Upside-down bowl
Lian San's gentle and soft smile seemed to be welded onto his face. Even when faced with Jiang Jingyuan's strange and bizarre behavior, he did not show the slightest surprise.
——Because he feels guilty.
Because he is pretending.
Looking at the girl in front of him slowly walking towards him, Lian San raised his standard smile and nodded slightly at her.
Jiang Jingyuan's eyes showed a hint of hesitation and complexity as he slowly sat down at the stone table.
She looked at the man next to her who was dressed in slate blue.
Lian San was standing aside, preparing tea for her. Noticing her gaze, he bent down slightly and glanced at her.
Jiang Jingyuan looked strange for a moment, and finally couldn't help but say, "Your Lian family..."
In the small pavilion, the maids who had retreated away pricked up their ears instantly, their hearts beating fast.
Is it haunted? Jiang Jingyuan felt complicated.
She pondered for a moment and said politely, "It seems like something inferior."
Something inferior?!
"Bang!" The hearts that were hanging high in the air suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.
Not far away, the maids' hearts were tense, their breathing stopped, and their hanging hands were trembling.
Did he notice it?!
Are you clicking on them?
When Lian San heard this, the gentle smile on his face changed.
He blinked blankly, bent down, tilted his head towards Jiang Jingyuan, and asked doubtfully:
"What did your Highness say?"
Jiang Jingyuan: "..."
She couldn't be the only one haunted by a ghost, could she? Could your ghost even protect your home?!
Jiang Jingyuan was shocked.
However, Jiang Jingyuan just glanced at them lightly and said:
"Don't you know it in your heart?"
Everyone: “!”
It’s bad, this has definitely been noticed, absolutely!
The maids had stiff smiles, their bodies tense, their heads lowered and they remained motionless, resigned to their fate as they waited for some kind of judgment to come.
Time and time again, Lian San's mentality stabilized, and the confusion and bewilderment on his face became even more intense.
After thinking it over carefully, Lian San frowned slightly, a distressed look appeared on his face, and he said cautiously in his tone:
"Your Highness, I am stupid..."
Jiang Jingyuan: "..."
Is this true? Did so many of them really not notice anything?
Jiang Jingyuan couldn't help but glance at his face twice.
Lian San's face and eyes were filled with confusion, and there was a hint of uneasiness between his eyebrows.
He seemed really stumped by her sudden question.
After looking at it again and again, Jiang Jingyuan turned his eyes away and asked in his mind:
"Xu Qinglin, you really didn't notice it? Not even a little bit?"
Xu Qinglin answered decisively and firmly:
"No."
Jiang Jingyuan was lost in thought.
Xu Qinglin's perception is definitely several times stronger than hers, and there are very few people and things in this world that can hide things from Xu Qinglin.
If Xu Qinglin said that he did not notice any special existence, then it must be... there was no special existence.
But this...how is it possible?
Jiang Jingyuan didn't have much trust or confidence in his perception, but at that time, time and again, it was so clear...
Jiang Jingyuan still decided to believe in himself.
——If she continues to doubt like this, even if there is nothing wrong, she will be driven crazy by her own suspicion.
In fact, even if it is a ghost, it doesn’t make sense.
Ghost, how could you hide it from Xu Qinglin?
Given Xu Qinglin's current state, he should feel friendly towards ghosts!
But no matter what it is, it's something...
Jiang Jingyuan thought about it, glanced at the person next to him, and said:
"What unclean things are you offering in your home?"
"Puff!" It was as if a hand suddenly crushed my heart. Not far away, the maids all tilted sideways.
They staggered, then struggled to stand.
But their faces were pale and their pupils were trembling violently.
This statement is straightforward and sharp.
Just asking without taking any action makes people feel even more trembling in their hearts.
It's hard to tell whether she is deceiving them or has substantial evidence and is giving them... a chance.
The Lian family wanted so badly to get rid of that group of evil spirits and to restore their glory - that was why they hesitated and did not dare to respond easily.
For a moment, even Lian San, who had always remained calm, felt a tightness in his heart.
His face remained blank and puzzled, but his mind was racing and his heart was pounding.
——This is not something he can decide alone.
But he was afraid that if he pretended to be confused or evasive, the prince would turn around and leave immediately.
What should I do? What should I do?
How to respond?
In the small pavilion, everyone was in a panic, but only the girl at the table had an indifferent expression. She picked up the small porcelain cup and drank tea calmly.
Good tea.
Jiang Jingyuan hummed softly in his heart.
If they say there is no thing, then there is no thing. If they say they don’t know, then they don’t know?
She was suspicious by nature and was always afraid of everything. How could she possibly believe them without any evidence?
Jiang Jingyuan put down the cup slowly, tilted his head, and looked at the man in blue next to him. With a raised corner of his mouth, he slowly asked:
"Haven't you made up your mind yet?"
Under the scorching sun, everyone in the small pavilion felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave.
Lian San remained slightly bent over, motionless, with a blank expression on his face.
Jiang Jingyuan raised one hand slightly, the corners of his mouth flattened, and his voice was clear and cool:
"The elegant style of the Lian Family Qing Garden is well-known in the northern border. Let's go and take a look."
Crazy...
Everyone in the small pavilion had only one thought in their mind:
Crazy.
It's crazy.
That garden, that devastated ruin, they would never have the courage to bring anyone there to see it even if they died.
There is a huge difference between confessing guilt directly and exploding when there is no more time to delay - the difference is like one size fits all and the other, slow slicing.
Just when the maids were feeling desperate.
Lian San blinked blankly, as if he couldn't figure it out and just gave up thinking about it. A gentle smile appeared on his face and he replied "yes".
He stretched out his hand, smoothed his sleeve over his palm, and handed it to the girl.
Jiang Jingyuan put his right hand on it, stood up, and let go.
Lian San smiled, straightened up, looked up and called out to the maids not far away, "Are you coming yet?"
A group of maids came hurriedly with their heads lowered.
Some were holding umbrellas, some were holding things, with sadness in their eyes. They couldn't help but glance at him quickly and cautiously, then look at his nose with their eyes and their heart with their nose.
——The Third Young Master is still calm.
Walking slowly along the way, Lian San always had a gentle smile on his face and a soft voice, and he would tell one or two interesting stories from time to time.
Jiang Jingyuan couldn't help but look at him twice again.
When he met her gaze, Lian San nodded slightly at her, and his smile brightened a little.
The people behind secretly admired him.
Lian San smiled, but his heart was filled with helplessness and despair——
They asked him to come, not because he was good at speaking, but because he was good at pretending!
It is the kind of pretending that one can remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, and the kind of pretending that even if he gets slapped in the face, he can still smile and put his face forward to let the other person slap him happily.
What’s past is past. What we’re betting on is how fast those people act and whether they can prepare in time.
If not...we will all die together!
Lian San had thought about surrendering on the spot, but the Lian family would not let him go.
Even if His Highness could protect him, there would always be a time when he would look away. Furthermore, without the support of his family, how much value could he provide in the future?
No one will always protect a worthless person; they will get tired of it after a while.
Besides, he was not sure about the prince's temper and thoughts.
So, if we are to be beheaded, we will all be beheaded together. If we are to surrender, let the adults take care of it.
"You guys are like this..." Jiang Jingyuan felt the absent-mindedness of the people around him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He thought to himself, "It's obvious that there's something fishy going on..."
The group came in a huge procession.
However, before the crowd reached the garden, five or six figures came running towards them in a hurry.
"Your Highness Changsheng!"
The middle-aged man in the lead, dressed in extremely solemn attire, burst into tears instantly and said ecstatically, "Your Highness, it's really you! I never thought you could actually make it to my Lian family! I, I, your humble servant, your humble servant is really..."
He danced with joy for a moment, unable to speak, his face filled with excitement and ecstasy.
Jiang Jingyuan paused after hearing this, then decided to listen to what they wanted to say, and spoke calmly:
"Why do you say that, Lord Lian? Why can't I walk here?"
Next to him, Lian San breathed a sigh of relief. Someone finally came. No matter how hard he pretended, his heart was too weak to bear it.
He forced a smile on his face, relaxed his cheek muscles, lowered his head and stepped back silently.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." The solemnly dressed middle-aged man was trembling with excitement.
Behind him, several people hurried forward to support him and said:
"Second Master, please don't get excited, don't get excited. His Highness Changsheng is right here. Let's invite him to the lobby to talk!"
"Yes, yes." The Second Master raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face. He bowed and said, "Your Highness, please come this way."
In the lobby.
Jiang Jingyuan sat in the main seat and glanced at the people below.
The second master stopped crying and seemed to have calmed down. His body was trembling with excitement and a little fearful.
He raised and lowered his head several times, his cracked lips moving as if he wanted to say something but stopped.
For a long while.
He only said sadly:
"I just didn't expect that His Highness Changsheng and His Highness the Crown Prince would still remember me after seeing the present state of the Northern Territory."
In the past, before Meng Shuangfu existed, or before Meng Shuangfu grew up, the Meng family in the north deliberately kept a low profile so that no one could remember them.
——At that time, the Lian family was at its peak in the northern border and even in the capital.
Later, the Meng family gave birth to Meng Shuangfu, a "Morning Star" who had basically grown up and a leader recognized by almost everyone in the North.
It seemed like just a moment, and the Meng family's aggressive and ruthless offensive quickly established a new position in the north.
——And the Lian family could only retreat in order to preserve its own wings.
By now, the Lian family had almost disappeared from the northern border.
As Jiang Jingyuan walked out of the lobby, he turned his head to glance at the young men behind him.
They raised their heads, their faces were dazed and blank, and in their eyes, there was a heartbreaking confusion.
——I have acquired many skills and am full of enthusiasm since I was a child, but I am unable to move.
Can’t move, can’t move…
Unable to go up or down, and unable to move in any direction, the whole person felt as if he was being turned upside down by a huge bowl, and there was darkness wherever he looked.
…………
Jiang Jingyuan walked out of the Lian family and walked aimlessly onto the street.
Her face was expressionless, and her dark eyes were slightly vacant - she seemed to be thinking about something.
Suddenly, a white, slender hand appeared in front of him.
Jiang Jingyuan slowly regained consciousness, his gaze following the hand upwards. The plain white sleeves separated the bustling street scene, outlining the generally smooth lines of the shoulders and neck...
As his gaze moved, Jiang Jingyuan raised his head little by little, his mouth unconsciously opening slightly.
In front of her, Jiang Jingqian, dressed in white, stared at her with resentment on his face.
Jiang Jingyuan: "!!!"
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