Chapter 21 The head is quite hard, it should make a bang when knocked

The wife of the Shangshu Mansion and a group of young men and young ladies who received the news came to pay their respects. The crown prince Xiao Lingyu personally helped the Shangshu wife up, motioned everyone to stand up, and then said: "I am just walking around casually, no need to be restrained."

Expecting that the crown prince intended to find a crown princess, the young ladies rolled their eyes and silently made plans in their hearts.

The ladies were more cunning than lotus roots. Hearing what the crown prince said, they left very tactfully. Although Xu Youran wanted to listen, she had to follow the ladies.

In an instant, only the young men and young ladies were left at the door.

Xiao Siyuan held Jiang Sulan's hand and did not take it back. He just kept holding it and looked at her affectionately: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Sulan's heart skipped a beat, and then she seemed to remember something and said stiffly: "I just couldn't stand steadily."

Xiao Siyuan never concealed his feelings for Jiang Sulan in front of others, and everyone was used to it. In their hearts, they had already determined that Jiang Sulan was the future consort of the fifth prince.

But looking at Jiang Sulan's current performance, why did she seem to want to sever her relationship with the fifth prince?

Everyone was curious or excited, only Jiang Zhiyu nodded with great satisfaction.

[Not bad, not bad, you know how to turn back when you are lost, you are not destined to dig wild vegetables. ]

Jiang Sulan was stunned.

Seeing that Xiao Siyuan was still trying to pester her, Jiang Zhiyu rushed out to help: "Your Highness, it's better to keep your distance in public."

She brushed his hand away, hugged Jiang Sulan's hand, and looked at Xiao Siyuan vigilantly.

Xiao Siyuan took his hand back and said politely: "Miss San is reminding you that I offended Miss Er. Miss Er, please don't blame me."

Jiang Sulan had never heard such a distant tone from him. Her heart moved and her eyes slightly reddened.

Jiang Zhiyu could also understand her mentality. After all, she had liked him for so many years, it was impossible for her to have no feelings at all.

[Don't be sad, sister! ]

For fear that Jiang Sulan would waver, Jiang Zhiyu pulled her out of Xiao Siyuan's sight.

As soon as she could no longer see anyone, Jiang Sulan seemed to have left the ground with her feet and her intelligence took over. She regretted her soft heart and coaxed her sister guiltily: "The vegetarian Fuling cake is very delicious. I will give you some when I go back, okay?"

Jiang Zhiyu's mouth was faster than her brain. When she reacted, she had already agreed to her. She continued: "You are still laughing, you have no reason to cry. That scumbag is obviously luring you! Putting on that look in public, "It's obvious that they are trying to cut off your retreat and prevent others from approaching you!"

Her voice was not small. Fortunately, there was no one else here except their maids. Jiang Sulan looked around and coaxed her in a low voice: "Good sister, sister knows, be careful that there are ears on the other side of the wall. If there is anything, let's go back home and talk. Be obedient."

If it were someone else, Jiang Sulan would have slapped Jia Shenyan in the face, but her sister was thinking about herself, how could she bear it.

Jiang Sulan lowered her head and said nothing.

When Xiao Lingyu and Xiao Siyuan swam here, they saw such a scene. The two of them tacitly stopped at a place not far from them.

Xiao Lingyu teased his brother: "I told you to be more restrained a long time ago. Look, you caused your sweetheart to be scolded."

Xiao Siyuan smiled bitterly at the right time and looked at that side with a worried look.

Behind them, the young men and ladies stopped three meters away, pretending to admire the flowers and chat.

The girls all wanted to fight for their own good fortune. No matter how outstanding the other young men were, could they compare with the crown prince? If the crown prince took a fancy to them, they could fight for the most honorable position in the world for women. The

young men also had the same mentality. If they could talk to the crown prince and the fifth prince, they would remember them, and their future careers would be easier.

No one wanted to be the first to talk, so the current situation was created.

The alertness cultivated in the last days was not to be underestimated. Jiang Zhiyu had already noticed them when they were approaching. They stopped there, but Jiang Zhiyu did not go over to say hello. Even when Xiao Siyuan raised his foot to approach, he glared at him.

Xiao Siyuan's tentative foot retracted.

Xiao Lingyu only saw this scene and Jiang Zhiyu's head turning, and chuckled: "What's wrong? Were you warned?"

Xiao Siyuan suppressed his fear. He had only seen such a look in the eyes of old generals who killed countless people on the battlefield. How could a girl from a noble family have such a terrifying look?

He nodded reluctantly.

"Does the Third Miss have any magical powers? You are so afraid of her, but Daizong mentions her to me every day."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Xiao Siyuan was about to speak when Lu Daizong appeared out of nowhere, panting and begging: "I heard you say that the Third Miss, have you seen Jiang Zhiyu?"

Xiao Lingyu pointed: "Look, isn't it right there?"

Lu Daizong looked in the direction of his finger, his expression suddenly became intriguing. He did not go over immediately, but stood there to adjust his breathing.

Something was wrong.

Because of Anle Hou, Lu Daizong grew up in the palace since he was a child, so he had a good relationship with all the princes.

So his behavior at this moment was extremely surprising in the eyes of Xiao Lingyu and Xiao Siyuan.

Xiao Lingyu's original interest in Jiang Zhiyu was only due to the arrow shot on the hunting ground, but now seeing their performance like this, he became even more curious.

With a thought, Xiao Lingyu took the lead and walked over.

His every move was under the attention of everyone. Xiao Lingyu stood in front of Jiang Zhiyu and reached out to pick a peony: "It is said that there is no other beauty in the world, and it has the most fragrance in the world. In my opinion, only this flower is worthy of Miss Jiang."

[Barbie Q, isn't this making enemies for me? Those people behind are so green! ]

Jiang Zhiyu took a deep breath: "Your Highness has said too much."

[Ahhh, the third son of the Shangshu and the concubine should have started now, let's go, I want to eat some melons! ]

Jiang Sulan: "......?"

She suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, who?

"How old are you, Miss Jiang? Are you married?"

"Twelve, no."

Jiang Zhiyu answered perfunctorily, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

[Let me go!]

Jiang Sulan: I want to laugh.

Xiao Lingyu originally just wanted to chat for a few words and then leave, but seeing that she was in such a hurry to leave, he was not in a hurry anymore.

Standing in front of the flowers with his hands behind his back, he leisurely recited poems and songs, and asked from time to time: "What do you think, Miss Jiang?"

[I think your head is quite hard, it should make a bang-bang sound when you knock it! ]

Jiang Sulan: "Puchi——"

Just as she was thinking of finding an excuse to get rid of them, a little maid ran over in a hurry: "Oh no! There's a fire in the third young master's yard! Someone come quickly!"

[Ah, Song Shiwei took action! Great! ]

A fire is not a trivial matter, and everyone's faces fell. The young masters asked their followers to go and put out the fire, and they also walked towards the place where the smoke rose.

The crowd was in chaos. Because of Jiang Zhiyu's voice, Jiang Sulan paid extra attention. Sure enough, she saw Song Shiwei sneaking into the crowd.

Strange, where is Yunshu?