The princess is delicate, and the cold and cruel prince regent is teased

Chapter 318 Xiao Yi Celebrates Her Birthday
"Crunch—crack—"

"Brother Jiu, what is this thing? It's amazing!" Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, staring at the joystick in Jiang Hao's hand.

Jiang Hao didn't seem to use much effort, but the door frame, which was three times taller than her, had already cracked and was about to fall over.

Jiang Hao raised his lips, "This is called a jack. I don't know when the human body will hit the door. This thing uses the angle to borrow force. With this thing in my hand, I can hook the door panel. If my sister is inside , I hooked it outward, when you shake this, I will immediately run over to catch her, lest she fall out and get hurt."

Jiang Yuan opened his mouth wide, took the joystick from Jiang Hao's hand in great surprise, and started to control it like him.

She just turned it around a few times, and the two vermilion lacquered doors were pulled out of the gap, making a rumbling sound.

Jiang Hao cooperated with Jiang Yuan Qilian, planning to rush inside as soon as the door was knocked down.

When the three of them were concentrating, they suddenly heard a loud noise: "Bang——"

"elder sister!"

Jiang Yuan's hands trembled in fright.

They all thought that the door had been pulled down, but what caught their eyes was the fireworks that suddenly burst into the night sky.

"It's so bright!"

Qi Lian covered his eyes, unable to look directly at the night sky for a moment.

Jiang Hao and Jiang Yuan turned around at the same time. Jiang Yuan looked at the fireworks rising in the night sky, and his mouth, which was already opened wide, became more and more exaggerated, almost breaking the corners of his mouth.

She shouted in surprise, "Firework! This firework is made into the shape of my sister! My sister is in the night sky!"

"boom--"

She lost her mind for a moment, and as soon as she exerted force on the rocker in her hand, she pulled down the whole door of the temple.

The red lacquer gate fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Xiao Qin's eyes were choked by the dust, coughing again and again.

Qi Lian suddenly saw a figure, pointed and shouted, "Miss!"

Jiang Qingyan!
She... she stood up!

Come out!

Jiang Qingyan was wearing white pajamas, the most plain color, when worn on her body, it made her pale even more, and even looked a little decayed.

Her footsteps across the threshold were also vain, and Qi Lian and Jiang Hao hurried up to support her.

"Miss!"

"elder sister!"

Both of them were afraid that Jiang Qingyan would fall if she couldn't stand firmly. After all, she was too fragile. She was thin and weak after illness, as if she could be blown down by a gust of wind, which was worrying.

Jiang Qingyan pushed the two of them away, her voice was low and hoarse, "Let's go."

She wants to see her in the night sky.

Jiang Qingyan looked up, and the boundless night had turned into a canvas, bright fireworks, depicting her appearance on the night, lifelike, even her curled eyelashes were clearly visible, as light and agile as the wings of a cicada people.

This is not her now.

It was six years ago, she was still the cardamom girl.

15 years old, that is her best age, she is so beautiful, her father dotes on her, the whole family loves her, everything she sees is the best thing in this world.

She is as good as the most delicate flower in the world, being cared for carefully.

Such a good age, such a good smile, such a good girl...

Six years later, she completely lost herself because of choking.

Looking at the night sky, Jiang Qingyan's tears flowed down, not knowing why she was sad.

Jiang Hong led a man in a black robe and walked in. He bowed in front of Jiang Qingyan, "Song Wenyou, envoy of Dayan, pays homage to Miss Jiang. This firework is a congratulatory gift from His Highness the Crown Prince of our country to Miss Jiang. Congratulations to Jiang Qingyan." Miss Fang's birthday."

"Prince Dayyan..." Jiang Qingyan's eyes were confused for a moment, "Is it Xiaoyi?"

Song Wenyou bowed his head, "I don't dare to call His Highness the Crown Prince by his name, but Miss Jiang must be able to understand what His Highness the Crown Prince means."

Jiang Qingyan looked blankly at the night sky again. The fireworks that Xiao Yi gave her were made of, they were obviously just fleeting things, but this portrait of her was hung on the night sky for a long time, like Like a little spark.

Bright and splendid.

Jiang Qingyan looked at the sky that was still bright, and when she was a girl, she unconsciously chanted: "The willows in the west city make the spring soft, move away from sorrow, and tears are hard to shed. The youth is not reserved for the youth, the hatred is long, when will it rest?"

She came here for Jun Qinglan's rebirth, and lost herself sadly.

But her new life shouldn't be lost because of him.

After all, she also has a very good son, who is thousands of miles away, but misses her all the time.

Jiang Qingyan turned around and went back to Fanshuang Hall, and told Jiang Hao to reinstall the door.

Jiang Hao nodded in agreement in a daze.

Standing beside Xiao Qin, Jiang Yuan opened her ignorant eyes, "Mother, what do you think my sister is doing? What does the poem she read just now mean?"

Xiao Qin's lips parted in relief, "Your sister, she will get better."

"Ah? Why? Did my sister say she was going to eat?" Jiang Yuan still didn't understand.

But she really hit one thing, Jiang Qingyan began to eat and drink medicines properly, gave herself needles to boost her energy, took care of her body, and soon regained her vitality, her face became rosy, and her face was plump.

Xiao Huaiyan, who lived next door, wanted to go into Jiang Guogong's mansion to see Jiang Qingyan with crutches.

Jiang Qingyan had just finished smoking moxibustion for herself, when she walked into the courtyard and saw Xiao Huaiyan was walking with a cane, she immediately said, "Sit there, don't move."

Xiao Huaiyan paused, he licked his lips, and immediately obediently sat down on the edge of the stone table in her courtyard.

When he saw Jiang Qingyan walking towards him, the shock in his eyes was more than a little bit.

The last time I left the prison, he was seriously injured in bed. All news about her can only be heard, even if I live next door to her, I can know her news all the time, but it is far better than seeing her with my own eyes. People feel at ease.

He was feeling guilty for not being able to accompany her through those painful times, and as soon as he got off the ground, he thought it would be good to come and accompany her.

But when he saw her again, she was so radiant!

Jiang Qingyan sat down opposite Xiao Huaiyan, and asked him to reach out to feel his pulse.

While she was feeling her pulse, Xiao Huaiyan said with a smile: "After I started business, I read less poems, so I don't know what other words can be used to describe the beauty of the face besides the country and the city."

Jiang Qingyan held her breath, her voice was cold, "The internal injury is almost recovered, but the injury is too slow."

According to Xiao Huaiyan's raising method, it will take at least two more months before he can move without hindrance.

It's not that his doctor is bad, but ordinary doctors can't diagnose her curative effect.

With a big wave of Jiang Qingyan's hand, someone pushed Xiao Huaiyan on a soft couch, lifted her trouser legs, held him down, let the blood out with an needle, and put on a plaster cast again.

Jiang Qingyan told Xiao Huaiyan, "Lie down at home for ten days, and your leg will heal completely. During this period, you are not allowed to walk around or come to my place. You will not go out until your leg is healed."

(End of this chapter)