the emperor is my uncle

I admit that Jiang Huai is a man who can steal fragrances and jades, and he is also very good at both ways. There are many young girls who are full of love and desire day and night looking forward to receiving his gifts.But this time the souvenirs he brought back by hand didn't appeal to me at all.

In fact, this is not a problem of souvenirs, but a problem of people. Sadly, Jiang Huai has always been unable to figure it out.

If he could see through the truth of "I will never fall in love with him", he would not have to expose his face and self-esteem to the current state.

"I really don't want it, thank you." I poked the needle, looking kindly like a pair of old nuns' hands stroking a purse.

Jiang Huai snatched my embroidery work and slapped it on the table, "Why don't you eat hard and soft, and don't be shy about raw or cold? It's so hard for me to treat you like a heart, but you treat me like a pig's intestines, right? Huh? "

"...You think too much, really." I felt melancholy for a moment, and I stretched out my hand to snatch back the half-embroidered purse and put it in my arms, "Listen Jiang Huai, I don't want to have anything in the palace. Go, at least for now."

"Fu Xingan, don't be stupid." Jiang Huai's eyes are seductive, but his expression is serious, "Don't tell me that you stayed willingly. You clearly know that you have no blood relationship with him, and you are not far away from him." Well, when the time comes..."

What Jiang Huai expressed afterwards can be roughly summed up as: He was worried that the emperor would accidentally take the wrong medicine one day, and then break through the taboos and have love and hatred with me...

I tried to hold back so that I didn't show any expression of "you are so careless and it's too late", I comforted him and said: "Emotional matters should follow the fate, love when love comes, hate when hate comes Hey, as the saying goes, disregarding life and death, honor and disgrace, this is true love that will never die."

It seemed that a sad tear was about to overflow from the corner of Jiang Huai's eyes silently, but he sniffed his nose and recovered instantly, "I seem to know something, but I don't know if it's what I think?"

I nodded, "That's it."

The burden that Qianjun had nowhere to confide in was finally unloaded, it was cool, very cool, as soon as he said it, he really felt incomparably comfortable all over.

Jiang Huai, he is a roundworm, he is very shrewd, he must have guessed something, or understood everything, that's why he urged me to go with him as soon as we met.

Then, it would be better for me to tell the truth, lest he continue to talk in such a twists and turns, and I am very tired watching it.

After I admitted it, Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, and then he kept fanning himself with the palm of his hand to calm his emotions, "It's fierce, how fierce, Fu Xingan, I really underestimated your greatness ambition!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled like [-] million, and walked away.

But just after taking a few steps, Jiang Huai stopped again.

He didn't turn around, but said something inexplicable to the air in front of him, "You really make people angry, and you also make people... sad."

I feel that Jiang Huai's back at this moment seems to be a little...angry?

The Jiang god stick who has never passed by before can be angry, which is really loved by the people of the whole country!

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"Master, Master Jiang, after Lord Jiang came out just now, he asked his servant to give this to the Master. It's so strange, why didn't he give it to the Master himself?" Confuse.

I reached out and took it. It was a white porcelain bottle. I was a little worried that it might be a love potion like "Girl Ye Ye Ye" and "Love you are not discussed", but when I pulled it out with a frown, I saw a scroll The note I wrote——【This is the wind from Ziguo, it blows when I miss you, does it smell good?Be sure to live, I will take you away. ] It seems that men these days have started to use notes to woo?This crooked trend is really too bad!

Even though I was thinking this way, my heart was covered with a layer of soft catkins, as if I could hear even the sound of dust falling to the ground.Because only those who know me know that I don't like expensive gifts, but those gifts that are meaningful and emotional are the most suitable for my heart.It turns out that I have been figured out by many people inadvertently...

When I think of Jiang Huai holding a small bottle to hold the wind on the land of Ziguo, I find it funny. Also, on the second half of this note, there are obviously some dried-up water marks, maybe tears?Who knows.

I think, if you want to add a label to Jiang Huai's behavior, maybe it should be --- "deep love".

Of course, the term "slutty sentimental" is also appropriate.

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Three days later, I finally finished embroidering the purse secretly. I wanted to give Fu Donglou a surprise, a surprise that would be so unforgettable that he would even be moved to tears!

You know, Confucius once said: A gentleman stays away from cooking, a woman stays away from needlework, concentrates on eating, drinking and playing, and is as happy as a fairy. (Confucius: ...) For the sake of my love, I don't even listen to the words of the saints. What kind of spirit is this?This is the spirit that is insane for love!I was touched by myself, really!

"Ah! Chick!" Prince Chongzhong came out at some point, his voice was exceptionally crisp and full of vitality, "It's so beautiful! Give me your heart, I'll definitely take it with me when I sleep, Okay?"

"Someone has already ordered this." I put away my purse and packed it away, so as not to be missed by the prince. "Also, this is a mandarin duck."

Prince Chongzhong blinked his ignorant eyes, "What is a mandarin duck?"

I replied, "It's a kind of bird."

The prince asked again, "Who are you going to give your bird to?"

I:"……"

Prince: "By the way, sweetheart, I saw the earliest wild flowers in the palace. They are so beautiful. They are just beside the outer wall of the cold palace, but there are a lot of thorny grass next to them. Help me think about how I need to pick them Got stabbed?"

Me: "Picking flowers not only depends on the strength of the feet, but also the strength of the waist---"

I was about to start a new worldview for Chongzhong when my head was pressed on the table by someone behind me. Fu Donglou's voice sounded above my head, deep and sexy, "Chongzhong, have you finished your homework?"