Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

Shang Xu slowly said one word, and the curve of Jiang Xuzhi's lowered eyes slowly widened, "Thank you, Your Highness."

The capital is the most prosperous area in Lingwei Kingdom. There are countless restaurants, inns, jade city, etc., and countless people are trying to get here.

During the trip, Shang Xu took Jiang Xuzhi and bought a lot of gadgets. She looked sideways at her husband who was eating candied haws on a stick. Her face was not as pale as before, but now it had some color, and she looked even cuter. "Would you like to rest?" meeting?"

Jiang Xuzhi slowly swallowed the candied haws in his mouth and nodded to Shang Xu, "Yes."

Shang Xu touched his head, took the people to the restaurant, booked a private room for Jiang Xuzhi to rest in, and asked the waiter to bring some tea and cakes.

Jiang Xuzhi wasn't hungry, but he couldn't help but get greedy when he saw these exquisite pastries. He reached for a piece, took a small bite, and chewed it slowly.

At this time, Shang Xu said: "I'm going to Suicheng in two days. Due to the flood, I won't be able to accompany Xuzhi during this period."

"Xuzhi can stay at the Princess' Mansion with peace of mind. If he wants to go out, he will take Xi Shou and Yuan Ling with him."

Jiang Xuzhi was stunned for some reason. He felt that the cake in his mouth was hard to swallow. It was like a fish bone stuck in his throat. It was particularly stinging. He lowered his eyes and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand. His tone was unclear and he asked, "How long will your Highness be gone?"

Shang Xu observed his little emotions, a smile flashed in his eyes, it seemed that he liked her quite a lot and would be angry.

She said: "About half a month."

"Xuzhi seems unhappy. Is it because I'm leaving?"

Jiang Xuzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was aware of his thoughts and felt a little embarrassed. His vocal cords seemed to be tight and difficult to pronounce. He quickly denied, "No, Xuzhi just choked on the pastry. He is not unhappy."

"Your Highness is talking nonsense. I am not sad because you are leaving."

Shang Xu felt helpless, stretched out her hand in front of his eyes, and said in a soft and gentle voice, as if she was afraid of scaring him, "Do you want a hug?"

Jiang Xuzhi looked at her palm, blinked his dry eyes, put down the cake, and didn't look at Shang Xu's face. He just put his palm on hers and said nothing.

Shang Xu pulled the person over and held him in his arms. Not long after, he felt his body trembling slightly, and his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable. He slowly explained, "It's not that I never thought about taking Xuzhi with me, but Suicheng now Now there is a shortage of food and people are displaced.”

"Xiao Xuzhi is not in good health and cannot follow me to endure hardships. Can you just wait for me to come back in the capital?"

Jiang Xuzhi suddenly hugged her neck and bit her a few times, as if to vent his anger, "Your Highness is a bastard..."

"Xuzhi is not sad..."

"Xuzhi will eat better than His Highness in the mansion and be happier..."

She was so good to him, and now she wants to leave again...

He is not afraid of hardship...

He wasn't sad at all...

Your Highness is a bastard...

The trembling little body in his arms gradually calmed down. Shang Xu patted his back, and then kissed his forehead, "Okay, I'm a bastard, don't be unhappy, baby."

"Xuzhi wants to eat better than me in the house and be happier than me."

That night, Shang Xu failed to hold her husband to sleep, but was kicked out of the study. Until now, she doesn't know what her husband is going to do.

Not long after Jiang Xuzhi sat down, the door was knocked by Xi Shou, "Jun Xi, the things are here."

"Enter."

After he finished speaking, Xi Shou opened the door and came in. He was holding a basket with needlework in it.

"Why are you thinking about embroidery?" Xi Shou put the basket on the table and asked in confusion.

Jiang Xuzhi didn't say anything, but asked, "When did the flood in Suicheng happen?"

"The flood in Suicheng..." Xi Shou suddenly slapped his head, "I just said that I would speak to Mr. Fang these days, but I only remembered it now that you mentioned it."

"You don't go out much, so naturally you don't know about the flood."

"There was a flood in Suicheng more than half a month ago. It was not serious at that time. I don't think those local officials expected that it would become serious all of a sudden. It took a long time for the news to reach the capital. Now everyone in the capital is worried. Discuss this matter.”

"But fortunately, the court has sent someone to deal with this matter. They set off in the past few days, but I didn't hear who it was. They came back after shopping."

Jiang Xuzhi's eyebrows furrowed after hearing this, and he never let go, "Xi Shou, there is someone who is His Highness."

Xi Shou was stunned and his eyes widened for a moment, "Your Highness is going to Suicheng?!"

Jiang Xuzhi said in a bored tone, "Yeah."

Xi Shou was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. It was naturally impossible for them to stop His Majesty's will. However, during this period, he took His Highness's kindness towards Lord Side into his heart bit by bit, so much so that he sometimes thought that Side Lord was good to him. You are the official husband, and your status is even higher than that of the official husband.

And there was an increasingly obvious thought in his mind that Mr. Fang fell in love with His Highness, but he just didn't know it...

Xi Shou sighed, "Don't worry, Sir. Nothing will happen to someone as powerful as Your Highness."

Jiang Xuzhi pinched his eyebrows, took the basket over, and waved to Xi Shou, "I know, it's getting late, you go down and rest first."

Xi Shou probably knew what he was going to do now, to keep his wallet safe. He said loudly, "Mr. Xi, you can do it when you get up tomorrow morning. Your body is in good condition. Don't do it too late. Go to bed early."

Jiang Xuzhi nodded, knowing that he was doing it for his own good, and he also knew what his body was like.

Xi Shou turned around and left after seeing that he agreed.

Jiang Xuzhi couldn't sleep, so he threaded the needle unhurriedly, picked up his purse and started to drop stitches on it...

As late at night approached, Shang Xu was dissatisfied with not holding her limp little husband in her arms, so she strode out of the study and prepared to go to Jiang Xuzhi's bedroom.

After walking for a while, she saw from a distance that the candles in his room were not extinguished. Her eyebrows instantly tightened. She quickly ran over and pushed open Jiang Xuzhi's door.

Jiang Xuzhi was stunned when he saw the person coming, and hurriedly hid his purse behind his back. Being nervous, his fingers were pricked several times by sharp needles, but they didn't hurt much. He didn't show it, "Your Highness, why are you back?"

Shang Xu almost laughed angrily, walked over and pinched his little face gently, "I can't come back? What is Xuzhi doing without rest at night?"

"What's hidden behind you? Can I see it?"

Jiang Xuzhi took a step back and clenched the purse in his hand. The erected needles suddenly pierced the palm of his hand. Pain hit him and the purse instantly fell to the ground. He frowned and said, "Your Highness... Your Highness..."

Shang Xu saw something was wrong with him, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the purse on the ground, with a few unfinished embroidery words on it: May your highness return safely.

She grabbed the man in her arms and forced his hand hidden behind her to move forward. What came into view was the white and tender palm, and needles were inserted deeply into them, almost all of them were submerged, and the blood stopped inside. Didn’t pop up much.

Shang Xu's anger couldn't be vented for a moment, and eventually it turned into heartache. She reached out and covered his eyes, "Xuzhi, be good, close your eyes."

Jiang Xuzhi blinked repeatedly, his eyelashes brushing against the palm of her hand with a hint of itching. Shang Xu's breath became darker, "Obey, close your eyes. I didn't tell you not to open them."

Jiang Xuzhi behaved this time and closed his eyes obediently, "Your Highness, don't be angry."

"Not alive." Shang Xu lowered his eyes and pulled out the needle in front of his eyes. The light golden divine power lingering on his fingertips penetrated into the wound, and he instantly recovered as before, "Open your eyes."

The pain disappeared instantly. Jiang Xuzhi looked at her white palms. There were no traces. She didn't know how she did it.

But when he heard her slightly cold voice, he still knew that she was a little angry, so he took the initiative to hug her and rub her collarbone, "Your Highness, Xuzhi is wrong."

Shang Xu controlled his urge to hug someone, and dropped his hands to his sides, clenching them tightly, intending to cheer up his wife, "What's wrong?"

"Xuzhi shouldn't not rest."

"anything else?"

Jiang Xuzhi didn't know where he was wrong. His Highness's flat tone made him feel a little uneasy. He bit his lower lip and said cautiously, "You shouldn't hide the embroidery from Your Highness."

"Xuzhi just wanted to embroider a purse for His Highness to keep him safe. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it tomorrow."

"Your Highness..."

"Don't be angry, Xuzhi knows he was wrong."

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Shang Xu inexplicably felt that he was acting coquettishly, and when she heard that she was so soft-hearted, she was immediately defeated and said with a smile, "Don't be angry."

Then she pushed him away and picked up the purse on the ground, patted it carefully a few times, put it into the basket, and then walked toward the bed with her young husband standing obediently beside her.

Perhaps knowing that he had made a mistake, Jiang Xuzhi was very well-behaved when the two of them were lying on the bed.

Shang Xu hugged him and kissed his forehead, "The most important thing is that you didn't tell Xuzhi about his injury. You can do anything, but you can't get hurt. Do you understand?"

Jiang Xuzhi's ears felt hot. He quietly tightened his grip on his inner clothes and whispered, "I know."

Shang Xu touched his little head and said, "Go to sleep and embroider the purse tomorrow. I'll wait for Xuzhi to embroider it for me."

"Ah."

Not long after Jiang Xuzhi closed his eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Shang Xu, grabbing her clothes and saying, "Your Highness..."

"what happened?"

Jiang Xuzhi curled his lips and said warmly, "Xuzhi wants to call your highness."

……

"Your Highness, Jing Kingdom will be ready soon, so you have to hurry up." Jiang Jingxiao looked at the person in front of him and smiled kindly, "You may not be able to succeed in Suicheng tomorrow, but if you succeed It saves you all the trouble."

Shang Yi poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly, "Naturally."

"Master Jiang still needs to take care of this place. It seems like it's time to take action."

Jiang Jingxiao nodded, "By the way, go and see Wanyan's child. Your wedding day with him is coming soon, so you might as well go and talk."

Shang Yi's eyes darkened, he pulled his lips and smiled, "Master Jiang is right."

Afterwards, the two of them chatted for a while and agreed to leave Jiang Jingxiao's study and came to Jiang Wanyan's quiet courtyard. He was watering the flowers, his demeanor was gentle, and his eyebrows were gentle.

He didn't notice Shang Yi, but Shang Yi felt his quiet and gentle look. For some reason, her heart seemed to calm down. She slowed down and walked to Jiang Wanyan's side, smiling and saying, "Wanyan likes Narcissus?"

Jiang Wanyan paused slightly when he heard the unfamiliar voice, glanced sideways at Shang Yi, his eyes calm, and then saluted her, "Greetings to His Highness the Second Highness."

"Wan Yan doesn't need to salute." Shang Yi was about to reach out to help him, but he dodged him unexpectedly. "His Royal Highness and Wan Yan haven't gotten married yet, so it's best not to have any contact with each other to avoid gossip."

Shang Yi's eyes flashed with danger, and he retracted his hand with a smile, "Wan Yan is right."

Jiang Wanyan's servants who had been serving him had already sent away, and now he was the only one left in the yard. He asked Shang Yi to sit down on a stone bench not far away, and turned to make tea.

Shang Yi stared at his leaving back and flashed a smile that was sure to win. Speaking of which, she originally had no thoughts about Jiang Wanyan, it was just to consolidate her power, but seeing him today, she changed her mind a little bit. It would be nice for a beauty to marry her to add some fun to these boring days.

Not long after, Jiang Wanyan came up with the brewed tea, stood beside Shang Yi and poured tea for her, "Would you like it, Your Highness?"

Shang Yi said: "You don't have to stand to watch the goose."

Jiang Wanyan nodded, "Yes."

Seeing him sit down, Shang Yi picked up the tea cup and tasted the tea inside. It tasted really good. After the slight bitterness, there was a hint of sweetness. She said, "Early years ago, I heard that the Prime Minister's Mansion's Wanyan tea was very good. , those young masters from aristocratic families all like it very much, now it is worthwhile to give it a try."

In the Lingwei Kingdom, unmarried young masters from aristocratic families hold tea banquets, flower viewing banquets, and play banquets at specific times every year. Jiang Wanyan is no exception, and naturally has to participate. At every tea banquet, he must be the most eye-catching one.

Hearing this, Jiang Wanyan smiled softly. His smile seemed to be engraved in his bones, and there was no illusion. "Your Highness, you are so complimentary."

Shang Yi shook his head, "There's no need to be modest, Wan Yan. I'm looking forward to your marriage now. I'll feel much better if I drink the tea you pour every day."

"Speaking of this, I heard that Wan Yan can also play the piano. I wonder if I have the dignity to listen to it."

Her words made Jiang Wanyan's fingertips suddenly tighten, and he quickly recovered, "Wanyan won't refuse if you want to hear it. Just wait, Wanyan goes to take out the piano."

The smile on Shang Yi's face deepened a little, "Okay, I'll be waiting."

Jiang Wanyan...

You seem to have a lot of secrets...

There are still so many things that I don’t know, and I really look forward to what surprises you can bring me.

Jiang Wanyan had some difficulty holding the piano out, so he agreed to step forward to help him.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"No need."

The piano was placed on the left side of the yard, directly opposite Shangyi. Jiang Wanyan's fingertips touched the strings, and he trembled slightly. He lowered his eyes and asked, "What music do you want to listen to?"

Shang Yi said: "Wan Yan just looks at it, I won't pick it."

Jiang Wanyan said softly: "Yes."

After finishing the words, the strings were slowly plucked, and the tone was so gentle that it was depressing, but it could not escape. Shang Yi had never heard of this piece of music and didn’t know what it was called, but inexplicably felt that this was the real Jiang Wanyan. .

"Wanyan seems unhappy?"

"Why do you say that?"

There was no reply, but he changed the subject, "What's the name of the song?"

Jiang Wanyan suddenly raised his head and glanced at her, smiling warmly, "Wanyan said he didn't know whether you could believe it?"

"This song was composed by Wan Yan when he was free. He hasn't named it yet. If your highness doesn't mind, you can give it a name."

Jiang Wanyan gritted her teeth vaguely when she mentioned the name. However, due to the interference of piano music, she could not hear much of the business intention. She said, "Wanyan's music naturally has to be chosen by myself. I will not Get involved.”