At this time, after washing, Jiang Shu sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the hand in the bronze mirror that was delicately combing her long hair, and suddenly thought of the conversation outside that she vaguely heard in the morning, and asked casually: "By the way, how long has Zhu Changxun been here?" ”

"It's been about an hour." For his own young lady to call her name when she was not in front of His Royal Highness King Fu, Ping Qian has long been accustomed to it, and she answered very calmly.

"That'...... But he asked you, have you prepared my long and short jackets? Jiang Shu paused and said again.

It's just that, having said that, she doesn't feel like it.

Although she was sleeping in a daze, she still vaguely felt like a female voice.

"No," Ping Qian looked at her with some amusement, "Madame." ”

"Mother, she's been here?" Jiang Shu was slightly stunned.

Then, I suddenly thought that due to the cold weather in recent days, I hadn't been out of the courtyard gate of Qingran Pavilion for a few days, and I hadn't been to see her for a few days, and I couldn't help but feel guilty in my heart.

Even if she is not the biological mother of her own body, she is also her savior, and she is the person she should repay the most.

The eldest brother Ye Chengxuan has been sad enough because she has refused to admit her because of the fact that she cheated to death and left, and he must not make her sad here, and he must accompany her more when he is free.

Ping Qian didn't know what she was thinking, so he just nodded and said, "Not bad." However, when the lady learned that the young lady had not woken up, she told the slave maid to take good care of the young lady, and then left. ”

"yes, I see." Jiang Shu nodded lightly and didn't say anything more.

Since she was just accompanying Zhu Changxun to go out for a walk, it was not a major occasion, so there was no need to comb her hair in a complicated bun, and Ping Qian soon combed her with makeup.

Jiang Shu stood up slowly, straightened out the somewhat wrinkled skirt on his body, and walked out of the door, only to see Zhu Changxun still standing in place.

A trace of surprise crossed her eyes, she raised her foot and stepped over the threshold, and said lightly: "For such a long time, the prince shouldn't have been waiting here, right?" ”

"What do you think?" The corners of Zhu Changxun's lips were slightly raised, and he did not answer the rhetorical question.

"I don't think so," Jiang Shu stopped, stared at him and said for a while, "Today's weather is a little cold, the wind is a little strong, after staying in the cool breeze for a long time, your face will be dry and white, and the prince looks like he has a radiant skin, and there are no such characteristics." ”

"It seems that you have been reading medical books for more than half a year, but you have not flipped through them in vain." Zhu Changxun couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's over, it's over," Jiang Shu waved his hand modestly, and glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate from afar, "I've already freshened up, can we go?" ”

"Of course," Zhu Changxun smiled meltily, "Isn't this king just waiting for you?" ”

"And how do we get there?" Thinking of the lone horse that stopped at the door on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Shu asked uneasily.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were few pedestrians on the road, and she was still reluctant to ride with him, and now in broad daylight, she was naturally even more unwilling to compromise.

"Of course it's a carriage," Zhu Changxun looked a little nervous when he looked at her, and a hint of amusement couldn't help but appear in his dark eyes, "Aren't you hungry, there are snacks on the car, you can use them to satisfy your hunger first." ”

"Let's go, then." Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay," Zhu Changxun's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand towards her decently, "Miss Ye, please—"