Chapter 100 Princess, I am very stupid.
In fact, if you count on your fingers, Yanjue has been with her for more than three years.
However, she had not yet been demoted from the capital at that time, so she left Inkstone in Bai Yujing to recuperate.
Although Yan Jue's martial arts was taught by her, his own talent is indeed good, otherwise he would not have been able to reach this level in just three years.
Jiang Jinshuang casually hooked the golden thread on the brocade quilt, and suddenly she didn't know what to say.
Today's handwritten letters and defense plans had a huge impact on her, and she still couldn't get over it.
But just now she wanted to chat with Yan Jue, and after just a few words, she stopped talking again. Isn't it a bit teasing?
While I was thinking erratically, this time, it was the man outside the window who spoke first.
"Will His Highness stay in the capital?"
Yan Jue has a clear and clear voice and a tall figure.
"Yes."
Without thinking, Jiang Jinshuang answered like this.
Even after she answered her own question, she was stunned for a moment.
Outside the window, Yan Jue seemed to be nodding his head and just said "Okay".
Jiang Jinshuang took a deep breath and said seriously: "Inkstone Jue, I still don't believe it."
The inkstone was silent.
"Even if the handwritten letter and the defense plan were placed in front of me, I still don't believe it."
Jiang Jinshuang couldn't even explain why.
She prides herself on not being a paranoid person, but regarding the matter of King Ruiyang, even after reaching the Yellow River and seeing the coffin, she still did not give up.
——She had to jump into the Yellow River, lift the coffin, and see clearly.
The inkstone outside the window still didn't speak.
Jiang Jinshuang scratched her face in embarrassment and laughed: "Am I a little too stubborn?"
The figure outside the window moved.
Yanjue said in a low voice: "That's good."
Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment: "What?"
Yanjue didn't read much, so he explained in words he could understand: "Stubbornness is also good."
When Jiang Jinshuang heard this, she couldn't help but laugh: "What's so good about being stubborn?"
for a long time.
Jiang Jinshuang heard Yanjue's cold voice, rubbing the night wind, and penetrated her ears.
"Because you are nice."
"So it's good to be stubborn, it's good not to believe, and it's also good to stay in the capital."
There was only one candle burning in the room. In order to let her sleep peacefully, Chuntao cut the wick much shorter, leaving only a little bit of light.
Give it a beat.
"Princess, I am very stupid."
"But you're fine."
——
In the second half of the night, Jiang Jinshuang didn't have any more nightmares.
The next day, when the sun was rising, she groped her way out of bed.
Chuntao knew that she didn't sleep well last night, so he didn't call her this morning and let her sleep until now.
Jiang Jinshuang asked Chuntao to help her change clothes and wash up, then glanced at the figure who was no longer there outside the window.
"Where's the inkstone formula?" she asked.
Chuntao was tying Jiang Jinshuang's belt and said with a smile: "Master Yan Jue said that he had to go to Beijing for something. If you hurry, he can be back in five days."
Jiang Jinshuang nodded.
Yanjue's martial arts skills allowed him to walk sideways on Wan Jin, so she wasn't too worried about his safety.
While Chuntao was dressing Jiang Jinshuang, she was nagging distressedly: "Your Highness has been at the ancestral hall these past few days and has seen that the number of people has dwindled."
"Really?" Jiang Jinshuang pinched her face, "Why do I feel like I'm still fat?" Chuntao frowned: "Yesterday after His Highness went to bed, Mr. Si Ning came to tell the slave that he was going to leave from Yong'an Mansion. Send some cooks over to give His Highness a change of taste.”
Jiang Jinshuang smacked her lips indifferently: "I eat a lot every day."
How could Chuntao hear what she said: "Your Highness also said that what you eat now is not as much as the Wenniao in the house."
"My slave, you still remember that you could eat a big bowl of shredded pork noodles at the Jingcheng South Street restaurant in one meal."
Jiang Jinshuang smiled innocently: "It's so pretty. There was a beautiful man in front of me at that time, so I must have a good appetite."
Chuntao sighed and didn't listen to Jiang Jinshuang's nonsense. She just muttered: "Oh, it's a pity that the owner of the shredded pork noodle shop has moved away, otherwise I would have to ask for a recipe."
Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said: "Where have you moved? Now you should be working as a cook in Pei Du's Wenshan Pavilion."
"Ah?" Chuntao was stunned for a moment, with a confused look on his face, "Your Highness, must you have remembered it wrong? At that time, I specifically asked the vendor next door, saying that their daughter got married and the family moved to Qiucheng."
Jiang Jinshuang's smile paused.
She suddenly remembered the bowl of shredded pork noodles that Pei Du had sent the night she was injured.
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Although she didn't taste it, the taste was the same as the shredded pork noodles back then.
strangeness.
Jiang Jinshuang frowned, but didn't take it seriously.
Chuntao felt distressed, frowning and muttering: "Speaking of Mr. Pei, I am not worthy of Your Highness. Your Highness was so good to him back then, but he allowed Xia Yurong to jump around in front of you. It's too much."
As he spoke, he felt aggrieved on behalf of Jiang Jinshuang. He bit his lip and his tone was trembling: "Your Highness, you are too soft-hearted, but in that matter... that incident, you attributed all your kindness to Xia Yurong. It’s gone.”
Chuntao lowered her head and wiped her tears while helping Jiang Jinshuang adjust her clothes: "You will be a good person..."
Jiang Jinshuang hated to see Chuntao shed tears.
She sighed, leaned over slightly, and wiped Chuntao's tears: "My good sister, if you cry again, I will use my clothes to wipe your nose~"
Chuntao burst into tears and smiled, but she was still not happy: "I feel wronged for Your Highness."
"I have grown up with you since childhood. I know better than anyone how much grievances you have suffered." After a pause, Chuntao wiped her tears again, "Your Highness, Chuntao will always be with you."
"Although Chuntao can't be of much help, His Highness has been wronged and can tell the slave."
Jiang Jinshuang's heart softened.
She smiled gently and scratched Chuntao's nose: "Who said you can't help? Without you, who would make snacks for me?"
Chuntao laughed: "That slave will make snacks for His Highness for the rest of his life."
"Okay! As long as I don't choke to death, I will eat your snacks for the rest of my life!"
……
After Jiang Jinshuang had lunch, she came to the side hall where Pei Du once lived.
In the past, when Pei Du was still in the princess mansion, Jiang Jinshuang would often come to the side hall to look for him.
This side hall is very spacious, and there are two bookcases in the sleeping hall.
In the past, when Pei Du was studying in this room, Jiang Jinshuang liked to stay by his side and think about things.
Sandalwood was burning in the room, and behind the desk was a screen of clouds, cranes, pines and cypresses. The smell of sandalwood was very pleasant.
She always figured out many things easily when she was in this room.
Maybe it's because of the sandalwood, maybe it's because of the screen, maybe it's because of Pei Du.
Jiang Jinshuang didn't know either.
Now, she walked into the side hall again and sat in front of her familiar book desk.
Si Ning has lived in this room for a while, but he is not squeamish, and the furnishings here have not been touched at all.
There is a stack of secret letters and defense plans on the desk.
Jiang Jinshuang sat in front of the desk, holding two letters in her hand and comparing them word for word.
She burned sandalwood in the room.
I was inexplicably distracted.
Jiang Jinshuang suddenly remembered that she seemed to have teased Pei Du here.