Chapter 93 The Salted Fish Princess Will Not Be Cannon Fodder (4)
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Murong Yan denied it in panic.
"You just said it yourself, Lord Marquis. As the son of a true dragon, you said that the Lord is like a beast. Everyone present heard it very clearly. It just so happened that I was going to the palace to talk to my sister tomorrow. Do you want to tell her about this incident? ”
"Oh, the prince and I have been friends since we were young. What we said just now is just a joke. Princess, don't take it seriously. If I enter the palace tomorrow, I would like your help to say hello to Concubine Liang. Sanlang, it's my fault. This man is a monkey to me. Just take it away.”
"Hey, the Marquis just said that he came to give gifts to celebrate the wedding. The monkey took them away. Where is the gift? Did you forget to bring it?"
Jiang Lai smiled innocently, but his words were not forgiving at all. He told Murong Yan that he was a big boy and that he finally agreed to give her a summer manor that he had just built and had not had time to enjoy, and she was satisfied. promise.
After leaving a note, Murong Yan left in despair, taking the ugly human monkey with him.
Back in the house, Murong Dun silently looked at the stamped documents in his hand. He was still a little shocked. He couldn't believe that Murong Yan, who always took pleasure in bullying him, would actually make such a big mistake here today, and in front of him. Jiang Lai, who looks weak and weak, is actually so eloquent.
"Husband, with this villa, we can go and cool down."
"Have you seen a human-monkey before?"
Jiang Lai shook his head.
"No."
"Then why are you not afraid at all when you see that strange thing?"
"He's just a hairless monkey. What's there to be afraid of? Husband, there aren't that many strange and powerful things in this world. Next time Murong Yan dares to bully you, I'll help you teach him a lesson!"
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When Jiang Lai said this, his face was indeed still arrogant after being pampered, but Murong Dun didn't feel disgusted. He even felt that the woman in front of him was naive and innocent for some reason.
He looked away and collected himself.
"You can rest, I'm going to take care of business."
"Husband, will you come back tonight?"
"I'm not sure, you don't have to wait for me, just rest early."
Jiang Lai nodded obediently, listened to the footsteps and slowly walked away, then lazily raised his feet and walked towards Ruantao.
"Xiao Lian, come here and hammer my legs."
Xiaolian obediently knelt down beside Ruantan, and slowly tapped Jiang Lai's legs with a small hammer.
Jiang Lai felt that this was not comfortable enough, so he simply lifted the thin gauze skirt directly to his thighs. This time, the force of the hammer was slightly stronger and it was much cooler. Jiang Lai quickly fell asleep.
During this period, she seemed to hear Xiaolian saying something in her ear, but because she was too sleepy, Jiang Lai didn't hear it clearly and nodded in confusion, responding vaguely.
"Princess, Master Ling is here to see you."
"Hmm...huh?"
"Princess, will it be spread?"
"Well..."
Immediately after Xiaolian put down the hammer and walked out, Jiang Lai turned over slightly. When his consciousness was in a semi-awake and semi-drowsy state, he saw a tall black figure standing at the door. Against the light, his back was straight and thin. Long legs.
Jiang Lai seemed to be pressed into bed by a ghost. He knew someone was coming but couldn't sit up at all. He could only watch the figure slowly walk over, then sit next to him and stare at him silently for a long time.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lai felt that the man in front of her slowly stretched his hand towards her neck. The feeling of the rough fingertips rubbing against her skin made her shudder. His movements were very slow, as if he was moving slowly. Looking at a sheep ready for slaughter.
At this time Xiaolian came in and the man stood up.
"Since my sister is still sleeping, I will visit you next time."
The voice is clear and crisp, the words are clear and slow, elegant and gentle.
After he left, Jiang Laicai finally broke free from the ghost bed, suddenly opened his eyes completely, and looked at the red pillars and carved beams above his head with a splitting headache.
Xiao Lian was still waiting beside him. When he saw Jiang Lai woke up, he handed over a soft handkerchief.
"Princess, please wipe your face first."
"Who came just now?"
"It's Master Ling. He came to visit you, but you fell asleep."
Master Ling?
Jiang Lai frowned and thought for a while before finally pulling out the information about this young master Ling from the memory of the original owner.
He was the adopted son of Jiang Xiong. Because the Jiang family had no sons after giving birth to three daughters in succession, Jiang Xiong adopted an orphan whose parents both died on the battlefield and named him Jiang Ling in order to continue his legacy.
Jiang Ling has followed Jiang Xiong on the battlefield since he was a child. At the age of fourteen, he is nearly eight feet tall. He is powerful and surprisingly strong. On the battlefield, he is almost an unstoppable warrior and a martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a thousand years.
Jiang Xiong admired him very much. Even though Mrs. Jiang later gave birth to a son for him, Jiang Ling was still trained by him as his successor, and almost all of him was thrown into the military camp for training throughout the year.
Now Jiang Ling is only seventeen years old and has reached the rank of general.
Because he rarely came back from the military camp, Jiang Lai and his adopted brother were not familiar with each other at all. They might see each other once during the Chinese New Year, but it would only be enough to say hello.
No wonder the original owner had no impression of Master Ling in his mind.
Because this guy hasn't been home for two years.
When he came back, he seemed much taller and stronger.
"What is he here for?"
The relationship between the two was so weak that they might not even recognize each other when walking on the street. How could Jiang Ling come to see her specifically.
Oh, Jiang Lai remembered that the original owner didn't like this foreign brother when he was a child. He often bullied him secretly behind Jiang Xiong's back, making him kneel and ride as a horse for him...
You wouldn't put your hand on her neck to gesture because of this, would you?
Could this person be too vindictive?
Xiaolian shook her head blankly.
"Master Ling didn't say why. He just left something for you and left."
As she spoke, Xiaolian handed her the small box placed aside.
Jiang Lai called and took a look. Inside was a pearl hairpin, with a bird holding a ruby in its beak on the hairpin's head. It was lifelike, extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.
The original owner's memory did show that Jiang Ling gave her a hairpin after visiting her.
But the original owner didn't take it seriously at the time, and kept wearing it on her head because she liked it. Later, she lost the hairpin at some point. She was sad for a while and couldn't find it, so she just did it.
Later, something happened to Jiang Xiong, and Jiang Ling was the first to bear the brunt and was put on the beheading stage.
There seemed to be nothing wrong with this man, but Jiang Lai just felt something was wrong.
Soon Little Pudding told her why something was wrong.
"Do you know who Jiang Ling's true identity is?"
"Does he still have a real identity?"
"Nonsense, the author wrote about such a handsome man, how could there be no story?"
Jiang Lai nodded, thinking it made sense.
Like the original owner, he looks ordinary and looks like cannon fodder. (End of chapter)