Facing Han Zai's gloomy gaze, Jiang Sleeve Zhu smiled and tried his best to make amends, "This, consolidating the foundation of Peiyuan, is not wrong." ”

"Do you think this king needs to consolidate his foundation?" Han Jae asked rhetorically.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was almost out of breath by the coercion on his body, and it took a long time before he quibbled, "Lord Wang, you work hard for state affairs, and you are used to sleeping on three watches and five watches, and after a long time, there will always be some damage. ”

Han Jae glanced at her coldly, "Clever words!" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu pursed his lips and smiled, and used chopsticks to help him distribute vegetables, "The prince tasted this Yellow River carp, it was very fresh and tender." ”

Han Zai didn't continue to eat, at this time he obviously noticed that there was heat accumulating in the more than an inch below his umbilicus, and he had just finished drinking two bowls of soup, but his mouth and tongue were faintly dry.

"Jiang Sleeve Zhu, what kind of tonic did you give this king to drink?"

"It's just、I learned it from the Oiran lady when I was in Yangzhou." Jiang Sleeve Zhu noticed the color of wind and clouds that was accumulating under Han Zai's eyes, and said stumblingly.

Han Zai's expression froze for a moment, his dark eyes stared at Jiang Sleeve Zhu, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You took the soup that the woman of Chunfeng Mansion invited guests to drink for this king?" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu didn't realize what the problem was, and said confidently, "No matter where the recipe comes from, the effect will be good." ”

"But have you ever thought that the medicinal materials in the Regent's Mansion are all treasures, and the effect of the stewed medicinal diet will be doubled?"

When Jiang Sleeve Zhu heard this, he finally understood what the problem was.

But before she could admit her mistake, Han Jae pressed the back of her head and blocked her lips, and his breath was as hot as boiling steam.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was a little frightened and wanted to struggle, but he clamped it tighter.

Next, Jiang Sleeve Zhu deeply understood what it means to lift a stone to hit her own feet, and when the sky was about to dawn, Han Zai let her go, and Jiang Sleeve Bead couldn't even lift a finger.

When she woke up again, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of cold eyes with red bloodshots.

"Lord Wang," she called softly in a hoarse voice, "didn't you enter the palace today?" ”

Han Zai glanced at her, "Rest today." ”

Jiang Zhizhu thought of the courteous appearance of Liu Jiuniang's guests in the Chunfeng Building after drinking the tonic soup, and suddenly a spirit, she moved back imperceptibly, and said, "I don't know what the current situation of Chengtian Temple is, I want to go back and see it today." ”

Han Zai stretched out his arm, hooked Jiang Sleeve Beads back, touched her waist, looked into her eyes and said, "If you get into trouble, you want to run, how can it be so cheap!" You'll be in the Regent's Mansion for the next few days. ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu saw that Han Zai didn't mean to let her go at all, and was disappointed for a moment, but was soon wrapped in his hot breath, overwhelming, and there was nowhere to escape.

It was only at the end of the day that the two of them got up.

Fuyun asked people to bring breakfast in, and Jiang Sleeve Zhu used two mouthfuls of porridge, as if he remembered something, and suddenly asked, "Did Staff Yuan know me before?" ”

"Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

"I met him in the garden yesterday, and he seemed very hostile to me." Jiang Sleeve said tentatively.

Han Zai didn't take it to heart, "The two of them depend on each other for their lives, and they are very affectionate, presumably because Wei Zhi is angry with you." ”

"Maybe."

Han Zai heard the frustration in her tone, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Resentful that King Ben doesn't make the decision for you?" ”

"It's not."

Han Zai put down his chopsticks, took her hand on the table and rubbed it gently, "In the future, this king will let their brothers and sisters avoid you." ”

"Then thank you, Lord Wang." Jiang Sleeve smiled.

Han Jae looked at the smile in her eyes, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether she was true or fake.

After finishing the meal, Han Zai looked at Jiang Sleeve Zhu, "Do you want to go for a walk in the garden?" ”

Jiang Sleeve beads had a touch of sorrow in his eyes, and he snorted, "I'm very tired and don't want to move." ”

"Squeamish!" Han Jae gave her a gentle scratch on her nose.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu glanced at him with disgust, "I'm not as energetic as the prince." ”

While the two were talking, Qin Zhen walked in from outside, saying that An Guogong asked to see him.

When Han Zai heard this, his face instantly turned cold, and he explained Jiang Zhizhu's sentence of "rest well", and walked outside.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at Han Zai's back and raised her eyebrows slightly, for some reason, she always felt that he had a lot of secrets.

His mother is the sister of the former emperor, the eldest princess of Qingyang, and his father is the eldest son of the Anguo Mansion.

But in the first year after the death of the eldest princess and his wife in Qingyang, without any warning, he suddenly went to southern Xinjiang to lead the troops, and after returning to Beijing, whether it was the uncle of the former emperor or his grandfather An Guogong, he had a very secret disgust and hatred.

Kang Sleeve Zhu pondered Han Jae's past and didn't notice that he was coming back soon.

"What are you thinking?" Han Jae stood behind Kang Sleeve Bead, suddenly kissed the back of her neck, and opened his mouth low.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was so frightened that she shuddered, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing," paused, and then said, "I'm just thinking, what if I can't conceive a child until the first emperor is buried?" ”

"Left and right won't let you die."

Jiang Sleeve Zhu heard Han Zai say this, "This is the reason why you don't allow me to return to the palace?" "After all, it is easier to get out of the palace than to get out of the palace, and you can even put the charge of murder on Lu Guogong's head.

Han Jae didn't continue the topic, but said, "Wei Zhi is kneeling outside the Regent's Mansion now, she wants to meet you and ask you for guilt, do you want to meet?" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu held Han Jae's hand on her lower abdomen, looked sideways at him, and said, "Then let's see." ”

When Yuan Weizhi came in from outside, Jiang Sleeve Zhu was a little surprised, she was really emaciated to this extent, her plump goose egg face became thin, her face was yellow and white, and the clothes on her body were hanging empty, as if she had suffered great torture.

Yuan Weizhi didn't seem to expect that there was only Jiang Sleeve Zhu in the hall, and looked around.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at her like this, and she didn't understand anything, where did she come to ask her for guilt, she was obviously here to find Han Zai to pretend to be pitiful.

It's just a pity that Han Jae didn't show up.

"What is Miss Yuan looking for?"

Yuan Weizhi bit her lip, looked at Jiang Sleeve Zhu's eyes with resentment that could not be concealed, and before she could speak, the next moment, her thin body suddenly stumbled and suddenly fainted to the ground.

In the bedroom, Han Zhen thought that something had happened to Jiang Sleeve Zhu, and rushed to the hall, only to see Yuan Wei lying on the ground, and she seemed to be so thin that she only had a handful of bones left.

In the end, looking at the child who grew up, Han Zai had a touch of pity on his face.

And Yuan Weizhi, who was lying on the ground, seemed to notice Han Zai's gaze, she slowly opened her eyes, struggled to stand up, bean-sized tears slipped down one by one, looked at Han Zai and said sadly, "Lord Wang, Wei Zhi really knows that he is wrong, can you forgive Wei Zhi this time?" ”