10086: [She's always been mean to you. Now it's like this. Aren't you happy?]
Jiang Jiang: [Revenge is revenge, grievances are grievances. The dispute between her and me was just a few words, and I just returned them to her.]
Besides.
At her age, she has been indoctrinated with such thoughts since childhood, and it is not her fault that she has reached the current situation.
At least it's not entirely her fault.
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Fu Yao thought that Jiang Jiang would be depressed for a while after meeting the Queen Mother, and even planned to use the shadow play he had just learned to amuse her.
However, not long after, she was leaning against the couch, eating melon seeds without a care in the world.
Fu Yao: “…”
Never mind, this is fine.
He also didn't want her to have too many emotions because of others.
"Come on, let me take you somewhere."
Jiang Jiang looked at the slender white hand reaching out to him, then glanced at the scorching sun outside and was silent for a moment: "Do I have to go? Will it be too hot?"
"No." Fu Yao shook his head. "I know you are afraid of heat. The place we are going to today is very cool."
Sun Jinlu stood behind him and looked up at the sky in silence.
Yes, how can it not be cool?
Wouldn’t it be cool to go to his father’s prison?
Hmm? What on earth inspired Your Majesty? Shouldn't lovers go somewhere scenic after sex? At the very least, they'd spend some time together in the palace, right?
Now everything is fine, he just hopes that Master Jiang can withstand the strange ideas that His Majesty occasionally comes up with.
otherwise--
Before he could figure out what was going on, Jiang Jiang asked, "A cool place? Where is it?"
Fu Yao's calmness seemed particularly strange to Sun Jinlu, who was jumping up and down behind him: "Heavenly Prison."
Sun Jinlu: “......?” He just said it so fluently?
Jiang Jiang was puzzled: "What are you going there for?"
Fu Yao bent down, wiped her hand clean from where she had just grabbed the melon seeds, and shook her palm again, saying calmly, "Find out the person who wants to poison you. Jiang Jiang, don't you want to go and see it together?"
Sun Jinlu: “…” Which palace concubine would watch an execution for no reason?
Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him seemed to be interested in an instant. She stood up with Fu Yao's help, and there was a hint of impatience in her tone: "Okay."
Sun Jinlu: “?”
Confused, he stood there, and even received a look from His Majesty.
With a little bit of disgust.
It's like asking him why he's here.
Sun Jinlu: Forget it, you guys can be as affectionate as you want, I’m just an obstacle.
In Sun Jinlu's eyes, these two people are truly a perfect match.
At first, he was worried that Madam Jiang was not comfortable in the side hall and wanted to go out. But now it seems that His Majesty is the one who is worried about her health first. He is afraid that it will be bad for her to stay in the hall all day, so he uses all kinds of excuses to coax her to go out.
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It was only when Fu Yao mentioned it that Jiang Jiang remembered that she had forgotten to catch the person who poisoned her master in the previous life.
At first, he wanted to lure the enemy with his own body, but he didn't expect to be taken directly into the Yangxin Palace.
Everything from eating, dressing, living and traveling had to go through many steps to ensure that nothing went wrong, so the person who plotted to murder her naturally couldn't get involved.
I just don't know if the person Fu Yao is talking about is the person from the previous life.
Jiang Jiang briefly reflected on his own behavior of not being prepared for danger.
But when a piece of cake was placed next to her lips, the young emperor in front of her pinched the osmanthus cake with his slender fingers, which shone like jade in the sunlight.
He did not wear a dragon robe today, but only a moon-white brocade robe with dark patterns, which made his eyebrows and features look picturesque.
Her long raven-feather eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow under her eyes, but it could not cover up the tiny light flowing in her phoenix eyes.
I can't tell which one is more delicious.
Jiang Jiang took a small bite from his hand, and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus immediately spread between her lips and teeth.
She squinted her eyes, like a sated cat. Fu Yao's fingertips were still stained with some icing sugar, and seeing that she liked it, he pinched another piece and handed it to her.
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