033 Return
Jiang Xing stood there blankly with a dagger, the sun was exposed, his delicate face was flushed, and then his forehead was densely covered with hot sweat. He looked at Ji Yixian, who was half-lying on the ground with his shoulders covered, and was a little overwhelmed.
"Shizi." Rong Ling and Banque were taken aback, several of them could see it clearly, and naturally knew that it was Ji Yixian who took the initiative to meet him, and he couldn't blame Jiang Xiaohou for being injured.
Ji Yixian didn't pay attention to it, just lowered his eyes and looked at the hot ground.
Tao Changrin also noticed that something was wrong with Ji Yixian, he bumped Rong Ling with his elbow and asked, "Your prince has been a little wrong recently." β
Not only is something not right, it is simply too wrong. Rong Ling shook his head inexplicably, and did not answer Tao Changrin's words.
While a few people were talking, Tao Jiayue didn't know where to get the news, and hurriedly trotted in from the entrance of the courtyard, and two blushes appeared on her white and tender cheeks.
She ran over at once, pushed Jiang Xing away, and protected Ji Yixian: "What are you doing?" β
"I ......" Jiang Xing muttered to himself, looked at the dagger in his hand again, and couldn't bear it for a while, so he could only defend in a low voice, "I didn't mean to." β
Tao Jiayue looked at Jiang Xing with a stomach full of anger, she endured her anger and pointed to the entrance of the courtyard in no one's hands: "You leave here immediately." After speaking, she turned around and wanted to help Ji Yixian up, but as soon as she touched the corner of his clothes, she was thrown away by Ji Yixian, and when she saw that she was about to fall to the ground, Tao Changrin was so frightened that she immediately ran over and caught her.
Tao Jiayue held Tao Changrin's arm to stabilize her shaky figure, she looked at him with a sad face, and tears filled her eyes very quickly.
"Ji Linyuan, what are you doing here?" Tao Changrin roared angrily, and the little sympathy that was originally pressed in his heart completely disappeared at this moment.
Ji Yixian ignored them, but stood up with a staggering step, and was about to walk to the house, Tao Changrin let go of Tao Jiayue, swept in front of him very quickly, reached out and grabbed his shirt, and the other hand was clenched into a fist, and he hit him in the face.
"Brother, don't!" Tao Jiayue hurriedly ran forward, hugged Tao Changrin's hand, and cried desperately, "Don't, brother, please don't." β
"He treats you like this, do you still have to intercede for him?" Tao Changrin was furious, and his eyes were red because of the intense emotions.
Tao Jiayue shook her head desperately, choked up and continued to plead: "Brother Linyuan, it's just that I'm not in a good mood today, he is not usually like this, we grew up together since childhood, brother, don't you know him yet?" β
"It's because I understand that I want to wake him up!" Tao Changrin said resentfully, "You like him so much, but he's never pretended to be to you, disdainful, even this time, our Tao family has made such a big concession, let that waste man be on an equal footing with you, what else does he want?" β
"She's not." Ji Yixian suddenly spoke, his eyes as if covered with a layer of frost, staring at him deadly.
"Lord Shizi." Rong Ling was afraid that the quarrel would continue, so they were about to make a move, so they hurriedly reminded him, "You are injured on the shoulder, and your subordinates will bandage it for you first." β
Ji Yixian's eyebrows were cold: "Invite them all out for me." β
Hearing this, Tao Jiayue felt that she didn't even have the strength to smile bitterly at the moment, only her heart was full of sourness, she silently pulled Tao Changlin's sleeve, and then said, "Let's go." β
"Don't go!" Tao Changlin frowned coldly, "If he doesn't give you an explanation today, I won't leave!" β
"What do you want?" Tao Jiayue stretched out her hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at Ji Yixian without fear, "Brother Linyuan, the oracle of marriage for us has been issued, whether you want to or not, after three months, you will welcome me through the door, I will be your rightful wife, and this courtyard will also have a place for me Tao Jiayue." β
"I know you don't like me, but it doesn't matter, that's enough if I like you." Tao Jiayue took a deep breath and took Tao Changrin's hand, "Brother, let's go, I want to go back and prepare the dowry." β
"I won't marry you." At the moment when Tao Jiayue turned around, Ji Yixian's cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded, "Even if I give up the position of the son of the world, I won't marry you." β
In an instant, Tao Jiayue's tears rained down, she suddenly turned around and asked sharply: "Would you rather give up the position of the son of the world, rather give up the glory and wealth than marry me?" β
"Brother Linyuan, am I really so unbearable? Would you rather die or live here for a disfigured ugly bastard than look at me more? What am I inferior to her? β
"I look more beautiful than her, my family background is better than her, she is not only ruined, but also a mute, and when it comes to piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs, what is the same, she can compare with me?"
Ji Yixian is still calm: "I am happy with her." β
A simple five words is enough to wipe out all of her.
Tao Jiayue took a step back while covering her heart, and her fingers were stubbornly pulled on her clothes: "Even so, I won't give up, after three months, you must marry me, because this is a holy order, unless you want to disobey the decree." β
At the same time, Jiang Xing also rushed up: "Ji Linyuan, don't go too far!" β
Banque is naturally upset about Tao Jiayue, only Rong Ling somewhat understands what the prince has a crush on Jiang Huan, or what she is worthy of the prince's liking.
He said: "Miss Tao, now that the prince is injured, can you please leave with Gongzi Tao and the little marquis first?" β
Tao Jiayue's gaze moved from his pale face to his injured shoulder, which had long been stained with blood, and in the sun, his face was faintly pale, and she felt a little unbearable in her heart, opened her mouth, and finally didn't say anything, turned to leave.
Ji Yixian turned around expressionlessly and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around, staring at a certain place with burning eyes.
Banque was taken aback by his appearance, and hurriedly looked for his gaze, and saw a thin figure standing quietly there under a tree in the corner of the courtyard somewhere.
Banque glanced at it and muttered, "Why did she come back from the palace?" β
Ji Yixian didn't care about these now, he staggered down the stone steps, rushed to her face, stared at her nervously, didn't know how to place his hands properly, and could only say softly: "You're back?" β
Jiang Huan looked at him with complicated eyes, and finally just reached out and touched his injured shoulder; "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Ji Yixian hurriedly shook his head, and at the moment when Jiang Huan's hand reached out, he hurriedly grabbed it, for fear that he would see another phantom, just like the mirror.
Feeling the temperature in the palm of his hand, Ji Yixian's face showed a warm smile, and he hugged the person into his arms and clasped her waist tightly.
He rubbed his face against her ear and muttered, "I thought you wouldn't come back." β
"Nuan Nuan, one day, will you really not want me?"
Ting Rin, who came back with Jiang Huan, quietly stretched out his head from the wall, he leaned on the wall, looked at the two people hugging each other under the tree, and sighed.
At the moment when Ting Rin spoke, Ji Yixian keenly noticed that there was someone on the wall, he looked up nervously with Jiang Huan in his arms, and collided with Ting Rin who was caught off guard and stuck out his head.
He grabbed Jiang Huan's waist, ripped off the whip from her waist, and threw it at Ting Rin.
Ting Rin hurriedly rolled down from the wall, Jiang Huan reached out and grabbed his sleeve: "He's my person." β
"Yours?" Ji Yixian's gaze suddenly became very strange, and there was a faint smell of vinegar.
"Well, my former guard." Jiang Huan explained, "This time I sent the prince to Yizhou, and I happened to meet him, so I brought him back. β
Ji Yixian looked Ting Rin up and down again with a cold gaze, didn't say anything more, grabbed Jiang Huan's waist, and hugged her and walked into the house.
Ting Rin followed behind them step by step, and when the two of them were about to enter the same room, he immediately ran up and grabbed Jiang Huan's sleeve: "Girl, what are you doing here?" How can you be in the same room with him? β
Rong Ling naturally recognized him, and he stepped forward and wanted to separate the two: "The princess and the prince are husband and wife, so how strange is it for them to live in the same house." β
"What couple? Bullshit couple! Do you have any paperwork? Is there a marriage certificate? Do you have my girl's Geng post? Ting Rin smashed down a series of words, "Besides, when my girl was at home, she was married, and our girl has a fiancΓ©!" β
Hearing him mention this, Ji Yixian remembered his memory, it seemed that Jiang Huan had also told him about her marriage, and he quietly brought the person into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Nuan Nuan, shall we go in?" β
"Rin Ting." Jiang Huan spoke, "You go outside first to find an inn to live in, and I will come to look for you tomorrow." β
Half-surprised pointed at Jiang Huan: "You...... Aren't you dumb? β
"You're dumb!" Ting Rin immediately pushed back, and then said, "I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to guard you here!" β
"Rong Ling." Ji Yixian furrowed his brows, "Take this son down to rest." β
Finally, he lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Nuan Nuan, my shoulder hurts so much." β
"Why don't you avoid it?" Jiang Huan turned around and grabbed Ji Yixian's hand and took him into the house with him.
Ting Rin looked at the backs of the two of them snuggling up to each other in disbelief, and his eyes were about to widen in anger.
Banque came back to his senses, looked at Ting Rin curiously, and said, "Your girl, which family is it?" β
"What does it have to do with you?" Ting Rin glared at him, and as soon as he turned around, he jumped onto the beam, looking like no one was paying attention.
Banque was half angry with him for such an arrogant appearance, and he looked at Rong Ling with anger: "Boss, do you know this person?" β
"Hmm." Rong Ling nodded, "The princess is a native of Great Chu, and her relationship with the young lord of Nan and Emperor Chu is very good. β
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