The west wind came through the gap between the windows, and blew through the pinna, as gentle as someone whispering in the ear.

On the small table in front of him was a pile of water stains, probably all gathered together by the wind, and one by one people couldn't see what was written.

Qin'er, who had found an excuse to go out, came in with a pot of hot tea, and when she saw the small table in front of her, she exclaimed, "Princess Shizi, why did you get so much water here?" Wait for the slave to look for something to wipe it. ”

With that, Qin'er put the hot tea on it and hurriedly ran out again.

Jiang Huan just pretended not to hear it, Wu Zi poured another cup of tea, and then sprinkled all the numbers on the small table, and the last few words, all of which were annihilated in the tea, gathered in a ball, and couldn't see anything, I didn't know and thought it was the tea cup that was overturned.

But before Qin'er could come back, King Guangling's people came first.

King Guangling said that he would give two concubines to Ji Yixian, and now he was sent by the steward next to King Guangling.

Jiang Huan looked at the two concubines from beginning to end in silence, and she didn't know how King Guangling could say the words innocence of the family background.

And the two demonic and glamorous women in front of them, people with some eyesight can know at a glance that they have been specially trained, the waist is really soft and boneless, and there is the kind of enchanting aura that emanates between the gestures and feet, and they want to go up and have a good mercy when they look at it.

She is a woman who still thinks like this, let alone a man?

What is sent to serve his son, in the end it is just a Hongmen banquet in the name of beauty.

But none of this has anything to do with her.

She has always been very tolerant of things that have nothing to do with her.

Jiang Huan got up from the Luohan bed, put on her shoes, and blessed the steward, which was regarded as answering the words of King Guangling.

In fact, the steward didn't want to send the two of them to the courtyard of his own son, but the master had an order, and he didn't dare to disobey him.

Until now, I can only pick and say briefly: "The princess, this is the two rooms that the prince gave to the prince." ”

"These two people were offered by the people below, this person's name is Mochizuki, and this person is Chaoyu."

"I don't know if the princess wants to give names to the two?" Although King Guangling did not recognize this princess, the steward still gave her enough face, not only replaced the concubine that King Guangling said with a room, but also specially asked if he wanted to re-give the name, which was completely sent in as a slave.

After all, the status of concubines and Tongfang is still far from the same.

It's really hard to accept such a favor.

Jiang Huan couldn't speak, she could only be blessed again, which could be regarded as accepting the kindness of the steward.

The steward also understood her difficulties, and didn't say anything, but just handed the deed of sale of the two to Jiang Huan's hands, which was just to warn the two not to make any moths, otherwise she, the princess, would have the right to sell the two.

Jiang Huan's gaze inadvertently swept over the hibiscus faces of the two, and she was just about to write and send someone out, but she didn't expect Linglong to come.

The eldest girl of the Mugui Academy came, and naturally she was not much better than her, the nominal princess, and all the entertainment Jiang Huan basically pushed directly to Linglong.

When Linglong finished talking to the steward and sent the person out, the steward couldn't help but look back at the Mugui Courtyard shrouded in the sun, and sighed secretly in his heart, this princess of theirs was just a poor person after all.

When Ji Yixian came back from school, Jiang Huan was lying on the small table, with paper and pen spread out in front of her, and there were two women standing next to her, who didn't know where they came from.

"The concubine has seen the prince." The two of them saw Ji Yixian and Qi Qi Fu body, the two of them came for Ji Yixian, they were naturally thin, and this blessed body exposed a section of skin behind the neck, although it was white, it was far less amazing than Jiang Huan's exposure that day.

That day, the appearance came to mind again, and even a person like Ji Yixian, who prides himself on having a pure heart and few desires, feels itchy, the so-called white and tender as snow, delicate as jade, and probably nothing more than that.

For the first time, Ji Yixian had a feeling that he wanted to find out what kind of posture this face was like before it was destroyed.

Is it also as I saw that day, fragrant and bewitching, alive and fragrant.

The so-called, Yun wants to dress and flowers, and the spring breeze blows Revlon, should it be her appearance.

When he entered the room, he put the book in his hand on the small table, Jiang Huan covered her veil, looked up at her with a smile, and there was a bit of cunning in her eyes.

Probably after writing in the palm of his hand in the dark last night, Jiang Huan looked at him and felt that he was more kind than the people here.

Ji Yixian also sat down on the Luohan bed: "Who is this?" ”

Jiang Huan seemed to know that he would ask as soon as he came back, so he handed over the paper that had been written a long time ago.

"The two concubines that the prince gave you."

Ji Yixian, who has never had any emotional ups and downs, smiled evilly, and between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows was a cold retreat from King Guangling, until then she believed that these two people were really father and son, not enemies.

"Nosy."

"The prince is your father, how can he be said to be nosy, besides, the moon and the morning rain are in good color, why don't the prince accept it, and accept the grace of the beauty." Jiang Huan smiled and pushed another piece of paper over.

Ji Yixian glanced at it, then directly crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the case at will, but he was not afraid of others picking it up.

Whether it is Daqin or Dayan, they all pay attention to a woman's lack of talent is virtue, only the kind of hairpin family and Zhong Ming Ding Shi family, will invite a Mr. Xixi back to teach people to read and write, as for the rest, basically will not learn these, although there are occasional exceptions, but it is not rare.

And Linglong only understood a few words because of the pen and ink of the first princess.

Even if it is Ji Bao'er in the house, what she has learned is only the category of female red housekeepers, and as for the poetry book, she only knows a few words, so she will not teach people to laugh in the future.

Jiang Huan picked up the ball of paper, she has always been a cautious character, although this is just a joke between husband and wife, but she still slowly unfolded the paper ball and burned it on the candle flame.

"Take people down." Ji glanced at Linglong with envy as she came in, and her voice returned to her usual coldness.

Mochizuki and Chaoyu glanced at each other wordlessly, and then followed Linglong down, although he didn't end up in front of the prince today, but in the end, the future is long.

It wasn't until after the people left that Ji Yixian said to Jiang Huan: "You are a cautious person." ”

This sentence does not sound like a compliment, but rather a bit derogatory.

Jiang Huan smiled lightly and picked up the pen: "Let's eat." ”