Heartburn

When I returned to the palace, it had been a while since the time for meals on weekdays.

As I expected, Fu Zhenzhen did not send an attendant to find my whereabouts, nor did he come to ask me about my meal. He even didn’t know my itinerary today. Someone had informed him that I would not be early. Come back, tell him to eat his own meal without waiting for me—this person with foresight, if he doesn't think about it, it must be Jiang Zhuo.

No wonder God left mysteriously for a while in the morning, it turned out to be to order the attendants.

I laughed secretly at her little trick, but I didn’t pierce it. On the contrary, I was very pleased for the possessiveness she showed to me. So when I was dining with her, she never forgot about the noon incident, and still retaliated towards me. There are a lot of trivial pranks like yam in the bowl, and I can force myself to eat everything without changing my face—after all, no matter how unpalatable this yam is, it’s her "heart", and I can't bear to refuse it. .

After dinner and a walk in the garden, I consciously followed her back to Tingxue Pavilion.

Since I promised her, it doesn't matter if it will attract gossip or even Yan Ke's attention. Maybe I just don't want to admit it, so that the idea of ​​getting close to her day and night is pressed into the secret of my heart.

As usual, all the attendants who were serving were rejected, and after washing with her, they stopped in the same room together.

This time I was very awake and not sleepy. I was tossing and turning around in a quilt with inexplicable anticipation and fear of some kind of impending behavior.

Looking at Jiang Zhuo, who was comprehending the dressing gown, he tried to think about topics to alleviate the uncomfortable moment. With a flash of inspiration, things of the day suddenly appeared, and he naturally mentioned the three princes: " Speaking of which, Ukulele’s guards are quite good! Especially the male guard, his skin is healthy, wheat-colored, and he looks very sunny, but he is too rigid..."

Before I finished speaking, I was keenly aware of the stagnation of the atmosphere, and after thinking about it carefully, I immediately wished to slap myself--praising the other opposite **** in front of my lover. Is there a more blundering topic than this?

No one will feel happy after changing it?

What's more, Jiang Zhuo, who seems to be more jealous on the surface, is actually more jealous... Am I digging a hole for myself?

With a wry smile watching her lie down with her back to me, without saying a word, I couldn't help but pound my pillow with annoyance: Look, I know she must be angry.

"Jiang Zhuo, Jiang Zhuo?" She tentatively poked her back. After a few times, she didn't respond. Afterwards, she tightened the muscles and taught me that my fingers hurt." You just said, don't ignore me~"

"Since your Royal Highness likes the barbarians of the Linzhi country, just ask the three princes. He must be above the diplomatic relations between the two countries and will not fail to agree." She shrank her shoulders, and she was silent again.

I feel helpless, but I can't help but want to laugh-why do you think she is so cute when she is jealous? If it's not for worrying that the joke is too bad to end, I really want to continue to tease her...

After thinking about it, I stretched out my hand to wrap around her waist and raised my foot to hook her legs. Most of my body was lying on her back, holding her firmly, until she struggled symbolically for a few times. After she moved, she said softly to her ear: "It is true that the guards of the three princes look very good and very likable, but what does that have to do with me? In my heart, someone has long been caught The jealous silly girl has taken over."

——That silly girl, sometimes she is so calm and handsome that people scream, and sometimes she is arrogant and naive, and crazy, but no matter what she looks like, I can’t do anything about her.

Listening to me slowly confessing my heart with her with a smile, Jiang Zhuo just listened quietly at first, then suddenly turned over, and in turn pressed me underneath him, looking down at me straightly, with a look of annoyance but not annoyance. .

"My mind, are you still not sure?" While she was softening, I hurriedly pressed her hand to her chest, and said swearingly: "If you don't believe me, touch it and see if it is beating for you. "

She looked at each other for a moment, but she was the one who lost the battle first, turned to one side, lay down, and snorted, "Greasy mouth and tongue."

Didn't I get rid of the hand that I was quietly searching for.

He smiled silently, clasped his fingers tightly, just lying side by side like this, doing nothing, but it was more fulfilling and satisfying than ever.

Staring at the carved flower on the top of the bed, I was stunned for a while, and I suddenly broke the silence-just because there was a question that has bothered me for a long time. Although asking the mouth is bound to destroy the excellent atmosphere at the moment, I don't know I missed it For a moment, can I still speak: "Jiang Zhuo, tell me about you, I want to know you better, can I?"

"What do you want to know?" Her voice was steady and unchanging, but she held my hand tightly involuntarily.

"Well, for example, who else is in your family?" I asked casually, playing with the thin callus on her fingertips.

"My parents died early and there is no sideline, don't your Highness not know?" She glanced at me lightly, meaning it was unclear, "Every royal guard should have a file in it."

I know the file she said, and I have seen it from Bing San, but I still want to learn everything about her from her mouth, as if it carries an extraordinary meaning-but she probably I misunderstood me and thought I was suspicious of her.

I don’t know how to defend myself, so I just went on to ask: “The day’s princess Jiang Lanyi told me before leaving that her real name was Jiang Yan and she came from the Jiang family of Rongxi. I wonder if you recognize her?”

I turned to my side, looked up into her eyes, and pondered the words and asked: "She also said that she is the only daughter of the Jiang family and has never had a sister."

Silence, the restless heart palpitations spread, I met her eyes, I only felt as if I had crashed into a bottomless pool of cold, cold heart, but overflowing with a trace of sorrow-I can't help but regret stand up.

Just as I was thinking about how to switch the subject, I heard her whisper: "I am indeed Jiang’s adopted daughter. My mother said that she picked me up on a snowy night when they had just lost their child. Thinking that I was merciful to them and gave them compensation, so they treated me as my own daughter and loved me in every possible way. Although they had mentioned their own daughters to me, they didn’t want to say more, because I was afraid that they would be sad. I dare not ask more."

She talked about her past faintly, her tone calmly as if she was narrating other people's affairs: "After they passed away, there was only one old servant and attendant who stayed in the old house and grew up with me."

I was fascinated by it, but she stopped abruptly, and hurriedly grabbed her hand and urged: "What else? What else?"

"No." She wanted to withdraw her hand, but I pressed it tightly on her chest, turned her face helplessly and asked, "What else do you want to know?"

"Hmm...you said that you still have an old servant and attendant in your family, what's the matter with that attendant? How old? Has anyone else allowed him? Also, does he look...like me?" The last question came out. , I can't wait to bite my tongue: the intention is too obvious!

I said it was an attendant, and I asked so much what to do?

"Oh, you mean Axing, he has served me since he was a child, and he should have been nineteen this year, but he has never been married. As a matter of principle, he is my housekeeper, unless I made a big mistake and taught me to get out of the door. Otherwise, he will follow me all his life." Jiang Zhuo didn't notice my careful thoughts, and replied casually, "As for the appearance, it is naturally far worse than you, but after so many years. It's pleasing to the eye too."

Growing up together since childhood, isn't it just a childhood sweetheart, the love of two children without guessing?

Follow her forever, so what am I?

Tong, Fang, Xiao, Si, is that what I understand?

It turns out that she was outside of me, and there have been other people long ago. Fortunately, I was complacent, thinking that each other was each other’s first love... Then, when Jiang Zhuo kissed me, would he think of her Tongfang Xiao called A Xing? Sis?

Would you compare me with him?

When I think of this, I just feel that even breathing has become difficult.

"Why is my face so ugly?" She suddenly leaned close to my eyes, so close, almost face to face with me, speaking with lips to lips, teaching me to lose focus even with my eyes, "You are only allowed to backyard warbler Ying Yanyan, a hundred flowers contend for beauty, but don't you allow me to have a housekeeper? Your Highness is too domineering."

"This, this is different!" I held back tears, avoided her intimacy, anxiously trying to defend myself, "I and them, they... In short, I haven't touched them!"

I don't know if Kuang Xihan had been linked with these flowers and plants before, but when she was acting with Jiang Zhuo that time, she was still alive. It can be seen that she was just acting on the spot, and she had never really moved.

I was choking and sad, but I heard her sneer, nodded the tip of my nose, the corners of my lips were slightly raised, her eyes were smiling, and her voice was a little sigh, a little gentle: "I haven't said anything, why is it anxious? Since you haven't touched those gentlemen and beauties, don't I look like a clean and self-conscious person?"

Realizing what she meant, I broke my tears into a smile, but I was embarrassed by my impulse, so I hurriedly twisted myself and buried it in the pillow to install an ostrich.

She patted my back and said softly: "I don't know who my biological parents are and why I abandoned me. When I was young, I only tried to study martial arts, lest my parents abandoned me. A Xing has been with me for many years. , And I are like family members, I only treat him as a brother, nothing else."

Listening to her kindly explain to me, I should have breathed a sigh of relief, but I don’t know why my heart is too sore. I don’t care about the shyness and sadness of self-pity, I turned around and hugged her, and repeatedly promised: "It's okay, you still With me, I won't leave you...I won't."

"Really?" She bit her lip lightly, a bit fragile and suspicious in her eyes.

I just felt distressed, and raised my palm without hesitation: "I swear."

"Don't say..." She covered my lips and shook her head.

"If you break this oath, the heaven will be destroyed, you will not die..." I gently flicked her hand away, and I said the most vicious punishment I could think of-if my persistence can teach her peace of mind, why not?

I will not abandon her because I am so convinced at this moment.

She looked at me deeply, as if to see into my heart.

Suddenly, she took me into her arms, held my hand, and said in a deep voice, "Go to sleep."

It's rare that her hands are a little cold, but I don't want to let go. I just want to use my body temperature to help her warm up.

"Jian Xin, have I ever said that I feel at ease by your side." Before I was about to fall asleep, I seemed to hear her whispering in my ear.

——Are you at ease?

...Me too.