Today Villain Husband is Still Lying About Amnesia

In the east corner of Weihoufu Garden, there is no one around.

The crown prince leaned back on the evergreen tree, his face flushed, slightly drunk.

"Jing Zhan and you have a good relationship?" This question has been bothering him for two days.

"Yes." Jiang Yuning was guilty and looked down at his toes, pretending to be respectful.

"He really is so ..." The prince recalled Jing Zhan's emotional confession yesterday. When the word "love" came to his mouth, he swallowed back. "Like you?"

"Yes."

The intimate picture of Jing Zhan and Jiang Yuning seems to be still in front of him. The prince's heart overflows with an unclear emotion, and his voice is cold: "What about you?"

"Your Highness asked the concubine's feelings about Che Che?" Jiang Yuning pretended not to understand, and continued, "This question was answered by the concubine yesterday in front of Che Che. The concubine didn't like him. The concubine and he looked at him just because he loved the concubine. "

The Prince's slightly frowned brows spread out, or was it comfortable to hear her answer in person, indeed, how does Jing Zhan compare with him in Jiang Yuning's mind? However, Jiang Yuning missed for many years and was willing to dedicate everything to help His Royal Highness Prince.

"Tomorrow you have to hold Jing Zhan anyway and you can't let him go out of the house." The prince suddenly remembered the important things to be told to her this time.

"Why is this?" Jiang Yuning raised his eyes in doubt.

"Don't ask, just do it." The prince ordered her and regained her status as the commander.

"Yes." She lowered her eyes and tried to remember what was going on in the original book tomorrow, that is, August 18.

The crown prince leaned back against the tree trunk and looked down at Jiang Yuning, who lowered her head, and saw that her eyelashes were thick and curled, and her nose was like a jade like a jade, and her lips were not bright. He raised his eyebrows, his voice lazy: "Look up."

Jiang Yuning raised his eyes in doubt, and Xing's eyes were clear like a stream.

"You love this palace." He said firmly, seeming to be drunk, and he laughed round the corners of his lips.

"Your Highness may have other orders, if not, the concubine should leave."

Jiang Yuning lowered his head not to look at him, nor to respond to him. All these fell into his eyes, which became a shy expression. He reached out and hooked her chin, eyes burning: "Why? Shy?"

Jiang Yuning took a step back, avoiding the prince with an uncertain personality, and turned away.

The prince took her by the arm and, with the spirit of wine, deeply committed to the money: "This palace will not treat you badly in the future."

Somehow, nonsense!

Jiang Yuning's face was tense, and he went straight to grab the hand that he clamped on her arm. When he saw that he still didn't let go, Zheng Cheng said solemnly: "I urge you to release your concubine!"

Instead, the prince grasped tighter, and the other hand also caught her arm, drunkenly dropped her head, looked directly at her eyes, and smiled: "Ninger need not be shy."

"A Zhan is a coincidence. His Royal Highness is also here." A few steps away, Wei Zhao pretended to be surprised and said Jing Zhan around him.

"Let her go!" Jing Zhanling said coldly, and came to them in two or two steps, throwing away the Prince's hand in disgust and holding Jiang Yu into his arms.

"This is what the emperor is doing!" Jing Zhan questioned the drunk who was thrown away.

The prince stood slantingly, and leaned back on the tree to support herself not to fall. Seeing this scene of Jing Zhan, which upset her for a few days, she was so angry that she rose, but she laughed with anger: "This palace is As the prince, naturally what do you want to do, the elder brother can control? "

As soon as he opened his mouth, a thick, pungent wine rushed across his face, and Jing Zhan frowned, holding him in front of Jiang Yu and staring at him: "She is your emperor's wife. ... "

"Why? Brother Huang can still waste my hand?" The prince interrupted Jing Zhan's words with a smile.

Seeing that the situation was tense, Wei Zhao hurriedly grabbed the prince and shouted out loud: "His Royal Highness is drunk, come and take His Highness to rest!"

Jing Zhan glanced at the prince coldly and took Jiang Yuning's hand away.

On the way, seeing him silent, Jiang Yuning pulled his palm: "Azhan, what's the matter with you? Are you still worried about me?"

Jing Zhan paused, looked at her eyes, and asked, "Ning'er likes him so much?"

Even he himself did not know whether this was repeating yesterday's affectionate drama, or whether he really asked from the heart.

"Where is it?" Jiang Yuning pretended to be angry. "I have confessed to you that day when I returned to the door. Yesterday, I was only acting to let Chu Qing hear it. Why didn't A Zhan believe me?"

Jing Zhan was undecided.

Che Wangfu.

As soon as Yu Zhan of Jing Zhanjiang entered the door, Chu Qing ran to his face breathlessly and saluted them.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuning asked.

"Return to the princess prince, lord prince tomorrow should not go out."

It seems that Jiang Yuning was right, this Chu Qing was indeed sent by the Crown Prince.

Jing Zhan sneered, bypassed Chu Qing, and led Jiang Yuning forward.

Seeing that Chu Qing didn't mean to leave behind, Jiang Yuning suspected that the prince had also explained her, and deliberately asked: "How do you say this?"

"Slave slaves watching the sky at night, His Royal Highness Prince Tomorrow is really not suitable for leaving the house." Chu Qing suddenly thought of Jing Zhan, who loved Jiang Yuning to the point of madness yesterday, and his spirits were moved.

"Will you still be metaphysical?" Jiang Yuning wanted to laugh for the reason.

"Yes, my father is a fortune-teller, and the slave-maid has been intrigued since childhood. Although he is not proficient, he knows a little or two." Chu Qing said sincerely.

Jiang Yuning has a weird look. This Chu Qing is lying again. Her father is the county magistrate and she doesn't understand metaphysics at all. Moreover, the author has not given her the setting to observe the sky.

The prince is afraid that Jing Zhan will not send another person to assist, or will Chu Qing send her to test whether she will drag Jing Zhan according to the Prince's words?

Thinking about it, just in case, in order not to let Chu Qing and the crown prince doubt her position, Jiang Yuning had to persuade Jing Zhan in front of Chu Qing: "A Zhan, don't go out tomorrow."

"Ning'er believes this too?" Jing Zhan flicked the wind and shattered a thumb-sized leaf on her head.

Jiang Yuning hugged him and buried him in front of the moon, and mumbled, "Well, I'm afraid."

Jing Zhan patted her on the back to appease her: "Okay, I won't go out tomorrow alone, I only hope Ning'er is safe."

Chu Qing's expression was complicated, and he sighed in his heart. He did not expect Jiang Yuning to become Jing Zhan's weakness.

As Jiang Yuning walked back, Jing Zhan's eyes gradually faded, and the two criminals who had revealed each other yesterday, but today have the same goal, singing one and one.

It's really interesting.

At night, Jiang Yuning settled down. As soon as the moon entered the darkroom door, she saw Jing Zhan looking for something in her closet. She didn't care, thinking he was looking for clothes, but it didn't take long for him to see that he took the box from the closet again and continued rummaging.

"A Zhan, what are you looking for?" Jiang Yuning came to the box and crouched down.

Jing Zhan was too busy to look up at her, shaking the cloth bag and saying, "A key."

"What kind of key, I will find it for you."

"It's a handful ..." As he said, an object dropped from the reel he just took out of the box, making a clear sound. He raised his eyebrows and picked it up to show her, "I found it. This one. "

"Oh, that's good." Jiang Yu stood up.

"Ning'er," Jing Zhan took her hand, "Why don't you help the lonely keep it."

"Ok?"

Jing Zhan squeezed his eyebrows, and looked quite helpless: "Since the memory loss, the memory has also deteriorated. Such an important key is placed in a safe place because it is afraid of being lost. Still forget the specific location. "

"What is this key?" Jiang Yuning vaguely thought of a plot related to Jing Zhan in the original book, but he was not sure whether it was that.

Jing Zhan put the key in her palm and said quietly: "I was led by soldiers to fight Bei Yu a few days ago. I was ambushed on the road back to Beijing and my head was amnestic. It has been found that there are spies in the military camp, the only one who survives The spy has been caught alone. "

"What did you tell me when I went to the palace a few days ago and asked An Shi?"

"Yes, orphaned him in the Chiayi teahouse, this is the key, I hope Ning'er to help the orphans to keep it, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to find it when I am desperate to use it." Jing Zhan sighed, as if his memory is true Helpless.

"Ok."

After he reminded him, Jiang Yuning thought of what happened on August 18 in the original book. No wonder the prince asked her to hold Jing Zhan out of the house anyway.

But Jing Zhan's next performance made Jiang Yuning feel weird. No matter where she went, he was still in step. Even if she got up to go to the cottage at night, he had to follow the door of the cottage.

She remembered the affectionate confession that Jing Zhan faced her before the Crown Prince yesterday, and when she asked him if he said the truth, he said yes.

Could it be that he is now the kind of paranoid and affectionate sticky wolf dog?

"Azhan," Jiang Yuning, who was lying on his back, turned over, unexpectedly facing the pair of peachy eyes of Jingjing Zhan and asking him, "Why is Azham so abnormal tonight?"

Jing Zhan did not speak, but only looked at her deeply, hiding her impenetrable emotions under her eyes.

Jiang Yuning stretched out his hand and swayed in front of his eyes, jokingly: "Are I too charming, are you foolish?"

Jing Zhan grabbed her hand and held it, and after a while she said, "Lonely hear ..."

Seeing that he only said half, he lost the following, Jiang Yuning asked curiously: "What do you hear?"

Jing Zhan let go of her hand and pulled her into her arms, her chin over her hair, her eyes dark, but her tone was relaxed: "It's okay, I just want to accompany Ning'er."

"A Zhan is really sticky tonight." Jiang Yu squeezed his index finger and scraped the tip of his nose.

The author has something to say: What are our villains thinking about? Hahaha. Yes, I revised Chapter 17 again yesterday.

Oh my god, now we also have a diagnosis in the small county town of the eighteenth line.

Jinjiang Literature and the author wish my dear readers and friends: Spring Festival holiday, safe and happy! At the same time, we warmly remind you to wash your hands frequently, wear masks, and provide more ventilation and less gathering.