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

Of course Jiang Wenyu denied it: "No."

She was suppressing a smile on her face, but her voice couldn't hide it.

Tan Shu smiled and said, "You'd better not."

He didn't answer, and he probably hadn't made up his mind yet on what to do.

Once this incident comes out, Li Zhaoyi and Li Jingheng must not stay. Then, killing both of them and seizing power is a sure thing.

If he succeeds in seizing power, Lord Wu will only want to fight for peace and stability; Tan Yan can be a civil servant but not a martial artist, and he will serve as a strategist in the army, and he does not want to be a king. As for Tan Shu...

Jiang Wenyu's black pupils reflected the burning flames. She raised her eyelids and looked at the young man who was picking up branches not far away. The faint firelight outlined his broad shoulders and waist.

If Zhu Lifeng felt that it would be best if everyone in the world died, then Tan Shu felt that the life and death of everyone in the world had nothing to do with him.

The throne is less attractive to Tan Shu than what to eat for dinner.

"Your Majesty, let me ask you a question." Jiang Wenyu looked at Tan Shu with his watery almond eyes and said very seriously.

Tan Shu walked towards her and sat aside, as if you ask, I will definitely answer.

Jiang Wenyu looked directly into his unfocused black eyes and asked slowly, "Is Ming'an the prince?"

Hearing this, Tan Shu paused, then raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why are you so smart?"

Jiang Wenyu often boasts about herself and often tries to trick others into praising her, but in fact she is not too moved in her heart.

Rather than Tan Shu's compliments, what moved her more was his eyes.

Seeing that Jiang Wenyu was motionless, Tan Shu reached out and touched her head: "Where is the soul lost?"

Jiang Wenyu regained consciousness, smiled softly, and told him what he learned from Ming An.

On weekdays, Ming'an did not chant sutras and worship Buddha all day like other monks. Instead, he studied Confucian classics such as the Four Books and Five Classics, and read hundreds of classics.

Abbot Hongguang taught him literature, Tanshu taught him martial arts, and sent him to flood-stricken areas in order to experience the suffering of the people.

Although Ming'an, a fool, did not understand their intentions, he could be regarded as cultivating a benevolent heart.

After hearing this, Tan Shu frowned and asked, "You think I'm weird too?"

Jiang Wenyu didn't know how he asked this question. Isn't it obvious?

Everyone thinks Tan Shu is weird.

"What's wrong with me? Let me tell you." Tan Shu said reluctantly.

Sure enough, the prince was always extremely naive and squeamish about certain things.

Jiang Wenyu smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, it's quite strange for you to ask this question now."

Tan Shu: "..."

indeed.

In order to get rid of the weird label, Tan Shu calmly changed the subject: "Ming'an was born to a girl from a noble family while the emperor was on his southern tour."

The daughter of the aristocratic family died, leaving Ming An homeless and homeless. The emperor knew that he had a child and wanted to take him back, but it was hard to say that he had an extra prince in vain.

So the emperor went to seek the advice of Abbot Hongguang.

Abbot Hongguang asked Tan Shu, who was practicing abroad at the time, to bring him back to Jingci Temple. I kept on raising and raising until now.

The emperor probably forgot that he had a son who was placed in a temple with a green lantern accompanying the Buddha.

Tan Shu gathered the military power in his hands, and he had considered everything.

If Jiang Wenyu doesn't want this military power, then he will give it to Ming An.

His junior brother is occasionally useful.

Jiang Wenyu didn't know what Tan Shu was thinking, so she nodded thoughtfully.

With Ming'an here, if Li Zhaoyi and Li Jingheng were killed, the people of Beidu would not be in dire straits.

Jiang Wenyu suddenly remembered something, blinked, took out the flute hidden in his arms, and handed it to him:

"Now, Your Majesty, give me back your flute."

Tan Shu stretched out his hand but did not take the flute. Instead, he held her wrist and pulled her into his arms unceremoniously.

The ground was covered with some dry weeds. Tan Shu bent one of his long legs and lay back. He held Jiang Wenyu with one hand and put the other behind his head. He said lazily: "I'll give it to you."

Jiang Wenyu huddled in his arms and smiled: "Your Majesty, could it be that you wanted to give the flute to me from the beginning, but you were afraid that I would refuse, so you made up a story about when you liked you and when you gave it back to you? Deadline, right?”

Tan Shu snorted softly and never admitted: "I don't have as many thoughts as you do."

"Your Majesty, you have wronged me. I am not careful with anyone." Jiang Wenyu said innocently.

"Really?" Tan Shu said with a half-smile, "Then tell me who you did it to. When you go out tomorrow, I will kill them all."

Jiang Wenyu suppressed his laughter and said deliberately: "Zhu Lifeng and Xie Zhiwei should take care of two of them."

Tan Shu once again understood what it means to be a cheap person.

Why did he ask so much.

"Say it again?" Tan Shu stared at Jiang Wenyu with a cold expression.

"The prince said that Zhu Lifeng and I were childhood sweethearts, and Xie Zhiwei and I were childhood sweethearts."

Jiang Wenyu recounted it truthfully. Tan Shu laughed angrily, his face turned cold for a moment, he let go of her, stood up and left.

Jiang Wenyu grabbed him and said hurriedly: "Hey, don't."

It was so uncomfortable to sleep on weeds, so she didn't embarrass herself.

Tan Shu turned his head and stared into the girl's bright almond eyes without saying a word.

Jiang Wenyu was amused by him.

"I don't like the two of them." Jiang Wenyu leaned forward and took a sniff, with a coaxing tone, "They are not as good as you."

Tan Shu said angrily: "Do you want me to use incense?"

The smile on Jiang Wenyu's face deepened.

She looked at him with a smile for a moment, then lowered her head and took his left hand, holding it with both hands.

"I can have childhood sweethearts with many people, and childhood sweethearts with many people, but I will only grow old together with you."

Jiang Wenyu raised his eyes, looked into Tan Shu's eyes, and said with a smile, "I will grow old with you." (End of this chapter)