So when Jiang Huaiyang pushed the door in, he saw such a scene.

Ruan Yuyi is really good at dancing, throwing her sleeves and waist, born with a pair of soft bones, making this water red dress dance dazzling, like a blooming rose, growing wantonly in this cold courtyard.

He stood by the door, his ears ringing with her dancing and the sound of a soft, heavy bell, and he suddenly remembered the body of the woman in his dream who was soft enough to take on various shapes under his fiddling.

A dark color flashed in Jiang Huaiyang's eyes, and he took a few steps closer.

He knew that if she left that hairpin, it would mean that she would come back. I don't know how long this dance has been in order to just get to him.

At this time, Ruan Yuyi happened to turn around and noticed a dark figure not far away.

She hurriedly stopped and saluted, "I've seen His Royal Highness." Xu is just after dancing, her body movements, but also with the charm of dancing, this gift, is quite coquettish.

As soon as she bent her knees, she lifted the skirt and sachet in front of her waist forward, causing Jiang Huaiyang to notice the red sachet at a glance, and the embroidered ornaments on it made him feel a little familiar.

He didn't think much of it. The objects of the daughter's house, always rise wave after wave, today popular this style, maybe Ming'er changed again, as soon as it became popular, there were many noble women in Beijing vying to follow suit.

Maybe I've seen other people wear it.

Jiang Huaiyang stared at her, and a coldness condensed in his eyebrows, "What are you doing here?" ”

She quietly raised her eyes to take a look, and then lowered her head and said, "When the little girl returned home, she found that she had lost a hairpin, and she looked for it everywhere and couldn't find it. ”

"I don't want to see Your Highness today," she added, "but I have to wait here." ”

After she said this, he remembered that he seemed to have taken her hairpin back to the palace yesterday.

Jiang Huaiyang stared at her well-behaved and obedient appearance, and said in a deep voice, "You can send a maid to fetch it." ”

"This hairpin was left to me by my mother, and the little girl will have trouble sleeping and eating if she doesn't find it."

This is a mixed bag, the hairpin is indeed left to her by her mother, but this is not the most valuable one, not to mention that the mother lives well in the old house in Wuzhou, and it is not enough to see things and think about people.

"Go and tell the guards outside, and tomorrow the things will be delivered to your house." Jiang Huaiyang didn't want to pay more attention to her, and raised his feet and entered the Buddhist hall.

The light in the room was dim, and the Buddha statue in front of him was black and oppressive, giving people a sense of oppression, and his thoughts naturally detached from the red water and returned to the silence in front of him.

He took the incense that was prepared beside him, lit it, blew out the fire and put it in the censer. There was a lot of incense in the furnace, and the ashes of the burned incense were broken into small sections and fell back into the incense burner.

When he was a prince, he had been holding his hands and feet for all kinds of schemes, but now he is a little free, and he had planned to make more merit for his lieutenant who died in battle, plus praying for half a month, then he could not delay for a day.

He already owes a life to others, and he has not worshiped for a long time, how can he afford to repay it now?

In a trance, Jiang Huaiyang seemed to see the smiling face and the painful face before death that appeared alternately in front of him, although all these years have passed, the days in the army that can get along with that person are vivid.

He found his ability among thousands of soldiers, and promoted him single-handedly, and his lieutenant was brave and good at fighting, and there was a sister waiting at home, but he was folded in that desolate place.

Leave the living with boundless pain and guilt.

Sometimes Jiang Huaiyang is really willing to fall is himself, he grew up in the deep palace and conspiracy, his biological mother has a low status, he died a long time ago, and the emperor has always looked down on him, he is the one who really has no place to return and no one expects him to go back.

If they heard the news of his death, they would have laughed out loud.

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

The incense had been burned for a while, and the room was silent, but there was a faint movement outside.

Jiang Huaiyang went out to take a look and saw that she was talking to a small novice, and the stone table was covered with fasting rice.

Ruan Yuyi saw that the prince went to give incense to others, although she was curious about whose incense he was on, she also knew that it was inconvenient to disturb at this time, so she was waiting outside.

After that, the little master who brought her a meal at noon pushed the door in, and was a little surprised to see her, "Didn't the guests in this room drive you away?" It's weird. ”

As soon as Ruan Yuyi heard this, she knew that someone had been driven out before, so now that she is standing here, can it be understood that the prince of the world is at least not repelling her?

Xiao Shami was still holding a tray in his hand, "Fortunately, I have prepared more food, I think it is enough to eat." He was about to put his things on the stone table, when Mu Xiang stepped forward to help Bu Cai.

"Donor, have you been waiting here?" Xiao Shami thought that he had also seen someone at noon and asked.

Ruan Yuyi bowed her head and smiled politely, "Not bad." ”

So she's been waiting here for so long? Just because she is so weak that she falls down when the wind blows?

After the little novice left, Jiang Huaiyang walked near her.

Sensing that someone was approaching, she turned around and called, "Your Highness." ”

Jiang Huaiyang sat down and picked up the chopsticks.

Although this meal is less oil and water, it is not as good as the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the palace, but his face is as usual, after all, he has been in the army for several years, and he has eaten a lot of dry food in white water, which can be swallowed ordinarily, and in winter, it is even more cold and hard.

He caught a glimpse of Ruan Yuyi still standing on the side, paused, and said, "Since I have prepared your share, don't pestle." "He couldn't eat so much alone.

Although I don't want to come with her heart, but now the whole country, there are still people who lack food and clothing, and after the palace change, the treasury is not full, and he is in a high position, so he has to take the lead in frugality.

Ruan Yuyi smiled, "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

In the dining room, she raised her eyes to look at each other from time to time.

This prince of Yu Wang did have a good skin as rumored, but there was a straight back, full of murderous aura, this cold air can only be found by people who have been immersed in blood and white bones all year round.

Therefore, she always felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience, as if the person sitting opposite her was not Jiang Qi, who was lingering, but a military general wearing the skin of a prince.

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart.

Seeing her sit down, Jiang Huaiyang noticed the sachet on her waist again, this time so close that he could even distinguish the pattern embroidered on it—an orange-red pomegranate flower.

This flower likes light and hates water, and there is no big turnip for the time being, but the Western Regions is growing wantonly, ordinary people have never seen it, but he has been marching for many years, but he recognizes it.

As his thoughts flowed, he suddenly remembered that a few years ago, he hunted down the first-class doctor who landed in the capital, and what he wore was a similar sachet to him.

And this Hu doctor participated in the bloody battle with the Hu people a few years ago.

It's a pity that they lost people.

Recalling the past, Jiang Huaiyang's back couldn't help but tense, and his fingertips turned white.