Seeing that he was about to push the door, Qian Shan hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, don't go and see the princess, as it may make the princess' dream."

The boy opposite was a little silent, secretly lowered his hand, and said in a daze: "Isn't she angry with the orphan... so she doesn't want to see the orphan?"

Qianshan's face froze, lowered her head and didn't know how to reply to his words, so she could only say with a careless eyes: "The king is really worried, the princess has really gone to bed. The princess first waited in front of the mansion for half an hour today, and then waited in the yard for a long time. She was really tired and then fell asleep at this moment."

The boy said in surprise: "She is in poor health and has been outside for so long?"

Qianshan heard this and said a little dissatisfied: "The king still knows that the princess is in poor health? I am afraid that he will lose his composure after leaving the capital in the past six months, right? He obviously cannot return by the time, but he insists on giving the princess a promise."

Her tone was sarcastic, sarcastic, and complained everywhere. Hua Qi was listening, feeling frightened, and hurriedly reached out and pulled Qianshan's sleeve, indicating that she should not say anything further.

But Qianshan was not afraid. Jiang Chengjiakong had been waiting for so long today, but Ning Nanyou had not kept his promise. She felt unhappy in her heart, and now she happened to run into it. Of course, she had to choke on the boy who had not been able to meet the appointment and vent her anger for her master.

Ning Nanyou looked embarrassed and silent for a moment, then said, "It's true that it's my fault. Well, if she doesn't want to see her, I'll go to the side room to rest. I'll wait to see her again tomorrow."

Qianshan interrupted him again with a cold face and said, "The king doesn't have to stay in Yuncheng Pavilion. The princess said, "You are going to work hard, it's better to go back to your own pavilion and rest."

Ning Nanyou's face became colder and greener. He stared at her and his words became colder: "I haven't seen her for so long, so she doesn't even want Gu to stay here?"

Qianshan frowned, and suddenly remembered the letter he saw in Jiang Chengjia's hand many months ago. When he thought about Li Xiangjun, he became even more angry: "The king should be surrounded by people, so why bother to let the princess accompany him?"

Listening to her angry words, Ning Nanyou thought that the girl in the room really didn't want to see him, and the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed: "Okay. Since she doesn't want to see me, just leave me."

After saying that, the man slowly turned around, held the wall, and staggered away from the corridor.

Qianshan's breath was evacuated. Seeing Ning Nanyou leaving lonely, the pleasure covered the faint guilt in his heart. Hua Qi put all this in his eyes and couldn't help but blame: "Sister Qianshan! Why are you so rude to the king? If you dare to talk to the king like this on weekdays, he would definitely punish you."

"If he wants to punish him, let me punish him. I have been beaten. Besides, I'm telling the truth. Could it be...I'm not allowed to vent my anger for the princess?" Qianshan retorted.

Hua Qi stroked his forehead and sighed, "I really don't know... Sister Qianshan, why are you angry? There is a reason why the king failed to come back in time. He was about to enter the city, so he was called to the Huai Prince's Mansion by the Regent.

I heard General Lu Xun say that the regent got so angry that he beat the king hard, and beat him hard, and the thirty whip ruler made the king's skin burst. He was thinking about the princess, and even if he was covered in wounds, he would rush back to the appointment... but after you said this, I wonder what the king would be sad. If the princess had a dispute with the king, Sister Qianshan, you must be the culprit!"

Qianshan was surprised and said, "What? The king was punished in the Huai Palace again? Why don't you tell me about this in advance?"

Hua Qi sighed and said, "You didn't give me a chance to say it?"

Qian Shan was suddenly upset: "Then he must have been forcing him to come back and want to meet the princess. I said, why did the king walk so hard and slowly just now? It turned out that he was beaten by a ruler. What should I do? What should I do? I was so angry that I was too bad, how should I end up?"

Hua Qi twitched the corner of his lips and said, "You are just showing off your abilities and speaking quickly. The king is impossible for him to come back now. Sister Qianshan, when the princess tomorrow knows your bold behavior tonight, you should ask for more blessings."

Qianshan patted her forehead, drooped her eyes, and cried with a sad face, wishing she could punch herself twice.

Late at night, a moon plate hung on the dark sky, and the silver light that oozed out contrasted with the snow on the eaves, emitting a faint light.

In the Rui Palace, most of the lamps were extinguished, leaving only a few faint lights under the corridor. Two or three maids guarded each three feet between the houses. They held lanterns, surrounded the brazier placed under the corridor to keep warm, and whispered in the heat.

In Yun Cheng Pavilion and on the path in the backyard, a black shadow passed by the dead vineyard extremely slowly, avoiding the servants and maids on duty, and running towards the main house. The shadow carefully moved away the two wooden poles on the windowsill, pushed open the bright window with his hands, and grabbed the wall with both hands, and flipped down with some difficulty.

The shadow fell to the ground along the wall, touching the wound behind him, grinning in pain, and gasping for two breaths. He was about to get up, and a little sound of turning the mattress came from the screen. He immediately held his breath and did not dare to make any movement. Only when the sound in the inner room gradually subsided, he stood up from the ground, held the things he could help, and moved little by little to the bead curtain.

He stood at the head of the bed, staring at the girl wrapped in the quilt and carrying her body, and felt a throbbing in his heart. He squatted down gently, trying to sit beside her, and looked at her carefully, but he didn't expect that the girl was not asleep at all.

Jiang Chengjia had heard the movement in the room and had already woken up from the moment he climbed through the window. She held her breath and covered herself in the quilt, waiting for the people behind her to move first.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, she didn't notice any movement behind her, so she couldn't help but coughed gently, and said gently, "The king is interesting. He doesn't leave the door, but he just wants to go through the window?"

After saying this, she immediately turned around and turned her head, looked at the shadow in front of the bed that was covered with the moonlight, and smiled slightly with her lips.

Through a layer of gauze tent, she couldn't see the boy's expression clearly. She only saw a slender and broad figure standing beside her, staring at her straight, as if she was a little surprised.

Seeing that he was motionless like a wood, Jiang Chengjia couldn't help but wonder, slowly got up and lifted the bed tent, grabbed the man's sleeve and said, "Why don't you talk? When you see me... don't you have anything to say?"

After a while, the shadow in front of the bed made a silent voice. His voice was hoarse and a hint of sob, as if he was full of grievances: "I thought... you really don't want to see me?"

Jiang Chengjia was a little surprised, raised her head and looked at him in search of the light, silently holding his hand and said, "How old is the king? Why do you feel like you are about to cry when you hear the sound?"

As she said that, she silently gave up her seat and pulled the husband down.

"Qianshan told me not to stay in Yuncheng Pavilion... Is this what you said?" The man obediently sat down with her pull.

Jiang Chengjia held his arm and smiled, "I mean, but what's the use? Aren't you here?"

The boy lowered his head, as if he was still in sadness, and said depressedly: "I didn't mean to come late today. If my father hadn't called me back home, I would have been impatient to come back to see you, and I would never have been delayed for a moment. But... I still made a promise and let you wait for so long. Aluo, don't be angry with me... don't drive me away."

Jiang Chengjia felt strange and said in surprise: "It's just that I'm bored waiting and don't want to see you for a while. I haven't thought about driving you away. How can you be so sad?"

He quietly leaned over and squeezed beside the girl, his eyes turned red and said, "It's all my fault. It's because I shouldn't have ordered someone to notify you so early. I should have waited for my father to summon him and then tell you about the return. But I... just want to see you urgently."

Jiang Chengjia felt more and more inexplicable, and blinked at him and said, "What's wrong? What makes you feel wronged?"

The husband leaned on her shoulder, put his arms around her, locked her in his arms and said, "It's nothing... Now that I've seen you, everything will be fine."

Jiang Chengjia let him hold it, muttering in his heart, could it be that what the girl Qianshan said that made Ning Nanyou so sad?

She guessed this and asked carefully: "But Qianshan is sarcastic again? What did she say to squeeze you?"

But the man shook his head and said, "No."

The more he refused to say it, the more confident Jiang Chengjia was, that it must be Qianshan who said something more to vent her anger.

"Okay, okay... No matter what she said, don't take it to your heart. Qianshan is straight-hearted. Seeing that I have been waiting for so long, I will inevitably be angry with you." She patted Lang Jun's arm gently and comforted in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly hissed and trembled inexplicably. Jiang Chengjia immediately said in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Ning Nanyou shook his head, refused to say more, and still hugged the girl firmly and refused to let go.

The more he was like this, the more suspicious Jiang Chengjia became. She stared at her for a moment, then quietly broke free from his arms, and hurriedly lit the two candlelights in front of the bed.

The candlelight lit up, and half of the house was bright. Jiang Chengjia turned around and looked at the couch, and saw Ning Nanyou sitting pitifully on the edge of the bed, his face turned pale.

She was shocked and said, "Ah? Why is your face so bad? Are you injured again?"

Jiang Chengjia ran back in small veins, approached him, and wanted to check his injuries. Ning Nanyou stopped him with one hand and pressed his sleeves with the other hand and said, "No obstacle, just a minor injury..."

Jiang Chengjia glared at him and said, "Do you show me if you don't? If you don't, go back, don't let me rest and sleep."

Ning Nanyou was cowardly and said nothing, and let the girl stretch out her hand and open his sleeves.
Chapter completed!