Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 778

Jiang Yanran thought for a long time, but still didn't know how to write. Finally, she simply put down the pen and set the signed letter paper on fire, watching the word "Shizi" being swallowed up by the red flames, burning into white ash, and being blown by the breeze. , scattered on the ground.

"Just run away and say that I'm begging to see the prince." She said calmly, "There's no need to avoid people."

Hongye looked at her, as if she wanted to wait for her to repent, but seeing her calm and calm eyes, she gritted her teeth and nodded: "Yes."

No matter what the girl does, there must be a reason, and she obeys.

When she walked out, Jiang Yanran walked to the window, reached out and picked up a fallen leaf to play with.

The withered and fallen leaves that had lost all moisture were extremely brittle, and when she gently twirled them with her index finger and thumb, countless crumbs fell one after another.

"Only tonight, who will sweep the court?"

After today, will she still be here?

She walked to the dressing table, looked at her pale lips in the mirror, reached out to pick up the rouge and opened it, but before her fingertips touched the rouge, she retracted again, smiled self-deprecatingly, and slowly put the rouge down.

"Girl," Hong Ye ran back panting, with sweat dripping from the tip of her nose, "Your Majesty is in the mansion, let you go there now."

"Okay." Jiang Yanran stood up and said, "You don't have to follow, I can go by myself."

"But girl," Hongye saw that she seemed to have made some important decision, and she felt sad about parting with life and death, so she couldn't help but said, "How can you find the prince by yourself? This..."

"I don't agree with etiquette?" Jiang Yanran smiled, "It doesn't matter, life is more important than etiquette."

Hongye was shocked, knelt down on the ground, and begged bitterly: "Girl, what are you going to do! Let the servant accompany you, otherwise the servant will be worried..."

"Of course not to seek death," Jiang Yanran stretched out her hand to support her, "but to find a way to survive."

She had a delicate and relaxed smile on her face, and the red leaves were stunned.

"Go to the kitchen and ask me for a sweet bowl. Don't be afraid of the cold weather. Put more ice and more sugar." Jiang Yanran ordered, let go of her hands and walked out, walking steadily and firmly.

Hongye stared blankly at the back of her walking alone, feeling that she was so thin and pitiful walking among the yellow leaves all over the sky.

Hongye's footsteps moved, but when she reached the door, she still held onto the door and stood still, muttering: "Girl..."

When Jiang Yanran arrived at Shizi's study, Huya was waiting for her outside, saw her and went up to salute: "Miss Jiang, Shizi was called away by Madam just now, please come and wait in the study. I will serve you some tea and snacks."

Jiang Yanran shook her head: "No need, I don't dare to trespass in the important place of the study, so I'll just wait here for the prince."

"That's fine." Huya agreed, and then scolded the boy next to him, "Why don't you hurry up and fetch a chair for Miss Jiang?"

When the chair was brought, Jiang Yanran didn't sit down.

Huya suddenly remembered that she had an injury on her back, and hurriedly said: "You should be hit, I forgot that you were injured..."

Jiang Yanran smiled and shook her head: "It's just a small matter."

She stood there quietly with her back straight, as if she wasn't the one who was punished two days ago.

Huya secretly sighed in admiration, even he himself, after being punished for such a short period of time, it would be very difficult for him to do this.

Miss Jiang is really a person who can achieve great things, and she can endure what ordinary people can't bear.

After waiting for half an hour, the prince still hadn't come back, Huya was a little embarrassed, and said: "Miss Jiang, go back and rest first, and I'll have someone call you when the prince comes back."

"No need." Jiang Yanran declined, "I have nothing to worry about, so wait a little longer. Huya, if you have something to help you, don't call me."

Huya scratched his head and laughed along with him: "There's nothing wrong with the little ones, the biggest thing is to greet you."

He asked someone to bring tea, Jiang Yanran thanked him and took it, taking a sip.

"Sir."

"Sir."

Hearing salutations and greetings one after another outside, Huya said pleasantly, "Finally back."

Jiang Yanran's face became paler and paler, teeth marks were bitten on her lips, Huya was afraid that she would faint here if the prince did not come back.

The eldest son came in with the pace of a dragon and a tiger, tall and straight, against the light, like a god.

Jiang Yanran lowered her head in salute, not daring to meet him directly.

"Get up." Shizi's face was serious, his voice was not warm, "Come with me."

"Yes."

Jiang Yanran followed behind him step by step, with her head bowed, her attitude was respectful and pious.

Huya looked at the two of them from behind, always feeling weird.

After struggling for a moment between following and not following, he still stepped forward to follow.

However, when Jiang Yanran heard his footsteps, she turned her head and smiled, "I want to talk to the prince alone, can I ask Huya to guard the outside and not allow anyone to come forward?"

Huya looked at Shizi.

Shizi didn't turn his head, and let out a "hmm".

Huya then replied: "Yes."

These two are smart people, what are they talking about behind closed doors?It doesn't really make much sense for him to go in. After all, he is such a straightforward person, how can he understand their smart people's fighting?
He closed the door, walked to the front steps and sat down, waving the others to back off.

The door was closed from behind, Jiang Yanran knelt down on the ground, bowed her head and waited for the punishment.

Shizi went to the desk and sat down, without opening his mouth, he wrote something with a pen.

He didn't move and said nothing, Jiang Yanran knelt quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Shizi put down his pen and asked, "What do you want?"

"I beg your son to spare your life." Jiang Yanran said every word.

"You are my cousin's niece, and you are also my cousin in terms of seniority." Shizi tapped his fingers on the table, his thin lips parted, and said meaningfully, "Why should I execute you?"

"Because I did something wrong and touched your Ni Lin." Jiang Yanran raised her head and looked at Shizi frankly.

"continue--"

"First, without your consent, I attacked Aunt Ye privately, which almost ruined your plan, and I will be sentenced to death."

She paused, trying to see something from Shizi's expression, but found nothing.

"Secondly, I have fallen in love with you and committed a big taboo. You will not keep me."

Loving him is a matter of her alone; but in his opinion, it is a capital offense, which is more unforgivable than the first one.

"Why didn't I keep you? Maybe, I'll accept you for the sake of your sincerity? At most, it's just a refusal. Where does the death penalty come from?"

The prince squinted his eyes and looked down at Jiang Yanran like an ant.

As expected, he got straight to the point and didn't mention Aunt Ye at all.

"It's been so long, if you want to save me, you would have punished me a long time ago." Jiang Yanran said, "I have been waiting for you for two days, and if there is no movement, I know that you are determined to get rid of me quietly .”

"why?"

The roles of the two seemed to be reversed, the person who should ask was answering, while the person who should be answering was asking questions, neither of them found it strange.

(End of this chapter)