"......" Zhu Changxun looked her up and down, and chuckled, "The princess thinks so much." ”

"Isn't it?" Jiang Shu stared at him.

"Since you said that he is most optimistic about this king, if he arranges it, will he let people hurt this king?" Zhu Changxun did not answer the rhetorical question.

"I can't say for sure," Jiang Shu muttered in a low voice, "Among the thirty-six plans, there is another bitter meat plan." ”

"What did you say?" Because her voice was too low, Zhu Changxun didn't hear it too clearly.

"Nothing, nothing." Jiang Shu had no intention of dwelling on this matter with him, and quickly waved his hand.

After a pause, he said with a slightly restrained expression: "Since the prince knows that the assassination was not done by the prince, do you want to clarify it for him?" ”

"What does the princess think?" Zhu Changxun smiled and asked softly.

"Uh...... This ......" Jiang Shu quietly inspected his face, and saw that his face was calm and did not have any superfluous emotions, so he hesitated slightly, "I think that Zhu Changluo and the prince have always been at odds with each other because of the storage position, so it is a good thing for the prince to let him be suppressed." ”

"The princess has a point," Zhu Changxun's eyes narrowed, and he nodded in agreement, "It seems that this king originally planned to go to his father to explain to him, but it seems a little unwise." ”

“…… Therefore, it is better for the prince not to go. Although he didn't believe that he really had such a plan, Jiang Shu was very aware of the current affairs and did not expose it, and at the same time echoed it.

"Then according to the princess's wishes," Zhu Changxun smiled faintly, and looked in the direction where Yun Poria left in front of him, "Let's go." ”

"Where to go?" Jiang Shu asked subconsciously.

"Aren't you walking around the palace with this king, you can't stop here all the time?" Zhu Changxun tugged at the corners of his lips and said.

"Oh, yes." Jiang Shu then reacted to the reason why the two of them came out of the garden together, nodded lightly, raised his hand to help him, and walked forward slowly.

Because Zhu Changxun's injuries were not light, under the care of Jiang Shu, who was proficient in medical skills, he deliberately kept his distance, and it took more than a month to fully recover.

During this period, many people came to visit the palace, Jiang Shu knew a lot, and most of them didn't know, and even Zheng Guifei and Emperor Zhu Yijun personally came out of the palace twice.

It's just that the matter of the assassin that day has not been found out, so the innocent and wronged Zhu Changluo has been grounded in the mansion.

On this day, Zhu Changxun, who had already moved back to his Yiqing Hall under Jiang Shu's several euphemistic drives, was practicing his sword by the octagonal pavilion near Si Yuexuan in the middle courtyard accompanied by her, and the cowardly feather in a black guard suit suddenly ran over with joy on his face.

Seeing the two of them, he said with a smile: "Lord, princess, happy event, great happy event, Mrs. Xiangguo is giving birth this morning." ”

"Really?" Because he has been taking care of Zhu Changxun recently, Jiang Shu forgot about his mother Yu Zheyu's imminent childbirth, and when he heard this, a touch of excitement suddenly appeared on his face, "Boy or girl?" ”

"Back to the princess, she is a little boy." Feather hugged her fist and said.

"Xiangfu originally had more young ladies and fewer sons, and it didn't matter if he was a son, he seemed to be prosperous," Jiang Shu smiled with satisfaction, "It seems that I am going to be a sister again." ”

"Congratulations." Zhu Changxun put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard and walked slowly to her side.

Jiang Shu nodded, accepted his congratulations, and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, let's go and prepare gifts and visit the mansion." ”