The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Jiang Fuguang took the wooden box and opened the lock. Inside was a jade hairpin, a phoenix blood jade hairpin with nine tails carved on the hairpin. The phoenix with its tail upturned and its neck upturned is ingenious and beautiful

Yingluo was terrified. Hairpins were a token of affection in the Southern Dynasties, and only the main wife could wear hairpins. A man giving a hairpin to a woman meant that the man wanted to marry her as his main wife.

Was the hairpin carved by Ji Ruxuan himself?

He can still carve?
Jiang Fuguang was slightly suffocated, put the hairpin back into the box, and closed the box abruptly: "The customs of the northern and southern dynasties are different, Mr. Ji probably doesn't know the rules of sending hairpins in the southern dynasties."

Young Master Ji didn't know, but the Eldest Princess clearly knew about it, but she didn't say that she would send it back. Yingluo's heart was full of turmoil, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

Jiang Fuguang held the flat and long rosewood box.

The rosewood exudes a faint fragrance, and the top is carved with delicate peony branches. The box is polished very smooth, and it feels oily and smooth when touched, without any stagnation.

Phoenix blood jade is very rare. It is said that it was produced in the Western Regions. It is named for its bright red color. In historical materials, Songtsan Gampo’s gift list when he married Princess Wencheng has been recorded, but few people have seen it.

Jiang Fuguang had never seen it before.

The reason why he recognized it as Phoenix Blood Jade was because the whole body of the jade hairpin was like chicken blood, pure and natural, without any blemishes. Ordinary carnelian seldom achieves such a pure red color.

Ji Ruxuan said that this was an apology for her.

She didn't believe a word of it.

It is impossible to carve such a finely crafted hosta in one night.

The carriage drove across the long street, entered an alley, and stopped in front of a mansion. Wei Twelve reminded: "Eldest princess, we have arrived."

Gently stroking the hand with the peony pattern on the flat box, Jiang Fuguang couldn't help but pause, as if awakening from a dream, Jiang Fuguang put the flat box into his sleeve.

In Yingluo's lowered eyes, she could see the eldest princess's wide sleeves sinking slightly, which seemed a little unnatural.

……

The Gu family is a prominent Wu Xing family, and it has lasted for more than [-] years. The iron dynasty and the flowing family are the best portrayal of the Wu Xing Gu family.

At that time, the last emperor of the Dayu Dynasty was tyrannical and unkind, and the princes from all over the country rose up one after another, breaking the Dayu Dynasty to pieces. Wu Xing Gu immediately assisted the Southern Taizu to unify the south, quelled the war in the south, established a century-old foundation for the Southern Dynasty, and made the people live and work in peace and contentment. Don't have to suffer from the chaos of war.

Today, the society of the Southern Dynasties is stable and stable, and Wu Xing Gu's contribution is indispensable.

Jiang Fuguang handed over the greeting card, and the minister's servants graciously introduced him to Gu Jiayan's residence.

"Fuguang!"

Jiang Fuguang heard the reputation and looked around, and saw Gu Jiayan walking hurriedly, he was still sick, his complexion was a little pale.

"You are not in good health, why did you run out?" Jiang Fuguang frowned.

Gu Jiayan quickly explained: "I'm fine, but when I fell into the lake last night, I choked on water, and I had a fever. I was lethargic all night, and I'm much better today."

"Then you have to take care of it carefully." Jiang Fuguang saw that his footsteps were sloppy, and asked Nan Xing to help him into the house.

"Don't worry," Gu Jiayan leaned on the couch helplessly, "A person who practices martial arts has such a delicate body, he will be fine once he raises it."

Jiang Fuguang was still worried: "After waking up, is there any discomfort in the body?"

Afraid that she would be worried, Gu Jiayan replied truthfully: "It's just a slight cough, dizzy head, sore limbs, and the body can't use its strength. The imperial doctor said it was caused by drowning and suffocation. It will recover in three to five days."

"Do you have breathing difficulties and headaches?" Jiang Fuguang said nervously.

There was once a maid in the palace. After she was rescued from drowning, not only her heart and lungs were injured, but she also suffered from headaches.

Gu Jiayan shook his head: "No!"

Jiang Fuguang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and explained: "I picked some fragrant medicines that calm the mind and nourish the brain, nourish the heart and lungs, and smoke them every morning and evening. The diet should be light and nourishing, and eat more food that clears the lungs and accumulates the spirit. Just ask the kitchen to follow the food list, stay in bed more, avoid getting tired, and think less..."

Gu Jiayan heard her eloquent voice like jade, every word was caring, and every sentence was meticulous, his heart felt hot, and he subconsciously held her hand.

Jiang Fuguang couldn't help being taken aback.

The girl's soft fingers were slender, as warm as nephrite in her hands, soft and boneless, Gu Jiayan's heart was burning hot: "Ayan, I am very happy that you came to see me."

Ah Yan is Fu Guang's nickname, which he often called when he was a child.

Later, as she got older, it was a bit inappropriate to call her that way again.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Fuguang's eyelashes trembled slightly. Looking at the hand he was holding, he struggled lightly and took it back. "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have fallen into the lake."

Gu Jiayan looked at the empty hand, felt lost in his heart, and forced a smile: "It was I who took the initiative to ask you to meet, and then met the bad guy, and it's none of your business, you don't have to blame yourself."

Jiang Fuguang pursed his lips lightly and shook his head.

Gu Jiayan would never know that it was indeed because of her that he suffered such misfortune. Instead of punishing the real culprit for Gu Jiayan, she covered up the real culprit.

Gu Jiayan clenched his fist against his lips and coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I'm very glad that you didn't come early last night, and you didn't run into any bad guys. If it was because of me that you were in danger, I would regret it for the rest of my life." .”

Jiang Fuguang felt more and more guilty, and took the initiative to hold his hand: "Don't think about it, take good care of your body."

She kept convincing herself in her heart that she was imprisoned because of Gu Jiayan that time in the palace.

This time, Gu Jiayan was in danger because she fell into the lake.

Just get even!

In the future, they are still good friends of childhood sweethearts.

"Okay!" Gu Jiayan saw that her eyebrows were furrowed, and thought she was worried about him, "I will definitely listen to you, take good care of my body, and not let you worry."

Only then did Jiang Fuguang feel relieved.

"Ah Yan, I..." Gu Jiayan thought of the confession he hadn't had time to do in Huxin Pavilion last night, and couldn't help but feel agitated, probably because he was too anxious, his throat itched, and he coughed violently.

"Jiashu." Jiang Fuguang hastily poured a cup of warm water for him to drink, and helped him straighten his back, so his cough subsided.

With such a cough, Gu Jiayan's face had just recovered some blood, and then turned pale again.

Looking at his weak appearance, Jiang Fuguang opened his lips several times, and then closed them angrily. He couldn't find a chance to say the words he had in mind.

Let's talk about it next time!
Gu Jiayan leaned on the pillow, and was interrupted by a cough just now, his whole body seemed to be discouraged, and he couldn't say what was on his lips no matter what.

"Ah Yan," he also temporarily stopped this thought, "Actually, I asked you to meet last night, and I have a gift for you."

Jiang Fuguang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "What gift?"

Gu Jiayan asked Nan Xing to fetch the gift.

Jiang Fuguang opened the long box, and inside was a forearm-long chunk of purple wood, with a clear and sweet smell and a bitter and spicy taste.