Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 112 Deliberately Concealing
Jiang Hejin looked at the pierced peace talisman, and a trace of disappointment flashed in the corner of his eyes, but it was fleeting.

To be honest, no one has ever prayed for Jiang Hejin's safety.

There was a very ancient voice in Jiang Hejin's heart, slowly drawing in, then slowly pulling out, he recalled Lu Peishan's last farewell, and everything that surfaced in the past was eating away at his indifference.

Jiang Hejin had to admit one thing, he gave up a relationship that had been in his life for a long time.

Jiang Hejin couldn't help but cough a few times, and felt his head feel dizzy again, but he looked at Jing Chun clearly.

"I heard that you were recruited into the palace by the empress dowager today."

Jing Chun just turned regret on his face into surprise, but he didn't expect Jiang Hejin to know about it.

"Are you deliberately hiding this from me?"

Jing Chun smiled unconsciously. Her smile was not because of Jiang Hejin's questioning, but because of Jiang and Jin's alienation. It was as if Jiang and Jin didn't dare to believe anything easily.

"Yes and no." Jing Chun wiped away the tears left during the show and explained, "I wanted to hide it from you, but I didn't intend to hide it from you deliberately."

Seeing that Jiang Hejin didn't believe it, Jing Chun said again: "If I really intend to deliberately hide it from you, how would His Highness know?"

Jiang Hejin thought for a while and felt that what Jing Chun said made sense, so they did not refute it.

"Then how long do you plan to hide this from me?"

"I planned to tell you when I came back, but now that His Highness knows, it's not too late."

"Then what if I knew this earlier?"

"If Your Highness had known earlier, you would have gone with me according to your temperament. You'd better not be in trouble."

Jiang Hejin didn't show any signs of boredom, but instead said, "Are you just worried that I will put you in trouble? You haven't done anything about serving the soup and holding the medicine yourself, but it's this matter that worries Mr. Xi?"

Everything in the words was that Yin Yang Jing Chun had other thoughts. Obviously, Jiang Hejin's understanding of Jing Chun was not just about his excellent painting skills. Jiang Hejin could tell that Jing Chun was hiding something from him.

"Then according to His Highness? What kind of thoughts does this concubine have?"

Jing Chun avoided Jiang Hejin's direct questioning, and instead used other words to prevaricate. Although Jiang Hejin didn't say anything, he could still detect that the Empress Dowager must have said something to Jing Chun.

"How can this king have the ability to reach the sky, can he still guess whether people will succeed?"

Jing Chun smiled, stretched his body, and twisted his neck again, "I don't have any messy thoughts, but I also need to do some superficial things, if Your Highness really enters the palace with me , the harem's praise for His Highness is self-evident, but for me, it will only add a bondage that does not consider my husband. I am also a human being, so naturally I don't want to listen to words that slander me. I am the same as Your Highness. I don’t want to leave criticisms to make people speculate.”

Jing Chun's eyes had a gloomy brightness, as if he was unwilling to do anything but wanted to do everything. As Jiang Hejin said, in less than three years or three months, Jing Chun would have to walk around with a mask on. In the palace.

But now it's not even three months yet?
Jiang Hejin accepted the answer and caught a glimpse of Lu Chi outside again. Lu Chi lowered his head and did not dare to come in.

"So, you brought Lu Chi with you?"

Jing Chun took the opportunity to sit down, and said calmly: "As Your Highness knows, I brought Lu Chi not because I was afraid of getting lost, but I thought that now that you are sick, if I didn't bring one of His Highness's confidantes, I don't think outsiders would care about it anyway." You will feel that I have a harmonious relationship with His Highness, and that is not a scene His Highness would like to see."

"So it's all for the king?"

Jiang Hejin's eyes were gloomy, and he turned his face to the side, quietly waiting for Jing Chun's answer.

Jing Chun chuckled when he heard this, "I am also somewhat selfish. If there is a rumor that I am not on good terms with His Highness, I will not be able to gain a foothold in the palace."

It is true that Jing Chun brought Lu Chi to the imperial palace. She went to the imperial palace, a place where people order dishes. How much Chi went can make people see that Jing Chun is valued by Jiang and Jin, at least in front of the concubines in the harem.

"The concubine said it, it's better not to toss about your body."

It has to be said that Jing Chun had very comprehensive concerns and speculations.

Jiang Hejin didn't answer, coughing lightly.

Jing Chun couldn't bear it, and handed another cup of hot tea over to Jiang Hejin, but he didn't forget to sarcastically say, "I did this by myself."

Jiang Hejin's brows relaxed a little. After taking the tea, they noticed Jing Chun's ink-stained fingers and asked, "Did the Queen Mother ask you to paint for her?"

This afternoon, Jing Chun was painting with his head down, and he didn't even have time to drink water. His eyes were already tired, and with the crying just now, Jing Chun's eyes were even more sore.

Although Jiang Hejin didn't say anything on the face, it could be seen that the queen mother deliberately made Jing Chun difficult, otherwise it would be impossible for Jing Chun to stay until this time.

Jing Chun noticed the ink stains on his fingernails, and handed over such a cup of tea with such hands, it was really unbearable to look at, which made Jing Chun change the subject, "I went to wash it, I mean There are still some seams, and it will take a few days to wash them clean."

Jiang Hejin didn't mind. After taking the tea, he couldn't help coughing. The trembling caused by it made him unable to hold the tea cup steady, and it spilled on his clothes.

Jing Chun couldn't help frowning and took the tea cup from Jiang Hejin's hand.

Jiang Hejin's fingers had a moist warmth in them, and they felt that the palms were not as thin as tree trunks in autumn and winter, but as if they were carved from warm jade.

It's just that these coughs interrupted the original conversation between Jing Chun and Jiang Hejin, as if a stem had been cut off.

Jiang Hejin was a little dazed, but still managed to stay awake, and then looked at Jing Chun, "You are tired too, if there is nothing else, go back and rest first."

After all, Jiang Hejin was giving Jing Chun a chance, he was testing if Jing Chun had anything to say, or if there was anything he wanted to tell him.

but……

Jing Chun paused for a moment while placing the teacup, pursed his lips, and seemed to hesitate a little in his peripheral vision, but turned his head without any trace, "Okay..."

Jing Chun only said one word "good", didn't she have anything to say?

No, but there are some things she can't ask or say.

Jing Chun retreated in a few steps, and the silent sky became silent again, and the drowsy tulle became even more drowsy.

Jiang Hejin took off Lu Peishan's hairpin and the safety talisman, turned around and handed them to Lu Chi.

"Your Highness, is this... going back?"

"Lost it anywhere."

"lost?"

"Burn it," Jiang Hejin changed his mind again. "Even if some things are returned, they will only make people disgusted. It's better to burn them for peace of mind."

(End of this chapter)