After sending Ji Yixian away, Jiang Huan's drunkenness was gone, and she had nothing to do, so she could only lie on the Luohan bed and play with the paper balls.

Not long after waiting for Linglong to go down, the maid from before walked in again, still carrying a steaming pot of tea in her hand.

The tea is washed down, and it looks very weak in the white porcelain cup, and the tea taste is weak.

Jiang Huan took the maid's hand, spread out her palm, and wrote on it, "What's your name?" ”

The maid shook her head shyly: "The slave is just a rough person and can't read. ”

Jiang Huan smiled and didn't do anything.

After a while, I heard the maid say, "The princess, the slave's name is Qin'er." ”

Jiang Huan was still laughing, Qin'er couldn't figure out what she meant, so she could only continue: "Princess Shizi, according to the custom of our Dayan, after three days of passing the door, you have to go back to the door, but because on the day you married the princess, you and the prince were in a coma, so no one raised this matter, but in the end, you should go home and take a look." ”

Coma?

Is she and Ji Yixian?

Jiang Huan smiled and accepted Qin'er's kindness, but another thought rose in her heart.

She is not the daughter of the Jiang family, and the Jiang family may not necessarily want her to go back, but maybe, she will have some unexpected gains when she goes back.

Listening to Qin'er chattering in her ears, Jiang Huan also took the opportunity to find out a little bit about the situation in the house.

Until late at night, Qin'er called hot water.

After washing, Jiang Huan changed into bedclothes.

Behind the screen, the curtain is layered, covering the bed of the hanging flowers of Nanmu.

She stood at her feet, unable to muster up the courage to reach out and lift the curtain in front of her.

She was born in a noble family, received court training at a young age, behaved in a proper manner, and was a poetic heirloom, how could she do such a shameless thing as sleeping in the same bed with a man.

Now in early spring, the nights are colder than the day.

She stood barefoot on the pedal for a long time, and the cold air gathered from the center of her foot little by little, and she swam up.

Seeing that she was reluctant to go to bed, Qin'er, who was supposed to go out, had to come in from the outside: "Princess Shizi, why don't you go to bed yet?" ”

Jiang Huan didn't turn around, she knew that if she turned around now, it was estimated that the smile would be more ugly than crying.

She was heartbroken, and finally lifted the curtain and rolled into the bed.

Seeing that the people were finally ready to sleep, Qin'er breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously exited the room again.

The room fell silent for an instant, and there was no sound at all.

Jiang Huan wrapped herself in the quilt and turned over, lying directly on the pillow, staring directly at the gap in the light of the curtain.

There was no sound in the room, even in the hallway.

Jiang Huan snapped her fingers, since she finished eating, Ji Yixian has not been in the house, and she doesn't know where she went?

Don't you have a night off?

stared at it for a while, until Jiang Huan felt that her body was a little unbearable, then she turned around again, lay flat and closed her eyes.

She thought that the soldiers would block the water and cover the earth, and everything would be in a way.

But until he woke up on the second day, there was no one around Jiang Huan.

Serving her is the girl named Qin'er, the previous one called Linglong, it is said that the first princess gave Ji to envy the eldest maid, of course, it may also be a room or something.

Jiang Huan stared at the top of the bed with her eyes open, and after a while, she felt that her eyes were a little sour and swollen.

"The princess." Qin'er helped her up, "Concubine Fang called you over." ”

Jiang Huan pointed at herself and wanted to speak, but thinking that this person was a little mute, she stopped her mouth again and let the qin toss.

Qin'er is not very old, but she prefers plain clothes, which just happens to be what she wants.

After all, with the face she is wearing now, even if she wears a phoenix robe, it is still nondescript, so it is better to keep it simple.