"Miss......" When he walked out of the room, his figure gradually disappeared into the heavy twilight, and he walked in slowly, and hesitated slightly, "Why does Miss have to talk to the prince like that?" No matter what she married Miss for, he was really good to Miss Miss, and these young ladies saw it! ”

"So what," Jiang Shu looked slightly, turning his head to look at her, "Should I still be moved by this good for an ulterior purpose, and then accept him so resignedly?" ”

"As long as the prince can always treat the young lady so well, why not," Ping Qian bit his lower lip lightly, and said sincerely, "The young lady is already married to the prince, so it is not a way to stay estranged from him all the time." ”

"Who said you were going to go on like this with him forever!" Jiang Shu couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and a little color appeared in his eyes at the same time.

"Could it be that Miss wants to ......" By the candlelight swaying on the carved lampstand next to the nearby screen, seeing that she looked like she was longing, Ping Qian's heart couldn't help but tighten.

"I didn't think about anything," suddenly thinking of the fact that he was planning to leave, it would be better not to let this girl know for the time being, Jiang Shu hurriedly interrupted her, and paused, "Why haven't Yun Poria and Mu Butterfly come back yet, you go to the courtyard gate to take a look." ”

"This ...... Be. Knowing that she was deliberately distracting herself, Ping Qian looked at her deeply, hesitated slightly, slowly turned around, and walked outside.

Because the weather was too cold, that night, after Yun Poria and Mu Butterfly brought dinner, after using it, they went back to the inner room to read the poetry collection for a while, Jiang Shu simply washed up and went to bed early.

The next day, I spent the day seriously studying the poetry books, and before I knew it, it was the dusk of Chinese New Year's Eve.

She was waited by Ping Qian, Yun Ling, and a few people to change into the princess's dress, put on the phoenix crown and Xia veil, and went out of the room accompanied by Ping Qian, and walked outside along the winding path surrounded by plum trees in the courtyard.

At this time, Zhu Changxun, who had also changed into a dress, was already waiting outside the courtyard gate, and when he saw the two coming out, he didn't speak, and turned around and walked directly to the fork in the front yard not far away.

Jiang Shu knew that he seemed to have offended him a little that night, and it was not easy to take the initiative to talk, so he was supported by Ping Qian and followed his footsteps.

So they left the palace, got into the carriage, and waited outside the door, and the cowardly feather, who was overused as a coachman, began to drive forward.

In the dim carriage shrouded in twilight, although Jiang Shu couldn't see Zhu Changxun's expression on the other side, he could still feel the cold aura deeply, with a sense of avoidance, leaning on the wall of the car, listening to the festive firecrackers that sounded outside from time to time, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"That ......" I don't know how long I walked, and Zhu Changxun Qingling's voice on the other side suddenly sounded, and he stopped talking a little.

Jiang Shu slowly opened his eyes and looked at him: "What does the prince command?" ”

In the darkness, Zhu Changxun looked at her beautiful face that could only vaguely see an outline, and hesitated slightly: "In the mansion, it doesn't matter how you keep your distance from this king, but when you enter the palace, everyone is watching, whether it is for this king or for yourself, no one can see the clues." ”

"Lord Wang, please rest assured," Jiang Shu nodded solemnly although he knew that he couldn't see clearly, "I still have this little bit of proportion." ”

"That's good—" Zhu Changxun was silent for a moment, said lightly, and didn't say anything more.