"What I mean is..." Yin Wenzheng's hand on Jiangtangzhou's calf slowly moved up, moving over his gnarled scar covered by clothes, over his flat belly, and Jiangtangzhou's eyes were as big as he went up an inch. Visible panic.
Finally, Yin Wenzheng's finger slid across his waist, landed an inch above a certain place, and when he was about to continue sliding down, Jiang Tangzhou grabbed Yin Wenzheng's wrist suddenly.
Yin Wenzheng smiled triumphantly: "What?"
"The prince respects himself." Jiang Tangzhou blushed, but said solemnly.
Yin Wenzheng gave a "tsk" sound, and was about to continue down with Jiang Tangzhou's hand when the carriage stopped suddenly.
"Master, we're here!" Ting Yu's voice sounded, and the next second, she got into the carriage and opened the curtain on her own.
Jiang Tangzhou quickly withdrew his hand and gave Yin Wenzheng a hard look.
Listening to the rain, looking left and right, she felt that the atmosphere in the carriage seemed a bit strange. Her monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out. Only then did she notice that Jiang Tangzhou's cheeks were flushed, and she said loudly, "Master, why are you so red? Could it be?" Have a fever? Let me touch it!"
With a "puchi", Yin Wenzheng couldn't help laughing, causing Jiang Tangzhou to give him another hard look.
Jiang Tangzhou said, "I'm fine."
"Don't worry." Yin Wenzheng stood up, tapped the jade flute on Tingyu's head lightly, and said, "Your father didn't have a fever and he wasn't sick, he just had some..." Yin Wenzheng considered For a moment, I used a word that would not be too extreme, "I'm a little upset."
Ting Yu was even more at a loss, and turned to look at Jiang Tangzhou: "Master... are you really alright?"
Jiang Tangzhou had no choice but to say, "It's okay."
———
After getting off the carriage, a strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus blows over my face.
The place chosen by the few of them is considered to be a relatively inaccessible place in Mount Qu, and it was an excellent secret meeting place specially selected by Ling Yingchong after several days of inquiring, but he never expected it when he chose it, and it turned out to be Such a large group of people came to see Osmanthus fragrans.
Ruojian also said: "At this time of year, there used to be a sea of people in Jishan Mountain. Only now do I know that there are not many people in this place. You can come here to enjoy the flowers in the future."
Yin Wenzheng tapped her on the head and said, "Girl, can you still find someone to accompany you to enjoy the flowers?"
Ruojian smiled softly: "Isn't there a prince accompanying the servants?"
Yin Wenzheng shook his head with a faint smile, and turned his head to look at Jiang Tangzhou who had just been helped out of the carriage. The other party's expression had returned to normal, and even his brows were a little cold.
He was about to approach him, when Ling Yingchong asked courteously, "What's wrong with Tangzhou?"
"No," Jiang Tangzhou hurriedly said, "It's just that I haven't been in a carriage for a long time, and I'm not used to it for the time being. It's nothing serious."
Ling Yingchong nodded, and took out orange petals from his sleeve: "I prepared this specially before I set off. If I get dizzy in the carriage, I can sniff it and it will be much better. This is the secret recipe of the imperial physician in the palace. "
Ting Yu hurriedly took it over, shook it in front of Jiang Tangzhou's nose, and asked in a low voice, "Is Master better?"
Jiang Tangzhou really felt that his mind had cleared up a lot, and he also felt that his reaction just now was a little too aggressive. He nodded and said with a smile: "It's much better, thank you Fourth Prince."
"Hey, it seems that I still need to work harder." Ling Yingchong made a regretful look, "You and I have been drinking and chatting for so long, and you are still so polite to me, it really makes me a little sad .”
Seeing Ling Yingchong's appearance, Yin Wenzheng felt annoyed, and snorted softly: "I'm not being polite to you, are you still being polite to Gu?"
"Brother Huang was joking," Ling Yingchong laughed seriously, "Brother Huang never mentioned being polite to you, so why did Brother Huang bother to dig himself into this trick?"
Yin Wenzheng's smile deepened: "Although the fourth emperor didn't mention it, it's hard not to let Gu wonder if the fourth emperor has any other thoughts about Gu's crown princess."
The two of them laughed more happily than the other, but talked better than the other. Jiang Tangzhou originally wanted to stay out of the matter and be quieter, but he was the protagonist, so he really couldn't just leave everything alone.
Jiang Tangzhou sighed, and without thinking about it, he said to Yin Wenzheng: "The prince is joking, the fourth prince and I are just friends."
Hearing this, Yin Wenzheng smiled a little more sincerely: "Really?" He looked at Jiang Tangzhou with a faint but imperceptible joy in his eyes.
Jiang Tangzhou felt that Yin Wenzheng was becoming more and more unpredictable, so he simply said: "If we don't go there, when the sun goes down, I'm afraid it will be a waste of a trip today."
Ling Yingchong was still courteous, and stepped forward to walk side by side with Jiang Tangzhou.
Ruojian followed closely beside Yin Wenzheng, seeing that he was dissatisfied suddenly, she asked, "Master, why don't we find another place..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yin Wenzheng glanced over and sped up to catch up.
He stepped forward with his shoulders one by one, pushing Ling Yingchong away, and he was between Ling Yingchong and Jiangtangzhou. He even stretched out his arms to wrap around Jiangtangzhou's shoulders, and took half of his body into his arms.
By the way, she turned her head to look at Ling Yingchong flaunting her might, "The lonely princess and concubine can take care of herself, so I won't bother the fourth brother."
Ling Yingchong nodded with a half-smile: "Naturally." Didn't he know that his silver teeth were almost shattered.
Jiang Tangzhou was limited by his half-blind eyes, so he couldn't feel the turmoil between the two. He could only see from his words that the two were not getting along well. Yin Wenzheng probably had an inexplicable possessive desire. As for Ling Yingchong... He hasn't figured it out yet.
After all, Jiang Tangzhou has never been in love in the past twenty years, and he doesn't know what love is, and he didn't expect that he would become so popular when he arrived in Hengguo.
He didn't think much of it.
Yin Wenzheng and Ling Yingchong confronted Maimang. At first, Jiang Tangzhou would occasionally say a few conciliatory sentences, but later he realized that it was useless to say more, so he simply shut up.
Not long after, Yin Wenzheng offered to go horse racing and hunting.
Jiang Tangzhou asked, "Now?"
"Yeah." Yin Wenzheng nodded, "I'll leave a few people to protect you, don't worry, we'll come back in just a little bit of time."
Jiang Tangzhou asked curiously, "What bet did you place?"
Yin Wenzheng talked about others: "Why, do you have any bets you want to place?"
"Just asking out of curiosity." Jiang Tangzhou shook his head, "Be careful."
Yin Wenzheng looked back at Ling Yingchong who was preparing the horses not far away, paused, and then squatted down and said, "Do you want me to win, or him to win?"
Jiang Tangzhou froze for a moment: "Is there any difference?"
Yin Wenzheng's heart sank slightly, and his thin lips pursed slightly—there was only a trace of doubt in Jiang Tangzhou's expression, and there was no other emotion.
Yin Wenzheng stood up awkwardly, as if he was angry, and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing."
Jiang Tangzhou didn't realize it: "I hope that whoever wins doesn't seem to affect your game."
"..." Yin Wenzheng knelt down and hugged him again, saying, "It's different."
"What's the difference?"
Yin Wenzheng was silent for a moment, then smiled, like a joke: "If you encourage me, maybe I will work harder and be more serious because of it, and kill the kid surnamed Ling."
Jiang Tangzhou blinked.
Yin Wenzheng said, "So do you want me to win or him to win?"
"Childish." Jiang Tangzhou raised his hand subconsciously and touched his head, just like Ting Yu, "If you have to choose one... I hope you win."
"I'm going." Yin Wenzheng stood up with high spirits, like a big rooster that has already won.
When Jiang Tangzhou heard the sound of the horse's hooves fading away, he relaxed and lay down on the blanket. The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus around him enveloped him, and he could faintly hear the chirping of insects and birds not far away, but it was a rare leisure.
Especially those voices were infinitely amplified by his ears, and he could even occasionally hear the sound of horseshoes stamping on the ground and arrows piercing the sky from Yin Wenzheng.
Sometimes it's not bad to come out and wait.
After relaxing his thoughts, Jiang Tangzhou couldn't help but think of what Yin Wenzheng did in the carriage just now—his face blushed inexplicably.
Jiang Tangzhou sighed, and covered his face with his hands.
At the same time, a burst of extremely light footsteps suddenly entered my ears.
Jiang Tangzhou was still hesitating for a moment, when he suddenly heard the sound of the sword piercing the sky, and a very low scream suddenly sounded not far from him, Jiang Tangzhou supported the ground with one hand, and said softly, "There is someone."
The moment Jiangtangzhou blurted out these two words, Tingyu rushed towards Jiangtangzhou and blocked him.
Because they were discovered, the visitors had no scruples. Jiang Tangzhou lowered his eyes and asked calmly, "How many people?"
"Ten or so," Ting Yu said in a tense voice, "all in black, you can't see your face, and I'm unfamiliar with martial arts... Lord, they should be targeting us. The people the crown prince left to protect you just now Went to two, we're afraid..."
Jiang Tangzhou knew what Ting Yu was going to say next, so he didn't let her continue: "Do your best." Jiang Tangzhou raised his backhand and pulled a branch beside him, blocking the long knife that was coming.
"Saber."
The tree branch broke in an instant, Jiang Tangzhou raised his hand to take the sword handed over by Ting Yu, and with a "swish", it met the long knife that had been cut over, and the flames flashed, Jiang Tangzhou was not as strong as the opponent, and was pressed hard by his arm The sinking was almost too much to handle.
Ting Yu picked up the sword and went straight up to the assassin's chest. Jiang Tangzhou just felt his heart relax, but the sound of his footsteps seemed to be heading towards Ting Yu, and his expression quickly turned cold: "Ting Yu, pay attention."
It was too late for Ting Yu to dodge. Seeing that the sword was about to sink into her body, someone suddenly pushed him to the side with a palm out of thin air, and received the sword with a saber. At the same time, someone behind Jiang Tangzhou attacked suddenly. towards his chest—