Heartburn

The next day, I washed and cleaned up under the service of Xiao Chan. I could basically ignore the fact that he was a member of the opposite sex. It's okay to be an ordinary girl.

After having a light and delicious breakfast, Yan Ke brought the guards to my room again, holding a bowl of dark brown Chinese medicine with a bitter taste in his hands: "His Royal Highness, how did you rest last night?"

I drank the soup medicine in her hand in one gulp, handed the empty bowl back to her, smiled slightly and said, "Very good."

She glanced at me slightly in surprise, and then said softly: "How can your Highness be so obedient today? Drinking medicine is as refreshing as drinking water. It's actually very different from the old Highness who would cry every time I drink medicine."

While speaking, he took a small jar of candied fruit from the guard, and took one to my mouth.

With one in her hand, I just sneered: "I woke up and forgot some things, but I learned some truth. I always felt that I couldn't be as self-willed as before."

"My complexion has improved a lot. It's not like it used to be. It takes some time to turn around on the bed." She wiped her hands and smiled with me-I found that her hands are not as good as the ones on her face. The skin is so delicate, but it is a pair of calloused, weather-beaten hands.

"Aunt Ke, since I have listened to you and take good care of myself, should you honor your promise and let me meet the Jiang Guard?" I looked away from her hand, and I tried to ask.

"His Royal Highness!" She glared at me disapprovingly, but pampered more than helplessly, "Well...just go and take a look at her, so that you don't always worry about it and don't take care of it-only a quarter of an hour."

"I know." I nodded quickly and obediently-this auntie Ke is really obedient to Kuang Xihan.

"Bing San, Bing Si, follow your protection, don’t let the surname Jiang collide with your Highness." She turned her head and ordered the two guards behind her, and said to Xiao Cicada with worry, "You too His Royal Highness served by his side, and when the quarter of an hour came, he sent His Royal Highness back to rest."

"Yes." Xiao Chan nodded hurriedly.

Under her thousands of warnings, I was finally allowed to walk out of this bedroom, surrounded by a large group of people, toward the courtyard of the courtyard back from the corridor.

Not long afterwards, my body felt a little tired, and I finally saw a beautiful pavilion with a bunch of flowers in front of me. The three characters "Yongletang" are written on the plaque with the official script that I am very familiar with. The font is clear and beautiful, but the style is weak. It can be seen that the book writers are not strong enough, and the stamina is insufficient-I am only fortunate that I can understand the text here, and I will not be an illiterate with a black eye.

Just standing outside the gate of Yongle Hall, you can smell a mellow fragrance, not like the sweetness of ordinary fat rice, but like the intoxicating sweetness that has been fermented for many years-in this, it seems to be hidden again A trace of blood, I don't know if it is my illusion.

Xiao Chan opened the door one step ahead of me, and then respectfully let it aside, waiting for me to enter.

I scanned the attendants and guards who followed behind me, and they all regarded myself as the background silently like him, as if they were afraid of attracting my attention.

I was so happy that no one was following. Without monitoring, I stepped into the room which was hung with layers of red gauze tents, which concealed the inside so that it was indistinct—the scent was more intense, and it seemed to carry other things. The indescribable elegant fragrance...Similarly, the **** smell became more and more obvious.

Lifting up the layer after layer of the veil with the misty fragrance, the silhouette of a person gradually appeared in my eyes. When I passed the last layer of concealment, I finally saw the thin figure clearly, and finally saw it. The whole view of the mysterious Yongletang.

——I think I probably understand why Xiao Chan looks so unnatural when talking about Yongle Tang; I also began to understand how the original owner of this body, Kuang Xihan, is so mad and unruly.

I vaguely remember that in the "Historical Records: Yin Benji", I read such a sentence: "Daily plays in the sand dunes, (Zhou) uses wine as a pool and county meat as a forest, so that men and women are naked in the meantime, which is the long night. Drinking.” This is the allusion of Shang Zhou Wang Jiuchi Roulin-now it seems that Kuang Xihan is also one of the fans here.

The huge room was divided into two parts. One side was a square jade pool that was manually excavated. The bottomless pool was full of water that seemed to overflow the entire pool. The fragrance of wine was scattered, and people didn’t know what the night was. There are lively and fragrant pictures hanging on it, so lifelike and embarrassing, there are a few beautiful teenagers sitting and lying by the pool, who only wear colorful tulle, and their eyes are red when they are laughing and playing, and their eyes are like silk.

Seeing me walking in, I didn't step forward, but waved at me with a smile, Xu Shi was too drunk to get up... I couldn't help but look away.

On the other side, it was a completely different scene.

Whips made of various materials, inexplicable bottles and cans, sticks and knives of different sizes, mostly with barbed organs, piles of candlestick wax oil, and gold and silver needles that teach people to numb the scalp... It is really eye-opening to fight for wonders and beauty, and I can't help but suspect that I have come to a prison specializing in torture and confession.

However, these kinds of things are far less attractive than the thin figure standing in the middle of the long twigs; or, after sweeping around the wonders, I can only see that person in my eyes. That's it.

The man wore only a loose white silk garment, barely covering the base of his legs, revealing a pair of white and beautiful long legs; the large areas of uncovered shoulders and necks were covered with bruises, even a few. There were still bloodshot eyes, and there were several breaks in the white clothes, and the shocking whiplashes went straight through-her hands were hoisted high, and a pair of gold bracelets studded with gems was handcuffed to her wrists, drawing out a dazzling circle. Red seal; face pale as snow, black hair as thick as crow feathers, slender eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, like a leftover leaf in the wind, yet there is a kind of misty and poignant beauty.

"You..." I stood there in a daze, struggling-if I step forward, how should I speak and what to say? If you turn around and leave, it would be against your will and regret.

who is she? What's wrong? How could you be handcuffed here?

One question after another quickly passed through my mind, but none of them were able to pull me back from the astonishment of loss of soul.

I probably noticed my gaze, and the dangling woman moved gently, and the bracelet dinged; the slightly curled eyelashes also slowly lifted up, as if a breeze lifted my cheeks, soft and soft. Itchy... I subconsciously held my breath.

When she looked up faintly, I actually felt as if someone had been hit with a stick, my heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and even the original intention of coming here was completely forgotten—unexpectedly , For the first time in my life, because a person keeps his eyes open and feels emotional, this person is just like me, a woman.

She has a pair of extremely deep eyes. When I crossed her eyes, it seemed as if I saw a flash of amber from the cold star-like pupils. Upon closer inspection, it was only a calm and waveless pool reflecting me. The almost silly look.

She didn't seem to be surprised at my appearance. Seeing me staring straight at her, she didn't have the slightest shyness. She just opened her lips lightly and said, "Jiang Zhuo has seen His Royal Highness Ling." Her voice was soft and elegant, but her tone was calm. As calm as if she was not a prisoner who was tortured by imprisonment.

-Jiang Zhuo?

It turns out that she is the Jiang Guard.

I suddenly remembered what Xiao Chan said: For Kuang Xihan and the people around her, the so-called petting and having fun are really extraordinary...

"You..." I paused, and I turned my eyes to the few gauze teenagers who were drinking and having fun on the other side. When the words came to my lips, I changed again, "You go out first."

Perhaps it was Kuang Xihan who had accumulated prestige in these people's minds for a long time. My expressionless expression really frightened these teenagers. They immediately took back the frivolous attitude, and gave a hasty salute and you pushed me and left. .

When only me and her were left, the room was silent again-I licked my lips, and for a moment I felt: Maybe it's not the best decision to throw the teenagers out.

"Is the prince's body okay?" She was silent for a while, or she was the first to break the deadlock.

"It's, it's okay..." I bit my lip, planning to ask straightforwardly what happened before.

However, before I could speak, the door behind me was knocked softly, and Xiao Cicada's voice came through the layers of gauze tents: "His Royal Highness, the hour has come, you should return."

I ignored him, just looked at Jiang Zhuo's eyes, but lost the courage to speak again.

"What instructions does the prince have?" When she thought about it, she also noticed that my hesitation had stopped, so she asked indifferently.

"Come here, take off her handcuffs." I turned around annoyedly and said to the door.

The door was opened, and the two guards Bing San Bing Si sent by Xiao Chan and Yan Ke walked in.

Cicada lowered his head and dared not look at me, Bing San did a half kneeling ceremony, and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, this pair of handcuffs is a tribute bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor. The keys are kept by you personally, your subordinates, etc. I dare not go beyond."

"Where's the key?" I asked Xiao Chan.

He glanced at me cautiously, stepped back quietly, and replied in a low voice: "Go back to your Highness, the key...you threw it away."

"Where did you throw it?" Although it wasn't an order from me, it took this body after all, but now I am responsible for the consequences.

"In the lake in the backyard..." After he finished speaking quickly, he immediately stepped aside, lowered his head and held his breath, as if he was afraid of my anger against him.

——As expected of the emperor's relatives, there is still a lake in the yard.

I think optimistically, at least Kuang Xihan is not the declining aristocrat who relies solely on loans to maintain their honor...This is the only place I can comfort myself.

I sighed silently in my heart, I was actually a little afraid to turn my head and look at Jiang Zhuo's expression-maybe, can I send a craftsman to unlock the lock? Or just split it with a knife?

I hesitated not to speak, and the others did not dare to speak without permission. The corner of my eye saw Xiao Chan as a reminder that I knew that the quarter of an hour set by Yan Ke had already passed-but I just didn't see it.

Before solving Jiang Zhuo's problem, I did not want to leave.

"The prince is going to let Jiang Zhuo go?" The woman who was dangled asked carelessly, seeing our every move.

"Yes, it's just..." I turned my head and met her clear eyes. I only felt that my cheeks were hot and ashamed. I wanted to apologize, but I couldn't speak. I'm afraid it's not for my current identity. do.

"In that case," she nodded clearly, and suddenly made a mistake with her hands-only hearing a "click", she broke the handcuffs with her bare hands, "Please forgive me, Lord."

I glanced at her wrist subconsciously, and a blood stain was vaguely scratched by the metal handcuffs, which made my wrist hurt.

She shook her hand unconsciously and didn't care.

Isn't this person painful?