The study is just a stone's throw away.

The sunlight poured on the plaque, and there was a faint surge of streamers, but it was also cold.

Ji Yixian quietly lowered his eyes to look at the girl standing beside him, and was silent for a while, then grabbed her hand in his sleeve, slightly cold.

The three of them went into the courtyard together.

Soldiers in armor and long knives stood in two rows, the bluestone slabs under their feet were silent, and the door of the study on the stone steps opened from the inside, reflecting a solemn atmosphere.

Jiang Huan wore a veil and looked at the open door in front of her without squinting, but the afterglow slowly passed over the soldiers guarding both sides of the study.

There were seventeen people in the courtyard, and eleven of them were all she had seen.

Ahead, there are stone steps.

Jiang Huan retracted her gaze and knelt down with Ji Yixian: "Lin Yuan has seen my father." ”

"Come in." Then, there was the mellow voice of King Guangling, without the slightest emotion.

Ji Yixian pulled Jiang Huan up, glanced at her a little vaguely, and then led someone into the study together.

In the study, the king of Guangling also stood in armor, with his back to them, and on the wall was a very complete topographic map, which was the whole picture of Suzhou and Yumen Pass. Next to this topographic map is another topographic map, but much more sketchy than the other.

However, there is a slight difference, on this topographic map, there are also many red flags, marked all the way, and it is difficult for people not to pay attention.

This is...... Jiang Huan's eyes flashed, and a little disbelief surged in her heart instantly.

Xu is Jiang Huan's gaze was too hot, and King Guangling slowly turned to look at Jiang Huan, and raised his sharp eyebrows: "Is there a problem?" ”

Jiang Huan lowered her head, shook it, and retreated behind Ji Yixian.

King Guangling sat down on the chair, his helmet was put aside, his rough fingers rested on the plain white paper, which formed a sharp contrast with it, and his eagle-like eyes were sharp and sharp: "Coming?" ”

"I wonder what my father called us to do?" Ji Yixian bowed his hand, and his body bent forward slightly.

"It's not that it's a big deal, it's just that I haven't seen you and my wife for a long time, so I invited you to meet you." King Guangling looked at the two, "How have you been feeling better lately?" ”

"Thanks to my father's concern, it's much better." Ji replied respectfully.

King Guangling nodded slightly when he heard this, and then put his eyes directly on Jiang Huan, who lowered his head and hid most of his body behind Ji Yixian: "What about you?" Is the injury better? ”

Jiang Huan, who was famous, raised his head quite nervously, and then stood up cautiously and nodded cautiously, which was regarded as responding to King Guangling's words.

"It does seem to be better." As he spoke, the fingers resting on the table struck the table one after another, making a small sound, and the sound spread to the outside of the courtyard in the wind through the hall.

There was a sense of tension in the study.

"I wonder if my father is still in trouble?" Ji Yixian stood beside Jiang Huan, and when King Guangling was not paying attention, he reached out and quietly took her hand on the clothes on his side, and when he held it in his hand, he clenched it a little tighter when he felt that her hand was a little trembling.

"It doesn't matter." King Guangling said, propped up on the table, "Then the king of Japan led the troops out of the house, why didn't he see you two?" ”

Jiang Huan thought about what King Guangling came to them for, after all, Chaoyu was his person, but now his death was unclear and unclear, even if he wanted to come and ask, it was reasonable.

But as for what King Guangling said......

That day, King Guangling led the troops away, Ji Yixian took the opportunity to leave the house, and she seized such a great opportunity to clean up Chaoyu, and now there is no Chaoyu in front of her to give herself eye medicine, I don't know how comfortable this day is.

But these are not things that can be said to the king of Guangling.

Jiang Huan carefully scratched Ji Yixian's palm, he glanced at Jiang Huan with his spare eyes, and made another gesture: "Please forgive my father, the day my father left, Lin Yuan's health was not very good, and Huan Huan was going to go, but Lin Yuan thought that his father didn't like Huan Huan very much, so he didn't let people go." ”

"Lin Yuan won't let you go, are you really relieved and bold not to go?" King Guangling sneered and looked at Jiang Huan, who was standing behind Ji Yixian with his head down, and the anger in his heart couldn't be concealed, so he rushed out.

As if feeling the anger of King Guangling, Jiang Huan suddenly knelt on the ground, her head hanging, but her eyes looked at the cold and hard ground without sadness or joy.

She made a gesture.

Ji Yixian simply lifted his robe and knelt down: "Father, this matter is because Lin Yuan has figured out what you mean, is it Lin Yuan's." ”

"It's your fault, of course." King Guangling frowned, and sneered again and again, "But it's only been a few days, but the relationship between the two of you is like glue?" ”

"Lin Yuan and Huan Huan are husband and wife, Lin Yuan should be protecting her, just like ......" Ji Yixian raised his head and looked directly into the playful eyes of King Guangling without hesitation, "My father protected my mother back then." ”

As expected, King Guangling's eyes suddenly became cold, and he threw the inkstone in his hand fiercely, and immediately smashed it to Ji Yixian's side.

The inkstone shattered into several pieces, and ink splattered from it, all falling on the hem of his clothes.

Jiang Huan looked at it with palpitations, fortunately, King Guangling still knew the severity, and understood that this son was weak, and he couldn't compare to Ji Xing, so he could directly use the inkstone bar on his small body.

As the inkstone fell to the ground, Jiang Huan heard the roar of King Guangling: "Get out." ”

After Ji Yixian saluted without changing her face, she let Jiang Huan help her out of the study until she reached their own room, which allowed her to let herself go.

As soon as he let go and saw that there was no one around, Jiang Huan slowly spoke: "Why does your father always like to smash people with inkstones?" ”

"You've been smashed?" Ji Yixian looked at her face carefully, as if she wanted to echo, which day she came back with a bloody face.

"Not me." Jiang Huan waved away the hand he was restraining himself, "It's Ji Xing, your brother-in-law." ”

"He." Ji Yixian immediately showed a lack of interest, walked to Luohan's bedside, kicked off his shoes, and sat cross-legged.

All the way back, Jiang Huan had already been so hot that she felt that her whole body was soaked in sweat.

She grabbed a fan on the table and fanned it vigorously, fanning it while pulling the placket of her clothes and muttering, "It's so hot." ”

"You let Linglong prepare water, I want to bathe." Jiang Huan leaned on the pillow, the whole person was miserable, and it seemed that she really had no strength at all.

Ji Yixian glanced at her: "Suzhou is barren, and now the weather is prone to drought." ”

"But it's not like there isn't it now." Jiang Huan pulled Ji Yixian's sleeve and said in a soft tone.

"If you don't have it now, it doesn't mean you won't have it in the future, if Jiang Huan is still in Suzhou, you have to change your delicate temperament." Ji Yixian reminded, and then buckled the table.

Jiang Huan immediately pulled up the somewhat scattered placket and sat precariously, with a smile on the corner of Ji Yixian's mouth.

Linglong, who had been guarding outside, pushed the door in and knelt in front of the two: "The slave has seen the prince and the princess. ”

"Prepare water." Ji Yixian said coldly.

Linglong looked at Jiang Huan with some strange eyes, and Jiang Huan, who was breathing a little unsteadily, was silent for a while, and then kowtowed: "Lord Shizi, is it early to prepare water now?" ”

"It's not early, let's go."

Linglong bit her lower lip secretly, as if with some patience, Jiang Huan's eyes swept over Linglong's body lightly, and immediately got up and walked around behind the screen in the inner room.

Linglong, who was a chess player, was unwilling to chase Jiang Huan's departure with his afterglow, so he could only leave with his body and prepare water according to his words.

Listening to the footsteps gradually leaving, Jiang Huan poked out a small head from behind the screen, and looked at Ji Yixian with misty eyes, and a little smile bloomed between her eyebrows.

After a short time, Linglong sent someone to bring in a bucket of water.

She cautiously looked for Jiang Huan's place, but after she didn't see it, her eyes were immediately attracted by the bed behind the curtain, and she opened the curtain respectfully: "Princess, how about the slave serving you to bathe and change clothes?" ”

"Not necessarily." Ji Yixian's voice followed closely, "You go down." ”

Linglong turned around in disbelief and looked at Ji Yixian, who was walking step by step, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Shizi! ”

Ji Yixian saw that he was talking, but Linglong refused to listen to the first half of the sentence, and his face sank for a while: "I said it, didn't you hear it?" ”

Linglong looked at him with tears in her eyes, as if she was looking at some negative person, Jiang Huan quietly took a head out of the curtain, blinking innocently.

Seeing that Linglong was still not moving, Ji Yixian was completely impatient at this time, and even his tone became cold, just like that day, when King Guangling first saw her: "Go out." ”

This time, it was already angry.

Linglong bit her teeth hatefully, covered her lips and ran out of the house.

It looked like someone had been forced to humiliate and suffered a lot of grievances.

"You really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Jiang Huan teased, and seeing that Ji Yixian's face was not quite right, she immediately changed her words, "However, you are also quite aggrieved as a prince." ”

"If it is replaced by other high-gate compounds, how can there be such a girl who disobeys her master, if there is, maybe she will be beaten to death by a random stick, or sold out of the house, and only the prince of the world is kind-hearted and can endure it like this."

"Speaking of which, you are really a first-class kindness." Jiang Huan has always been very knowledgeable about current affairs, and immediately began to compliment.

"If you don't speak, no one will take you for a dumb person." After Ji Yixian finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves away, walking in the wind, leaving only a trace of Jiang Huan's back.

Jiang Huan propped her head and smiled slowly for a long time.

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