquan followed her secretly.

Jiang Ying wasn't worried about an accident, but her husband hadn't heard from her for several days, and she really didn't have the intention to go out and spend money. She didn't go out, and at the same time, Cheng Yi didn't dare to rush to the posthouse to look for someone again.

Cheng Yi was a little more cautious when he was almost discovered by the palace last time. But no matter what, he must let Jiang Ying know that King Yuanyang is not her husband, but her enemy. A few days ago, I was busy with my grandmother's 70th birthday, but I didn't think of a way. These days, whenever I have free time, I stop in front of the post house to look around.

How to make Jiang Ying believe his words? Cheng Yi thought that taking out the tokens of the past two people might be able to evoke some memories of Jiang Ying. The gold-leaf bookmarks, handkerchiefs, and letters that Jiang Ying gave him before are still at Cheng's house in Lin'an. But if he returned to Lin'an, the palace would be like a fortress of iron and steel, and it would be even more impossible for him to find an opportunity to deliver news to Jiang Ying.

Cheng Yi was upset. Ever since she knew that Jiang Ying hadn't been tortured to death by Yuanyang Wang, she made up her mind to let Jiang Ying know the truth. King Yuanyang has a fierce reputation and has returned from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. It's not that he is not afraid, but that Cheng Yi's mind is restless in the face of fear.

Three days passed quickly, and Wang Shuheng still hadn't returned, Jiang Ying gradually became a little anxious to wait. She ran to the port to look around a few times, and saw white sails dotted on the boundless sea, and there were no husbands coming and going at the port.

In contrast, Fuquan is much more relaxed. In his opinion, suppressing pirates is nothing compared to marching and fighting. In the past, when he was in northern Xinjiang, the iron eagle guards led by His Highness passed by with dense bones and rivers of blood. His Highness beheaded the leaders of many tribes. Under the knife, let alone a few thieves who are making waves at sea.

Pirates are only good at using the surrounding environment to hide or cheat. If there is a real fight, Fuquan has never seen anyone who can take advantage of King Yuanyang.

After waiting for a few more days, the good news finally came back from afar.

Back to Baisha Town, the sky was gloomy again, the sea was windy, the waves rolled in and out, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

In this great victory, the pirates were even more vulnerable than Wang Shuheng imagined. He led his men to the island and captured Yanling Island that night, and captured a group of pirates alive. After taking down the pirates, it took a few days to appease the people and continue to build camps. It's a pity that it was not the main force of "Blackbeard" who made trouble on Yanling Island this time, but a reserve team under "Blackbeard".

Power struggles are everywhere, and even more so among the Pirates. Captured by Wang Shuheng, this team was led by a man named Feng Yusong. According to the news that Mr. Lin asked these days, Feng Yusong was Blackbeard’s brother-in-law. There was a conflict on the road.

Blackbeard is ambitious. His idea is to play a hideout battle with ships, and control Lin'an to snatch merchant ships in the Lingnan area and take hostages. And Feng Yusong prefers to use the island as a position, and only by training solid basic skills can he fight against the government. The conflict of ideas between the two finally led to a confrontation of swords. The civil war ended in Feng Yusong's failure, so he took a group of heartfelt subordinates to find another way out.

There was a storm at sea that day, and seeing that Yanling Island was rich in supplies and there were no officers and soldiers stationed there, they went to the island to snatch it. Unexpectedly, before the looted things were warmed up in their hands, they were attacked by the troops led by King Yuanyang. When a group of pirates were beaten by surprise and wanted to escape, they found that their pirate ships had been burned down first, so they had to obediently capture them.

The locals in Baisha Town hated pirates deeply, and this great victory greatly boosted their morale. At this time, facing the strong wind at sea was much easier. While stabilizing the cargo with ropes, the sailors still had the strength to joke:

"The Sea Dragon King is about to show his true form, and we will be lucky if we defeat the pirates." "

Then bless me to get rich and marry a wife."

Just after securing the cargo The heavy rain came soon, and Wang Shuheng was already soaked when he brought people into the cabin. Seeing him coming in, the cabin that was still buzzing and chatting just now was suddenly quiet, as if hitting a ghost. It's not that they are reserved, but it's just that they really can't make a fuss in front of this cold-faced King Yuanyang.

These self-defense soldiers organized by the mayor of Baisha Town were either capable or inexperienced. This time, under the leadership of Wang Shuheng, the gang of pirates who beat them fled with their heads in their arms. The way to use soldiers is to plan first, they admire Wang Shuheng from the bottom of their hearts, and most of them respect Wang Shuheng when they get along with each other. It would seem speechless to have to squeeze in the cabin because of the heavy rain.

Apparently, Wang Shuheng had long been used to dealing with this kind of scene. After entering the cabin, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, surrounded by a few servants from the palace. Seeing that he closed his eyes, everyone thought that Wang Shuheng had fallen asleep, and after a while he hummed again.

They are all rough people, talking about women, marrying wives, and having children. Gradually, I don't know who took the lead, and the topic came to Jiang Ying. On the day of departure, Jiang Ying was seen off at the port. Many people had seen her. Of course, they all thought Jiang Ying was a real man.

"Do you still remember the white-faced boy who followed King Yuanyang that day? That white-skinned guy dazzled people in the dark. If he was a woman, I don't know how good-looking he would be. "

It's a pity that he is a man, but I think he is polite and reliable. Which of you has a younger sister who is waiting for you? It's rare to see such a good-looking young man with a jade face. Let him stay in Baisha Town as a brother-in-law. "

Speaking of which, I do have a younger sister who hasn't left the cabinet. I'm not satisfied with several marriages. She insists on marrying a good-looking one. Maybe that jade-faced young man is just right." Everyone said more and more

. The harder you work, the more clearly you can tell how much the dowry will be given and when the wedding will be set. There were also people who were worried about whether Mr. Yumian Xiaolang had a marriage contract in Lin'an, and wanted to ask King Yuanyang's

side. Wang Shuheng didn't fall asleep, he had excellent hearing, and not a single word that everyone said fell into his ears. At first, when I heard someone say that Jiang Ying is good-looking, Wang Shuheng really thought about whether Jiang Ying is good-looking for a long time.

Is Jiang Ying good-looking? He'd never noticed it before.

The girl's face can't help appearing in my mind. His cheeks are melting, his eyes are shining, and when he looks at him, there is always a smile on his mouth, which arouses a shallow pear dimple. Either without makeup or delicately dressed, no matter what color is on her body, it seems to be natural, and there is no sense of disobedience.

Wang Shuheng made a very rigorous evaluation, and had to admit that Jiang Ying was indeed good-looking, and she seemed to be even better-looking than ordinary women.

But so what? She was only a sixteen-year-old girl! Hearing that someone wanted to keep Jiang Ying in Baisha Town as her brother-in-law, Wang Shuheng felt displeased. Not to mention whether the family can afford it or not, what's more, Wang Shuheng found that he didn't like someone who made his mind on Jiang Ying, not good ones, and even bad ones!

He stood up suddenly with a serious look on his face, and there was another silence among the startled crowd.

Wang Shuheng stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "The jade-faced young man you are talking about already has a sweetheart, so don't gossip for no reason." His tone was as stern as his face, and Wang Shuheng left the cabin after Liangliang said something inexplicable .

Chapter 33 Whereabouts

The wind and rain were miserable outside the cabin, and there was only a piece of gray rain and fog on the vast sea, which seemed to engulf the ship. Fortunately, there are many experienced sailors and fishermen on this boat, so there is nothing to worry about when they are at the helm.

Seeing Wang Shuheng coming out, someone immediately reported that he would arrive at the port of Baisha Town in another hour. Wang Shuheng nodded slightly, thinking of the gang of pirates he caught a few days ago. Excluding the casualties, nineteen people were brought aboard by them. It is naturally useful to save their lives.

Blackbeard and his gang have no fixed place to live, and they make the sea their home. They have disrupted the Daliang Shipping for many years and the government has been helpless. But today, the pirates are not invulnerable. Feng Yusong and his party are the best breakthrough. Thinking so, Wang Shuheng took someone to see Feng Yusong.

There are two floors in the cabin, the upper floor is for people to rest, and the lower floor is for pirates. Wang Shuheng deliberately took his steps lightly, and when Fang came down from the gangway, he heard a whisper: "

Second brother Feng is still at sea, let's ask the elder brother for help, otherwise the elder brother will have nothing to do when we reach the land. Damn it, I don't want to be useless." It’s fun to be a pirate.”

The man sitting in the dark corner of the cabin is Feng Yusong, it’s hard to believe that Feng Yusong, one of the most feared pirate chiefs, is still very young, he doesn’t look more than twenty-five years old. His complexion was bronze, his facial features were profound, and there was an evil spirit all over his body.

After being locked up for several days, everyone couldn't raise their spirits, but his eyes were particularly dark and bright. Feng Yusong snorted, leaned casually on the side shelf, and said, "I have fallen out with that bastard Blackbeard long ago. Even if I was skinned and cramped by the government, I wouldn't help him. How can there be a foster father around all year round? It’s better to have a fight with the government.”

The voice suddenly stopped, and it took a long time for someone to say weakly: “But haven’t we fought before?” Hearing this,

Feng Yusong thought of the leader of the government again. General. After a few days of contact, he only felt that this person was really scheming and the city was unfathomable. Not only did he kill his accomplice, but he was also captured. The key point is that Feng Yusong didn't know who the other party was.

He made an excuse and said: "It's their luck. When we are hungry, how can we let him succeed if the supplies are sufficient?" Speaking of supplies, Feng Yusong became even more angry, "In the end, the black beard is not kind. I didn't see any of the good things we snatched from Jiang two months ago, and they all went into his own pocket." This remark successfully aroused the anger of everyone, and it is common for pirate gangs to

distribute stolen goods unevenly, but The cargo ship surnamed Jiang they hijacked two months ago had a good harvest, with sixty-three boxes of gold alone, not to mention the jewels that can be seen everywhere in the cargo hold. At first they thought they could get at least a cup of broth, but they were all eaten by Blackbeard, and everyone complained about it.

Accompanied by the angrily cursing of the pirates, the ship shook and creaked. Wang Shuheng was quiet for too long, he tiptoed a long knife on the ground and entered the cabin.

He was tall, and he seemed cramped as soon as he entered the cabin. Feng Yusong and the others had been drugged beforehand, and their hands and feet were limp on the ground. Looking at this jade-faced Shura who suddenly barged in, their hearts couldn't help beating wildly.

The cabin was dim, and Wang Shuheng stood in front of everyone against the light. In a blink of an eye, the long knife glowing with snow was placed on Feng Yusong's neck. As soon as the words

fell, Feng Yusong's pupils shrank suddenly, terrified. Who else can claim to be the king, and not enjoy the glory in Bianjing but appear in this boundless sea, except the Yuanyang king? King Yuanyang's reputation for confiscating seven lost territories in northern Xinjiang is too famous, so it is impossible for Feng Yusong not to know about it. However, he never expected that it was the prestigious King Yuanyang who led the troops to surrender to him this time.

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Shuheng looked too cold, he said: "Who told you to snatch Jiang Huaiyuan's boat?"

When he first heard the news of Jiang Huaiyuan's accident, Wang Shuheng felt strange. Jiang Huaiyuan was cautious. Since he chose to go to Quanzhou by sea, he must have made perfect preparations, but even so, he still failed to escape, which only shows that this matter has been carefully planned.

Maybe someone cooperated with the pirates inside and out, or maybe this was a trap

. After he finished asking, someone immediately said: "If you want to kill, kill, we pirates have pirate rules, and we will never disclose any internal information to the outside world."

"Yes! Although we fell into your hands, we will never betray. Anyway, the elder brother will take care of our wife and children for us, so why should we be afraid of death?" Wang Shuheng said quietly: "My life is almost gone, and my tone is not small. This king

has If I can kill you, I will certainly be able to kill your wives and children. Believe it or not, within three days, this king will be able to let Blackbeard know that you have been recruited by the court?" "Not only that, but also set up a navy to support

you This king is very happy to watch the scene where he is in command in the name of his name and turns against each other."

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect this person to have such a despicable method. Feng Yusong's eyelids twitched, he is a smart man, and he has already made a decision after weighing his interests for a while. At the same time, there are not a few people who hesitate like him.

Some people who don't know what to do still want to resist, "I hate the government the most. Even if I chop me into meat sauce and feed the fish, I won't confide a word." Immediately there was a scream in the cabin, and the man was chopped off

. With only one arm, Wang Shuheng's expression remained calm, and he said: "Then you can drag it out as you wish."

Such resolute and ruthless actions made even the pirates who have been doing all kinds of evil at sea all year round tremble like a sieve.

Wang Shuheng had lost his patience, and with a move of the long knife, it was a little closer to Feng Yusong's neck, "Tell me, who asked you to snatch Jiang Huaiyuan's boat?" "I told you, can Your Highness keep many of my brothers alive?" Wang Shu

Heng

didn't promise anything, and said slowly: "It depends on your mood. You may not die if you say it, but if you don't say it—you will definitely die."

This kind of long-term torture made people collapse, and soon Feng Yusong said in a trembling voice: "Everything in business is caused by black people. Beard's confidant negotiates with people, I'm an outsider, and he has no time to guard against me, and usually just dispatches work. That day we lay in ambush on the nearby islands according to the plan, and when the boat surnamed Jiang appeared, we would dispatch collectively." Speaking of this, he looked at Wang Shuheng's expression Terrible

, he paused before continuing: "We tied people up and threw them on a deserted island. When we ransacked the cargo ship and wanted to kill people, we found that people had disappeared." Wang Shuheng frowned, "Is this true?

"

Before Feng Yusong could open his mouth, someone immediately answered, and kept saying: "It's true, it's true, because Blackbeard said that this trip is a big deal, so we must silence it forever. We searched for three days on the deserted island, but It is true that no one was seen, so I can only guess that maybe it was taken away by raptors and wild beasts."

Wang Shuheng did not believe this kind of speculation. Even if it was taken away by a bird of prey, could it be that there was not even a single piece of clothing left on the deserted island? A strong thought came to his mind, maybe Jiang Huaiyuan is not dead?

After interrogating Wang Shuheng, he walked out of the cabin. He sent someone to inspect the deserted island Feng Yusong mentioned carefully, and asked someone to tie up nineteen pirates, planning to take them to the government office as soon as they landed.

The environment outside is difficult, Wang Shuheng has not bathed for two days, and besides the heavy rain all the way, he is completely soaked by now, dripping water from his cheeks. After being swayed by the wind and rain for most of the day, they finally returned to Baisha Town in the evening.

Perhaps because of the rain, the port is quiet and deserted today, and even sporadic people can't be seen. Except for the government office and a few people who were waiting to respond, Wang Shuheng didn't let his subordinates disclose the news of returning to Baisha Town. Firstly, he was afraid of trouble, and secondly, he felt it was unnecessary.

Not long after the ship docked, a group of pirates were tied up and sent to the prison car. Wang Shuheng was about to say goodbye to several colleagues when he suddenly spotted a familiar figure not far away.

Even though she was wearing ordinary gray clothes, Wang Shuheng still recognized her at a glance. Holding a blue oil-paper umbrella in his hand, with a thin face and a slender waist, he stands gracefully in the rain. I don't know how long she has been waiting there, but the hem of her clothes must have been soaked.

Wang Shuheng paused, he never expected Jiang Ying to come. After talking a few words with a few colleagues, he hurried towards Jiang Ying. He didn't have an umbrella, just a rain cloak. The rain splashed, and there seemed to be a white fog curtain hanging in front of my eyes.

"Jiang Ying—" he called through the rain.

From a distance, when she saw her husband Jiang Ying, she smiled, and the dimple on her lips couldn't be hidden. She heard from Fu Quan early in the morning that His Highness returned today, and she waited at the port after lunch.

Looking forward to it, she seemed to cast herself into a husband-seeking stone. When Wang Shuheng just got off the boat, she saw Ying. She wanted to run forward, but Fuquan said that His Highness is busy and it is best not to make trouble, so Jiang Ying had to bear it again and again.

Even though they were separated for only five days, she felt as if she had endured for half a year. As soon as she got close, Jiang Ying put the oil-paper umbrella on top of Wang Shuheng's head. She didn't care about anything, and threw herself into the opponent's arms.

"Husband——"

Wang Shuheng carried him into a pavilion to shelter from the rain. He was drenched and cold, and even the hands holding Jiang Ying were cold. After entering the pavilion and placing him in a corner, his face was covered with water, and he said bluntly, "It's raining so hard, you can't stay in the post house, what are you doing?" The girl replied confidently, "I'm here to pick up my husband.

" Go home." She put down the oil-paper umbrella, still hugging Wang Shuheng tightly with both hands. Xu Shi felt the coldness on the other party's body, Jiang Ying wiped the water off Wang Shuheng's face with her sleeve, and asked, "Is your husband cold?" Then she took Wang Shuheng's cold hand and breathed, "I will help you warm your husband

. "

Wang Shuheng was covered in water, and if Jiang Ying hadn't warmed his hand, he wouldn't have noticed the cold at all. With a smile, he took off his raincloak and put it on Jiang Ying, and said calmly, "I'm going back." Not

long after, the backs of the two gradually disappeared into the rain. After returning from this great victory, everyone was happy, originally wanted to invite Shang Wang Shuheng to drink with him, but saw him and the young servant holding an umbrella and leaving. When I was so happy, someone couldn't help asking:

"The relationship between that jade-faced boy and His Highness seems a little strange to me. You are on the island, is Your Highness usually so approachable?" Immediately, someone who had experienced it shook his head

. King Yuanyang went to Yanling Island in person, set an example, ate and lived with everyone. Conditions on Yanling Island are not as good as those in Baisha Town, and people sometimes spend a night in a cave without food. In such an environment, although everyone gets along with Yuanyang Dynasty, they are not close at all, let alone share an umbrella.

"I just saw that white jade boy wipe his highness's face with his sleeves. If it weren't for him, he would be the sworn brother of King Yuanyang, right?"

great. After parting for many days, she kept her heart in suspense. After returning to the room and standing still, she saw clearly that Wang Shuheng was in a mess. He was still wearing the black robe he wore on the day of departure, but now he was tightly cloaked by the rain, which made him tall and tall with broad shoulders and broad chest.

Jiang Ying took off her rain cloak, picked up a cloth towel and walked up to Wang Shuheng, "Husband, wipe it off first." When they got close, she simply helped tidy it up herself.

After tidying up roughly, Wang Shuheng unbuttoned the coil and went to take a bath. When he took off his clothes, Jiang Ying stood not far away and stared at him without blinking.

No matter how informal he was, Wang Shuheng still felt a little awkward. He cleared his throat, and said, "I want to take off my clothes."

Unfortunately, Jiang Yinghui got it wrong, and approached a few steps and said, "Then I'll help my husband take off.

" water."

He managed to push people away, and Jiang Ying really went. Worried that the water in the bathroom would not be hot enough on rainy days, Jiang Ying asked Fuquan to move the bathtub into the house, then went to the kitchen to watch the cook boil the water, and even found clean clothes and put them aside.

Working hard outside, not to mention changing clothes and not even having access to hot water, Wang Shuheng couldn't help but feel happy when he saw her rushing in and out, feeling like returning to a gentle place from a cold grotto.

Jiang Ying didn't even look at him when he was taking a bath, and huddled neatly in the small cubicle. When he came out, Wang Shuheng had already changed into clean clothes. He looked refreshed and handsome, like a pearl and jade.

Seeing Jiang Ying, Wang Shuheng naturally thought of Jiang Huaiyuan again. If Jiang Ying hadn't suffered from soul-loss disease, he would indeed be willing to share with her the news that Jiang Huaiyuan might still be alive. But now Jiang Ying can't remember anything, and talking about it will only increase her troubles. In this way, Wang Shuheng kept the matter a secret for the time being.

He called Fuquan and said: "I remember that when Jiang Huaiyuan's ship was dragged back to Lin'an Pier, there were two servants on board?

" "Indeed. The ship was ransacked. It is said that the two escaped by hiding in the trunks. When they got off the ship, they were talking nonsense, and the doctor said that they had lost their minds." Whether people are crazy or not, you have to see them yourself

. Only then did I know that Doctor Xu is now in Lin'an, and he is best at treating brain diseases. Wang Shuheng asked Fuquan to return to Lin'an tonight, and brought him to the palace for interrogation.

After Fuquan left, Wang Shuheng took care of some urgent matters before going to the dining room with Jiang Ying for dinner. There were few people eating this order, so Wang Shuheng ordered three vegetarian dishes, two meat dishes and one soup, and the dishes were served quickly.

He was so anxious that he didn't notice Jiang Ying's eyes on him. Jiang Ying silently put vegetables in the bowl for him, and said: "Your Highness is working hard outside, eat more." The

action of picking vegetables is really ambiguous, Wang Shuheng paused, and wanted to remind Jiang Ying that this is outside, and their relationship cannot be ruled out. people found out. But then I thought about it, anyway, it was late and there were no one around, so who would pay attention to the two of them. In this way, Wang Shuheng didn't make a sound to stop, and let Jiang Ying go.

Seeing that her husband ate the food she picked up, Jiang Ying was encouraged and served him soup again. She moved clumsily, spilled some of the soup, and Wang Shuheng didn't say anything, just took the bowl of soup and drank it down.

Wang Shuheng concentrated on eating, and couldn't help but think of the bowl of glutinous rice balls before setting off for Yanling Island, and saw Jiang Ying's clumsy and considerate appearance. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that Jiang Ying, a pampered lady, actually had the potential to be a good wife and mother.

The two of them concentrated on their meal, completely unaware that Zheng Zhengzheng and several colleagues were sitting in the corner of the dining room. Everyone looked at it behind their backs, and the more they watched, the more they felt that King Yuanyang and that servant were strange.

Someone whispered: "Couldn't that boy really be His Highness's sworn brother? Then he's really lucky

.

" , and then contact Yuanyang Wang Pingri, but he is notoriously not close to women, and everyone instantly understood what he meant. It was Zheng Zheng who shook his head and said: "I don't look like that. You don't know, it's not that His Highness is not a womanizer, but that there is a Jiaojiao hidden in the palace. I was in Lin'an before, and I saw that woman hugging His Highness with my own eyes. , His Highness not only did not push away, but his arms seemed to be tight."

Zheng Zheng said vividly, and after listening to everyone, they became more and more convinced that the boy was lucky enough to be sworn brothers with King Yuanyang, and enjoy happiness for the rest of his life.

It was night, I was running around and working hard outside, at this time the night lights were dim and the brocade tents were warm and fragrant, Wang Shuheng planned to go to sleep soon after returning to the house. After he went to bed, he could only feel the fragrance of the brocade quilt, which was faintly mixed with the aroma of oranges.

You don't need to think too much about Wang Shuheng to know that Jiang Ying slept on this bed for a few days after he left. It wasn't a big deal at first, it was just a bed, and Jiang Ying could sleep whenever he wanted, Wang Shuheng didn't care.

But when he thought of the girl sleeping soundly on this bed and covering himself with the brocade quilt she had covered, Wang Shuheng subconsciously tensed up all over. YouQi's nose lingered with the light orange aroma, reminding him of the absurdity of the day he was drunk.

He closed his eyes, forced himself to fall asleep, tried a few times and was still restless.

When he opened his eyes again, Wang Shuheng saw the slender figure at the door of the cubicle again. Xu Shi noticed his gaze, and the girl moved the brocade quilt to the side of the bed, and asked softly, "Husband, can I sleep here?

" There is no one else in the world, so why be cautious? Besides, in the past few days, she got used to her husband's comfortable Ba Bu bed, and she didn't want to go back to the cubicle to sleep on her Arhat bed anymore.

But tonight there is neither thunderstorm nor murderer, so what excuse should she use to stay?

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ying had to sit on the side of the bed, and called out again with aggrieved words: "Husband——I bring my own quilt, and I won't snatch you. Also, I only occupy a small space, and I will never crowd you." .My body is clean and greased, and the smell is not offensive."

Seeing her pitiful and begging appearance, Wang Shuheng laughed and his chest trembled slightly. He sat up and asked knowingly, "So?"

"So, can I sleep on this bed?"

Wang Shuheng was deliberately embarrassed, "You sleep here, where should I sleep?"

Jiang Ying was really stumped this time. Now, is your husband still unwilling to let her go to bed? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and when she shrunk her mouth, she also lost her temper. "Your husband is not considerate. The arhat bed is too small and cold for me to sleep on." As she spoke, she climbed onto the bed and passed Wang Shuheng to lie down on the inside, saying, "I'm going to sleep here tonight. My husband doesn't want to be with me. Go to the cubicle and sleep together."

After speaking, she turned her back angrily, gritted her teeth and vowed secretly, if the husband dares to push her back to the cubicle by force, she will bite him!

After a while, Wang Shuheng didn't see any movement, and after waiting for a while, Jiang Ying felt someone lying down next to her, and after a while, she heard a long breath.

Jiang Ying just turned around and whispered, "Thank you, husband."

In the darkness, she didn't see the corner of Wang Shuheng's lips twitch.

After a few days of busy work in Baisha Town, they will return to Lin'an. This morning, Jiang Ying and Wang Shuheng went out to buy things. In addition to rouge and gouache, there are many exquisite pastries in Baisha Town. Jiang Ying thought about Xiaojiu, and planned to buy it back for her to taste.

The two of them left the post house, and Wang Shuheng noticed that someone was following them. He was extremely vigilant, and with a short knife in his sleeve, he deliberately stopped with Jiang Ying in front of a roadside stall to look at the rouge.

Soon, Wang Shuheng discovered that there was only one person following them, and this person was not an expert, but Jiang Ying's ex-fiancé—Cheng Yi.

Wang Shuheng took a look. He still dared to explore his affairs furtively. It seems that last time Fuquan played lightly and did not make people remember. Wang Shuheng put away the knife and purposely strolled leisurely with Jiang Ying on the side of the street. He wanted to see what Cheng Yi was up to, so he deliberately pretended to leave beforehand.

Sure enough, shortly after Wang Shuheng left, Cheng Yi found him. Jiang Ying was picking out the rouge, when someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, and before she could resist Cheng Yi, she led them into a narrow alley.

"Yingying, listen to me, King Yuanyang is really not your husband."

Jiang Ying was startled, and she couldn't help being angry when she saw the person coming. She found Cheng Yi not only strange, but also annoying. Jiang Ying struggled to break free, and said in a bad tone: "Last time I thought you were kind to me, so I don't care about it. If you talk nonsense again, I will tell my husband." She backed away a little, and Cheng Yi knew that there was no reason to persuade her, so he said: "I have evidence, and I will prove it to you when I return to Lin'an. You only need to open a crack at the back door of the palace, and the truth will naturally come to light

after reading my evidence."

The voice was pleading, "Jiang Ying, believe me once." "

Since you said that Your Highness is not my husband, then let me ask you, who is my husband?"

Facing Jiang Ying's questioning, Cheng Yi Speechless. If the incident with Jiang Yu hadn't happened, Jiang Ying's husband would naturally be him. Before the two divorced, Jiang Ying knew how much she liked Cheng Yi. Jiang Ying's love is so deep, it's no wonder she doesn't remember anything, but she still remembers her husband

Thinking of this, Cheng Yi felt even more ashamed. In the past, he was the number one talented person with a side cap in Lin'an. Wealth and beauties were at his fingertips. Times have changed, even if Cheng Yi doesn't want to admit it, he does have a little regret.

In the increasingly fierce confrontation between Jiang Yu and Mrs. Cheng, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and suddenly felt that Jiang Ying was fine. Jiang Ying is obedient and well-behaved. Although she was a little clingy in the past, she never brought him the trouble of being in a dilemma.

Cheng Yi had never been so submissive in front of Jiang Ying, he said sincerely: "Jiang Ying, is your husband?" He hesitated for a long time, Jiang Ying was already impatient, and she quickly left the narrow alley after saying a liar

. Cheng Yi stretched out his hand to keep it, but the girl's figure passed by lightly, leaving him with an indifferent back.

Coming out of the narrow alley, Jiang Ying looked around, and soon found her husband. Wang Shuheng didn't ask her where she went, and the two continued to walk along the street.

Cheng Yi's heart was not dead, Wang Shuheng casually glanced behind him, and had already thought of a way to deal with it. Doesn't Cheng Yi have evidence? He wants to see what kind of perjury it is!

Chapter 34

The two of them didn't return until evening. Jiang Ying's legs hurt after walking for a long time today, and she sat motionless at the table as soon as she entered the room. She lowered her head and beat her calf, whimpering.

There have been many affairs recently, and Wang Shuheng is still reading official documents at night. He was half lying on the outside of the bed, watching Jiang Ying go to bed after grooming, and motioned her to step over with his eyes.

Standing by the bed, Jiang Ying hesitated and couldn't help it, said: "I met a strange person today, he said that the husband is not my husband." Hearing this, Wang Shuheng slightly raised his eyes, "Do you believe it?" Jiang Ying shook

her

head . The man spoke hesitatingly and his eyes dodged. He must be a liar. She just felt that it was not good to hide this matter from her husband, and it felt uncomfortable to hold it in her heart, so it would be much better to say it out.

Wang Shuheng smiled, "Don't worry about it, this person is talking crazy, I have my own way to deal with him." After

solving a problem on her mind, Jiang Ying felt relaxed. She was also sleepy, and climbed into bed to sleep. However, Wang Shuheng lay motionless on the outside, showing no intention of getting out of the way. Jiang Ying had no choice but to lean on the bed curtain and step one leg inward.

One foot had already touched the soft mattress, but unfortunately her leg was still hurting, so she couldn't support herself and threw herself towards Wang Shuheng. At the same time, her lips were caught off guard by Wang Shuheng's side face, soft.

The four eyes met, the two of them were a little unresponsive to this unexpected contact, and stared at each other in a daze.

The breath is intertwined, and the distance is extremely close. Jiang Ying kissed Wang Shuheng's cheek with her lips, and remained motionless. She was in a daze, and she was pushed away by the other party before leaving in panic.

After a while, she realized how shameful their current posture was. Jiang Ying straddled Wang Shuheng's waist with two legs, and Wang Shuheng held her waist with one hand, not knowing whether to push away or get closer.

Jiang Ying's face was flushed instantly, "Husband, I'm sorry."

She subconsciously apologized, but Wang Shuheng didn't appreciate it, her face was solemn, and she almost spit out four words from between her teeth: "You go down first."

Not to mention Wang Shuheng, even Jiang Ying also noticed that the current posture was inappropriate, as if she had something wrong in her heart and wanted to do something to others. Although she really wanted to get closer to her husband, Jiang Ying was timid and only dared to think about it.

She quickly climbed down on hands and feet, her face, ears, and even her neck were all red. Wang Shuheng stood up straight while covering the place she kissed, and got out of bed without saying a word.

"Husband, I really didn't mean it."

Wang Shuheng replied lightly, "I know."

It was because he knew Jiang Ying didn't mean it that he became more and more irritable. Wang Shuheng put on an outer shirt to wash and wash, unable to calm his frantic heartbeat all the way.

He laughed at himself, but it was just an unexpected kiss, and he didn't know why he was throbbing? She looked like a little daughter-in-law who was being treated lightly, without any bearing.

Well, just kiss her, anyway, he kissed her too.

When she returned to the house, Jiang Ying had already fallen asleep with her head covered. Xu knew that she had done something wrong, so the girl clung to the wall with only half of her head exposed. Wang Shuheng turned off the light and went to bed. Just as he lay down, he heard a slight sound behind him, and even his breathing was deliberately suppressed.

Wang Shuheng couldn't help but wanted to tease her, "Jiang Ying! The one being kissed is me, what are you hiding?" As

soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Ying could no longer pretend to be asleep, and slowly got out of the quilt to get closer, Ask: "Husband is not angry anymore?"

"When did I get angry?"

Jiang Ying was speechless, and after thinking about it carefully, her husband did not say he was angry. After she figured it out, she became courageous again, and said falteringly : "Then can I kiss again next time?

"

Mouth.

After breakfast the next day, I packed up my things and headed back to Lin'an. On this return trip, everyone bought a lot of things, so they added a carriage to transport the goods. Considering Jiang Ying's delicate body, Wang Shuheng made room for people in the carriage, which he dubbed: "Looking at things."

On the way back in this way, Jiang Ying would suffer less flesh and blood.

The sky has been gloomy, but fortunately it didn't rain on the way, and it took two days of bumpy rides to arrive in Lin'an. In Yuanyang Prince's Mansion, when they heard the news that His Highness was going back, they got busy early.

During the days when Wang Shuheng and Jiang Ying were not in the palace, the days were very quiet and boring. Nanny Sun seemed to be used to such desertedness, she lived with a straight face and ignored everyone. On the other hand, Xiaojiu, thinking that she will hide in the palace for a period of time, tolerates everything with Grandma Sun.

In fact, there is no conflict between the two, it's just that Nanny Sun lives a thrifty life, although she doesn't stop her, but every time Xiaojiu wastes something, she frowns so much that she can kill a fly.

On this day, knowing that Jiang Ying was going back to the palace, Xiaojiu used the cloisonné enamel fumigation stove to fumigate the bed in the bedroom. Knowing that the second girl likes to smell good on her body and the place she lives in should also smell good, she smoked the bed curtains inside and out three times, and turned her head to bump into Nanny Sun's frowning.

Xiaojiu smiled politely, and said with relief: "You don't have to worry, Madam, this servant and His Highness have already agreed. In a few days, when Mr. Biao arrives in Lin'an, we will go to Quanzhou so as not to cause trouble to the palace." "What?" Sun

Nanny Mammy frowned even more. She complained about Jiang Ying's extravagance and waste before, but now she hears that she is going to leave and feels bad. A big girl who spent so much money in the palace, patted her ass and left without getting anything in return, wouldn't it be a big loss for His Highness?

Grandma Sun asked: "You spent so much money from the palace, can that cousin make up for it?"

Xiaojiu was taken aback by the question, she hadn't thought about this question at all. The palace never treated the second girl harshly in terms of expenses, which caused her to spend all the good things on serving Jiang Ying just like in Jiang's mansion before. After hearing it at first, it was only later that I realized that this palace is not Jiang's mansion after all. After all, it has nothing to do with the second girl of Yuanyang Wang Yu.

Seeing Xiaojiu froze, Nanny Sun knew the answer. Presumably that cousin is not a wealthy family.

Thinking of this, Nanny Sun became even more angry. Jiang Ying spent so much money in the palace, but it's not worth it anyway, so it's better to keep it to serve His Highness well.

In the evening, many people stood at the gate of the palace. Wang Shuheng and others rode horses, followed by a carriage, and the carriage turned into Pingchang Street, Xiaojiu stood on tiptoe to look around.

As soon as the car stopped, Jiang Ying opened the curtain and jumped down, holding two packages in her arms. Xiaojiu went up to meet her, and kept saying, "Young lady lost some weight outside, what kind of good thing is this?"

Jiang Ying patted the bulging package and said proudly: "The sorbet cake I bought for you, as well as my rouge, earrings, and many good things in Baisha Town. These are my trophies.

" The carriage was full of goods, Xiaojiu couldn't help but frowned, if the king of Yuanyang converted the expenses of the second girl and her into silver, what should I do if I want my cousin?

As far as she knew, although Yao's family was the official of Quanzhou's parents, they neither ran a business nor had any ancestral shelter. The family of four depended entirely on Yaozhoutong's salary, which probably wasn't enough.

Wang Shuheng came to Jiang Ying after getting off the horse, and said: "I still have something to go to the government office, you can use some for dinner." Jiang Ying took two steps forward, rubbed her forehead lightly on his chest, raised her head and said with a flattering

smile : "I will wait for my husband to come back at night, and I want to eat crisps and yee." "

Well, I will buy it for you

when I come back." Xiaojiu was stunned. It seems that something is different. In the past, King Yuanyang treated the second girl very well and responded to every request, but it always feels weird when he comes back today, Xiaojiu can't tell.

Not only Xiaojiu, but Nanny Sun also felt that His Highness's return this time was not quite right. In the past, Jiang Ying would get close to him, although His Highness accepted it on the surface, but everyone in the palace knew that they couldn't avoid it.

This time, looking at His Highness, Jiang Ying is quite happy to get close to him.

Back in the bedroom, Jiang Ying began to tidy up the things she brought back from Baisha Town, and Xiaojiu also helped to tidy them up, asking, "How about going to Baisha Town this time? Does Your Highness have a night out? Is there a seductress?"

" How come?" Jiang Ying tried a few pearl hairpins in front of the bronze mirror, "The girls in Baisha Town are indeed beautiful, but my husband is with me every day except for busy business, and they can't get away even if they want to.

" Don't worry, she is really afraid that if there is another woman in the palace, their life will be difficult.

Jiang Ying can spend money, Xiaojiu has known this for a long time, but what Sun Nanny said today reminded her. Let's not talk about whether King Yuanyang wants them to return the money. If they arrive in Quanzhou, the second girl's problem of spending money lavishly will have to be corrected. After all, Master Jiang is no longer here.

Seeing Jiang Ying's happy face, Xiaojiu didn't have the heart to say it. She changed the subject and said cheerfully, "Miss, do you still remember the Jiang's house that moved out of Pingchang Street a while ago? They're out of luck." "What's wrong with them

? "

It turned out that after the second and third bedrooms of the Jiang family moved out of Pingchang Street, they had to temporarily live in a house on the outskirts of the city. Not long after, the eldest grandson Jiang Dong was sent back with his limbs broken. There are places where money is needed everywhere, just as the concubine of the Gao family came to propose marriage to Jiang Qin, Mrs. Cao had no choice but to push her daughter into the fire pit with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Ying knew nothing about these things, and she didn't even remember who the concubine of the Gao family was. But she remembered that Mrs. Cao and Jiang Qin were not good people anyway, and they even found a fake husband to deceive her. Jiang Ying innocently said: "That Jiang Qin is going to marry?"

"Yes, but to be a concubine.

" Not surprisingly. The days of being married were very hot, and the difficulty can be imagined.

But these have nothing to do with them, Jiang Ying took off the pearl hairpin, and after dinner, she only heard that His Highness invited Doctor Xu to come.

The last time Imperial Physician Xu came to the palace to prescribe medicine, but I heard that Jiang Ying hadn’t drank it because she was out, so she blew her beard and stared angrily, holding back her temper and said: "Is your highness not trusting the old minister? If you can't believe it, you have to go all the way to invite the old minister to come to Ann." What are you doing? If you don’t follow the doctor’s words, it will be difficult for Hua Tuo to be alive.”

This matter was indeed Wang Shuheng’s carelessness, he didn’t quibble, and ordered someone to decoct the medicine, and a bowl of thick medicine juice was brought out after a while.

Seeing the bowl of concoction, Jiang Ying backed away again and again, just by smelling it, she knew how bitter it was. She hid on the bed with a full face of resistance: "Husband, don't you want to drink?"

Wang Shuheng said firmly, "No."

The medicine had already cooled down, and Wang Shuheng tried it to see if the temperature was just right, and took it to the bedside to show his power: "Drink! "That's all, and took out a bag of crisps and yee from behind, "Eat after drinking, it's not bitter."

Jiang Ying's face was already wrinkled, trying to discuss: "Have a sip today, and drink the rest tomorrow, okay?

" Are you a child? Drinking medicine requires conditions!" Wang Shuheng thought for a while, and he was indeed still a child.

In front of the bed is a statue of Tai Sui, and Jiang Ying can't hide it even if she wants to. She was carried into his arms by Wang Shuheng, and he forced her to finish drinking before letting go.

Wang Shuheng smiled indistinctly, took out a piece of pastry and yee and handed it to her: "It's just a bowl of medicine, how can it be so bitter. Open your mouth!" Perhaps it was because of the pain that Wang Shuheng was so delirious, or maybe it was because of Wang Shuheng's understatement

. The medicine is not bitter, Jiang Ying made up her mind to let the other party taste how bitter the medicine is.

She got up from the bed and approached Wang Shuheng with a feverish mind, pressed Wang Shuheng's head with both hands, and quickly imprinted the other's with her mouth.

Although Jiang Ying's movements were gentle but domineering, after touching her, she blushed and asked, "Husband, are you suffering?"

Chapter 35 Swag

Jiang Ying, who has wanted everything since childhood, was spoiled by Jiang Huaiyuan. She had coveted Wang Shuheng's lips for a long time, but she never dared to make any mistakes due to the majesty of the other party, who would have thought that after pouring down a bowl of medicinal juice, she would inadvertently put her inner thoughts into action.

After the presumptuousness was over, Jiang Ying felt the danger belatedly. The man's hand on her slender waist was getting tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to crush her, his eyes were faintly blazing, and he seemed really angry.

Empress Jiang Ying was frightened, so she shrank back in a polite manner, "Husband, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Wang Shuheng's eyes were burning, as if they were about to burn.

"I..." Jiang Ying thought about it carefully, and really couldn't tell what went wrong. He is her husband, is it okay to kiss him? If it is wrong, it can only be that the husband should not be allowed to taste the bitterness of the medicine juice, after all, no one likes bitter things.

The smell of the medicine spread, Wang Shuheng had already tasted the bitterness, but strangely, he felt that there was a hint of sweetness in the bitterness. Both the anger and the scorching heat on his body come out of nowhere, and this is the most speechless.

Jiang Ying looked like I knew I was wrong, which made him more and more speechless. The girl's face was as white as jade, with a tinge of red, Wang Shuheng wanted to bite her to discourage her.

The two were in a stalemate, and a needle could be heard in the room. Just at this time, Xiaojiu shouted from outside the room: "Your Highness, Doctor Xu invites you to the main hall." The

sudden voice made both of them heave a sigh of relief. For the time being, Wang Shuheng didn't know how to deal with this daring little thing, it was so delicate that he couldn't beat it, and it would be even worse to cry for him to see.

On the other hand, Jiang Ying was glad that she had escaped, her husband's eyes just now were so terrifying, as if she was about to eat people.

After saying "wait" in a neutral tone, Wang Shuheng slammed the door and left.

How can Jiang Ying be obedient and wait, she is very self-aware at this time. Xiaojiu came at the right time, otherwise she would have been scolded. As soon as Wang Shuheng left, Jiang Ying got into the quilt and wrapped her tightly.

She is going to bed. Yes, as long as the husband falls asleep before he comes back, is it possible that the husband will wake her up? The husband and wife have no overnight feud, and they will definitely reconcile tomorrow morning.

After thinking about this, Jiang Ying wrapped her brocade quilt tightly and closed her eyes, but the scene just now kept appearing in her mind. She touched her lips, and the smile on the corner of her lips could not be suppressed.

Although he was murdered, he also kissed him.

At this end, Imperial Physician Xu was waiting in the main hall, when he suddenly saw Wang Shuheng walking quickly, his face was cloudy and his ears were slightly red.

King Yuanyang's temper is unpredictable, Imperial Physician Xu knows this. But this time he came to An'an and had the task of the Holy Majesty, so he had to go forward in fear and ask: "The old minister sees that His Highness's face is flushed, and his heart is impatient. Maybe he is angry, or maybe he has a cold and fever. Your Highness, why don't you let the old minister feel the pulse?" "

Before he finished speaking, Wang Shuheng glanced over sharply, and Imperial Physician Xu didn't dare to speak.

Wang Shuheng poured two glasses of water, and the scorching heat on his body subsided a little. He eased his complexion and asked Imperial Physician Xu to sit down, and said straight to the point: "Why is the imperial physician looking for this king?"

Imperial physician Xu thought that His Highness's temper was too weird, and he secretly complained, but still respectfully said: "The old minister stayed in Lin'an under the orders of the Holy One. Your Highness treats the strange poison, although there is no cure for the red hook one poison for the time being, it can be suppressed with medicine. Let's figure it out slowly, and the antidote will be found in the future." After saying these words, Wang Shuheng finally stretched out his hand

. When he was in northern Xinjiang, he was plotted against by the Di people. He lost half of his hearing three days after being hit by the red hook. Fortunately, there are many skilled craftsmen in Daliang, and the hearing aid jade is not a hindrance.

During these years of fighting abroad, Wang Shuheng suffered a lot of injuries, big and small, and the poison of the red hook didn't care at first. He was alone and had nothing to worry about. When he left Lin'an to help Emperor Wen seize the throne, he had already put aside life and death.

No matter when, he dared to gamble with his life. What's more, now that the world is at peace, and the grievance of the prince's defection to the enemy has been cleared away, if he goes someday, he will have no regrets.

Wang Shuheng was fascinated by his thoughts, and it was only when Doctor Xu stood up that he came to his senses. Doctor Xu said: "Although the poison of the red hook can be suppressed, it is difficult to say when the antidote will be found. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen the old minister of the red hook. It is really hard to say how the poison will be in the later stage. Your Highness is now healthy, please Let the old minister be talkative, it is better to settle the life-long matter earlier, and there will be no worries."

Wang Shuheng, the life-long matter, said, "Did the sage order you to be a lobbyist?"

Doctor Xu paused, hesitated for a while, and then answered: "The Holy Majesty does have this intention. A few days ago, the Empress held a lotus appreciation banquet, and privately met many good women in Bianjing. The third lady of the prime minister's family is gentle and small, Ming Tai The teacher's granddaughter is dignified and generous, and the empress's cousin, Erba Fangling, is also waiting in her boudoir. Of course, the Holy Majesty also said that if His Highness likes you, you can take it back to Bianjing." After finishing what the Holy Majesty explained, Imperial Physician Xu is

already sweating a lot. Because Wang Shuheng's gaze had turned cold at this moment, he got up to see him off, and said calmly, "Don't worry about Imperial Physician Xu."

Sending away Imperial Physician Xu, the palace became quiet. On the way back to the bedroom, Wang Shuheng ran into a shambling figure, which turned out to be Nanny Sun.

The summer night is quiet, the wind blows through the forest. Nanny Sun was walking slowly towards the ancestral hall with a lantern in one hand. The ancestral hall of the Wangfu is covered under several pines, and it is quiet. July 28th is the anniversary of the old prince's death, and Nanny Sun came over early to make arrangements.

Wang Shuheng stopped her, with soft eyes, and said: "Don't be in a hurry, Mammy go back and rest first."

Unexpectedly, Nanny Sun looked serious, as if she had something to say. She hesitated again and again, and asked sadly: "Just now, this old slave overheard the conversation between His Highness and Imperial Doctor Xu. Is the poison of the red hook of Laoshizi really so powerful?

" . She rambled on, asked the ins and outs and thought of the important events in His Highness's life. Couldn't help but said: "The old servant has served the palace all his life, so he knows His Highness's temperament best. But the old concubine went early, if someone in Quanxia knows that His Highness has never married a wife in twenty-four, it's time to have a dream at night." For some reason, from the

north After Jiang came back, people have been worrying about Wang Shuheng's marriage. The Holy Majesty was worried, the Queen was worried, and even Grandma Sun was worried.

Wang Shuheng didn't take it seriously, as far as he was concerned, getting a wife and having children was not as realistic as coming from power.

He hastily dealt with it and went back to Yusheng Courtyard. In the bedroom, Jiang Ying had already fallen asleep, huddled into a small ball and leaning against the inside, motionless. Wang Shuheng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Jiang Ying would obediently wait for him to come back.

It's so good, I can fool that inexplicable kiss and pretend that nothing happened.

But Wang Shuheng pursed his lips, always feeling that he was at a loss. All in all, he kissed Jiang Ying once, but Jiang Ying was so good at taking advantage that he kissed him twice in total.

Looking at the girl's back, Wang Shuheng felt that he couldn't swallow this breath again, so he bit her in the face if he knew it earlier

. At first she didn't know the reason, but she only found out after asking Fuquan in private, it turned out that the old prince's death day was approaching.

Jiang Ying doesn't remember anything, and Wang Shuheng never mentions family affairs on weekdays, so she doesn't know anything about her in-laws. In such a serious atmosphere, Jiang Ying's smile also decreased a lot. Recently, Wang Shuheng didn't go out very much. Whenever he was free, he locked himself in a workshop in the backyard, and he didn't see anyone all day long.

I heard from Fuquan that there are many wood carvings in the backyard workshop, most of which were made by the old prince. Jiang Ying wanted to go and have a look, but remembered that Fu Quan said that His Highness does not like others to approach the workshop.

After having lunch alone that day, Jiang Ying took a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to the backyard. Unknowingly, she walked to the door of the workshop, and she heard the hissing sound of a carving knife planing wood. She lay down on the crack of the door and saw that her husband was indeed inside.

With his back to her, Wang Shuheng sat on a bench and concentrated on his work. He was wearing a dark apron casually, with no hair tied, surrounded by white sawdust.

There was no place to rest at the entrance of the workshop, so Jiang Ying didn't dare to go in hastily, so she had to squat boredly at the door and count the ants. She pinched a little sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it on the ground, and found another branch, and had a great time playing alone.

Before he knew it, he didn't even know when a shadow fell over his head. Wang Shuheng teased her: "Why, are you competing with ants?"

Jiang Ying looked up, only to see Wang Shuheng looking down at her. She squatted for too long, her feet were numb, and when she got up, she staggered and threw herself on the opponent.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her bosom was broken, Jiang Ying was a little embarrassed, held it and said, "Husband hasn't had lunch yet, do you want to eat?" Xu was hungry, but Wang Shuheng didn't dislike it, picked up a broken piece, ate it, and went back to the

workshop , This time the door was not closed, so Jiang Ying cautiously followed in.

There is a huge bogu shelf in the workshop, and there are all kinds of wood carvings on it. The workmanship is exquisite and some are even painted, which looks vivid. But maybe it hasn't been cleaned for a long time, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on it.

Jiang Ying didn't dare to move around, she sat down beside Wang Shuheng and watched her husband work.

At this time, Wang Shuheng was polishing a piece of rosewood. The wood has been planed slippery, but no shape can be seen.

Jiang Ying was curious, and asked: "What does my husband want to carve?"

"I haven't thought about it." Wang Shuheng replied, in fact, he hadn't started carving for many years, and most of the time he just planed and polished wood blocks. No.

The planed wood has been placed in the corner all the time, some have accumulated ash and some have been affected by damp, but he still stubbornly plans one or two pieces every year. His woodcarving was taught by the old prince himself, he was naughty when he was young, he just planed and didn't care about carving. The old prince always poked his forehead and said to watch carefully.

After all, the only one he had completely carved was the agarwood Buddha statue, which was in Jiang Ying's hands as soon as he was ready to take it to Jiang's mansion.

"Husband likes carving so much, have you ever given me something you carved before?"

Wang Shuheng smiled, "Of course there are. When you were about eight or nine years old, you gave me a Buddha statue, but the workmanship of that thing is not very good Well, you must have lost it long ago."

Jiang Ying groaned, scratching her head and not remembering anything. She was a little annoyed, so she said: "The husband will give me another one, please, and keep it safe this time, so I won't lose it." Unexpectedly, Wang Shuheng was easy to talk, and asked: "What do you want?" "Would you like it

?

" A little rabbit."

Wang Shuheng teased her: "No."

Jiang Ying was anxious: "Why not, there is a little rabbit in our palace, you can carve it according to it, I just want a little rabbit."

She sticks to it pitifully and acts like a baby, but unfortunately Wang Shuheng's heart is cold and hard, and he doesn't change his words at all. Angry Jiang Ying hit him, wrinkled her face and said angrily, "Stingy."

The two had a row, and Fuquan was a little surprised when he found him. In previous years, when the death day of the old prince was approaching, although His Highness would not say anything, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was unhappy. With Jiang Ying here this year, it was unexpected to see a smile on His Highness's face.

Although the smile was weak, Fuquan couldn't help but felt a surge of excitement, and he was more confident in what he had to report. He leaned closer and whispered something, only to see Wang Shuheng's smile gradually narrowed, staring at Jiang Ying casually and said: "Got it."

Knowing that her husband had something to deal with, Jiang Ying obediently went back to Yusheng Courtyard. As soon as she left, Wang Shuheng called Xiaojiu to go to the back door of the palace together.

It turned out that it was Tian Qixiong who discovered that Cheng Yi often wandered around the back door of the palace these days. He came the day before yesterday and came again today. He wanted to lead someone to teach Cheng Yi a lesson, but after thinking about it, he decided to report it to His Highness first. Knowing what Cheng Yi was thinking, Wang Shuheng couldn't help sneering, and took Xiaojiu Fuquan to the back door of the palace.

The back door of the Wang Mansion was next to the back door of the Jiang Mansion, and Cheng Yi was hiding there and watching from behind the wisteria. As soon as Cheng Yi returned to Lin'an, he collected and sorted out the letters and gifts he had with Jiang Ying from his home, and carried them to the palace in his arms.

He came to the palace several times, and each time the back door was tightly closed. Cheng Yi didn't know how much Jiang Ying listened to his words when he was in Baisha Town, but he always had to try his luck.

It was afternoon, the July sun was scorching the earth like a fire, and Cheng Yi was sweating on his forehead. He looked back and forth a few times, and when he was about to leave in disappointment, he suddenly found a gap in the back door of the palace.

Cheng Yi was pleasantly surprised, and when no one came out after the meeting, he tentatively asked: "Jiang Ying?" Behind the door, Wang Shuheng gestured with his eyes, and Xiaojiu understood it, imitating

Jiang Ying's voice and replied: "Yes.

" Followed by Jiang Ying's side, the voice was so lifelike, afraid that Cheng Yi would not believe it, he added on his own initiative: "What's the matter?" Cheng Yi recognized Jiang Ying's voice, and immediately let go of his guard, seeing that no one was around

. He got closer and said: "I have brought evidence, and today I will let you know that King Yuanyang is not your husband."

As he spoke, Cheng Yi took out a wooden box from his pocket and handed it in, saying: "Do you still remember when you asked me who your husband was in Baisha Town? I didn't answer at that time, because I was afraid that you wouldn't believe me. Ying, after reading these evidences, you will understand that your husband is not Yuanyang King, but me." "

It's a long story, but you are sick now, and you can't explain it in a few words. Yingying, take a good look at it." , the handwriting on the letter paper can't deceive anyone, and the gold leaf bookmark and handkerchief you gave me, I can tell the origin of everything. Yuanyang King lied to you. Do you have any sympathy when you see these things? What do you think of?"

Cheng Yi chattered endlessly outside the gate of the palace, and the three people behind the door ran out of patience, Wang Shuheng raised his hand, Xiaojiu understood, and then imitated Jiang Ying's voice and said again: "I'll see it later." After finishing speaking, he said mercilessly Close

the back door of the palace.

Wang Shuheng looked at the wooden box Cheng Yi handed over with a meaningful smile. He has no sense of morality, and he doesn't think it's wrong to peek at other people's things. When Wang Shuheng opened the wooden box, the first thing he saw was a handkerchief embroidered with orioles and birds.

The handkerchief was not very well embroidered, the oriole and the little bird were crookedly embroidered, and there was a clumsy word "Ying" left in the lower left corner, so I knew who it was without thinking.

Wang Shuheng was grinding his back molars, feeling sore for no reason, he asked: "Your second daughter embroidered this by herself?" Jiang Ying and Cheng Yi were engaged before, and Xiaojiu knew about every little thing they got along with, so she nodded and said

: "Yes, Your Highness doesn't know. This handkerchief was given to Mr. Cheng as a return gift by the second girl Jiji that year. The second girl is not good at being a female celebrity. At that time, she hurt her finger because of making this handkerchief." Xiaojiu was still pissed.

Then he said angrily: "That wolf-hearted thing, the second girl was really blind before so she fell in love with him. As long as the thing is returned, it will be kept by the servant until the second girl recovers from her illness." Before she finished speaking, Wang Shuheng said

With a snap, the wooden box was put away, and he said that the king would take care of it himself and walked away.

On the way back to Yusheng Courtyard, somehow the sour taste in Wang Shuheng's heart became stronger.

Very well, he was thinking about how to carve a rabbit for Jiang Ying, when the little girl's old lover came to swear an oath of sovereignty. Jiang Ying, a rich lady, even learned how to embroider handkerchiefs!

Cheng Yi, that bastard, what can he do!

Wang Shuheng stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve, sneered all the way back to Yusheng Courtyard.

In the bedroom, Jiang Ying, who knew nothing, was sitting at the table with rose ice balls. Seeing Wang Shuheng coming back, she greeted him happily: "Husband, do you want to eat?" Wang Shuheng avoided it indifferently, and Jiang Ying felt puzzled

. Seeing the wooden box, she asked, "What is your husband holding?"

"Stolen goods!" Wang Shuheng didn't lift her head.

Chapter 36

No matter how dull Jiang Ying was, she could still feel Wang Shuheng's subtle emotions at this moment. Subconsciously, she stopped talking about stolen goods, and instead said: "I'm not bad at drawing, I will draw a portrait of a bunny some other day, and my husband will carve it for me?" Wang Shuheng didn't agree, nor did he

say Not good, but she said meaningfully: "Sculpting takes so much effort, I should have to wait for a long time."

"I can wait."

With a smile on her face, she didn't hear Wang Shuheng's implication at all, so he could only say bluntly: "What do you give in exchange? "

Jiang Ying was taken aback, she didn't expect her husband to say that at all. If she wants a wood carving, does she need to exchange something? What's the difference between that and going out to buy. She muttered to her cheeks, not very happy: "What does my husband want?"

Wang Shuheng's lips curled up: "It's all right."

Jiang Ying didn't remember giving gifts. Fortunately, Wang Shuheng didn't urge her, so Jiang Ying decided to think about it slowly. The weather was hot and it was easy to get sleepy, so she lazily rested on the bed after a while.

After she rested, Wang Shuheng went into the study. There were many things in the wooden box Cheng Yi brought, and the handkerchief was just one of them. He sat down and opened it, taking out a piece of letter paper.

Judging from the handwriting and signature, it should be written by Jiang Ying. The letters began with Brother Cheng Yi, and they all told about trivial things in life. Wang Shuheng picked up a letter and read it: "Brother Cheng Yi, the words are like words, I will pick a few of the peach blossoms in the Shenshuiyuan, so that when you come, it will still be spring." After reading the beginning, Wang Shuheng couldn't read it

. down. The little girl Jiang Ying looked serious, why did she write letters so bitterly. He put it aside and changed it again, this time it was signed six years ago.

Six years ago, when Jiang Ying hadn't fallen into the water, Wang Shuheng opened it, and saw that it read: Brother Cheng Yi, An, the little prince next door snatched my favorite pendant a few days ago, thank you for helping me find it. That little prince looks fierce, doesn’t like to laugh, and even steals things from people. You must have suffered a lot to find the bag.” There is no doubt that the little prince who looks fierce and doesn’t like to smile is Wang Shuheng himself. Wang Shuheng pointed his

tongue The upper jaw actually laughed angrily.

Jiang Ying is so heartless, how could he have snatched her pendant back then, it was clear that she still had the pendant and he left it at the gate of Jiang's residence the next day, Cheng Yi picked up something in vain, what can he suffer?

Wang Shuheng put away the wooden box and stopped looking down. He chuckled and said, "Jiang Ying, you can do it!

" But he didn't feel that he was angry, and immediately called Xiaojiu to give some orders.

The next day was the twenty-eighth day of the seventh lunar month, and the things for worship had been prepared long ago. The wine cups, bowls and chopsticks in the ancestral hall of the palace are set up one by one, meat and vegetable rice soup, golden rice wine are all available, and the three-inch long-scented green smoke is smoked from morning to night.

Throughout the day, Wang Shuheng bowed in the ancestral hall, which is the custom of Daliang. On the anniversary of the death, the clan should eat cold food and pray for the whole day. So Jiang Ying hadn't seen her husband since she opened her eyes in the morning.

Houses and ancestral halls are important places, and idlers are not allowed to enter. But obviously, Jiang Ying didn't feel that she belonged to the idlers. At night, when the lights of the palace were dimmed, she came to the ancestral hall alone, and saw the back of Wang Shuheng kneeling from a distance.

Xia Ye was surrounded by cicadas, Jiang Ying stood at the door for a while before tiptoeing to Wang Shuheng's side. She knelt on a futon and said softly, "Husband, I will accompany you."

Fortunately, Wang Shuheng didn't say anything, just glanced at her, and then looked at the tablets of his parents and ancestors. It was not appropriate for Jiang Ying to come here, he knew it, but seeing the girl kneeling beside him with a pious expression, Wang Shuheng didn't stop her.

The ancestral hall was silent, and the candles burned quietly. Looking at these unknown tablets, Jiang Ying couldn't help asking: "Husband, what kind of person is the old prince?" Wang Shuheng raised his eyes, looked

at the cold spiritual tablet, and said: "It's not very good, but it's not bad either. Just like most fathers in the world." As he spoke, his eyes were a little softer, "but he was stricter than other fathers, always talking about family rules like military rules, and punishing them when they make mistakes when they are young, no matter who is sympathetic Don't stay."

Jiang Ying thought for a moment: "Do people like my husband make mistakes?"

In her eyes, Wang Shuheng is the embodiment of strength, who is firm and calm while being difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger. Jiang Ying couldn't imagine what it would be like for young Wang Shuheng to be punished by his father for making mistakes.

"Jiang Ying, I'm not a saint." He recalled something, with sporadic smiles in his eyes: "One time in the palace competition, I won the prince and was rewarded by the late emperor. Whoever wanted to leave the palace was beaten up by his father. You are not allowed to participate in the competition after repeated orders. In fact, I understand that he means that you are not allowed to win again, but at that time I was so arrogant that I didn't take his words seriously." "The old prince beat you, the old princess will

not Stop it?" Jiang Ying asked curiously.

Wang Shuheng laughed suddenly, his chest trembled: "They are husband and wife, they don't care about my life or death. Sometimes when we compete with each other, my mother will tell me to do it softly, so as not to hurt her husband. Bring the ointment, don’t be shy and blame your father.”

After a long distance, Jiang Ying was startled, “Is your husband like this before? It’s not the same as now.”

Wang Shuheng hummed, not whitewashing : "It is true that he is not a good person. He is arrogant and aggressive. He loves prosperity and loves the jingshe. He is like an unruly horse. He was thrown into the army at that time, and he couldn't temper his temper. He was given a little by his father In the middle of the day, I always feel that I am inferior, and I have to do things under his intimidation."

The candlelight not far away dimmed, and Wang Shuheng stood up to cheer. Jiang Ying stared at him blankly, and the calm and indifferent man in front of him seemed to have transformed into a famous young man in Bianjing. Her appearance, family background, and talent are unparalleled, and the dazzling light seems to burn people's eyes.

Inexplicably, Jiang Ying regretted that she would never have the chance to see such a young man with her own eyes.

At the same time, she was also a little confused, thinking that time is really a magical thing, it can change people completely. However, the process of rebirth must not be easy. As for the reason, Jiang Ying didn't ask any more, and told her intuitively that Wang Shuheng didn't want to talk about those things.

As if aware of what Jiang Ying was thinking, Wang Shuheng turned back and smiled, his eyes still shining, and said: "People will always change. When you grow up, you can't be sure." Jiang Ying was stunned, "I

Will I change too? Then what was I like before?"

Wang Shuheng has very little memory of Jiang Ying. He was born in Bianjing and grew up in Bianjing, and he didn't return to Lin'an many times, because of his marriage with Jiang Zhi, he also heard the old concubine talk about Jiang's house in Bianjing.

It's just that some parents are short-sighted, what about Jiang Huaiyuan's continuation, Jiang's house has an additional second lady, at that time he was interested in fame and didn't care about these things at all. Speaking of which, before returning to Lin'an this year, the two met only a handful of times. His entire impression of Jiang Ying is that she likes to cry and act like a baby.

Thinking of this, Wang Shuheng lowered her long eyelashes, looked at her and said, "You have always been like this."

It will probably be like this in the future.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ying suddenly approached and grabbed his arm, and said, "Then I will always like my husband so much from now on."

Under the dim candlelight, the girl's eyes flickered like autumn water.

Wang Shuheng's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help pinching her cheeks: "The ancestral hall enshrines the ancestor, Jiang Ying, hold your head up three feet, and you must not lie under the gods .

"

Shi Wang Shuheng had to admit that even if it was fake, it didn't sound harsh.

The two of them came out of the ancestral hall in the middle of the night, went to listen to the flower hall and hurriedly used some hot food and went back to the bedroom. In the middle of the night, a light rain suddenly fell, beating the windows rhythmically.

Wang Shuheng didn't sleep well that night. When I just came back from the ancestral hall, my sleepiness was not so deep. He closed his eyes in a daze, seemed to be asleep and then seemed to be awake, a kind of overwhelming melancholy hit him.

He had a dream, dreaming about the past.

Go back in time and go back to Tianqi forty-one years, and the palace is still full of beauty. He has only been a Zhonghou in the army for two years, and he is already the new general that people aspire to. Wang Shuheng is eager to prove himself, but the old prince has never expressed his opinion. Father and son played chess, the old prince dropped the chess pieces and walked out of the army tent. He suddenly brought their respective mounts, pointed to a mountain road and said, "Get to the top of the mountain before me. How about letting you be the deputy general in the battle of

Pingzhou?"

In order to fight, it is Xirong that they want to fight.

Wang Shuheng answered him with actions, got on his horse and galloped away. He has run that mountain road countless times, and he is very familiar with every plant and tree on the way. He heard the wind whistling in his ears, and the old prince's horse roared behind him. Wang Shuheng rode the horse faster and faster, as if he was going to fly

There is no doubt that he won the victory, but the victory of the Battle of Xirong did not come as expected.

Memories are like fragmented mirrors, and in an instant, his mother's exhortation before the expedition echoed in his ears, "When you come back from this great victory, go to Jiang's mansion to have a look." Eighteen-year-old Wang Shuheng's scalp was numb, and he took out his longbow

, Said that he would stay with the sword all his life, and there was absolutely no woman in the world who could catch his eyes. Many people around were laughing, Xi Rong is not a strong enemy, they all know that this battle must be won. In a blink of an eye, the scene changed, and many people around him were crying again. He saw the corpses in Pingzhou littered with fire.

He was born intelligent, but he never understood how the crime of defecting to the enemy was put on the head of Wangfu. When he was studying with the prince in the palace, he knew that he didn't like court. Everyone said that he was born to go to war, and Wang Shuheng also thought so. He is outstanding, and he has an innate aloofness, and he looks down on those courtiers who stir up the situation with their tongues.

Times have changed, and the 24-year-old Wang Shuheng looked back and found that he was no different from the person he hated. He is the right-hand man of today's holy majesty, his writing can move the world, and his martial arts can level the world. The Yuanyang Prince's family is so high, but he is the only one left in the family.

Since Emperor Xianwen succeeded to the throne, he actually rarely had such a dream. Perhaps it was the anniversary of his father's death tonight, and Wang Shuheng felt a little uneasy after a long absence. How hard he has been all the way, and there is no possibility of turning back. Even if you are in a high position now, you always feel like you are facing an abyss, and if you fall, you will never be able to recover.

When he was uneasy, he instinctively looked for support until his arms were full of fragrance. It was the familiar smell of oranges, and his uneasy heart gradually calmed down. He hugged him a little tighter, for fear that he would lose it if he was not careful.

When he was anxious, a pair of weak and boneless arms hugged him. Jiang Ying was not awake, but felt that she was being hugged while she was half asleep and half awake.

She hugged back, patted the other person's back, and whispered softly: "Husband, you are here."

Chapter 37

The next day, the morning light was faint, and the sky outside the window was turning blue.

Wang Shuheng sleeps lightly all year round, and this sleep is extremely relaxing. In his hazy consciousness, he realized that he had a nightmare, and he was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself. But miraculously, when he was on the verge of falling, he found support, the nightmare disappeared, and the sky was bright, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Inadvertently, he tightened his arms, and suddenly felt something strange in his arms, and the touch of his fingertips was full of soft fragrance. Wang Shuheng paused slightly, opened the brocade quilt, and in the not-so-bright morning light, unexpectedly saw a person lying in his arms.

The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, her cheeks were reddish, and three thousand hairs were pillowed under him. Not only that, but the two embraced each other in an extremely intimate gesture.

Wang Shuheng was taken aback, thinking he was still in a dream. As if his hands were on fire, he quickly retracted his eyes and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw Jiang Ying grunting and leaning closer to him, her little hands clinging to her waist were also tightened.

She lightly rubbed her chest, without realizing it, "Husband."

The sound of Husband made Wang Shuheng feel like falling into an ice cellar. He suddenly got up, and his first reaction was to look at his clothes. He was still wearing the same underwear that he usually went to bed with, and there was nothing unusual about him, and even though Jiang Ying was clinging to him tightly, he was still in good shape.

Even so, it was really shocking to Wang Shuheng. He got up and got out of bed, grabbed a coat and put it on. This action woke Jiang Ying up. She lay on the bed rubbing her eyes, obviously not knowing what happened, and asked in a daze, "Husband, are you going to wake up now?" Looking at the sky outside the window, it seemed that it was still very early

.

Wang Shuheng didn't even dare to turn around to look at her, his voice was calm but his face was full of panic, and he said, "I have something to do, you continue to sleep." "Oh." Jiang Ying didn't doubt that, given her schedule, she would be able to open her eyes this time

.

not easy. Hearing this, Guo Jin rolled over with his head covered by the quilt, and fell asleep again.

Outside, Wang Shuheng grabbed the door and entered the study. He looked neatly dressed and handsome, no different from his usual cold-hearted appearance. However, only he himself knows that the abnormality and pain in the lower abdomen cannot be fooled.

Go crazy!

Jiang Ying is a sixteen-year-old girl, how could he have such thoughts about others. After deceiving Jiang Ying to the palace, the two had close contact, but Wang Shuheng reminded himself from time to time that Jiang Ying would go to Quanzhou sooner or later. To put it bluntly, he is willing to go through the muddy waters of the Jiang Mansion, but because Jiang Huaiyuan once gave charcoal in a timely manner, or maybe because of that virtuous brother?

Inevitably, Jiang Huaiyuan's "good brother" sounded in his ears again. It's just a title, Wang Shuheng didn't care about it before, Jiang Huaiyuan just let him go if he likes it. But now, he felt that the sound of "Xiandi" weighed a thousand catties, and the pressure on his body almost made him suffocate.

Wang Shuheng didn't remember what happened last night at all. In the past, the two of them slept by themselves. It was as if there was a river between the beds, and they were clearly separated. But who crossed the line first last night, and how, it seems that these are not important now.

He concentrates, the pain and swelling under his body haven't improved, maybe it's because the two of them slept in each other's arms last night, and now Wang Shuheng's body is also stained with the girl's fragrance, making people's hearts itch.

How is it possible for a normal twenty-four-year-old man to sleep with a woman all night without any reaction? Wang Shuheng convinced himself, yes, this is the reaction a normal man should have, and he is not bad! Just bad!

Thinking about this clearly, Wang Shuheng went to the bathroom to freshen up, but this time he spent much longer in the bathroom than usual.

There was no need to go out today if there was nothing to do, but Wang Shuheng still went out. Subconsciously, he was a little afraid to face Jiang Ying. Coming out of the palace alone, he didn't think about where to go, but accidentally, he saw the gate of Jiang's mansion.

Since the second and third rooms of the Jiang family left Pingchang Street, the Jiang mansion has been vacant for a long time. Pingchang Street is the earliest street in Lin'an. It is located in a busy city and quiet in the middle of the bustling city. The location is excellent. In the past, Pingchang Street was very lively. Wangfu Jiangfu seemed like two pearls interspersed with each other, and Pingchang Street was destined to attract much attention.

Later, even if something happened to the palace and it was silent, because of the presence of the richest man in Daliang, it would not be in decline. But now, the Jiang Mansion is dying, the Wang Mansion is keeping a low profile, and Pingchang Street has lost its bustle, making it deserted early in the morning.

After it rained last night, when Wang Shuheng walked into Jiang's mansion, he already smelled a choking musty smell. He didn't come to Jiang's Mansion many times, and in his memory, apart from the accumulation of gold and jade, there was only the noise of people. However, in just a few months, weeds are overgrown, the furniture in the house is crumbling, and the windows are half-decayed. If you look carefully, spider webs have formed on the eaves and corners.

Wang Shuheng went to the Jiangfu ancestral hall, which was dilapidated as expected. At the beginning, the Jiang family's second and third householders were ordered by the government to move in a hurry, patronizing money, and did not even take away the ancestor's spiritual tablet.

The ancestral hall was dimly lit, and Jiang Huaiyuan's spiritual tablet was placed in the front. Wang Shuheng picked up the fire folder and lit the three sticks of incense and put it on. Looking at Jiang Huaiyuan's spiritual seat, he didn't know how to speak, and after a while he said quietly: "Jiang Ying is fine now. If she wants, the king will always protect her, but" just in what way

? It's impossible to tell her identity.

Wang Shuheng was very confused. If a few months ago, he could swear that Jiang Ying had nothing to do with him, but now for some reason, he always feels that this statement lacks confidence.

While he was meditating, he suddenly heard a noise from the next door. Wang Shuheng's eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Who!"

He chased out, only to see that there was no one around. Out of caution, Wang Shuheng searched around the ancestral hall a few more times, and turned back when he found nothing unusual.

When she returned to Yusheng Courtyard, Xiaojiu waited on Jiang Ying to finish her grooming. She has a lazy nature, and it is common for her to sleep until she is exposed to the sun. Jiang Ying stared at the bed in a daze. She slept in a daze last night and didn't know what happened. She just vaguely remembered that her husband got up very early this morning.

When she woke up, she was no different from usual. She was wrapped in a small quilt and occupied half of the bed. She stared blankly at the place where Wang Shuheng had slept on the outside for a while, and then got up to wash up.

Dressing up Jiang Ying is Xiaojiu's great hobby. In her opinion, dressing up a beautiful woman like the second girl is quite fulfilling. Looking at Jiang Ying's peach-like face, she can feel good all day. Jiang Ying was wearing a green smoked sweater today, and now she was standing at the door of the bedroom. She looked up and saw Wang Shuheng, her eyes lit up, and she ran towards him coquettishly and timidly: "Husband." As usual, she wore a pair of

clothes around her waist.

hand. It is usually difficult to see Wang Shuheng at this time, Jiang Ying hugged him and looked up, "Why did my husband come back so early? Are you all right today?"

"It's really all right."

The girl became more and more happy, and she hugged her tightly: "It's good, that husband can stay with me for a while."

Wang Shuheng was going to the study, and Jiang Ying was also clamoring to go. The two walked into the study step by step, Xiaojiu looked at it from a distance and her heart skipped a beat, why did she feel that the relationship between the two was getting more and more strange. In the past, if the second girl wanted to go into the study room, His Highness would definitely fool her by saying something was wrong, but today, when she actually

heard that Jiang Ying was in the palace, Xiaojiu had doubts. An accident happened in Jiang's house, why did King Yuanyang help Jiang Ying? It is inevitable that people will think too much if they are not relatives or relatives. But firstly, there was no other way at the time, and secondly, Xiaojiu saw that King Yuanyang treated Jiang Ying really well, and restrained himself from being polite. His Highness silently avoided the second girl's closeness several times, and Xiaojiu was at ease again. some.

Xiaojiu is actually about the same age as Jiang Ying, and she doesn't understand the relationship between men and women. She just felt weird, but couldn't tell where it was. It would be great if Fuling was here. Fuling is a little older and knows a lot, so she will definitely be able to answer questions.

Thinking of this, Xiaojiu and others became impatient. Although the palace is very good, it is not a home after all. She hoped that Fuling could come to An with her cousin as soon as possible

. Father played chess and discussed the art of war. Whenever the art of war was mentioned, the father and son would always quarrel. At this time, the old princess would come into the room with snacks and talk about big things before she left. However, once the old princess entered the room, she could always stay until night.

Wang Shuheng is the only child in the palace. The old prince Qingjing has only one person in his life. His two uncles are still young and have never married.

The study room is piled up with books, some of which are not commonly used have been covered with dust, and the two desks and a soft couch look a bit old. In fact, after returning to Lin'an, Fuquan wanted to renovate the study several times, but was stopped by Wang Shuheng, and only let people clean it casually, and the pendants were still the same as before.

This is a place Jiang Ying has never set foot in. She did not dare to move after she followed in. She saw Wang Shuheng pointing to a row of ebony bookcases and said, "Find what books you want to read by yourself."

Jiang Ying was sent to the academy at the age of five, and her poems and songs are not a problem. Before she fell into the water, she actually liked to read and write, but then she stopped going to the academy. She touched it with her fingertips and searched carefully one by one. Unfortunately, most of the books in the collection were on the art of war. Jiang Ying could understand poetry, but she knew nothing about the art of war.

She sneaked a glance at Wang Shuheng, who sat down at the desk with a focused expression, so he naturally wouldn't pay attention to her side. Jiang Ying didn't want to cause trouble to her husband, so she thought it would be better to study the art of war, although it was cloudy. She randomly pulled out a book and was about to leave when she suddenly saw a travel note called "Ci Yun Fu" placed on the top shelf of the bookcase.

Travel notes are much more interesting than military books. Jiang Ying was overjoyed and immediately reached for it. It's a pity that the ebony bookcase was so tall that Jiang Ying couldn't reach it by standing on her tiptoes. She didn't dare to disturb her hardworking husband, and she tried a few more times, but it was still in vain.

When Jiang Ying was getting discouraged, a shadow suddenly fell over her head, she turned around in surprise, and bumped into Wang Shuheng's chest.

She is above average in stature among women, but she is much smaller in front of Wang Shuheng. As the man approached, Jiang Ying was naturally pressed against the bookcase. Her heart was pounding, her face was flushed, and when she raised her head slightly, she could see the man's smooth jawline and protruding Adam's apple.

Is the man's Adam's apple so big?

For some reason, she felt that her throat was dry and itchy, and she couldn't help reaching out to touch her flat neck. Wang Shuheng had already leaned over, his voice seemed a little lower than usual, and he asked, "Which book do you want to read?" "

Just that travel note." Jiang Ying realized that she had stuttered again when she opened her mouth.

Compared with her, Wang Shuheng was taller, and the things on the top shelf of the bookcase were easy for him. He raised his hand, and his body moved closer. Jiang Ying's back was tightly pressed against the bookcase, and she felt that she was about to suffocate.

There is a faint black agarwood on the man's body in the breath, Wang Shuheng said: "There are three travel notes, the second rhyme and miscellaneous notes, and the West Lake Seeking Dreams, do you want it?" This kind of proximity to Jiang Ying is torture, she raised her

hand Stopping Wang Shuheng's movements, he lowered his eyes and said, "Husband, can I take it myself."

"Is it enough?" Wang Shuheng seemed to be smiling.

Jiang Ying pursed her thin lips, a little embarrassed. She felt that she was so disappointed, it was obvious that the other party was just holding the book for her, why was she blushing? Her heart was beating like thunder, beating so violently that I could hear it.

She raised her head and looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, "I'll use a round stool as a cushion." She didn't intend to trouble her husband.

When her breathing was not smooth, Wang Shuheng finally took a few steps back. Jiang Ying took a deep breath to calm her mind. She was about to move the round stool when Wang Shuheng suddenly stopped her.

I saw Wang Shuheng bent down and hugged Jiang Ying's calf, and when she stood up, her eyes suddenly rose. The sudden movement frightened Jiang Ying into a scream, and reflexively wrapped her arms around Wang Shuheng.

This was very abrupt, but Wang Shuheng didn't say anything, instead, he let Jiang Ying lean on his shoulder with great understanding, and this time it was finally stable.

He is a tall man, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, just like a young man, full of energy, Wang Shuheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and signaled: "Which book do you want, you can choose it yourself." Jiang Ying's face turned redder this time

, She quickly took down the next book and struggled for a while before Wang Shuheng let her fall to the ground.

Seeing her blushing, Wang Shuheng asked, "Are you hot?"

"Isn't your husband hot?"

It's midsummer, isn't it normal to be hot? Wang Shuheng said, "It's a little bit."

Both of them were not talking, and the air was filled with unknown feelings. Fortunately, after a while, Wang Shuheng returned to his seat and continued to read his book of war. After calming down, Jiang Ying moved a round stool and sat beside him.

The two look at each other, and neither disturbs the other. The "Ci Yun Fu" in Jiang Ying's hand is a travelogue written by someone unknown, and it contains what he saw and heard when he visited the mountains and rivers.

The travel notes are really wonderful, with gorgeous and vivid rhetoric, but some words are uncommon. After all, Jiang Ying hadn't been to the academy for several years, so she pointed to a passage on the page and asked, "Husband, what's the meaning of this passage? I can't read it." She approached with the book in her hand, and Wang Shuheng smelled the faint fragrance,

faintly The strands penetrated into the lungs, Wang Shuheng was a little greedy.

Jiang Ying was lying on the desk, her chin resting on her hands, and a light white little finger pointed at something she couldn't understand, waiting for his answer.

Wang Shuheng focused again. He glanced at it and said: "This is the work of Li Linbing, the prime minister of the former dynasty. After leaving the officialdom, he lived in Quanzhou for seventeen years. He is known as a lonely wanderer. This article tells about his visit to the Qinquan Pavilion in Jiuri Mountain in winter. I saw jagged rocks, bamboo strings and dead trees, and the sound of lingling from the deep stream, which echoed the sound of the piano in Xuanzhong."

Halfway through the speech, his voice stopped slowly, because Jiang Ying was staring at him intently, wondering if he was listening. Wang Shuheng arched her index finger and tapped her forehead lightly. Jiang Ying realized that she was distracted, and smiled at him embarrassedly while covering her forehead.

The girl's delicate smile is dazzling. Wang Shuheng asked: "Do you understand?" Seeing Jiang Ying nodding, he said: "Repeat it for me.

" Character. Jiang Ying smiled twice, closed the book, and asked: "My husband said that the former prime minister lived in Quanzhou for a long time. I read that not only Jiuri Mountain but also the scenic spot of Lianhua Peak are written in the book. What do you mean by the moon dawn and the wind fall? Bailian, there is nothing in the world that dares to compete for beauty. Where is Quanzhou? Is it really that good?" Whether Quanzhou is good or not, it is difficult for Wang Shuheng to judge, and he said truthfully: "I am not familiar with the southeast, but more people go to the north

and south." When Jiang Ying heard this, she became more and more reluctant to read, and pestered

him: "Then tell me about the places you have been to. Is it fun?"

There are excellent views and no one appreciates them. But seeing that she was very interested, Wang Shuheng picked some and said: "Last year in northern Xinjiang, I rode a horse to Tianshan Mountain. In May, the mountains were still full of snow, and the wind was strong and there was no vegetation. Although it was vast and lonely, it was also It's a good place to ride a horse, and it's very enjoyable to run for dozens of miles in one breath."

Jiang Ying is very envious that her husband has been to such a good place, unlike her, it seems that the farthest place she has been to is Baisha Town. "My husband will go out in the future, can you take me with you?"

"Wait a while." Wang Shuheng replied ambiguously.

Jiang Ying suggested: "Where are we going? Northern Xinjiang?"

She was in high spirits, but Wang Shuheng was thinking about other things. I heard from Xiaojiu that Quanzhou Biaozi and Jiang Ying had a very good relationship since childhood, and Jiang Huaiyuan also intends to move to Quanzhou. Thinking about it this way, Jiang Ying must have an impression of Quanzhou.

"Perhaps, you want to go to Quanzhou?" Wang Shuheng probed, "The Jiuri Mountain and Lianhua Peak in Quanzhou are also very good to hear." Unexpectedly, Jiang Ying shook her head and said seriously: "My husband, how do you know that I want to go to Quanzhou,

but Isn’t it somewhere else? No matter how good Jiu’an Mountain and Lianhua Peak are, I’ve read them in the book. Quanzhou sounds interesting, but maybe it’s just people exaggerating.” “Of course, if my husband wants to go to Quanzhou, I’m

not I can't accompany you. I will go wherever my husband is going."

For the first time, Wang Shuheng was shaken by the idea of ​​sending Jiang Ying to Quanzhou. Thinking about it, this is indeed the case. Going to Quanzhou was planned by others from the beginning, and no one knew what Jiang Ying was thinking.

If she didn't want to, of course Wang Shuheng would not send her away forcibly. The palace is so big, it is more than enough to pretend to be a Jiang Ying. No matter how much Jiang Ying can spend money, he can afford it.

After flipping through the book for a while, Jiang Ying became sleepy, drooping her head little by little. Seeing this, Wang Shuheng gently raised her chin and said, "Go back to the house and sleep."

She is a slob, sleepy in spring and summer, even so, she still opens her eyes and leans against him: "I want to be with my husband. Husband reads a book." , I will sleep next to my husband."

It was not the first time for Wang Shuheng to experience Jiang Ying's clinginess. He sighed, and had no choice but to adjust his posture, let Jiang Ying rest on his legs, and took a thin blanket from the soft couch beside her to cover her body.

The girl lay motionless on his lap, and after a while, there was the sound of even breathing. When Wang Shuheng reads, he always focuses on ten lines at a glance. But with a woman on his lap, he gradually became distracted.

There were obviously no obscure words or sentences in the book, but he couldn't concentrate, and his eyes frequently turned to the side of the girl on his lap.

She was sleeping extremely peacefully, her skin was white jade, her cheeks were slightly rosy, and her black hair drooped like a waterfall. Because the whole person was defenseless, the small mouth of the cherry was slightly opened, and the vermilion was seductive to pick.

Looking at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, Wang Shuheng couldn't help stroking the tips of her ears with his fingers. It was as delicate and soft as he had imagined, and he didn't dare to use force for fear of waking Jiang Ying up.

Wang Shuheng put down his books, and he found that things didn't seem to be very good.

Chapter 38

The season has entered the rainy season, and the city of Lin'an has been cloudy and rainy for several days. This year coincided with Daliang's five-year tenure change, the officials were sent out, and they returned to Beijing in time for August. A new group of people in the government office inevitably piled up affairs, so Wang Shuheng was often busy until late at night.

It was already Haishi after finishing official duties that day. Seeing Wang Shuheng closing the document, closing his eyes and rubbing his head with his fingertips, Fuquan brought a hot meal, and said thoughtfully: "Your Highness, it's time for dinner." At this time, the government office

There was no one there anymore, Wang Shuheng opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a stack of sweet-scented osmanthus rolls, glutinous rice chicken nuggets and fish soup, the dishes were exquisite and could not be from the government office.

Fuquan smiled, and said nicely: "Nothing can be hidden from your Highness's eyes. The dinner was brought by the second girl, who asked Xiaojiu, saying that no matter how busy you are, you can't miss it. Your subordinate has been keeping it in the kitchen, and it's still hot .”

Actually, even if Fuquan didn’t say anything, Wang Shuheng could guess a thing or two. Jiang Ying is fond of sweets, and dessert is a must for every meal, and this sweet-scented osmanthus roll is her favorite recently.

Wang Shuheng didn't like sweets very much, but he picked up a piece and tasted it. While eating, he flipped through the recent transfer list, and unexpectedly saw a familiar name: Minghong.

The Ming family was a high school in Bianjing, and Ming Haiji was famous as a Confucian for one generation, but he was the teacher of three generations of emperors. His sons and grandsons are also outstanding talents, and now they are all the mainstays of the court. When Wang Shuheng was a teenager, he studied with the East Palace, and learned from Ming Haiji under the same teacher as the former prince. These years, he has always had a good relationship with the Ming family.

Given the power of the Ming family in the court, it was not Minghong's turn to let the officials out. Since he was on the list of the new magistrate of Lin'an, Wang Shuheng guessed that Minghong should invite him.

Now that he has lived in Lin'an for a long time, it is natural for people to come to Lin'an to show their friendship as a landlord. Wang Shuheng ordered Fuquan to hold a banquet in Bai'an Tower in a few days.

It was late at night when he returned to the palace, and the bedroom was still brightly lit, obviously someone was waiting for him. When Wang Shuheng finished washing and entered the bedroom, he saw that Jiang Ying was still awake.

The girl was wearing thin single clothes, her shoulders were slashed, her waist was plain and her eyes were bright. Seeing him coming back, she got up from the couch with a smile, and called out with a smile, "Husband." Wang Shuheng rolled over on the couch, covering her slender waist with a brocade quilt

. Wrapped in a small quilt, Jiang Ying moved closer and said, "Husband Xiumu tomorrow, shall we go for a walk?"

"How do you know that I will take a rest tomorrow?"

Jiang Ying smiled triumphantly, "I have observed that my husband is at home every tenth day, what is it other than taking a rest?" Uncontrollably, Wang Shuheng arched his index finger and scraped the tip of

Jiang Ying's nose, "Little slick, don't you like to go out on weekdays? Why do you think about it again?"

Jiang Ying moved her head up and rubbed the side of Wang Shuheng's face affectionately with the tip of her nose, "I want to change my clothes when they are old, and jewelry It's not fashionable anymore. It rained continuously for so many days, I feel like a grass, and it will sprout if I don't go out for a walk." She said she was wronged, and Wang Shuheng felt hot for no reason when she rubbed the tip of her ear, and pushed him away.

agree to come down.

The weather the next day was surprisingly good, and the sky, which had been overcast for a long time, rarely cleared up. When the two of them went out, Fu Quan whispered something in Wang Shuheng's ear, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled, helped Jiang Ying into the carriage, and said, "Let's go to a play first, and then go shopping with you." Jiang Ying said

to Watching the theater has always lacked interest, but it's okay if the husband wants to watch her accompany him. After getting out of the car, she was still wearing the veiled hat, and the two entered a theater building, and the waiter led them to a private seat. The private seats here are separated by screens, and you can see the vague shadow of the neighbor next door, and the voices of the people talking come and go.

Jiang Ying was about to ask her husband what show he was watching today, when Wang Shuheng smiled mysteriously, looking towards the next room with meaning in his eyes. Jiang Ying looked in the direction of his gaze, and felt that the man next door looked familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen him.

Not long after, a few female relatives floated in next door, all dressed in light gauze dresses, with graceful figures. The man stood up abruptly, and said: "I came here for an appointment, not for pleasure. Please leave the girls quickly and don't disturb the business." As soon as these words came out, Jiang Ying recognized Cheng Yi

. The one who pestered herself, saying that her husband was not His Highness.

If she hadn't met here, Jiang Ying would hardly remember this person. She moved close to Wang Shuheng's ear and whispered a complaint: "It's him, trying to provoke our relationship." Remembering that she had followed Cheng Yi's instructions to find Wang Shuheng, Jiang Ying said suspiciously: "He is a strange person. He used to help me find a husband, but later he said that my husband is not my husband. His words and deeds are inconsistent, and there may be something wrong with his brain." Wang Shuheng followed her words and smiled: "He really has a

brain Not good, just stay away from him in the future."

On the other side of the screen, Cheng Yi was already unhappy. He and Jiang Ying made an appointment to meet and discuss in detail today. How could these women who came out of nowhere talk about it in the presence. The key point is that these women don't take hard and soft words, and they just can't be driven away.

When Cheng Yi was growing up, a servant outside came to report and said eagerly, "Mr. Cheng, a young girl came outside and said she wanted to see you. This is the younger one." When Cheng Yi heard this, he subconsciously thought it was Jiang Ying. He was planning to change places, but the servant had already led the woman in.

Looking from far to near, Cheng Yi's scalp tightened when he saw the person coming. The person who made an appointment with him was obviously Jiang Ying, how could Jiang Yu appear here.

A few days ago, the second and third bedrooms of Jiang's residence moved out of Pingchang Street and lived in a house on the outskirts of the city. Due to lack of money, a group of servants were dismissed. The Jiang family had a hard time, Jiang Yu lost his support in the Cheng family, and it is conceivable that life is difficult.

I saw that she was wearing a plain skirt, and she didn't wear any jewelry on her body, only a jade hairpin was inserted obliquely on her head. Coupled with the perennial sickness and pale lips, she looks lifeless, as if she is ten years older than before.

Cheng Yi has been restless lately, how could Jiang Yu, who is the person next to him, not feel it. She didn't think much about it at first, Cheng Yi was a man Jiang Yu thought he could trust. Unexpectedly, this guy spent less and less time at home, and sometimes she couldn't see anyone even when she went to the academy, so Jiang Yu felt a sense of crisis.

When Cheng Yi went out today, Jiang Yu deliberately kept an eye on her. She asked someone to follow Cheng Yi, and rushed over as soon as she heard that Cheng Yi was in the theater.

Lin'an theater is a place to spend money to have fun, no wonder she thinks too much, Cheng Yi's coming to this kind of place is really suspicious given the situation of the Cheng family. Sure enough, when Jiang Yu entered the room to see the situation clearly, his face completely collapsed.

People came and went in the theater, Jiang Yu shed tears in public, she bit her white lips tightly, choked up and said, "Cheng Yi! Who are they?"

Cheng Yi managed to get away from the crowd of women, and his face was also ugly extreme. He never thought that Jiang Yu would follow him.

In front of everyone, Cheng Yi didn't want to lose face, so he grabbed Jiang Yu's wrist and left in a hurry. Because the last time Jiang Huaiyuan made a big fuss in Gongxi Residence, many people not only knew Cheng Yi and Jiang Yu, but also knew about the affair between the two of them.

Jiang Yu couldn't hold back his tears at this moment, and he couldn't stop crying and questioning: "Are you tired of me? Who promised me to live forever and protect each other for the rest of my life? Cheng Yi, your conscience has been eaten by a dog! "

She said it harshly, which made Cheng Yi really embarrassed, and everyone around her looked sideways and whispered: "It's only been a

while since Mr. Cheng went out to have fun, he really is ungrateful. Such a man can actually make Jiang's five girls Fighting with my sister is really blind!"

"Such a man at the stall, fifth girl, is doing it to herself. Her reputation has been ruined and her innocence is gone. She has only gone to Cheng's house for a few months." Of course, there are also those who speak for Cheng Yi,

" It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but the Jiang family's five girls are too jealous." For

a while, there were rumors and rumors. But obviously, this play is much more exciting than "The Butterfly Lovers" on stage. Cheng Yi walked away angrily, and Jiang Yu followed, wiping away tears. She turned her head and accidentally saw a familiar figure above the theater.

The woman is wearing a water lotus-colored belt, and the skirt is winding and gorgeous. The elegant and elegant temperament is unforgettable. Although he couldn't see his face clearly with the veiled hat on, Jiang Yu felt that he had seen this person somewhere before. She didn't have time to think, and the pointing around made her feel extremely ashamed.

As the man walked away, the surrounding discussions did not stop. Jiang Ying leaned on Wang Shuheng's shoulder and said in surprise: "That man has a family background, but he still goes out to have fun. He is really not a good man. I even talked to him before." "

She looked remorseful, as if Cheng Yi was some kind of pestilence god, who would hate him for even the slightest relationship.

Wang Shuheng smiled and dragged the man up, "Stay away from him in the future, remember?"

"Yeah." Jiang Ying nodded very solemnly. Not only was that man bad, but he was also full of nonsense. She would hide from such a dangerous person in the future far away.

In comparison, her husband's character and appearance are as pine as jade, and Jiang Ying likes it more and more when she thinks about it.

She stuck to it and kept inseparable, and the two of them went out from the theater to visit the tailor shop. The shopkeeper of the clothing store was a woman in her thirties with sharp eyes. Seeing the intimacy between the two, she immediately greeted her warmly.

Wang Shuheng didn't have any experience of shopping with women, so Xiaojiu accompanied Jiang Ying to pick them up, and she waited by herself. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ying came out with two pieces of clothing in her hand, shook her head and said to him, "The others are not good-looking.

" Seeing that the two of them were dressed with extraordinary temperament, they only had money written on their faces, and they made up their minds to make a fortune from Wang Shuheng.

The female shopkeeper stopped the two of them and said with a smile, "Let's have a look again."

"There's nothing to look at," Jiang Ying said.

The shopkeeper Liu Yemei raised her eyebrows, and dragged the two of them to the next room, saying: "There are more here, you two have a look." As he said, he elbowed Wang Shuheng: "Many young masters like to buy things from me.

After bringing the two of them into the room, the female shopkeeper exited with great insight, and hinted at Wang Shuheng to choose slowly with her eyes . The light in the room is not too bright. After the eyes get used to it, the clothes in the room gradually appear clearly.

It turns out that this room is filled with women's obscene clothes and trousers in various styles. Wang Shuheng lowered his eyes subconsciously to leave, but Jiang Ying's attention was attracted.

The clothes displayed here are obviously not ordinary obscene clothes. If there is something different to say, it is probably because the fabric is less. Curious, Jiang Ying pointed to one of the sets and asked, "Husband, why are the obscene clothes here so small?"

How could Wang Shuheng know. However, the prosperous and powerful people in Bianjing will have fun, and I heard that some people like women to wear bold obscene clothes when they do that. This is the first time he has seen it.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he blindfolded Jiang Ying and wanted to take her out. Unexpectedly, when the shopkeeper came in with a silver tray, he flattered Wang Shuheng and said, "My lord, there are many good things here. For example, this Burmese bell, first soak it in hot water to make it vibrate." , and then"

Wang Shuheng didn't understand the use of this thing at first, but there was something he didn't understand when he heard this. Now he only hates entering this store, what a shame it is to prostitute himself in the daytime.

However, Jiang Ying was too curious, so Wang Shuheng covered her eyes. When she heard He Ling, she said, "Bring me to see." "

Don't look!" Limbs leave quickly.

The female shopkeeper who had lost a piece of business put down her things unhappily, and said with a snort: "Husband and wife are still shy, really." Jiang Ying was almost carried out of the shop by Wang Shuheng

. But right now Wang Shuheng looks too fierce, she dare not ask.

With this experience, Wang Shuheng did not dare to follow Jiang Ying when she went shopping next time. He waited at the door, and waited until Jiang Ying had finished shopping before going in to pay with a blank expression, wondering whether Jiang Ying had done something wrong.

After shopping for half a day before returning, Wang Shuheng carried Jiang Ying into the carriage, and just as he was about to leave, someone called him from behind: "Ming Che—" Wang Shuheng turned around and saw a carriage wrapped in silk parked on the side of the street

. Hong lifted the light blue crepe and was smiling at him. It was around this time that Ming Hong took office in Lin'an. He got out of the car and walked towards Wang Shuheng.

The two hadn't seen each other for several months, and naturally some pleasantries were indispensable. But facing the street is not a place to talk, so we agreed to meet tomorrow in Bai'an Building.

After leaving, a person emerged from the carriage behind Minghong. It was a woman, dressed in peony emerald green smoked gauze robe, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, her temperament was orchid, and her gestures were dignified.

She called: "Brother."

This person is Ming Hong's younger sister Ming Xuan, a well-known lady in Bianjing. This time, Minghong left Beijing to take up his post, but for some reason he followed him.

When Mingxuan got out of the car, many passers-by looked at her. She didn't realize it, she just stared at the direction where the palace carriage was leaving thoughtfully, Minghong joked: "What's the hurry? I brought you to Laian, but also made you invisible?" In fact, just now Mingxuan

thought Brother Tong got out of the car to see Wang Shuheng, but Ke Minghong shook his head and stopped her. After thinking about it, Ming Xuan felt that she did it deliberately, since she is a lady from a famous family, it would be a joke if she chased someone from Bianjing to Lin'an and spread the word.

"Your Highness has always been used to riding a horse when traveling, why did you change to a car this time?"

Seeing her lost, Minghong comforted her and said, "I know what you are thinking, but Mingche is not a person who indulges in the love of children. How many women did the Holy Majesty find in Bianjing?" He can't even look down on him, could it be possible to catch someone's attention in Lin'an?"

Ming Xuan didn't like to hear these words, because she was on the list that Wang Shuheng didn't like at the beginning. It's just that the Ming family has a high family, and the Holy Majesty said that Wang Shuheng was a little bit thin when he said it was unintentional.

A girl from the Ming family married to Lin'an two years ago. This time, Mingxuan came here in the name of visiting her sister, but Minghong knew who she was coming for. Thinking that the person his sister admires is notoriously unmoved, Ming Hong has a headache.

Back at the palace, Jiang Ying and Xiaojiu packed up their things and went to Tinghuatang for dinner. When they arrived, Wang Shuheng was reading a letter, perhaps the facts described in the letter were distressing, and he frowned slightly with a serious face.

Jiang Ying sat down beside him, and asked intimately, "What's the matter? What's wrong with your husband?"

Wang Shuheng closed the letter, not knowing how to tell Jiang Ying about it. Tian Qixiong, who was standing by the side, saw this and thoughtfully said: "It's not difficult, it's a good thing. A letter from the Yao family in Quanzhou said that the second son Yao Jingqian had set off a month ago, and he should arrive in Lin'an soon." Quanzhou

? Yao family?

Several unfamiliar words popped up, and Jiang Ying was at a loss.

But Xiaojiu was so happy that he forgot the rules: "Really? Biaozi is really here? Does the letter mention when he will arrive, and there are Poria cocos?" A series of questions seemed to be falling beans, and Xiaojiu hadn't finished asking

. He was the first to feel Wang Yuanyang's frosty gaze, and told her to shut up with a silent warning.

Xiaojiu paused, and Jiang Ying then asked: "Who is the Yao family in Quanzhou? Are you relatives of your husband?"

Wang Shuheng glanced at Tian Qixiong, and said lightly: "Speak up!"

Chapter 39

Under the moonlight at Lin'an Wharf, a ship slowly floated in. During the rainy season, the wharf was a bit deserted, and several women huddled together in a corner to talk.

"The Jiang family is at the end of their fortunes. Accidents happen one after another. Today, the theater building is so noisy." The woman pointed to an open space on the pier and said, "It's been a long time since Jiang's family has been in business. Without Jiang Huaiyuan, I guess It is impossible for the Jiang family to get up again."

Another woman answered: "Isn't it true that the second girl is missing after Mr. Jiang left, although the Jiang family kept this matter secret, but how long has the second girl Jiang gone?" I didn’t show up in Lin’an anymore, maybe I was kidnapped and taken to some remote place to be a concubine and give birth to a baby.” In

the past, Jiang’s every move attracted attention when he was in prosperity, but now it’s natural for some people to gloat about their misfortune. Hearing about the tragic experience of the second girl Jiang, several people shook their heads again and again, regretting: "Then can the second girl Jiang be found?

" I’m willing to take her in, but I’m afraid it will end up in a hasty marriage.”

“Anyway, she’s a fool, if she loses it, she loses it.”

A group of women were talking about it, when suddenly the boat stopped and walked down for a few minutes in the moonlight. silhouette. The leading man was dressed in snow-white satin, and his figure was very tall. At this time, the sky was drizzling, and the man in white was holding an umbrella, walking towards this side with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Several aunts, I have a question I want to ask when I first came here. I wonder if I can answer it?"

As they got closer, the women could see the appearance of the man in white clearly. About 20 years old, with a handsome face, a strong bookish air all over his body, with a gentle smile and a three-pointed smile, the appearance that girls would like at first glance.

Being asked for advice by such a handsome man, the women looked at each other with some embarrassment. They made a living doing menial jobs at the pier all year round, and they only thought that the scholar wanted to ask for directions, so they said generously, "Young Lord, you can ask whatever you want. We have lived here for several years, and we can guarantee that we will know everything big and small in Lin'an." Yes."

Someone echoed, "Yes, yes."

The man in white was very polite and said, "How wide is the river in front of you? How big is the nearest sea to Lin'an?"

When the women were questioned, they looked at each other and became rude: "Why do you ask this? How wide is the river and how big is the sea? What does it matter to you?

" A woman said bitterly.

The white-clothed man was not annoyed, with a straight posture, and said: "It really has nothing to do with me. However, seeing that the aunts are too busy, living in poverty, they still have the energy to care about Miss Jiang's whereabouts. So I thought that you both want to worry about other people's affairs." , I must know how wide the river is."

The women were confused by what he said, and it took a long time to realize that the man scolded them for being too wide. These women usually like to gossip, because they themselves are not doing well, and they are especially happy to see other people's misery.

The white-clothed man said calmly again: "Summer worms can't talk about ice, and well frogs can't talk about seas. A certain person thinks that people should put themselves first and not meddle in other people's business. As far as I know, even if something happens to Jiang's house, the family's wealth will last forever." It can't be spent, and the second girl doesn't need to work hard like you. You have a few pennies in your pocket, but you worry about other people's wealth

. The scholar was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to refute. This jade-faced young man looked elegant, but his mouth was sharp. He not only scolded them for being nosy, but also called them poor, it was unbearable.

The crowd suddenly exploded, and the ladies rolled up their sleeves and they were about to make a move. A servant behind him suddenly said: "My lord, I still have to go to the Yuanyang Palace tomorrow, so come back earlier." Hearing the name of the Yuanyang Palace

, No matter how angry those women were, they died down. King Yuanyang is a close minister of the Son of Heaven, just hearing his name makes him cowardly, so he has no choice but to withdraw in resentment.

Not long after, a group of people got into the carriage and slowly disappeared into the night.

The white-clothed man just now is the eldest son of Quanzhou Zhou Tong, Yao Jingqian, and Jiang Ying's cousin. Yao Jingqian was 20 years old, he was the 192nd Jinshi in Quanzhou, and he was admitted to the Imperial Academy in high school last year. Not long ago when I went back to Quanzhou to worship the ancestors, it happened that Fuling came to visit. When she learned that Jiang Huaiyuan had an accident, she came to pick up Jiang Ying.

In addition to Fuling, Yao Jingqian's younger sister, Yao Qingshu, was traveling with her this time. The three set off from Quanzhou and finally arrived in Lin'an after more than a month.

Along the way, Fu Ling was terrified, and said: "The second girl was still at home when the servant left. Who would have thought that such an accident would happen in Jiang's mansion in just three months. If Xiaojiu hadn't written to inform me, the servant would never have thought that the second girl would be in the palace." Yuan

Yang Wang and Jiang's mansion are not relatives, and Jiang Zhi's hatred exists, so it is strange to keep Jiang Ying in the mansion suddenly, Fu Ling always feels that it will not be smooth to take the second girl away this time.

Compared with Fu Ling, Yao Jingqian is much calmer, he always has a gentle smile on his face, as if he can handle everything with ease. He leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said: "Don't worry, everything will be clear when I go to the palace tomorrow."

That night, Jiang Ying couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning. Hearing that she still has relatives in Quanzhou, she has turned from initial shock to calm. She didn't remember anything, but she believed what her husband said.

But Jiang Ying always felt that something was wrong. She couldn't figure out why Xiaojiu was so happy when she heard that Yao's cousin was coming, and why her husband was so unhappy all night.

When Jiang Ying opened her eyes and lost sleep, Wang Shuheng was also awake. In the darkness, he suddenly asked: "Jiang Ying! Do you want to go to Quanzhou?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ying was startled, turned around and said, "Is your husband going too?"

"I won't."

Jiang Ying replied naturally: "Then I Not going either."

Wang Shuheng turned around, and in the darkness, the two faced each other and saw the vague outline of each other. Hearing that Jiang Ying said that she didn't want to go to Quanzhou, the tight string in Wang Shuheng's heart was loosened, and her breathing became much lighter.

During this period of time, many things happened, and it was his heart that forced him to go. Wang Shuheng had an answer in his heart, and he reached out to stroke Jiang Ying's face.

"Husband, I'm not going anywhere."

Wang Shuheng curled his lips slightly, and said, "Understood, then stay by my side."

The two of them looked at each other in silence, and Jiang Ying still didn't feel sleepy after a while, so she moved closer and whispered Said: "I don't know why I'm flustered and can't sleep. Husband, can I get closer to you?"

After getting along for such a long time, Jiang Ying knew that her husband didn't like being too close when sleeping. Usually she pays special attention, wraps up in a small quilt and does not dare to move around, but today an unknown panic enveloped her, as if she would be abandoned in the next second.

Jiang Ying's voice was thin and pitiful: "Husband, just get closer, just a little bit." Unexpectedly, Wang Shuheng suddenly lifted

her brocade quilt and said to her, "Come in."

Jiang Ying was stunned, but she didn't I want to lie in the same bed with my husband, but since my husband invites her, it's hard to refuse, right? At this time, Jiang Ying pretended to be hypocritical, coyly: "Is it really possible?"

Wang Shuheng was a little speechless, didn't this girl ask for it? "Forget it if you don't want to."

Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly felt a small thing rolling under the quilt. Jiang Ying approached at an extremely fast speed, without giving him a chance to repent. When Wang Shuheng realized, Jiang Ying was already lying beside her.

It's strange to say, usually she always hoped to get closer to her husband, but when it came time to get close, Jiang Ying suddenly became nervous. The man's body temperature seemed to be much higher than hers, and it was warm under the quilt. Jiang Ying felt at ease, but at the same time her hands and feet were bound, and she didn't even dare to straighten her feet.

Sensing her nervousness, Wang Shuheng smiled: "You're scared."

His tone was very sure, and Jiang Ying blushed, but luckily it was dark and she couldn't see. Wang Shuheng teased her again: "Weren't you very capable in the past? Why are

you so cowardly?"

Wang Shuheng suddenly stood up and suppressed her, almost covering her body. Jiang Ying heard the other party's heavy breathing and subconsciously remained motionless.

The beauty obediently lay under her body, and Wang Shuheng didn't know what he was going to do. He didn't care about anything, and slowly approached Jiang Ying's ear, whispering: "Don't move, I want to verify one thing."

Jiang Ying was about to ask what to verify when her lips were sucked.

She felt a shudder all over her body, and what was even more terrible was that the other party seemed to be the same as her. Both bodies trembled to varying degrees, but neither of them refused the kiss.

Wang Shuheng first sucked her lips lightly for a while, then tilted his head and kissed the dimple at the corner of her lips, slowly, moved his hand to her ear and pinched the white jade-like earlobe, rubbing it gently and gently. Take a shuttle.

The dark fragrance floats in the tent, and the light outside the tent is hazy. The twisted silk silver bracelet in Jiang Ying's hand made a pleasant ringing, which was very clear in the silent night. Neither of them had anything extra to say, the girl let out a coquettish hum, and looked at him in the dark.

Wang Shuheng stretched out his hand to run along her head, as if to comfort her, he said, "Why are you so obedient." "

Husband"

felt her nervousness, and Wang Shuheng slightly raised his body. He has never liked anyone, let alone how to treat someone well. Speaking of liking people, his experience is not as good as Jiang Ying's.

Obviously it was just a shallow kiss, but it seemed to awaken a certain suppressed instinct in his body. He is not a saint, not a god or Buddha, he has emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, and the most primitive thoughts of human beings.

Because I have been suppressed for a long time, now I want more. He didn't continue, and got off the bed with his whole body tensed.

"Where is my husband going?"

Wang Shuheng's voice was a little hoarse, and he replied, "Go take a bath."

When she came back from the bath, Jiang Ying was already sound asleep. Wang Shuheng closed his eyes as if appointed, and pecked lightly on her eyelids.

In her sleep, Jiang Ying seemed to hear someone whispering in her ear, "Jiang Ying, this is what you chose."

There is no escape!

The next day was bright, and today I met Minghong in Bai'an Building, there are still a lot of things waiting for Wang Shuheng in the government office, so he can't delay.

Not long after Wang Shuheng left, Yao Jingqian brought someone to the door. It was Tian Qixiong who was on duty at the gate of the Wangfu. When Jiang Ying was tricked into the Wangfu, everyone was told that Jiang Ying just stayed in the Wangfu temporarily, and went to Quanzhou when the Yao family came. Even so, Tian Qixiong was still a little hesitant. After all, His Highness is not in the mansion, so His Highness should know about someone coming to pick up Jiang Ying.

Seeing Tian Qixiong's hesitation, Yao Jingqian took a few steps forward, and said with a smile: "Don't worry too much, today's visit is not to take my cousin away. I heard that my cousin is suffering from a strange disease, so it is not easy to take her away, why don't you let me see you first Cousin, make plans after you get to know her better. Besides, His Highness is in trouble in Jiang’s residence, and he is a benefactor of Jiang’s residence and Yao’s family. I will thank you personally before leaving Lin’an, and I won’t take my cousin away without saying a word.”

Seeing that Yao Jingqian said the truth, besides, he was gentle and polite, and his attitude was sincere, not like joking at all, so Tian Qixiong led him into the mansion. Not long after, everyone finally saw Jiang Ying in the main hall of the palace.

The ones who were most excited were Xiaojiu and Fuling, the two sisters almost burst into tears. After briefly talking about the journey, Fu Ling stepped forward to greet Jiang Ying.

After not seeing each other for several months, Fu Ling had to admit that Jiang Ying was raised very well by the palace, her clothes were no worse than before, and she seemed to be getting fatter. Fu Ling bowed to bless Fu, and called her: "Second Miss."

Suddenly there were more strangers in the mansion, and Jiang Ying was a little scared. She stayed far away, didn't speak, and refused to come forward no matter how Xiaojiu coaxed her.

Or Yao Jingqian had a way and didn't force Jiang Ying. He stepped forward carefully and said, "Do you still remember me, cousin?" Jiang Ying

shook her head. Although this young man looked unfamiliar, she didn't have a strong sense of resistance. Thinking of this, Jiang Ying said: "I don't remember anything about my injuries before, but my husband told me that there is a cousin in Quanzhou, is it you?" Hearing the word "husband", Fuling and the others looked very unhappy.

Yao Jingqian was very patient, and followed her words: "Yes, it's me! Yingying is suffering, is the injury better?" "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you for your concern."

She

was actually a little defensive, but Yao Jingqian didn't force her. The conversation with her was very patient and step-by-step, and he also took out the gift he brought her from Quanzhou.

After a while, Jiang Ying came closer, and at this time Yao Qingshu also stepped forward and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, do you still remember me, cousin?" She has a simple and honest temperament, and she has no bad intentions when she smiles, "It's okay if you don't remember, Now that I'm in Lin'an, we have plenty of time to talk slowly."

Seeing that Jiang Ying finally didn't resist, Fuling was relieved, and pulled Xiaojiu aside to talk.

When he got to a place where no one was around, Fu Ling kept asking, "How is it? In the palace these days, the second girl didn't suffer a lot, right? Let me tell you the truth, this time in Quanzhou, the cousin has already agreed with his family to take the second girl first." Go to Bianjing and settle down before getting married."

It is not surprising that Yao Jingqian is willing to marry Jiang Ying, after all, the two have a good relationship since they were young, and the old lady of the Yao family also likes Jiang Ying, but Yao Jingqian was busy with science and technology when Jiang Ying proposed marriage. The exam was delayed.

Xiaojiu knew what Fu Ling was referring to, and said: "Don't worry about this, although the second girl mistook His Highness as her husband, but the relationship between the two is innocent, and no one outside knows that the second girl is in the palace." So Fu Ling felt

relieved , sighed softly: "It's been a hard time for you these days. When we settle down in Bianjing, the second girl should get married. Now that the second son of the master and wife has passed away, the Jiang family can't even keep their house. Fortunately, there is still a cousin. Otherwise, I really don’t know what to do with the second girl and an orphan girl.”

Even so, everyone in the palace knew that Jiang Ying would eventually go to Yao’s house, and Yuanyang Wang also said it before when he bought Xiaojiu from Dongshi, but for some reason, Xiaojiu Jiu had a premonition: it would not be easy for the second girl to leave the palace.

She didn't tell Fu Ling about these concerns, after all, it was all her own speculation. When the two returned to the main hall, they didn't see anyone. The servants said that Jiang Ying took Yao Jingqian to see the rabbit.

Yao Jingqian knew that Jiang Ying liked small animals before. He knelt down and listened carefully to what Jiang Ying said about her little rabbit, interjecting a few words from time to time.

"When I was young, when I went to Jiang's mansion, you insisted that you wanted a bird, so I had to climb a tree to catch it for you." Hearing about the past, Jiang Ying's eyes lit up, "What happened next? Where did the little bird go

? Yao

Jingqian laughed, and tapped Jiang Ying's forehead: "You let him go. After I caught you, you were timid and didn't dare to touch it. You even cried that the bird mother would miss it, so I had to put it back on the tree again. Bird's nest."

Yao Qingshu on the side also echoed: "Yes, cousin, you have been timid since you were a child, and you would hide away every time you set off firecrackers during the New Year." Listening to the

brothers and sisters talking about the past, although Jiang Ying was a little impressed No, but it always feels like these things are true. The three of them had to leave after playing for a while. Yao Jingqian wanted to spend more time with Jiang Ying, get acquainted as soon as possible to gain Jiang Ying's trust, and tell the truth when the time came. It would be much easier to take Jiang Ying along.

So Yao Jingqian suggested: "Do you want to go out to play? Xiaoshu and I haven't come to An'an for many years, can my cousin not be a landlord?" The

guests came from afar, and Jiang Ying should really take them for a stroll. Fortunately, during this period of time, she has become very familiar with Lin'an City, and knows where it is fun and where the food is delicious, but she hopes that her husband will be there, but it is a pity that he does not rest today.

Yao Jingqian teased her: "I feel that Yingying has become stingy, worried that my cousin will spend your money? Don't worry, when you are with my cousin, you will pay for it." "No!" Jiang Ying retorted: "I'm just

worried I won’t be able to see you when my husband comes back.”

Coincidentally, Yao Jingqian also wanted to meet the rumored iron-blooded and cold-faced King Yuanyang, and said, “Why don’t we ask someone to leave a message for him to find us when we return home? Ruoying Ying was worried, so she asked a few people from the palace to follow her, what do you think?"

It has to be said that Yao Jingqian guessed Jiang Ying's thoughts correctly, and easily dispelled her worries. That being the case, Jiang Ying packed up and prepared, followed by Tian Qixiong and Xiaojiu and went out.

Because of an appointment with Minghong in Bai'an Building, Wang Shuheng called in earlier than usual today. It was evening when he went to the banquet, and there was a gorgeous sunset glow in the sky. Minghong arrived at Bai'an Building first. The two had known each other for many years and never worried that they would have nothing to say.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Minghong raised his glass and laughed mischievously: "It is said that the Holy Majesty and the Queen Mother sent portraits of several girls to the palace not long ago, but you rejected them all? Brother Mingche, are you so high-sighted?

" He likes to be talked about about marriage, but today he changed his normal routine and replied: "Not high."

Minghong began to say for his younger sister, "Then tell me, what do you like? I heard from my grandfather, You like people who can ride horses and dance swords, don't you think Ming Che is looking for a wife or someone to fight the enemy?"

Thinking of this, Wang Shuheng himself laughed.

At that time Ming Haiji asked him about his marriage, although Wang Shuheng said it casually, it was not much different from what he thought in his heart. He always felt that as a general, if he married a wife, the other party would not tell him how strong his martial arts skills were, or how proficient in equestrian skills, but at least he must have some ability to protect himself.

Recalling what he said a few months ago, Wang Shuheng only felt a pain in the face. Thinking of the charming girl at home, not to mention riding a horse and dancing with a sword, even if she can't hold a bow and arrow, she usually suffers from foot pain after walking a few extra steps.

Seeing the thoughtful smile on his friend's face, Minghong said in surprise: "No way, did you really find a woman who can ride a horse and dance a sword? Which girl is so fierce."

Thinking of his younger sister Mingxuan, Minghong couldn't help being impatient. He came today not only to reminisce about the past, but also wanted to find out what Wang Shuheng said. Can't the requirements for riding a horse and dancing a sword be lowered a little bit?

"Mingche, tell me the truth, do you have someone you like? The other party's swordsmanship is better than yours? Could it be that he is not bad at riding and shooting?" Wang Shuheng didn't answer directly, and said ambiguously: "She is just a sticky spirit."

’”

But he liked being clinging to her.

The two of them were talking, when they suddenly saw a servant come in and whisper something to Minghong, Minghong's expression changed, and he said, "Mingxuan is here, she heard that the food in Bai'an Building is good, and she wanted to try it early, no How about calling her?"

Although it was a question, before Wang Shuheng could say anything, Ming Xuan's voice came from behind her: "Brother." It could be seen that

Ming Xuan had dressed up a lot today. Regardless of the clothes, jewelry, and even the spices used, they are all carefully selected to ensure that they appear beautifully in front of Wang Shuheng.

Before she came in, she had thought about her words, pretending to be surprised and blessed, and lowered her eyes: "Your Highness is safe."

Wang Shuheng glanced at her and said that there is no need to be polite, and then continued pouring wine. Mingxuan was not annoyed at being left out, she had gotten used to Yuanyang King's temperament over the years, anyway he treated all women like this.

After Ming Xuan sat down, the three of them were speechless, and there was an awkward atmosphere in the private seat. Minghong was about to say something to help his sister when he heard a delicate female voice from the next room.

"What do you want to eat? Bai'anlou's drunken duck and white jade five elements are special, but they are delicious, and the four dried fruits are also good." The voice fell, followed by a doting male voice: "Yingying

wants Order whatever you want."

Wang Shuheng stopped drinking.

Why is Jiang Ying here? Still with a man!

Chapter 40

This time Jiang Ying was still wearing a veiled hat when she went out, and she had just arrived at the elegant seat of Bai'an Building before she had time to take it off. This time when she went out, she and Yao Jingqian took a stroll in the city first, and before they knew it, they walked up to Bai'an Tower and went up for dinner.

The food in Bai'anlou is excellent, and Jiang Ying and her husband have been there once or twice. She listed her favorite food one by one, and then asked: "Cousins, cousins, why don't you take a look, I don't know what you like to eat." Yao Jingqian is not particular about food, and Yao Qingshu is even more talkative

. The three sat around the table, Jiang Ying sat in the middle, Yao Jingqian smiled and said, "I will eat whatever my cousin orders." He felt embarrassed when he said that to Jiang Ying. They are

guests, but they are still accommodating him everywhere. But this kind of sincerity from the heart cannot be acted out, and Jiang Ying can't help feeling a little close to the two of them.

When the dishes were half served, Yao Qingshu took Jiang Ying's hand and said affectionately, "Cousin, we haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you sleep with me tonight? Let me tell you about the past." Jiang Ying was a little hesitant

. She is actually very curious about the past, but she is reluctant to part with her husband.

Yao Jingqian naturally knew what she was worried about, but sooner or later he would take Jiang Ying away, so he still wanted to spend more time together. Besides, it's fine if he wasn't in Lin'an before, it's not appropriate for a girl like Jiang Ying to stay in the palace all the time.

"My cousin used to have a very good relationship with Xiaoshu, and she often hid under the covers and whispered. Letting my cousin tell you about the past must be good for the disease." He said in a gentle voice, completely unbearable

. In fact, Jiang Ying has already wavered here, and Yao Jingqian took advantage of the victory to pursue: "This time we are staying at the Guangfu Inn in Lin'an, which is near the river. I heard that there will be fireworks tonight. My cousin doesn't want to go and see them?

" A look of surprise flashed across his face. Girls of this age like fireworks, she said: "I'll go back to the house and ask my husband first." Wang Shuheng came out when he heard Jiang

Ying's voice next door, but met Tian Qixiong who was guarding the door by chance, so he knew the ins and outs of the matter. Delayed time.

It was beyond his expectation, but he only received a letter from the Yao family yesterday, and Yao Jingqian arrived today. Wang Shuheng glared at Tian Qixiong, seeming to blame, but also angry.

He strode up behind Jiang Ying, pretended to cough, and said, "What do you want to ask me?" A

familiar voice suddenly sounded, Jiang Ying turned around, and unexpectedly called out: "Husband? Why is husband here?"

Wang Shuheng didn't answer immediately Her eyes fell on Yao Jingqian.

The bright light made his eyes sharp, like bloody blades. Although his expression was calm, he seemed to see through people at a glance when he read people's hearts.

Speaking of which, he and Yao Jingqian still have some connections. When he returned to Beijing at the beginning of the year, he went to visit Ming Haiji. Speaking of court officials, Ming Haiji also said that the new editor Yao from the Imperial Academy had average talent but was hard-working. After a few years of hard work, he could do a lot.

At that time, Wang Shuheng had paid attention to this person. Yao Jingqian, the eldest son of the same son in Quanzhou, has a gentle temper and a lotus tongue. Ming Haiji can affirm that his knowledge and character are not bad.

When he blatantly looked at him, Yao Jingqian did not retreat, but raised his head to meet Wang Shuheng's eyes fearlessly. The eyes of the two met across the air, and no one knew about the spark in the dark.

It was still Yao Jingqian who got up and bowed to him, saying: "I have admired the name of King Yuanyang for a long time, and I heard that His Highness led troops to conquer the northern and southern borders to protect the peace of our great Liang. It is my good fortune to meet you today." After finishing speaking, he called his younger sister Yao Qingshu to get up, "Xiaoshu, come to see King Yuanyang."

Although Wang Shuheng's expression was dull, he was still polite, and replied, "It's a pleasure to

meet you ." , or Jiang Ying broke the silence: "Husband, why did you come here?"

Wang Shuheng's voice was very useful to Wang Shuheng. He grabbed Jiang Ying's little hand and said, "I have an appointment with someone. I didn't expect to meet here." You."

As soon as the words finished, Minghong and Mingxuan brothers and sisters from next door also came, Minghong was wondering why Wang Shuheng had been away for so long, when he saw the other party grabbing the girl's hand, his first reaction was that he was blind.

Minghong confirmed again and again that the atmosphere here is already very embarrassing. Not only Guangming Hong, but Ming Xuan almost thought that she was wrong.

The girl turned a corner and tried to find a way to come to An'an, so she wanted to see Wang Shuheng. Before she came, she thought that although King Yuanyang didn't like her, he didn't like other women either. Because of his grandfather's relationship and the two families being close, there should be a chance to take the initiative.

Growing up so big, Ming Xuan had never seen anyone so close to Wang Shuheng, her breathing stopped immediately, and her fingers were tangled under her sleeves.

However, Jiang Ying didn't know anything, so she pointed to Ming Hong and Ming Xuan and asked, "Husband, who are they?"

Husband? The brothers and sisters of the Ming family were all taken aback, but seeing that Wang Shuheng seemed to be used to it, he introduced: "The third son and fifth girl of the Ming family in Bianjing are old friends of the palace.

" He realized that he was still wearing a veiled hat. Before Yao Jingqian could stop her, she had already taken it off, smiling sweetly at everyone.

That smile was like spring light, so brilliant that people couldn't take their eyes off it. Even Ming Xuan, who has met countless noble girls in Bianjing, must admit that this girl who is suspected to be Princess Yuanyang is really good-looking.

Since they met, there was no reason to have dinner separately, and the two groups had to sit down at the same table.

But Jiang Ying was surrounded by Yao Jingqian and Yao Qingshu, they seemed to be guarding Jiang Ying on the left and right, Wang Shuheng had to sit opposite Jiang Ying, Ming Hong and Ming Xuan sat beside him.

After being seated, they were relatively speechless, and the feelings of the women towards their rivals were interlinked. When Jiang Ying kept looking at Ming Xuan intentionally or unintentionally, Ming Xuan was also looking at her. She always felt that this girl named Ming Xuan was too close to her husband.

Jiang Ying's heart was secretly sour, and the dishes were all served. Originally, she was in a good mood when she went out, but now Jiang Ying was inexplicably unhappy.

She casually ate the food in front of her, Yao Jingqian suddenly approached, and whispered: "I remember Yingying said when I went out, would you like this meal?" Jiang Ying was startled, and nodded: "Of course, I will never let my cousins ​​spend money

. "

Then if you don't eat more, it will be cheaper for that girl." Yao Jingqian's eyes pointed, and Jiang Ying immediately understood.

Thinking of her husband and Mingxuan getting to know each other before, Jiang Ying felt uncomfortable. But since she was treating guests, she naturally had to eat more, not to mention that Jiang Ying was really hungry. Thinking of this, Jiang Ying instantly felt her appetite improved a lot.

The dishes were all ordered by Jiang Ying. When she was eating, she didn't notice that Wang Shuheng's eyes were getting darker, and she was staring at Yao Jingqian, as if she wanted to stare at him.

Yao Jingqian was not afraid, but smiled at him, and continued to talk to Jiang Ying with his head down.

The two whispered in a low voice, not caring about others at all. Wang Shuheng's face was as calm as ever, and he folded two wooden chopsticks with his fingers as if nothing had happened. For some reason, just hearing a click, the wooden chopsticks broke in two.

The crisp sound was very abrupt, causing everyone to look up. Jiang Ying didn't know what happened yet, so she asked in a daze, "What's the matter, husband?"

The girl was still obedient, and Wang Shuheng couldn't say anything, and said, "It's nothing."

Yao Jingqian saw everything in his eyes, and calmly said: " It's nothing, Yingying eat quickly, the drunken duck tastes bad when it's cold." After saying that, he beckoned for a servant, "Change a pair of wooden chopsticks for His Highness, and they should be stronger." After this, the smell of gunpowder on the dinner table seemed to be even stronger

. concentrated. Not long after, the servant gave another pair of silver chopsticks, and Wang Shuheng managed to suppress his anger.

But at this time, Yao Jingqian looked out the window and seemed to have something interesting, and was about to tell Jiang Ying, Wang Shuheng stopped him first, and said slowly: "I heard about Yao Xiu's famous name when I returned to Beijing at the beginning of the year, and I would like to offer you a toast."

Anlou's strong wine, Wang Shuheng's year-round marching is no problem, Yao Jingqian, a civil servant, can't stand it. After drinking a cup, her cheeks turned red, but Wang Shuheng looked like a normal person.

He went on to say: "Yao Xiu is only twenty years old, are you engaged?"

The two tried each other, and Yao Jingqian was not shy, looking at Jiang Ying, hesitantly said: "It should be soon."

Jiang Ying beside her was already intoxicated The table was full of delicacies. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Then I want a cousin? Who is my cousin betrothed?" Yao Qingshu

's complexion was not very good, but Yao Jingqian was slightly taken aback, and then smiled again, pretending to be mysterious "Yingying will know when the time comes."

Wang Shuheng would not give anyone a chance to be proud, so he hit the iron while it was hot: "Don't forget the palace for cousin's wedding. At that time, the king will definitely take Yingying to celebrate." I have to say, Wang

Shuheng This "cousin" is extremely lethal. As soon as the words were finished, Yao Jingqian's expression couldn't hold back. Yao Qingshu pulled his face directly, but the Ming brothers and sisters who knew nothing were at a loss.

The relationship between King Yuanyang and his cousin who is suspected to be the princess does not seem to be very good.

In fact, the brothers and sisters of the Ming family have a lot of doubts. Not long ago, the Holy Majesty chose the princess of Yuanyang with great fanfare in Bianjing. How could the princess be decided at this time? I have never heard of the three letters and six rites of the Yuanyang Palace, which girl the Ming media is marrying.

But no matter how many questions there were, the Ming brothers and sisters didn't dare to ask them at this meeting, because the atmosphere at the table was really weird, and it seemed that it was not the time to ask these questions.

Jiang Ying didn't know about the confrontation between her husband and her cousin. She was really hungry because of the delicious food in Bai'anlou. She had tasted almost every dish with chopsticks, except for the dried fruit dish. That dish is too far away from Jiang Ying, so it's hard for her to get up and pick it because there are so many people here.

When he was hesitating, Wang Shuheng quietly lifted up the plate of four dried fruits and put them in front of Jiang Ying, saying: "I heard that editor Yao likes calligraphy, and there happens to be a masterpiece in Bai'anlou, why don't you follow me to taste a piece of it?" "

Yao has this intention."

Wang Shuheng and Yao Jingqian left the private seats one after another, and Jiang Ying couldn't sit still. She had long seen that something was wrong with the fifth girl of the Ming family, and she just peeked at his husband eight times. Ming Xuan thought that no one would notice, but Jiang Ying's eyes were actually poisonous.

But she couldn't openly ask people if you like my husband, so she could only elbow Yao Qingshu and whispered: "Cousin, do you think that Miss Ming wants to seduce my husband?" Since returning from Baisha Town

, Jiang Ying has learned a lot, and this woman's seduction is one of them.

Yao Qingshu almost died of anxiety when she saw her brother going out with King Yuanyang. She was afraid that her brother would be at a disadvantage. What's more, Yao Qingshu felt restless when she heard Jiang Ying calling her husband one by one.

She didn't know how to explain it, so Yao Jingqian confessed on the way to Lin'an, and rashly told Jiang Ying that Wang Yuanyang was not her husband, fearing that it would cause the trust between the two parties to collapse, so it had to be done slowly, and it was best for King Yuanyang himself to tell Jiang Ying about this matter thing.

On the other side, Wang Shuheng and Yao Jingqian left their private seats and came to a pavilion in the backyard. It's quiet here, and it's the place to talk.

There was no one around, so Yao Jingqian stopped being polite, bowed respectfully, and said: "His Royal Highness has taken care of Yingying during this time, and since I have arrived in Lin'an, I should not bother Your Highness about the affairs of Jiang's residence. Please Your Highness and Yingying I am very grateful for explaining the truth."

Trouble?

Wang Shuheng carefully tasted the word "Mo". At the beginning, he really found Jiang Ying troublesome, crying a lot, acting like a baby at every turn, and clingy. So much so that in the beginning, he was troubled for a long time about how to get along with Jiang Ying.

But at some point, he liked being troubled by Jiang Ying. The girl is sincere and warm, her eyes shine when she looks at him, and she is bold and youthful when she gets close to him. Wang Shuheng is very sure that he doesn't want to let Jiang Ying go.

In this way, he smiled and asked knowingly: "The truth? What truth? Yingying is well in the palace, and Yao Xiubian can't take it away." Yao Jingqian knew that things were troublesome

. This was what he was most worried about all the way. If King Yuanyang wouldn't let him go, would he still be able to grab it?

"Your Highness, I have been in love with Yingying's childhood sweetheart since I was a child. Yingying is pure. Although I have lost my memory now, I can be sure that she has no affection for His Highness. It is only because of her injuries that she has repeatedly offended His Highness." At this time,

Mingchu liter, hanging in the treetops is extraordinarily bright. Wang Shuheng stood with his hands behind his back, and said word by word: "Yingying is pure, Yao Xiubian likes it, and this king also likes it. Yao Xiubian is not a roundworm in Yingying's belly, and he doesn't have the eyes to see people's hearts. How do you know that she has no feelings for this king?" Love?"

Both of them came from Jinshi backgrounds, and they were evenly matched in terms of eloquence. Inside and outside the court, Wang Shuheng seldom argues with others, he likes to speak with actions. The first time I argued with someone was because of Jiang Ying.

After several confrontations, Yao Jingqian became a little anxious, and raised his voice and said, "Could it be possible that your highness has forgotten your relationship with the Jiang family? Speaking of which, your highness is Yingying's brother-in-law. If you insist on doing this, your highness is naturally fearless in a high position. Have you ever thought about how people in the world talk about Yingying and how they view the Jiang family?"

"Brother-in-law?" Wang Shuheng snorted, "This king and Jiang Zhi have never been married, why do you talk about brother-in-law? This king is only twenty-four years old and has no wife at home. Without a concubine, you can defeat hundreds of thousands of enemies, but you can't protect Jiang Ying?"

"Editor Yao, I miss you and Yingying's friendship. I don't want to make things difficult, and I'm not afraid of boasting. When the Jiang family is done, I will carry a big sedan chair to welcome her. No matter how stubborn you are, don't blame this king for being ruthless." "

These words Yao Jingqian only felt that every word was very heavy, and he smashed his head and face, almost making Yao Jingqian lose his way.

But who is he, Yao Jingqian? Although he lacks talent, he has believed in the word diligence since he was a child. "Your Highness wants to marry, but Yingying may not be willing to marry. It all depends on Yingying's will."

With his friendship with Yingying, Yao Jingqian is full of confidence.

This dinner was really not pleasant. Although Wang Shuheng and Yao Jingqian looked peaceful when they came back, Minghong still felt something unusual.

He wanted to get to the bottom of it again, so he suggested: "Yesterday I spotted a few horses. If it doesn't rain tomorrow, would you all have the honor to gather in the Bibo Garden? Let me thank you for today's banquet.

" He said politely: "Please don't decline, everyone. My equestrian skills are average, but I really want to see the equestrian skills of the princess." Yuanyang Wang likes

women who are proficient in equestrian skills and sword dancing. Ming Xuan also overheard her grandmother mentioning that . Since this girl can be liked by His Highness, she must be very good at equestrian skills, and Ming Xuan can't wait to compete with her.

The Yao brothers and sisters were eager to have the opportunity to get along with Jiang Ying, so they agreed immediately. There will be nothing wrong with Wang Shuheng's government office tomorrow, so he naturally agrees.

At the checkout, Jiang Ying wanted to take out her purse, but Wang Shuheng stopped her. Jiang Ying was a little embarrassed in front of everyone, and whispered, "I promised my cousin and cousin a treat today." Wang Shuheng pinched

Jiang Ying's face with his hands, and took out a penny of silver to pay, "If I don't pay, it's the same as you pay." ?”

Jiang Ying thought for a while, and it seemed to be the reason.

The two went first, and they seemed to be a good match. Yao Jingqian frowned behind him, and Yao Qingshu patted his brother on the shoulder helplessly.

However, the intimacy between Jiang Ying and Wang Shuheng encountered a crisis after leaving Bai'an Building. Ming Xuan walked carelessly and stumbled and fell on Wang Shuheng. Wang Shuheng subconsciously helped her, and Jiang Ying was upset when she saw it.

When Wang Shuheng coaxed people to go home, Jiang Ying pouted and refused to leave, she said: "I don't like the fifth girl of the Ming family."

"I don't like it either." Wang Shuheng said.

Jiang Ying felt a little aggrieved, "Then you still help her, you've been flirting with each other all day, if I don't come to Bai'an Building, wouldn't you meet in private?" The girl questioned, really pitiful and cute

. Wang Shuheng felt wronged at first, but later he found it amusing. On the street, he lifted Jiang Ying's hood and embraced her, and said, "Why, is this sour?" When she was whispering to Yao Jingqian, Wang Shuheng almost overturned the dinner table

.

Jiang Ying spoke hard, "Where are you sour, I just think you don't keep your husband's way."

Wang Shuheng was so angry that she was grinding her teeth, and was about to teach her Yao Qingshu to come forward and said, "Cousin, sleep with me tonight. I'm not used to Lin'an when I first arrived. Let's Talk like before."

Jiang Ying hesitated for a moment, but she really wanted to know about the past. The past is blank, this is her instinctive desire. Coupled with the fact that the fireworks by the riverside were so attractive, Jiang Ying quietly moved to Yao Qingshu's side and said, "Then I won't be going back to the palace tonight. Uncle Arita Qixiong and Xiaojiu will follow, husband, don't worry."

Said Let's just get on Yao's carriage in no time. The carriage drove away, and Wang Shuheng stood where he was, trembling with anger.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the midsummer night breeze is gentle. On the way back to the palace, Wang Shuheng was talking to Fuquan: "What's going on in Jiang Ying's head? It's so easy to build trust when we meet for the first time? What if Yao Jingqian wants to plot something wrong? How old is he, and he doesn't have the heart to guard against others?" Fuquan

helped Jiang Ying to speak: "Second girl, don't you think there will be no accidents if Tian Qixiong is with you, and besides, I heard that there will be fireworks by the river tonight, and the little girl likes this." Speaking of Tian Qixiong, Wang Shuheng became even more angry, "

Ben Wang sees that Tian Qixiong is the same as Jiang Ying, he is too ambitious, and he should not let the Yao brothers and sisters enter the mansion to see Jiang Ying." Hearing that Fuquan was wronged for Tian Qixiong, it was obviously His Highness who said, Jiang Ying

only She lived in the palace for a short period of time, and sent her away when the Yao family came. Now that the members of the Yao family have arrived, Tian Qixiong is just following the rules.

But having said that, Fu Quan has already seen through His Highness's thoughts. Jiang Ying stayed in the palace, he was happy, and persuaded: "How about we go to the inn to bring the second girl back? The second girl is with the Yao family brothers and sisters, what should I do if I hear something that shouldn't be heard?"

Arriving at Pingchang Street, the palace is close at hand. Wang Shuheng got off his horse and returned to Yusheng Court without saying a word.

But as soon as he entered the room, he was restless, lying on the bed and smelling the familiar smell, he became more and more worried about Jiang Ying.

Wang Shuheng closed his eyes, and couldn't help recalling every meeting with Jiang Ying in the past.

He had met Jiang Ying when he was a teenager. The meeting with Jiang Ying that left the deepest impression was actually not in the ancestral hall of the Jiang Mansion, nor was it the robbing of the bag, but when something happened in the palace six years ago.

It was July at that time, and there was continuous rain in Lin'an. Hanyan in the south of the Yangtze River was covered in fog. He was busy with his father's funeral and was trapped in the rain, so he hid under the eaves of a house to avoid the rain.

At that time, Wang Shuheng, who became famous at a young age, relied on his talent and pride, and was rarely in a panic. But when an accident happened in the palace, he ran around, and the once bright boy fell, saying that it is impossible to have no anger in his heart. He hid under the eaves, waiting coldly for the rain to stop.

In the rain, everyone was in a hurry, and in the black and frosty Jiangnan, he was the only one who didn't have an umbrella. When the rain was pouring down, a little girl ran in under the eaves.

She was wearing a pink skirt with bells tied around her waist, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of childishness. She raised her eyes and smiled at herself, overflowing with spiritual energy, stretched out her hand and said to him, "Do you want candy?"

He took it and put it in his mouth, it was sweet.

Perhaps it was out of gratitude that he later snatched the pendant, but unfortunately it was self-defeating, which made Jiang Ying hate him for many years.

In his past twenty-four years, there have been many memorable moments. But Wang Shuheng seldom thinks about the past, every time he thinks about it, he will remember the taste of that candy back then.

Very sweet

Wang Shuheng got up and left the Yusheng courtyard, and ordered Fuquan to prepare the horse.

Going out late at night, the servants were puzzled, Wang Shuheng said indifferently: "Go and pick Jiang Ying home."