Quick Travel: Accidentally captured that sickly villain

At the end of the month, Mu Ying went to Li Jiang's courtyard and told her that Fan Siru would take her to a palace banquet the next day.

Li Jiang didn't respond and said hello, but Hongying felt very strange.

Fan Siru almost never took Li Jiang to any banquets, even if someone posted an invitation in person, he refused without hesitation, why did he suddenly think of taking her to the banquet this time?

And... there should be many people going to the palace banquet, right?The Shen family is also in Beijing now, what if they run into each other?

Hongying voiced her concerns.

Li Jiang replied casually: "If we meet, we will meet. They should be the ones who are shocked."

Hongying thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the same reason. Now that the young lady's status is here, even if those people want to bully, they still have to weigh Master Fan's status in the court.

Knowing that Li Jiang was going to the palace for a banquet, Jiang sent someone to send a dress over.

The clothes were made of the most popular Jiangnan brocade at the moment, wrapped in cloud-colored tulle, not too gaudy, not too plain, it could well show Li Jiang's character and appearance.

In the evening, when Li Jiang went to read the An Hall to thank her, Jiang couldn't help but dragged her to talk a lot, mostly about some stupid things about her father Fan Siru.

While talking, Jiang sighed, looked at Li Jiang, hesitated to speak several times.

Li Jiang had noticed it a long time ago, and calmly said: "Grandmother can speak directly if she has something to say."

A few traces of shame appeared in Jiang's eyes: "Tomorrow's palace banquet, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful..."

She paused.

Li Jiang didn't speak, waiting for Jiang's next words.

"Your Majesty is currently in poor health. Although a crown prince has been established, it is difficult to convince the public. Several princes are fighting openly and secretly for the position of crown prince. Your father holds a lot of power, so he will inevitably fall into this turmoil. As his daughter, you are the favor of those people." Focus, I'm afraid, they will make a fuss about your marriage..."

The more Jiang thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Li Jiang.

This child has not been raised in Fan's mansion since he was a child, and he has suffered a lot outside, and finally returned home, only to face the current dangerous situation.

"What does father think?"

To Jiang's surprise, after listening to her words, Li Jiang was not as frightened as he imagined, and still had a calm expression.

Jiang Shi didn't answer Li Jiang directly, but said something unclear: "Your father values ​​affection, but he also values ​​power..."

After returning, Li Jiang saw a rare figure in the yard.

Fan Siru was sitting under the stone table under the sycamore tree, gently clasping the table with one hand, and resting the other on his knee, looking up at the moon with his chin up, his expression a little dispirited.

After seeing Li Jiang, he lazily said: "What are you doing standing there, come here."

Li Jiang narrowed his eyes, walked over slowly, and sat down opposite Fan Siru.

She didn't speak, just quietly looked at that romantic and handsome face.

Fan Siru sneered.

"You are calm." He squinted his eyes and asked casually, "You just came back from your grandmother's place?"

Li Jiang: "Yes."

The slight rubbing sound of knuckles on the table suddenly stopped.

Fan Siru's voice faded: "According to the old lady's temper, I should have told you everything."

Li Jiang met his gaze and still replied yes.

"And what are your thoughts?"

In the dark night, those amber eyes looked straight over, like a bonfire lit in the snow, with prying eyes and scrutiny.

Li Jiang pretended not to understand: "What is father referring to?"

Fan Siru was too lazy to play around with her, "Prince, do you want to marry?"

Li Jiang stood up straight away and walked towards the room without saying a word.

When passing by Fan Siru's side, he dropped a sentence, "I'm not interested."