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When Jiang Wan was getting ready to wear the dress for the wedding banquet, she happened to meet the emperor who was blushing slightly.

Maybe he had drank some wine, and there was a strong smell of alcohol on his body.

But her eyes were very clear, "Sister Huang, where is the prince?"

"He's dealing with official business. I'll send someone to call him right now."

Jiang Wan asked the small kitchen to make a few bowls of hangover soup and served some snacks.

"Your Majesty, drinking alcohol is harmful to your health. Why bother doing this to yourself?"

"Does the imperial sister also think that I am not worthy of Fusang?"

The emperor was obviously still a little angry. He sipped the hangover soup, but stared at Jiang Wan persistently for an answer.

"How can the emperor's body of thousands of gold not be worthy of it?"

Jiang Wan knew that he didn't like flattery, so she added: "It's just that the time and place when you met were not right.

There is no absolute right or wrong in this matter, but I believe that you all have mutual feelings in your hearts. "

"Fusang does have me in her heart, but it's a pity that I can't compare to her freedom."

The emperor smiled mockingly, probably because he realized his importance in Fusang's heart, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Jiang Wan was silent for a long time, not knowing how to comfort him.

"She also said that she is leaving the palace temporarily and will come back when she misses you."

"Sister Huang, do you still believe she will come back?"

It turns out that the emperor is not that stupid. He can clearly see how someone who has experienced freedom is willing to be his canary.

So this time, he was afraid that he would really lose Fusang.

"I can't promise that."

Jiang Wan did not dare to speak firmly, which made the emperor feel even more uncomfortable, because he was not the only one to think so.

"Sister Huang, I will leave Jiuzhou in two days."

The emperor suddenly changed the subject, "I don't believe you, Prince, but I believe you. I believe you are the same person as Fusang and have no interest in my seat."

He was indeed wary of Song Jiuyuan, but he believed in Jiang Wan.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your trust."

Jiang Wan didn’t want to be constantly stared at by his people, so he said, “There aren’t many around.

Prince and my son, as long as I am here, I will never let them covet your position. "

"Thank you, Princess."

The emperor was grateful, and after returning to Beijing, he named their son Xiaoshu the crown prince.

When Song Jiuyuan came, the emperor and Jiang Wan regained their former affectionate relationship as brother and sister.

"emperor."

Song Jiuyuan felt strange, but he hadn't seen him for a short time, so the way he looked at him had changed slightly.

"Prince Regent, I will leave Jiuzhou soon, and there are a few things you need to do."

The emperor took Song Jiuyuan to the study, and Jiang Wan would not disturb their conversation.

They also asked the small kitchen to prepare a lot of food. By the time they finished chatting, it was already evening and they just happened to have dinner together.

Thinking that the emperor would leave Jiuzhou soon, Jiang Wan personally cooked several special dishes.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and Dongpo Pork etc.

"Sister Huang's craftsmanship is as good as ever."

During the dinner, the emperor was very satisfied with his meal, as if the sadness when Fusang left was no longer there.

"If you like it, I'll write down a recipe and ask the people in the imperial study to make it for you."

Jiang Wan has always been generous to him. It's not that the imperial chef doesn't know how to cook, but the way he cooks it is different from Jiang Wan's.

"Then thank you very much, Sister Huang. From now on, I can taste the craftsmanship of Sister Huang in the palace, just like she is by my side."

The emperor smiled sincerely. They all knew that Jiang Wan would never be able to live in Kyoto forever.

This can be regarded as a way to miss Jiang Wan.

After all, Jiang Wan is not only a princess, but also a princess, the regent's princess.

After dinner, Song Jiuyuan personally sent the emperor back to the small courtyard where Fusang lived.

When Song Jiuyuan came back in the evening, Jiang Wan had already finished washing and seemed to be waiting for him.

"What did you talk about? He seems to be much less afraid of me."

"It's nothing more than a guarantee in front of him that you and Xiao Shu will not covet his throne."

Jiang Wan's expression was full of helplessness, "Actually, you and him are not related by blood.

It's just Wang with a different surname, so why should he worry so much. "

Neither she nor Song Jiuyuan had this ambition.

"It's normal for emperors to be suspicious."

Song Jiuyuan was not angry. If he personally supported the person in power, he would not be defensive at all.

Then he still has to worry about whether he can secure that position.

"You are quite patient with him."

Jiang Wan snorted lightly, causing Song Jiuyuan to pull him into his arms, "After all, he is the emperor.

We need to give him some time to grow up, and don't restrict him too much, so that he can be on his own earlier.

At that time, you and I can also walk around the world like Fusang, and I will accompany you. "

He knew that Jiang Wan stayed in Jiuzhou entirely because of him, otherwise she would not be able to sit still.

"When the kids are a little older."

Jiang Wan smiled, and the two of them were as sweet as newlyweds. Even Chuntao, who was waiting in the next room, felt blushing.

The relationship between the prince and the princess is so good.

As the emperor said, he left Jiuzhou quickly, as quietly as when he came, and did not alert any officials in Jiuzhou.

And Ren Chang was also dealt with by Song Jiuyuan.

Jiang Wan did not go to the execution day, but when she came back that day, Jiang Wan's nose was sensitive to the smell of blood on Song Jiuyuan's body.

"You are hurt?"

"not me."

Song Jiuyuan also knew that Jiang Wan was worried about him, so he hurriedly said: "Someone is robbing the execution ground.

Fortunately, we were well prepared and I took care of a few people myself. "

That's why I have a smell on my body.

The people in Xingyue Tower are really invincible, there are always waves of people coming.

"This Xingyue Tower, I'm afraid there will be a follow-up."

Jiang Wan was speechless. Xingyue Tower was indeed difficult to deal with. Song Jiuyuan nodded slightly.

"I'm going to wash up first."

"okay."

Jiang Wan carefully picked out a set of clothes for Song Jiuyuan, and now Chu Qi came looking for her wearing a coat.

"Sister-in-law, Jiuchi has recovered a lot in the past few days. For some reason, he suddenly had a fever this morning."

"Have you had it checked by the government doctor?"

Jiang Wan knew that Chu Qi was coming to find her, so she was afraid that it would not be that simple. Sure enough, Chu Qi said:

"The doctor has looked at it and the medicine prescribed is not very effective, so I came to disturb my sister-in-law."

"I'll go and have a look with you."

Jiang Wan ordered someone to talk to Song Jiuyuan, and then followed Chu Qi to Song Jiuchi's small courtyard.

At this time, Song Qing and Mrs. Song were both asleep. They were guarding Song Jiuchi, and Mrs. Song was even more anxious to cry.

"What's going on? Didn't you recover before?"

"Mom, don't worry, I'll take a look."

Jiang Wan's fingertips fell on Song Jiuyuan's wrist and she looked at his expression.

His face, which had returned to ruddy color early in the morning, now turned pale again, and his whole body became a little weak.

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

"Shut up."

Song Qing couldn't help scolding his son, "Don't you say that you feel uncomfortable?

What are you trying to do to make your mother and your wife so anxious? "

Of course, he was worried too.