The cousin girl plays the role of silly and sweet every day

Jiang Wenyu was stunned for a long time, and then he composed himself: "Master...Master?"

Tan Shu was a little surprised: "Is he Zhong Zibian?"

The crazy old tramp turned out to be the legendary miracle doctor?

Jiang Wenyu: "...Yes."

Zhong Zibian was still lying on his stomach, raised his head, and when he saw Jiang Wenyu, his face lit up with joy: "What a good disciple!"

Jiang Wenyu's peripheral vision glanced at Gongsun Zhen who was covering his face, and he also wanted to pretend that he didn't know Zhong Zibian.

Jiang Wenyu's throat had just recovered. It was often hoarse, dry and itchy. He put his fist to his lips and coughed twice.

Tan Shu looked her over and frowned slightly.

Gongsun Zhen stepped forward, helped Zhong Zibian up, and slapped him on the body with strong hands: "You are so old, you are embarrassed in front of the children, you are not ashamed."

Zhong Zibian pushed aside his wet hair, wiped his face, grinned and looked at Gongsun Zhen, then looked seriously at Jiang Wenyu:

"Jiang Jiang, why don't you say hello to your master's wife when you see her?"

Mistress?

Jiang Wenyu scratched his head and looked at Zhong Zibian strangely.

Gongsun Zhen impatiently said to Zhong Zibian, "Go and change your clothes quickly. You are all soaked. Don't let the cold air contaminate the little girl and make her catch a cold."

Zhong Zibian was dragged away by Gongsun Zhen.

Jiang Wenyu looked at their figures with strange eyes.

Is Zhong Zibian's sister, a fellow physician who has been separated for more than 20 years, Gongsun Zhen?
strange.

It's so strange.

At [-]:[-] a.m., the sky was dim and misty, and the endless mountain peaks were lost in the twilight.

Tan Shu originally wanted to wait for Jiang Wenyu to turn around, but after waiting for a long time, Gongsun Zhen and Zhong Zi Bian were gone. Her bright black eyes were still staring ahead.

It was like an out-of-body experience.

Tan Shu doubted that even if he died now, Jiang Wenyu would not find out.

"There is no one left." Tan Shu turned around and stood directly in front of Jiang Wenyu, blocking all her sight, "Look at me."

Jiang Wenyu raised his head and looked into his dark and deep eyes.

Tan Shu carefully checked her neck with his eyes again, confirmed that there was nothing wrong, and asked her, "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Jiang Wenyu shook his head: "No."

Her voice was not as sweet as before, and was a little dry and hoarse.

The heavy rain was still falling, and the air was cold. Tan Shu went into the house to get a thin blanket and threw it to Jiang Wenyu who was sitting on the recliner.

Jiang Wenyu grabbed the soft blanket and looked at Tan Shu blankly: "Your Majesty, is this not good?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Tan Shu lay lazily on the chair next to him, with his hands behind his head and his tone casual, "Don't let yourself get cold."

Jiang Wenyu felt that Tan Shu completely regarded this place as her home and was familiar with everything she did. She rolled her eyes and said nothing.

"Are you sure it's Zhong Zibian?" Tan Shu asked aloud.

Is that person who is neither human nor ghost really Zhong Zibian?

Jiang Wenyu pulled the blanket away, spread it on his knees, and nodded: "It's Master Zibian."

Although she didn't want to admit it, Zhong Zibian was not wrong.

Tan Shu stretched out his arm and pulled Jiang Wenyu's blanket up to cover her chin. He clicked his tongue and said, "It's quite surprising."

Jiang Wenyu looked at the five fingers passing by his eyes and blinked suddenly.

After Zhongzi Bian came back, he finally looked like a human being.

"Disciple Jiang Jiang!"

Jiang Wenyu: "..."

Zhongzi Bian came over and said, "I heard from your wife that you were injured and mute. How do you feel?"

Jiang Wenyu sat up, but before he could speak, Zhong Zibian kept chattering: "How could you, a little girl, be injured? Who did it? Is it life-threatening? In addition to the neck injury, is there any danger? Are there any injuries? It’s not serious, but don’t let Master’s white-haired man send the black-haired man away.”

"Oh, I forgot, you are mute and can't speak."

Jiang Wenyu: "..."

Who, come and take my master away.

The reason why Jiang Wenyu and Zhong Zibian met less frequently was mostly because Jiang Wenyu didn't want to see him.

Because Zhong Zibian is really nagging.

Jiang Wenyu felt that he had spoken too much, but he did not expect that the master would speak even more.

"Master, why did you write to Ji Yanxing's boss instead of me and Uncle Zique?" Jiang Wenyu asked a little aggrievedly.

Zhongzi Bian said: "Because he gave me money."

Tan Shu's lips twitched when he heard this.

Both the master and the apprentice are obsessed with money.

Jiang Wenyu suddenly realized.

Zhong Zibian and Ji Yanxing were not friends, and Ji Yanxing bought the letter.

"Do you also want a letter, disciple Jiang Jiang?" Seeing her expression slightly condensed, Zhongzi Bian said, "Give me money and I will send you a letter every month."

Jiang Wenyu: "Master, talking about money is too harmful to the relationship between master and disciple."

Zhong Zibian: "Master doesn't mind."

Jiang Wenyu: "..."

Apprentice mind.

Jiang Wenyu showed a bright smile and "maintained" the master-disciple relationship with Zhong Zibian, while Tan Shu stared at her without saying a word.

Jiang Wenyu originally thought that Tan Shu was here to see Zhong Zibian, and when he saw him he would take the initiative to bring up the matter of treating the Queen Mother, but until it stopped raining and it got dark and the two of them were about to go back, he did not mention it.

For several consecutive days, Jiang Wenyu went to change the dressing on time and chatted with Zhong Zibian about medical skills, but Tan Shu never mentioned this matter.
……

The sky was as dark as splashed ink, the dark clouds blocked the bright crescent moon, and the sky and the earth were dim.

Jiang Wenyu returned to the inn, finished washing, and lay on his back on the bed, staring at the beams.

She had no chance to say the words she had prepared.

Tan Shu didn't ask her why she was injured. Jiang Wenyu's explanation would be counterproductive if he explained it too actively.

However, Tan Shu's silence was also very strange.

According to his temperament, it is very unusual for him to not say anything when he notices something abnormal.Unless...he already knows.

While thinking about it, Jiang Wenyu suddenly noticed something was wrong. She turned over and sat up, and when she saw it, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

I don't know when a figure quietly appeared in the room. The man was sitting at the square table. He was picking up the teapot and slowly pouring water into the two cups in front of him. The aroma of tea was flowing.

She just found out!

Jiang Wenyu couldn't help but feel horrified, his hand reached under the pillow and held the dagger.

The man smiled warmly and said: "Arqiong, don't be afraid, I brought your favorite sweet tea, come here and try it."

This voice!

It's him!

In the previous life, in prison, that male voice was neither high nor low!
Jiang Wenyu's heartstrings tightened and she looked at him in surprise.

At this time, the people at the table lit candles, and the flames flickered, illuminating the man in red sitting on the wooden stool.

The man has a stunning face, with three-dimensional facial features, slightly deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and a slight curve at the corners of his lips, making him look like a monster.

"Arqiong, why don't you speak?" The man looked at her with a smile and said in a skillful tone, "Don't you remember Brother Feng?"

A loud sound.

A string in Jiang Wenyu's mind was broken, and his bright watery eyes stared at him motionless.

Zhu Li Feng!
……

"Brother Feng, why do you like red?" the little girl looked at the boy in red and asked in a childish voice.

"I want to protect His Highness and kill everyone who harms His Highness." The young man touched the little girl's head and answered like an oath, "Red is the blood of the enemy and also my loyalty to Your Highness."

The little girl seemed to understand, her black grape-like eyes full of confusion: "Brother Feng, don't you always call me sister Arqiong? Why did you start calling me your highness today?"

The young man didn't answer directly, he just smiled and called her: "Arqiong."

"Brother Feng." Arqiong said happily.

The young man's blood-covered hand bent slightly and touched the corner of Arqiong's eyes, and a drop of bright red blood fell on Arqiong's eyes.

"Arjun."

……

"Arqiong." Zhu Lifeng took out a finely inlaid gold box from his arms with his pale fingers and said to Jiang Wenyu, "You can make it easy for Brother Feng to find it."

"Looking for me? Looking for death!"

The silver needle suddenly came out from Jiang Wenyu's fingertip. Zhu Lifeng pulled out his sword. The silver needle collided with the sword surface and fell to the ground. At the same time, the bright white sword light flashed in front of his eyes, which was as cold as Jiang Wenyu's eyes.

Zhu Lifeng stood up and blocked her attack, "Arqiong, do you remember, I taught you the silver needle. You were only six years old at the time, but you learned it quickly."

"Despite all these years of delay, you still amaze me as much as ever."

Jiang Wenyu moved his wrist flexibly, attacking his abdomen from east to west, and stabbed Zhu Lifeng in the chest with his backhand.

Zhu Lifeng refused to dodge, his clothes were torn and his arms were stained with blood, but he still didn't care and grabbed Jiang Wenyu's wrist. Jiang Wenyu felt pain and dropped the dagger.

Zhu Lifeng held Jiang Wenyu's hand reverently and placed a kiss on her knuckles.

"Your Highness, it was not my intention to hurt you."

"let go!"

Jiang Wenyu was startled, then felt a chill and struggled to get away.

"Arjun, come back with me..."

Before Zhu Lifeng finished speaking, a cold voice sounded in the hunting wind, "Do I allow the person who wants to take me away?"

Tan Shu's attack was as fast and violent as the wind. Zhu Lifeng's heart was shocked, the blood in his chest surged, and he did a somersault.

Tan Shu snorted without a smile: "I haven't settled the score with you yet, so I will die myself."

"Really?" Zhu Lifeng suddenly smiled, narrowed his peach blossom eyes and looked at Tan Shu, "You are the one who is going to die."

In the dark room, silver light flashed, and the harsh sound of swords clashing constantly sounded.

Jiang Wenyu glanced at the golden box on the table and paused for a moment. His blood was like ice slag, extremely cold.

The sound of a sharp weapon entering her body called her back.

Jiang Wenyu turned his head in surprise. Tan Shu was still fighting Zhu Lifeng, but the robe on his shoulders was stained with blood, as if he was injured.

"You are no match for me in this state." Zhu Lifeng blocked the fatal blow to the heart with his horizontal sword, his beautiful face full of disdain, "You are too weak now."

Tan Shu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of anger in his eyebrows: "It's easy to kill you."

The sword edge grazed Zhu Lifeng's neck fiercely, leaving a mark. He looked at Tan Shu with disgust.

When Jiang Wenyu saw it, Tan Shu lowered his head and coughed, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushes out of his bloody throat.

Just as he was about to step forward, Ruan Qiu, who had strange movements, appeared and exchanged several moves with Jiang Wenyu with his bare hands.

"Your Highness, do you think the prince of Wuhou Mansion will keep you if he finds out your identity?" Ruan Qiu's arms were restrained by Jiang Wenyu, and his legs pressed against Jiang Wenyu, "You will die!"

"Then you think I should be grateful and follow you back?" Jiang Wenyu said coldly, "Wishful thinking."

His neck was suddenly cut off with a hand-shaped knife. The last thing Jiang Wenyu saw was Xue Wuya's figure jumping in from the window.

……

Jiang Wenyu was awakened.

She broke into a cold sweat, stood up suddenly, and covered her face with her hands.

The reason for waking up was a tormenting dream.

In the dream, she could not remember the woman's appearance.I just remember that she was very good-looking.

The woman was smiling and holding a child.

"Arjun, do you know how you got your name?"

"You were born in the Mid-Autumn Festival. His Majesty said that the moon in the year you were born was super round. It was the most round he had ever seen. It was like a beautiful disc of jade, so he gave you the name Qiong."

"Arqiong was born on the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of reunion. The days to come will definitely be happy and complete."

"Arjun, Arjun...it's snowing."

Snow is flying between heaven and earth.

The woman held a hairpin in her hand and stabbed it into her neck.

The hairpin in the hand rises and falls, blood spurts out, as bright as a flower in bloom.

At the same time, a fire broke out silently.

Bai Qiong was walking in the vast snow, the biting wind tearing at the hem of her skirt.She stepped on the frost and snow and stumbled forward. The cold was biting and her hands turned purple from the cold.

There was a vast expanse of white in front of me, as if there was no end, and I couldn't get out no matter how I walked.

Bai Qiong's frozen fingers covered her eyes. She wiped her cheeks hastily and gritted her teeth, but she couldn't suppress the sound that escaped from her throat.

The wind in the imperial city blew Bai Qiong's black hair. She knelt helplessly on the snow, looking at the blazing fire. Tears fell from her eyes and mixed with the ice and snow.

"I, I, no, it's not..." Bai Qiong's hands were stained with blood, and she pressed them into the snow, choking and saying, "It's not..."

Bai Qiong tried her best to keep herself from falling. The sticky blood between her fingers had clotted. She bit her lower lip and refused to shed another tear, but she couldn't control it.She can't.She can't do it.

Bai Qiong fell.

The heavy snow buried Bai Qiong. She had no feeling, could not hear or see, had no strength, and her hands and feet were numb. She looked up at the sky, and there were a few snowflakes floating on her eyelashes, but she did not feel cold.She felt dead.

Why should they bear it?

why her?
She is obviously just Bai Zi's daughter.

Bai Zi... a legendary woman who has spent her whole life studying detoxification and specializing in poisons. She has profound knowledge in the study of making and detoxifying poisons. She was once called a saint because she saved the lives of people all over the country.

But now they say that the saint is the demon queen.No...it's not like that at all...

Bai Qiong seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, unconscious.

That day, the heavy snow was burned and melted by the fire rising high in the sky before it even fell to the ground.

Bai Qiong's snowflake was also burned in mid-air.

Without Bai Zi in the world, there would be no meaning for Bai Qiong’s existence.

From then on, there was only Jiang Wenyu.

……

Jiang Wenyu woke up from his dream and tried desperately to remember the man's face, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only get a vague outline.

How could she forget what that person looked like? !
If she doesn't even remember her, who else will remember Bai Zi who once had the world in her heart and would never forget the common people until her death?
Be sure to think about it.

The sky outside the window has turned white.

Jiang Wenyu stared blankly ahead, remembering Tan Shu's meaningful eyes before falling asleep.

He seemed injured.

Jiang Wenyu tidied himself up briefly, took the cakes, and decided to go see Tan Shu.

After knocking on the door three times, she got the answer and walked in.

"Sir."

When Tan Shu raised his eyes to look over, his slightly hooked eyes were filled with cold light. When he saw her face, he calmly restrained his cold aura.

Jiang Wenyu saw blood stains on his body and said in panic: "Your Majesty, you are not going to die, are you?"

The water in her eyes was rippling, and she looked very worried about him.

Tan Shu had black hair and a pale complexion. The look he looked at Jiang Wenyu showed some scrutiny or confusion.

"I can't die." Tan Shu looked at her, "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Wenyu walked over with the pastries and sat on the side, "Has the prince eaten?"

Tan Shu: "No."

Jiang Wenyu took a bite of the pastry and said softly, "Aren't you hungry, Your Majesty?"

Tan Shu looked at her, she didn't come to bring him food, she came to eat for him to see.

"Hungry." Tan Shu pointed to the things in Jiang Wenyu's hands with his eyes, "You only care about eating for yourself?"

"Ah? Doesn't the prince like sweet things?" Jiang Wenyu asked confused.

"I like it now." Tan Shu said.

Jiang Wenyu picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Tan Shu.

The taro purple pastry contrasts with Jiang Wenyu's white fingers. It's hard to say which one looks more delicious.

Tan Shu watched for a few breaths, then leaned forward slightly and ate the cake in Jiang Wenyu's hand.

His lips gently touched her cold fingertips.

Jiang Wenyu asked him eagerly: "How is it?"

Tan Shu raised his chin slightly: "It's okay." Not long after he finished speaking, Jiang Wenyu's bright smile gradually disappeared in front of him.

Jiang Wenyu pushed Tan Shu and called him several times, but there was no answer.

"Ruan Qiu is right about what he said. Whether it is you or Zhu Lifeng, it is a dead end."

She couldn't make any mistakes.

Jiang Wenyu looked at the unconscious Tan Shu, with the hem of his light orange skirt falling to the side.

She put one knee heavily on Tan Shu's abdomen, holding him down, then pulled out the hairpin on her head, raised the silver hairpin high, pointed the sharp tip of the scissors at Tan Shu's neck, and stabbed it hard -

With a "pop" sound, the sharp weapon pierced the flesh and made a muffled sound.

Blood flowed out instantly.

However, it did not penetrate into the neck. Jiang Wenyu and Tan Shu opened their eyes and looked at each other.

Jiang Wenyu's eyes were full of hostility and indifference that Tan Shu had never seen before.

He was stunned for a moment.

The hairpin dug into Tan Shu's hand covering his neck, and blood dripped out and dripped on his neck.

Jiang Wenyu's face changed slightly, and he pulled out the silver hairpin stuck in his hand, and stabbed Tan Shu's neck hard. Suddenly, he held her wrist with both hands.

"Master, why are you so weak? You can't even defeat your injured cousin!"

A shocked voice sounded.

Jiang Wenyu turned around and saw Xue Wuya, who had squatted on the window at some point, staring at them with jaws on his face.

Just when Jiang Wenyu was about to make a quick decision, Xue Wuya jumped down, picked up the porcelain bottle on the side, and threw it at Tan Shu without hesitation.

Tan Shu was hit unexpectedly, and he fainted before he even had time to react.

Jiang Wenyu was dumbfounded.

"Okay." Xue Wuya put down the porcelain vase with a hint of excitement in his tone, "The prince said that no matter who is harmful to my cousin, he will be beaten to death."

Jiang Wenyu was stunned: "...this person also includes Tan Shu?"

Xue Wuya said matter-of-factly: “No matter who it is, of course it’s included!”

Jiang Wenyu: "..."

What should I say?

Xue Wuya scratched his head: "However, it seems that he was a bit harsh."

Jiang Wenyu: “…”

Forget it.

As long as Xue Wuya was here, she couldn't kill him.

Jiang Wenyu stood up and wiped the bloody hairpin clean with a handkerchief, "Xiao Yuansong should be here. Please tell him about Shu's situation."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

however.

After hearing the news, Xiao Yuansong ran to Jiang Wenyu's room without thinking: "Something happened to Tan Shu! You..."

Jiang Wenyu: "...I know."

Xiao Yuansong looked at Shi Ying and then at Jiang Wenyu: "...Excuse me."

He also wanted to consider his brother's marriage. If Tan Shu was injured, he could let Jiang Wenyu take care of her and make her feel pity.As a result, people knew that Tan Shu was injured, but they still chose Brother Shi.

Amitabha, Tanshu should just become a monk.

Jiang Wenyu casually chatted with Xue Wuya and Shi Ying about the situation. She was poisoned by hallucinatory drugs and accidentally hurt Tan Shu.

Jiang Wenyu said that he wanted to run away now.

Quartz folded her arms and leaned against the window, asking Jiang Wenyu: "Are you leaving now?"

"Wait a minute." Jiang Wenyu tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "I'll think about it again."

When Tan Shu opened her eyes, a guess flashed through her mind:
The person who cannot survive more than a year is Tan Shu, not the Queen Mother.

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, Jiang Wenyu found it unbelievable, and all the details from the past came to mind.

First of all, Tan Shu is very strict about what he eats and has to check whether it is poisonous or not;

Secondly, Tan Shu’s abnormal state in Linglong Pavilion;
The third one was that Jiang Wenyu was sure that there must be some kind of poison on his body that had washed away the poison she had given him. Otherwise, with the poison she had given him, he would never have woken up so quickly.

The medicine contains residual poison, and part of the poison can also be used as medicine.

It is not unreasonable to fight fire with fire.

Tan Shu was not looking for a cure for the Queen Mother, but an antidote for himself.

Jiang Wenyu knew what Tan Shu was doing, so there was no need for her to run away.

Like very cheap.

Grasping weaknesses is the surest way to check and balance.
-
On the other side of the room, Tan Shu woke up, his brows furrowed, his dark eyes indifferent, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Xue Mutou smashed you..." Xiao Yuansong whispered.

Tan Shu: "..."

"You also know that Xue Mutou never bargains when doing things. If you ask him for a penny, he will never pay back half of it!"

Xue Wuya did not tell Xiao Yuansong that Jiang Wenyu wanted to kill Tan Shu. After all, in Xue Wuya's eyes, this is not called assassination, this is called a competition!

Tan Shu's expression was cold, Jiang Wenyu's appearance appeared in his mind, he lowered his eyes slightly, and following his movements, a few strands of hair fell off his forehead.

"Where is Jiang Wenyu?"

Xue Wuya didn't expect him to ask this. He turned his head left and right and suddenly remembered:
"That's right! My cousin said that she has something urgent and needs to return to the capital first."

"Go back?" Tan Shu frowned.

"Yes, Brother Shi and I are packing things." Xiao Yuansong said, catching a glimpse of the figure at the door from the corner of his eye, and said cheerfully, "Oh, my cousin is here to say goodbye to you!"

Tan Shu looked over and saw that Jiang Wenyu had changed into clean clothes, and the steps above her head were swaying slightly as she walked, still with a pure smile on her face.

The unabashed murderous intention seemed to be just a dream of Tan Shu.

Jiang Wenyu's almond-shaped eyes blinked, and his curly black eyelashes flickered like little fans.

"Sir."

The voice is crisp and sweet.

Xiao Yuansong touched the back of his head and said consciously: "You guys chat, I'm leaving."

Jiang Wenyu picked up the medicinal soup on the table and sat on the edge of the bed, "Your Majesty, if you don't drink the medicine, you will be cold."

Tan Shu's dark eyes stared at her for a moment.

Tan Shu can understand that she wants to kill herself.

After all, he threatened her.

If he could die in her hands, he would even be a little happy.

"Your Majesty, why don't you drink it? Do you suspect that I have poisoned this medicine?"

Jiang Wen Yuxing had a soft smile in her eyes, looking playful and smart.

Tan Shu opened his mouth and took a sip, still staring at her.

"Your Majesty, thank you." Jiang Wenyu said thank you with his eyebrows raised.

Jiang Wenyu's brisk tone made Tan Shu relax. Although it was inappropriate, he couldn't help but asked again: "What are you trying to do with your gratitude?"

Jiang Wenyu hesitated and did not answer.

Tan Shu: "Speak."

Jiang Wenyu paused, still feeding him the medicine, and politely refused: "I didn't ask what the poison on the prince's body was about."

Tan Shu: "..."

She did know.

As expected of her, she is so smart.

Jiang Wenyu blinked his eyes, looking confused as if he didn't know anything.

Unexpectedly, after a moment, Tan Shu said: "Two years ago, the poison was poisoned by the assassin."

Jiang Wenyu: "..."

Tan Shu: "I've finished speaking, it's your turn."

Jiang Wenyu thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, brother, for being powerful."

"I have it too."

"Thank you for your good looks, brother."

Tan Shu sneered softly: "Am I worse than him?"

Jiang Wenyu’s eyes were filled with smiles:

"But I don't like Xie Zhiwei."

Tan Shu was startled when he heard this.

Also.

Xie Zhiwei is not worthy of her affection.

Tan Shu looked at Jiang Wenyu intently and asked casually for a moment: "Then who do you like?"

Jiang Wenyu smiled and said softly, "I will never fall in love with anyone."

Tan Shu's eyes were locked on Jiang Wenyu, and waves of light flickered inside, like a fine net.

The depths of his eyes seemed to be on fire.

"I will change this answer," he said firmly.

Tan Shu stared at Jiang Wenyu, wanting to say that he was not anyone, but Tan Shu standing beside her.

That's it.

But I didn’t say anything if I thought it was disgusting.

The two stared at each other motionless for a long time, a cheerful smile flowing from the corners of Jiang Wenyu's lips.

"Your Majesty, the people I like don't live long."

Tan Shu raised his eyebrows when he heard this and asked her, "Do you think I am someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Although both of them were smiling, they were not joking in the slightest.

Tan Shu is really not afraid of death.

He also knows that she doesn't like him yet.

……

like.

It's hard for Jiang Wenyu to like someone.

Only Bai Qiong can fall in love with others easily.

……

After Xiao Yuansong arrived, they did not continue to stay in the inn, but went to the Bieyuan near the river.

As night falls, the river is like a black ribbon, glowing dimly.

Jiang Wenyu, who couldn't sleep, sat on the edge of the corridor, holding his chin in his hand and looking into the distance.

The melodious flute sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

Jiang Wenyu turned around in surprise and found that in a pavilion not far away, Tan Shu was twirling a flute with his slender fingers and putting it to his lips.

She watched him play the flute for the first time.

A transverse flute, with scattered flute sounds, flying ink, ripples on the river surface, and the reeds on both sides of the river seem to be dancing.

"Your Majesty is so awesome!" Jiang Wenyu applauded and praised.

I thought he was just showing off.

He actually knows how to blow.

Tan Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, raised the ends of his eyes slightly, with a high-spirited smile.

"come over."

Jiang Wenyu looked confused, but he still walked over. Tan Shu reached out and grabbed her, pulled her to sit next to him, and asked her, "Did you just say bad things about me in your heart?"

"No. They are good words." Jiang Wenyu looked honest, "I don't dare to say bad things about the Crown Prince."

Tan Shu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you afraid of?"

"There are so many." Jiang Wenyu blinked gently, obediently and innocently.

Tan Shu: "For example?"

Jiang Wenyu thought about it seriously and said, "For example, I don't dare to like the Crown Prince."

"..."

Tan Shu hummed softly: "It's not that you don't dare, it's that you won't."

"I just don't know anything." Jiang Wenyu propped his head, turned a blind eye and looked at him, "Unlike the Crown Prince, who knows everything."

This sounded like a compliment, but it felt wrong to my ears.

Tan Shu stretched out his hand, used two fingers to lift Jiang Wenyu's messy hairband back to its original position, and asked casually: "Are you also so evil towards Xie Zhiwei and Shi Ying?"

Jiang Wenyu: "I don't know how to be yin and yang."

"It seems that he is only jealous of me." Tan Shu was inexplicably proud and said with curled lips, "It's my honor."

Jiang Wenyu: "..."

The two of them came out of the pavilion and walked into the house in tacit agreement. Jiang Wenyu was walking, but suddenly he stood still in place.

Tan Shu turned around, looked at her quietly for a while, and raised his lower eyebrow slightly: "Tired from walking?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wenyu nodded.

Tan Shu pursed his lips and smiled: "It's not that you're tired, it's that you don't want to walk."

Jiang Wenyu, who was said to be lazy, looked up at him and pretended to be surprised: "How does the prince know?"

Tan Shu saw through her pretense and didn't reveal it. He just smiled and said, "Shall I carry you back?"

Jiang Wenyu also smiled: "Your Majesty, no matter how nice you are to me, I will never like you."

"I like you and treat you well, as long as you feel at ease and accept it."

Tan Shu said, squatting down and carrying the person on his back.A man's shoulders are broad, warm and strong, and full of security.

Jiang Wenyu put his arms around his neck, rested his chin on his shoulder, and smiled even more.

"Your Majesty, don't like me."

"What? You want to take care of me?" Tan Shu looked straight ahead and said lazily, "Okay, get married to me and let you take care of me."

"But I also want to take care of Brother Xie and Yingying. Do I have to get married to them?" Jiang Wenyu said.

Tan Shu glanced at the person behind him from the corner of his eye, lowered his voice and said coldly: "Are you looking for death?"

Jiang Wenyu laughed muffledly.

"If they dare to marry you, I will kill them." Tan Shu said in a harsh tone, "Let a good day turn into a death anniversary, and a wedding into a funeral."

Jiang Wenyu's eyes were slightly startled.

She smelled that familiar good smell again, dangerous, warm, and aggressive.

It is a breath that makes people feel relaxed and wanton.

Jiang Wenyu said regretfully: "In this case, there will be no one for me to entertain myself."

Tan Shu: "I'm not a human being?"

Jiang Wenyu: "No."

Tan Shu laughed angrily: "I used to be said to be a good person, but now I am not."

Jiang Wenyu burst into laughter.

Why didn't I realize that the prince had a childish and squeamish side before?

She enjoys rational people who become irrational for her;
She wanted to see him look fierce for her.

"I changed my mind." Jiang Wenyu said suddenly.

Tan Shu: "Huh?"

Jiang Wenyu rubbed his head against Tan Shu's shoulder, hugged his neck tightly with his hands, closed his eyes and said:

"Your Majesty, try your best to make me fall in love with you."

Jiang Wenyu's breath fell on the side of Tan Shu's neck, and the warm breath fell on his skin and became extremely hot. The indescribable warmth spread throughout his body and wrapped around his heart.

Tan Shu paused.

The night was quiet and my heartbeat was beating wildly.

He chuckled softly: "I won't let you down."