There was silence in the corridor.

Qin'er didn't dare to speak, so she walked to the entrance of the study so quietly.

Ji Yixian is not favored, and he is also the son of Guangling Palace, and there are two guards standing at the door of the study, and the knife is not out of the sheath, but there is a kind of evil aura coming to his face.

Qin'er is just a little girl who has never seen the world, where can she withstand this kind of scene, and her legs are a little weak immediately.

Jiang Huan held Qin'er from behind and pushed her slightly.

Qin'er stepped forward tremblingly: "The princess asks to see the prince, I wonder if the two eldest brothers can report it?" ”

The guards guarding the door are not unreasonable people, seeing her say this, his eyes looked Jiang Huan up and down a little obscurely, and then arched his hand: "Please wait a while, the princess will be a servant." ”

After standing for a long time, the previous guard turned back: "The prince invites the princess to come in." ”

Jiang Huan bowed slightly, and her gaze seemed to pass over the two of them inadvertently, and then she withdrew her gaze and walked in without squinting.

When she arrived at Ji Yixian's study, Linglong happened to come out of it.

"Linglong has seen the princess." After Linglong reached out and stroked the long hair in front of her, she leaned over gracefully, and the clothes just pinched her waist.

The waist is slender and the style is moving.

It is even more elegant than those so-called Yangzhou thin horses.

Jiang Huan bowed his head, took the cup of soup, and cautiously walked into his study.

As soon as she entered, Jiang Huan smelled a fragrance, which was very shallow and had been blown away by the wind a lot, but a little bit of the smell was still lingering in the house.

She put the soup in front of Ji Yixian, didn't speak, and looked down at him.

In fact, Ji Yixian can't say that he has much patience, but in this mansion now, he needs to install one or two.

He pointed to the pen and paper beside him: "You can't speak, just write it down." ”

Jiang Huan obediently took a brush from the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and after a little thought, she abandoned the font she usually used, changed the pen edge, and wrote a decent italics.

There's nothing wrong with that, but it's not good either.

But only in this way is the most normal.

Ji Yixian glanced at it: "I'll go change my clothes first." ”

After finishing speaking, Ji Yixian stood up, calmly bypassed the bookcase, and then turned around and entered the inner room separated by a screen.

This time, it seems to be different from the last few times.

I can't say it, I just think it's hypocritical.

He wasn't a gentle man.

Jiang Huan knew that someone was watching outside, and he didn't dare to move at will, so he was bored, so he could only look at the words he had just practiced on the bookcase.

The font is also very neat, as if it covers up all its edge.

Just in time, the wind passed.

Because of the pressure of the paperweight, the words he wrote were fine, but the book on the side was blown up, revealing a very small piece of paper sandwiched in the book.

The pen is sharp and sloppy, and it has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers.

What is even more amazing than this is that the dragon and the phoenix dance on the paper are a poem.

The Han family is full of Yin Mountain, and they don't send Hu'er back. If you want to grow and serve the country, why should you be born in Yumen Pass.

If someone else writes such a poem, maybe she can praise her good spirit, so it is the true character of a man, but it is Ji Yixian's turn here, she thinks that it is not Ji Yixian's absurd idea is like a fool's dream, but she has a chilling feeling.

If so...... That's probably because she's looking away.

Jiang Huan casually withdrew her gaze from the book, and stood in front of the bookcase obediently, waiting for Ji Yixian to change his clothes and come out.

He changed into a bamboo-blue robe, lining him more elegant as jade and literati style.

It's like hiding all the madness and paranoia in his heart behind those dark eyes.