She knew that Jun Xuanche was rich, but she didn't know that even the guards around him were so rich.

I knew what kind of Youlan Wei I was doing, so I could directly apply for the guard next to Jun Xuanche.

"That, Jiang Can, we have a good relationship, right? Have you experienced life and death? Those words I just said at the door, you ......"

Jiang Juan didn't want to be ridiculed by Jun Xuanche again.

Jiang Can looked confused, "What did you say?" ”

"Huh? So you asked me to come here? This time it was Jiang Wan's turn to be stunned.

"Your Highness has something to do with you, I just happened to meet you at the door." Jiang Can spoke honestly.

Jiang Juan breathed a sigh of relief and patted him on the shoulder, "Good brother! ”

After a while, Jiang Juan came to the attic in the Fuyu Pavilion.

In the bitter cold of winter, the attic, which used to be ventilated on all sides, is now equipped with wooden planks, and charcoal is born inside, as if it has become a warm pavilion.

Jiang Juan walked in and felt the warmth on his face.

Jun Xuanche stood by an open window, his gaze falling on a corner around the county lord's mansion opposite.

Today, I have leisure to read in this attic, but unfortunately, he saw an interesting scene again.

Jiang Juan walked to his side, followed Jun Xuanche's gaze, and clearly saw Chunrong's figure.

Chun Rong shrank in an inconspicuous corner, and the wound on his wrist that was scratched by the Soul Chaser Eagle had been simply bandaged with the torn clothes belt.

"You saw all this?" Jiang Juan is straight to the point, and there is nothing to hide.

Last time, Jun Xuanche witnessed it with his own eyes, Ah Lu came out of her phoenix jade space, but he was afraid that he had guessed something.

"It's so decent, why did you offend people again?" Jun Xuanche's tone was playful and careless.

Jiang Wan snorted, "They offended me first." ”

"Do you want this king to solve it for you?" Jun Xuanche asked.

"They are members of the Soul Eater Sect." Jiang Juan briefly said everything about the Soul Devouring Sect.

also said why Chunrong was wandering around these two prefectures.

Jun Xuanche's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said meaninglessly, "It's really an eyesore." ”

"yes, but what do you want to do with me now?" Jiang Qian asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm idle, and I suddenly miss you."

Jun Xuanche said with a righteous face, but Jiang Xuanche was inexplicably a little crooked, and suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot, don't turn his face.

What's the matter with this man?

How to say such things all of a sudden.

It's easy to misunderstand, right?

If she wasn't familiar with Jun Xuanche's temperament, she was afraid that she would be taken into the ditch by him.

"If it's okay, then I'll go first." Jiang Juan hurried down the attic again.

Soon after leaving, Jun Xuanche instructed Ji Han with a lazy expression, "Arrest people." ”

Ji Han received the order.

A cup of tea time.

'Poof'.

The secret prison under the lotus pond in the Regent's Mansion has never really been locked up since it was built.

Chunrong is the first.

Underwater tight.

The well-designed cage, although it is at the bottom of the pool, is separated from a separate place, so that the pool water cannot melt in.

Chunrong went out unfavorably today, and was robbed of a thousand miles of centipedes, and was locked in an impenetrable prison for no reason, and the whole person was almost crazy.

This capital is really evil!

"Let me out! Let me out! ”

"You thieves, be careful that Miss Ben will dismantle your bones when the time comes!"

Two days later.

Yin Sheng, the sect leader of the Soul Devouring Sect, was in the inn and received a secret letter from Shi Xing and the three of them, indicating that they had successfully infiltrated the palace and gained Helan Ying's trust.

Only Chunrong has not returned, as if the world has evaporated.

Yin Sheng had a bad premonition.

……

At the same time, the motorcade of Xiao Wenyin, the monarch of Tianchang Kingdom, entered Beijing with great momentum.

It was placed in the Shoyokan.

Zhaoyang Pavilion has always been a place to receive envoys from neighboring countries, and it has long been renovated when Xiao Wenyin entered Beijing.

At this moment, after the people of Tianchang Kingdom arrived, the Zhaoyang Pavilion went up and down, half of them were people from Tianchang Kingdom, and half of them were people from Xuanming Army and Youlanwei.

"Xiao Guojun has been tired on this journey, please rest in this Zhaoyang Pavilion first, and tomorrow, the emperor will send someone to invite Xiao Guojun to meet in the palace."

Prime Minister Ji Cheng, as the minister who greeted him, spoke in a polite and polite tone before leaving, and looked at the young monarch on the main seat.

Xiao Wenyin ascended the throne at the age of twenty-five, and he is only twenty-seven this year.

Facing Prime Minister Ji, he was also polite, bowing his head slightly, "It's hard to work for Prime Minister Ji." ”

Prime Minister Ji bent down slightly, "That minister entered the palace first to resume his life." ”

After speaking, he left the Zhaoyang Pavilion.

On the spot, Xiao Wenyin lowered his eyes, glanced at the Zhaoyang Pavilion, and then reached out and touched the armrest of the chair made of pure gold, and said meaninglessly, "After so many years, Ming Anguo is no longer the Ming Anguo of the past." ”

The envoy next to him sighed, and finally said nothing.

When Xiao Wenyin arrived, the streets of the Imperial City were heavily guarded.

Jiang Juan was not very busy, and it was rare to return to the house an hour earlier, but she saw Jiang Zongcheng waiting for her at the gate of the mansion again.

"Juan'er."

Jiang Juan saw him come again, "What's wrong?" ”

"The house made some butter cakes today, which were made by your grandmother's hand, and I remember that you loved to eat them when you were a child."

Jiang Zongcheng handed an oiled paper bag to Jiang Juan.

Jiang Juan didn't reach out to pick it up, "I don't like to eat it now." ”

In her impression, there is no such thing as butter cake.

Mrs. Jiang will do these things with her own hands now, just because Jiang Zongcheng likes it, what does it have to do with her.

Jiang Zongcheng's hands stiffened, "Yes, is it?" That's where I'd be wrong. ”

After speaking, when he stretched out his hand back, he didn't seem to hold the oil paper bag steadily, and the butter cake inside fell to the ground.

The residue of a place seems to reflect the current relationship between Jiang Juan and Jiang Zongcheng.

Jiang Zongcheng was a little flustered, bent over and half-squatted on the ground, picking up the butter cakes on the ground one by one.

Jiang Juan looked at this scene, and gradually became impatient in his heart, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Jiang Zongcheng, it was you who turned your back on your mother first, favored the Jiang family, and even gave Jiang Yimo the name Xiangwei Yimo to slap my mother's face!"

"What do you want to do now? Do you think you can be a competent father with just a few broken cakes? ”

Jiang Zongcheng lowered his eyes and clenched the oiled paper bag in his hand, and a few butter cakes had already been torn apart under his strength.

Jiang Juan's daughter is really ruthless.

Then don't blame him.

"It's me who is abrupt, I'm sorry, Juan'er, I'll try to come as little as possible in the future."

After Jiang Zongcheng finished speaking, he turned around and bent his back, and hurriedly disappeared in front of Jiang Juan's eyes.

Not long after, a figure appeared in front of Jiang Zongcheng.

"Master Jiang, it seems that it is not good to be a teacher. You're like this, and I wonder if you can do it. ”

Jiang Zongcheng looked at Chu Yuanwei in front of him, "Don't worry, I will definitely handle the things you handed over to me." ”

"Then I'll see."