Rebirth is back for you

The whole night, the sound of the cranes never stopped, the eldest grandson Qimu quietly hugged the person nestled in her neck and looked out, the sky had gradually brightened.

She turned her gaze back, her eyes softly fell back to the cheeks of the person in her arms, and after a long while of scrutiny, they settled on her lips.

Probably because I was tossed hard by myself last night, this person's always beautiful lips were slightly red and swollen.The eldest grandson Qimu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and approached, restrained and touched lightly, then stretched out his hand to brush the clothes beside the bed.

Jing Ran opened her eyes amidst slight shaking, but she was stunned for a moment when she entered the ceiling, and just as she turned her head, she saw Jiang Baixi, who was holding the pen holder, also raised her eyes and looked over.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Boxi chuckled seeing her getting more and more dazed these days.

Jing Ran didn't answer, looked around slightly, and asked hoarsely, "What about her?"

"Who? Your little girl?" Jiang Baixi raised his eyebrows on purpose, curled his lips when he saw Jing Ran's expressionless face, and continued: "Let's go, you were put into the carriage by her, she said you You were tired last night, let you sleep well."

Jiang Bai finished his sarcasm, and his peach blossom eyes subtly glanced back and forth on Jing Ran's exposed neck and lips a few times.

Just sneak away like this?Jing Ran frowned tightly, Jiang Baixi looked at her and said grinningly: "Look at you, you look like an abandoned little daughter-in-law."

Seeing that Jingran was still silent, Jiang Baixi lowered his head and added two strokes on the booklet, and continued: "That wooden man just couldn't bear your appearance, so he clicked your sleeping hole, so she carried you into the carriage I almost couldn't let go, if you were awake, it would be fine."

Jing Ran's mouth turned up when she was teased by her words, but subconsciously let out a soft "hiss".

Jiang Boxi raised her head and squinted again, her gaze was even more subtle. When Jing Ran raised her hand to touch the corner of her lips, she suddenly conjured a small mirror out of nowhere and approached Jing Ran.

Jing Ran watched her own eyes move in the mirror, and Jiang Boxi stared closely at the shy expression in her eyes, laughed out loud, and pouted to signal her to look down.

Jing Ran slowly shifted his gaze to those dark red marks on his neck again, feeling his cheeks suddenly burning hot, as if he saw in the mirror that the gentle person last night was covered in such an uncontrollable emotion. He left so many hot marks on his body.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Boxi closed the mirror with a "snap", and said in a disgusted tone: "You woman is really hopeless."

Jing Ran ignored her, pulled up the quilt, turned over and continued to close her eyes, but felt that she couldn't sleep well no matter what.

When she turned over and sighed softly for the fifth time, Jiang Boxi finally raised her head unbearably and said: "If you can't fall asleep, get up and play chess with me!"

"I'm sorry, I'm going to turn it over." Jing Ran rolled her eyes, and deliberately made the quilt rustle again.

Why should she play chess with that stinky girl if she can't sleep?Why doesn't she sleep with herself.

Jiang Boxi gritted his teeth, and seeing her in a bad mood, he simply threw the writing brush, pushed the secret bag under his hand aside, and fell down on his back on the brocade quilt.

Jing Ran was depressed for a while, and suddenly felt that her appearance was a little funny. She turned over and looked at the person next to her who had been silent for a long time, and couldn't help laughing when she saw that she also closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Hey, stinky girl." Jing Ran cried out as she tightened the quilt around her neck.

Jiang Baixi's eyelids moved, but he didn't make a sound.

"Actor?" Jing Ran harassed again.

Jiang Baixi was breathing heavily, but still didn't respond.

Jing Ran slightly raised his eyebrows, and said softly, "Good sister."

Jiang Boxi suddenly opened his eyes and stared over, pretending to be unkind, and said, "Admit that I am your sister?"

"How come, you can't find such a good sister with a lantern." Jing Ran sighed with a smile, looked at her and said softly: "Tell me about your life in the palace."

Jiang Baixi hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at Jing Ran for a long time before squinting his eyes and said: "There is nothing to say, it is just that I was brought up by my mother/grandmother since I was a child, learning literature and martial arts, discussing politics and discussing the country, and it is logical to bear the burden of the country. .”

Jing Ran was silent for a moment listening to her pretentious carefree tone, how could she not understand how the understatement in Jiang Baixi's mouth could be summed up logically.

This little girl who was three years younger than her was born in a different place, received a different upbringing, and bore a completely different fate.But this little girl is her own sister who has exactly the same blood as her. When she made such a vague guess in her heart for the first time, apart from a little surprise, it was more joyful with a faint expectation.

Such a person who is close to her by blood is used to hiding all the deepest emotions secretly under those sparkling peach eyes, and does not teach anyone to pry into and see clearly.

Jiang Boxi took a deep look at Jing Ran, and suddenly continued to ask: "Do you know the name of the palace where the stinky old man lived in the palace?"

"Huh?" Jing Ran looked back at her, and it was a little funny to hear that she was also called a familiar old man.

"It's called Chonghua Palace. It's next door to Chang'an Palace." Jiang Baixi moved his gaze back to the ceiling, suddenly softened his eyes and said slowly: "Chang'an Palace is the name of the palace where I live. As a woman, I didn't I went out of the palace to set up a mansion and lived in the East Palace. There is no other heir in the palace, so I have never had a dark and bloody battle with anyone. The mother/grandmother is in power and has been protecting me until three years ago. Because of the power of my father, I am alone, so I have not suffered much since I was a child."

Jing Ran's eyes warmed up, he hummed lightly, and then Jiang Baixi tilted his head and asked, "Aren't you curious to ask?"

Jing Ran was silent for a moment, and then said, "The Emperor Ganqiu is indifferent, so he actually has something to do with the grandma, right?"

Jiang Baixi closed his eyelashes and did not make a sound for a long time.

This is regarded as acquiescing, Jing Ran sighed in his heart, and didn't speak anymore, turned his head back and closed his eyes.

The struggle for the throne and imperial power has never been just a battle between the heirs of the emperor. How many women in the harem can sit on the supreme position of the world and pass it on from generation to generation for their own blood, and they are extremely ruthless and cruel. , I will not hesitate to spend my whole life.

So how could Jiang Boxi, who grew up under such an upbringing, not want to seek to seize the world, but she was still indebted to her ancestors, so she never did anything to Emperor Li who repeatedly plotted against her.

A trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of Lan Ge who was driving the car, and he drove the car faster with a whip.

It lasted for several days, the closer the city of Ganqiu was to the snowfall, the more endless it would be.

Jing Ran has received a letter from her eldest grandson Qimu every day since the first day she left. She touched the feathers of the messenger pigeons and painted their heads with Jiang Baixi's colored ink. Only the azure heart shape will give up.

Moreover, most of the letters from Changsun Qimu are just a piece of paper, or even a few lines of extremely short and clear words, but they always make Jing Ran's cheeks red with crooked eyebrows.

Jiang Baixi rolled his eyes, and when Jing Ran wrote a letter to reply but kept writing one letter after another, he reminded her at the right time that the flying pigeon that sent the letter might be weighed down halfway. It fell off and was roasted and eaten.

"..." Jing Ran melancholy and entangled put down the thick pile of written papers at hand, and wrote back a concise letter, and put away all the written papers properly, leaving them to be handed over to that person in the future look.

Jiang Baixi became more and more disdainful of her appearance and buried his head in secret letters all day long, and the three of them finally approached Ganqiu's capital after days of turbulence.

Fortunately, the heavens were beautiful, and at the moment when the guard of honor entered the city gate, Jiang Boxi, who had been waiting for a long time, dragged Jing Ran back to the original prince's car without a sound.

The speed of coming in was so fast that Jing Ran didn't see clearly what was going on outside, but he could clearly hear the voices of the people along the street cheering like waves to welcome their prince back to Beijing.

It seems that the person beside him is not only clean and bright in politics and has outstanding skills, but also deeply loved and respected by his subjects.

Jiang Boxi raised his eyebrows proudly at Jing Ran, and stretched out his hand to open the curtain of the carriage.

Jing Ran looked out the car window, and the people all over the street cheered even more. As the ceremonial team marched slowly, they knelt down and bowed to Jiang Baixi. Jiang Baixi held the curtain of the carriage with one hand, and said in a calm voice: "All without courtesy!"

The people along the street stood up obediently after Jiang Baixi's car passed by, and still kowtowed spontaneously before Jiang Baixi's car drove over. Jing Ran looked over along the road, deeply shocked, and knelt down today Everyone who saluted, there was only love and respect in their eyes, and no one was forced to kneel down in awe of power. How could such a person in power who won the hearts of the people not be in charge of the world.

Jiang Boxi sighed helplessly, had no choice but to put down the curtain, smiled and muttered to Jing Ran: "Look, they don't listen to me."

Jing Ran saw that she regained her childlike appearance in an instant, and stretched out her hand to rub her head amusedly.

All the way to the gate of the palace, the carriage stopped slowly, and in front of him were the civil and military officials of Ganqiu who had been waiting for a long time.

Jiang Baixi pulled Jing Ran into the carriage and did not leave. The leader of the Ganqiu officials was an old man with white beard and hair. After the carriage stopped, he folded his sleeves and walked forward a dozen steps respectfully. He said: "Welcome His Highness the Prince to return to court, please get off the car."

Jiang Baixi leaned lazily against the wall of the car, squinted his eyes without saying a word but did not move, Jing Ran raised his eyebrows, it seems that this courtier of Ganqiu is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The respectful Changqing Hou paused for a moment, then raised his voice to invite again, the carriage was still motionless, his eyebrows moved, he looked at Lan Ge in front of the carriage and asked: "Guard Lan, is His Highness the Crown Prince inside? "

Lan Ge nodded, expressionless said: "Of course it is."

Marquis Changqing straightened his body and pursed his lips without saying a word. At this time, another younger official walked up to him and said loudly without looking at Marquis Changqing, "Please get off the car, Your Highness the Crown Prince and Shizi Jing."

Jiang Boxi snorted softly, then dragged Jing Ran out of the carriage, and walked past him towards the palace gate without even looking at Chang Qing.

Prime Minister on the right glanced at the cold-faced Chang Qinghou, sighed and followed.

"Welcome His Royal Highness to return to the palace!"

Jiang Boxi went around several times among the kneeling civil and military officials and a bunch of eunuchs and court ladies, and when he was finally sure that he didn't see the person he was looking for, his peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously.

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