Changle put his ear to the window and listened carefully for a while, and strangely enough, the sound seemed to disappear again. She tapped the yellowed window paper with her fingertips, and looked through the small hole, only to see that the stove was burning in the room, and the jumping sparks were reflected on the white gauze tent like sparkling water waves.

But no one was seen inside, except behind a veil. Changle thought that if Jiang Xian really imprisoned the king of a country here, how could he not even have a shadow of a guard? She was about to turn away, when an incomparably clear cough came into her ears, this time it was a real feeling, not an illusion.

Changle remembered that his father's throat disease was a stubborn disease, and he would cough almost every night all year round, neither light nor severe, and he had drunk many decoctions, but he couldn't cure it.

Will it be the father?

She recalled the cough, which seemed to be very powerful, clear and bright, but like a young man.

Who will it be? Brother Wang? Changle thought of his brother Zhao Yandan again, and the voice was quite similar.

It's not okay to be undecided like this, since there is no defense, you might as well go in and see what happens.

Thinking about it like this, Changle changed his mind and gently pushed the door in, the door was unlocked, and it seemed that he was not tired of it.

She took a few big steps inside, and this was originally a utility room for sacrificial supplies, but at this time it was neatly organized, and when she wiped it casually, there was no scattered dust.

A few simple furnishings are necessities of life, and it seems that the place has indeed been repurposed, at least someone has lived in it, but it is also ingenious to choose to live in the altar.

Changle's curiosity intensified, and his courage grew, holding the round pill given by Duan Xu tightly in his hand, and using his other hand to pick up the white yarn.

There was a sudden flicker in front of him, and the whole person was quickly encircled into a strange embrace.

The man was behind Changle, wrapped his arms around her waist, buried his head between her necks, and instantly a warm breath erupted: "Hello, Your Royal Highness Princess!" ”

This damn sound is almost everywhere, but shouldn't he be sleeping peacefully in the house of the Emperor Fu Jingfeng at this moment?

"You liar!" Changle is not very good at scolding, and at this time, he deeply understands that when he publishes a book, he hates less when he uses it.

Jiang Xian smiled: "When did I cheat on the princess?" This is obviously the princess herself giving her arms. ”

Changle regretted that he had fallen for him so easily.

"You've already found out about us, haven't you? You could have caught it on the spot, but you're going to be clever and funny, right? She struggled to say, but it was completely useless, Jiang Xian imprisoned her arm like an iron tong.

"Princess Sui'an praised it falsely, Jiang just wanted to joke with the princess."

Although he couldn't see Jiang Xian's face, Changle could still imagine his sneering look.

Thinking about it, Changle suddenly pleaded softly: "Jiang Gongzi, I have heard of you in Jiaoguo, like many women, I have also longed for Gongzi, since Gongzi is so deliberate to know me, we might as well be more honest with each other." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Xian's tone took a turn, obviously laughing, "What kind of frankness does the princess want?" I'm going to be so honest and honest. A pun on the words.

Changle thought to himself that this person was afraid that he was the most shameless in the world, and he smiled on his face to cater to him, that kind of shyness and cowardice she couldn't imitate, but it was okay to pretend to be ignorant, "Childe is a liar again!" I haven't even seen all of my son's appearance, so how can I talk about this honesty? ”

"That's easy to do." Jiang Xian was also not polite, put on her shoulder, and with a turn of his hand, he came face to face with Changle, "This will let you see the old world." ”

He was at least a head taller than Changle, so Changle had to look up to see his face clearly.

The unruly hand was still wrapped around her waist, Changle couldn't hold back his disgust, a smile bloomed on his face, and he raised his eyes to look at him.

The distance between the two was very close, and if Jiang Xian leaned over again, the bridge of his tall nose would be against the woman's forehead.

To tell the truth, without any emotion, this is an impeccable face, or Jiang Xian has a skin that can be proud of.

Jiang Xian saw that she couldn't take her eyes off it, and said with a straight face: "Am I really so shocked?" First, let the dignified Princess Sui'an hide on the roof and peep, and at this moment it is such an undisguised appreciation, it seems that beautiful things can forget the enemy. ”