Chapter Ninety-Five: A Clear Conscience

Although Aunt Yun also wanted to know what was going on, she couldn't see Jiang Qiushui's appearance, and couldn't help but persuade: "Don't worry, old lady, maybe the girl has a hard time, don't force her." ”

Ah Wan grew up in the palm of her hand since she was a child, how could she bear it?

The old lady was defeated, held her hand, only to realize that her hand was colder than Fang Cai, and her heart was more distressed, and she said kindly: "Ah Wan, what's wrong?" If you don't speak, your grandmother doesn't know anything, how can I get justice for you? ”

Seeing Jiang Qiushui coming over, her grandmother's voice was choked, if she handed a handkerchief at this time, she would immediately be able to squeeze out two tears to win her granddaughter's sympathy, "Ah Wan, don't speak, grandmother is distressed." ”

Grandmother can't see that she is wronged, and Jiang Qiushui can see that grandmother is worried about her?

Jiang Qiushui tugged at the corners of his mouth and wanted to smile at her, but unexpectedly the injury on his face was affected, and he suddenly bared his teeth and "hissed", and the heavy atmosphere was suddenly broken.

Grandmother's face twitched, as if she wanted to laugh, but held back.

Aunt Yun saw that Jiang Qiushui was teasing them, and burst out laughing.

Jiang Yushui comforted: "Grandmother, don't worry, you don't have to do anything for me, Ah Wan is fine, I can stand this slap from my uncle." ”

Jiang Yushui's eyes were firm, "I took the slap, but I didn't do anything wrong," she held her grandmother's hand and said seriously: "Ah Wan is worthy of everything she does, and she will never regret it." ”

The old lady wanted to speak again and again, and finally sighed and held back a sentence: "Grandmother believes in you." ”

These five words are worth a thousand words.

For Jiang Wo Shui, it's enough.

She smiled and bent her eyes, "Grandmother remembers today's words." ”

After saying that, she stood up and walked back to her room steadily, as if everything that had happened before could not shake her heart.

The old lady sighed with emotion: "Ah Wan has grown up. ”

……

As soon as he said goodbye that day, the beauty's tearful eyes lingered in the prince's mind, and he couldn't get close to the beauty, and his heart was even more depressed.

Since returning to the capital, the prince's heart has been tied to Jiang Yushui, so he hasn't patronized his backyard for a long time.

It was okay when he didn't remember, but now he suddenly remembered, and a fire suddenly grew in his body, and in a hurry to extinguish it, he quickened his pace and walked to the backyard.

The crown prince subconsciously walked in the direction of the Lanyue Palace.

Lanyue Hall lives in his favorite Qiu Liangdi, who has a soft personality and a bird, and is most compatible with him in sexual affairs.

Just by recalling the taste of the soul, the steps under the prince's feet became bigger and bigger, and he couldn't wait to appear in the Lanyue Hall immediately.

When he was about to arrive at the Lanyue Palace, he heard a sharp voice.

"Qiu Yinglan, what are you pretending, don't think I don't know that you are deliberately wearing the same clothes as me to make me ugly!"

The prince frowned, followed the voice and looked over, sure enough, it was Jiang Yunyi's shrew.

He walked over quietly.

After Jiang Yunyi finished speaking, Qiu Liangdi was about to go back to her, when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she swallowed back the words on her lips.

Jiang Yunyi didn't notice the prince's approach, and when she saw Qiu Yinglan's weak and bullying appearance, she actually ignored her, and couldn't help but reach out and push her.

She obviously didn't use much force, but Qiu Yinglan was pushed to the ground, and shouted behind her with tears in her eyes: "His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

What is the Prince's Palace......

Prince?!

Jiang Yunyi turned her head abruptly and sighed in her heart at the face of the prince Tieqing.

"I didn't push her too hard," she explained. ”

The prince only believed what he saw, where would he listen to her explanation, stepped forward to help Qiu Liangdi up, Qiu Liangdi fell into the prince's arms, sobbing quietly.

"Someone!" The prince shouted, "Throw Jiang Liangdi out of the Lanyue Palace!" ”

After thinking about it, he added: "Penalty for half a year!" ”

Jiang Yunyi was very dissatisfied with the prince punishing her indiscriminately without even asking what happened, and couldn't help but scold: "I didn't do anything, why should you punish me?" Do you think you're the emperor? A person like you is also a faint monarch when he becomes an emperor! ”

What a disrespectful statement!

The prince's face was extremely pale, "Palm mouth, a hundred strokes, not less." ”

Qiu Liangdi lowered her head and hid the gloating smile in her eyes.

……

The prince got the news faster than he expected, and when his men hesitated to deliver the carrier pigeon intercepted from the prince's mansion to him, they could not dare to look him directly into the eyes.

The pigeon had a small bamboo tube tied to its leg, and a small note was stuffed inside, on which the handwriting was the most familiar pen and ink of the prince, only a few short words.

The prince is afraid of accidents, and he hopes to meet him.

He sneered and ordered Zhou Yang to be arrested.

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When Su Ri's deferential guards broke into his room, they faced each other with sharp blades, as he had seen countless timesβ€”except that he had once been a spectator from the wall, but now he was the prey of a prisoner.

Looking up at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was walking step by step from outside, his eyes flickered when he touched the note he was holding in his hand, and after he understood, he put down the pen in his hand.

……

The rain that finally stopped, and after nightfall, it fell without warning, although it was not as loud as in the daytime, but the sound of the raindrops falling densely made Jiang Yushui's heart feel numb.

The rain hit the windowsill, and in a short time it soaked the books that Jiang Yushui had not paid attention to, and the candlesticks on the table were blown and swayed by the wind, and the fire gradually dimmed, as if it was about to be extinguished in the next second.

Although he swore to his grandmother during the day, as if it was no big deal, Jiang Yushui was really sad.

She has never been slapped when she is so big, even if she was angry with many people in her previous life for Xia Hao's planning, no one has the courage and ability to slap her.

Maybe Jiang Ling is very angry, no one can control her emotions, and she doesn't explain the reason, as a father, she should be angry.

She understands the reason, but she just can't convince herself that she doesn't care.

Obviously, when her uncle questioned her, Jiang Qiushui could defend herself, but she seemed to be holding her breath in her heart, and she couldn't tell the reason, in short, she was unwilling to defend herself directly, but she longed for him to be willing to stand on her side and believe her like a grandmother.

In the rain, the young man in Xuanyi blended with the night, shuttling through it like a shadow, and appeared in front of her in an instant, blocking Jiang Yushui's action of wanting to close the window.

Jiang Qiushui let go of his hand and said angrily: "What are you doing here?" ”。

Wang Jin stared at the red and swollen half of her face, his eyes suddenly deepened, and the next moment the corners of his mouth hung with ridicule, and he said jokingly: "I heard that you were beaten, and you came to admire the beauty crying," he paused, as if he was really asking her, "Am I here early or late?" ”