Jiang Sleeve Zhu's eyes were full of disappointment when he looked at Han Zai, "Last time, you said that the medicine boy next to Old Doctor Huang accidentally filled the medicine given to me and the medicine for Old Madam Lu by mistake, I believed you, but within a few days, this medicine boy sneaked into the guest room where I stayed and wanted my life!" This time, you perfunctory me again, Han Jae, in your eyes, I'm so stupid, can I let you fool me? ”

Looking at the hedgehog-like ginger sleeve beads, Han Zai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes became cold, "This is the truth that this king has found, if you don't believe it, you can check it yourself." With that, he got up and wanted to go.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at her back, and her eyes were shining, but they never fell.

She didn't know him for the first day, back then, she was almost beaten to death by the bustard's mother because she saved him, he could watch coldly, and now that he has the authority in the world, he will only be more ruthless.

When he decides for her, it is better to expect the sow to go up the tree.

Han Zai came out of the courtyard with a gloomy face, and when Qin Zhen saw this, he asked cautiously, "Don't you believe the queen?" ”

Han Zai glanced at Qin Zhen coldly, "Keep investigating!" ”

"Yes!"

That night, Jiang Sleeve Zhu drank the medicine, her heart was very restless, her heart was like two fighting villains, one persuaded her to swallow her anger, and Han Zai was soft, first conceived a child, saving her life, the other shouted for destruction, like this for three days and two people were assassinated, I was afraid that when it came to the 100-day sacrifice of the emperor, she would not be pregnant, so why should she suffer these anger in vain, it is better to end up with Han Zai.

She was at war with heaven and man, and she was in a dilemma, when Fuyun stepped forward and said, "Girl, the Qin guards ask to see you." ”

Jiang Sleeve beads lowered his eyes, temporarily driving away the complexity in his heart, "Let him come in." ”

Soon, Qin Zhen walked in from outside and arched his hand, "Queen Mother, the prince ordered his subordinates to send you back to Chengtian Temple." ”

"I see, I'll pack my things."

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Sleeve Zhu followed Qin Zhen out of the courtyard, and she subconsciously looked in the direction of the study, and a familiar figure stood under the corridor in between.

The air was filled with a faint smell of purple magnolia, and the two looked at each other from afar.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was extremely aggrieved in her heart, but she was blown by the night breeze, and her desire to live overcame everything in the end, she lifted her skirt and suddenly ran towards him......

Han Zai watched Jiang Sleeve Zhu running towards him, his originally tight back stretched unconsciously, and a woman's fragrance blew in the wind, and the next moment, her soft and petite body threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist tightly.

"Lord Wang," Jiang Sleeve Zhu raised his head and looked at Han Zai with teary eyes, as if there were a thousand words and thoughts hidden in his clear pupils.

Han Zai raised his hand and patted her thin back gently, his voice hoarse, ruthless but affectionate, "Go ahead." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu suddenly stood on tiptoe and bit him heavily on the lip, Han Zai was in pain, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu had already let go of him and ran away.

Han Jae pursed his lips, and his mouth was fishy.

He looked at her back, trying to get her back.

At this time, Jiang Sleeve Zhu, who had already run out of Zhangyuan, suddenly stopped, and held the red pillar in the verandah to smile at him defiantly, wild and charming.

Han Jae stopped the urge to get someone back and watched her disappear into the night again.

Before and after the child, Jiang Sleeve Zhu returned to Chengtian Temple smoothly.

Qin Zhen explained in a low voice, "The prince has arranged a team of secret guards to protect you in the dark, take care of your life." ”

"I see."

Qin Zhen bowed his head and turned around to leave, but Jiang Sleeve Zhu stopped him, "Wait a minute." After saying that, she went back to the monk's house.

After a cup of tea, she hurriedly walked out of it and handed a sachet to Qin Zhen, "Please help me bring it to the prince, I'm tired." ”

Qin Zhen solemnly took the bag and turned around and disappeared into the night.

In the regent palace, after Han Zai asked Qin Zhen to retreat, he untied the bag, only to see that it contained a strand of green silk and a note, which read: I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated.

The green silk was cut not long ago, and it was still filled with the smell of the owner, Han Zai's eyes were slightly dark, and he stared at the note in front of him for a long time before he stuffed it back into the bag, thought about it, and put the green jade ring in his arms......

Jiang Sleeve Zhu only stayed in Chengtian Temple for one day, and the excerpt requesting to return to the palace was approved.

Liruo went to pack up her luggage back to the palace, and Xingjun accompanied Jiang Sleeve Bead to the main hall to worship the last volume of the Sutra of Death.

When he came out of the main hall, Xingjun sighed, "I don't know when it will be when I will leave the palace next time." ”

Jiang Sleeve looked at her, curled his lips and smiled, "If you really want to leave the palace, Xu Renjia will be, and then the palace will prepare a dowry for you." ”

"Slaves don't want to marry," Xingjun hugged Jiang Sleeve Bead's arm and said seriously, "The slave maid's life was saved by the mother, pointing to accompany the mother for the rest of her life." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu patted her hand, "It's all up to you." ”

In the afternoon, the guard of honor for returning to the palace was ready, Jiang Sleeve Zhu took the two maidservants to the golden chariot, and the convoy rushed to Beijing with great momentum.

The journey was extremely smooth, and Jiang Sleeve Zhu was still a little unbelievable until he returned to Qiuxin Palace.

Isn't it that Lu Guogong is afraid of the secret guard arranged by Han Zai's side by her side, thinking about revenge?

"Niangniang, the hot water is ready, you go wash and rest early!" She was thinking about it, Xingjun came out of the clean room and said in a low voice.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu sat in the carriage for half a day, and she was really tired, so she put the matter aside for the time being and walked to the clean room.

The soup bath was warm, washing away the fatigue of her body, and the ginger sleeve beads soaked in the pool, and she didn't want to get up, so she fell asleep unconsciously......

Suddenly, her body was light, and her whole person was weightless in the air, she subconsciously hugged the nearest support point, and opened her eyes in panic.

"Lord Wang......" Jiang Sleeve Zhu called in a low voice, his gaze moved down her hot eyes, and landed on his thin lips where he still had some bite marks, pecked lightly, and said softly, "Why are you here?" ”

Han Zai walked out with her in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Settle the account." ”

As the words fell, his gaze fell on her lips aggressively.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu bit her lip and said in a coquettish voice, "A dignified husband, you actually have a grudge against one of my daughters!" ”

Han Zai put her on the couch and bullied her, his hands were propped up beside her, his eyes were gloomy, "That's why you dare to be so presumptuous!" ”

His eyes were as deep as a bottomless ancient well, Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at her, and unconsciously, his mind was sucked into it.

A soft kiss landed on the side of her neck, and she clinged to his neck, and in the dim light, there was only each other in their eyes.

Han was thinking that at this moment, the woman in his arms might have him in his heart......

For a long night, red wax oil had accumulated on the lampstand, and the firelight had become faint in the sound of explosions.

When the day was about to dawn, Han Zai lingered and imprinted a kiss on Jiang Sleeve Zhu's lips, and then stayed to change his clothes, Jiang Sleeve Zhu half-closed his eyes, looked at him through the curtain as thin as a cicada's wings, and asked in a dumb voice, "You give me Doctor Huang's new prescription, I can't go to the Changjie Palace three times a day." ”