Today Villain Husband is Still Lying About Amnesia

"You haven't seen your brother today?" Emperor Jingwen asked the prince again early this morning, and now it's sunset in Xishan, and there is still no shadow of Jing Zhan and Jiang Yuning.

"No, maybe the elder brother took the emperor's sister-in-law to go out and play."

The prince returned absently, mentioning Jing Zhan's eyes with a bitter chill, reaching for the hot tea in front of him.

"This tea just poured, you are not afraid of hot?" The queen on the side saw the prince was about to bring the tea cup to his mouth, twisting his eyebrows to remind him.

Prince Ding Ding looked at the steaming tea cup in his hand for a moment, and lightly teased the sentence: "It is because the child is too thirsty, forget it for a while, thank you mother to remind."

The queen glared at the prince with a strange look and muttered: "How old are they, so careless."

The prince obediently smiled and didn't speak, looking at the Quanyi Mountain towering across the sky.

"It's time to find a crown prince to take care of you," the queen could not stop as soon as she opened the conversation, "I don't know what you think, every time the palace discusses the marriage with you, you will refuse everything. Gong cares about your failure in your life behind you? This time you have to put the matrimonial issue on your agenda. "

Emperor Jingwen choked a little at the undoubted words of the Queen.

"What's wrong with your majesty?" The queen asked, patting King Wenwen's back with concern.

Emperor Jingwen glanced at the prince in front of him, hating that iron was not steel, and snorted coldly: "Do you still want to expect him to be a relative? If you don't get angry, you will."

"Why is this?" The Queen did not know what happened in Chiayi Tea House.

"He likes men." Emperor Jing Wen patted the table, and the water in the tea cup sprinkled out. He had heard of the broken sleeves in the folks before, but he really could not accept the tendency of the prince who needed the lineage. This remark of the queen reminded him of the fact that he did not want to accept it, and his anger was natural rise.

"Is this true?" The queen was unbelievable, her head hurt faintly.

The prince looked at them and said silently for a moment: "No."

The queen was relieved and patted the moon.

"But this is the case now." The prince immediately changed his tongue, fearing that the queen would not understand, and added, "Children like men."

Rather than go back and listen to the queen ’s arrangement to choose the crown prince to marry, it ’s better to use this excuse to shun the past. When Jiang Yuning finds him and grabs Jiang Yuning from Jing Zhan, he immediately discusses the marriage with the queen. The prince thought so.

Chu Qing, who was walking here, heard the words of the prince paused.

"Success, after that I will give you a son of virtue and virtue to be the crown prince!" Said the queen with anger.

Emperor Jingwen just sprayed the tea from the entrance, and looked at the solemn and serious queen inexplicably.

The prince was even more shocked, he really could not think that his mother did not follow the routine.

Chu Qing was messy. As the author of the character-building, she did not know that the Queen's thoughts in her novels were quite open, and she did not know that the male masters in her novels had such a tendency.

Combining what the prince said just now, recalling the unusual attitude she had seen when she faced Jing Zhan before her eyes, Chu Qing was unbelievable. Did the prince like Jing Zhan? All he did to Jing Zhan was nothing but love but revenge from love and hatred? !

Jiang Yuning's tearful eyes whirled around and saw Jing Zhan who hadn't really left, buried him in his arms, and buzzed, "You scared me."

Jing Zhan rubbed her hair, "Sorry."

"Husband, why didn't you say anything when I called you just now?"

"..."

Seeing Jing Zhan remained silent, Jiang Yuning raised his head, released his hand, and examined him, "Why don't you speak?"

Jing Zhan still did not answer, only looked at her carefully, as if this was the first time they met.

"You wouldn't want to secretly leave me behind." Jiang Yuning pretended to be angry and squeezed his cheek gently.

Jing Zhan only held Jiang Yuning's hand and still did not answer. He just deliberately hid her just now to test her. Of course he couldn't say the answer that would make her angry. Furthermore, he was exhausted because of his physical and mental health.

Seeing that he still didn't want to answer this question, Jiang Yuning didn't pursue it anymore. Leaving her that was her joke.

"Fu Jun, where did you go just now?" Jiang Yuning took Jing Zhan's hand to the position where he was sitting, preparing to clean his wounds.

Jing Zhan pointed to the corner, "There."

Jiang Yuning looked in the direction of his finger, which was the corner she accidentally saw when the killer was at the other end of the cave wall. When she was looking for Jing Zhan, she went inside and scanned it.

"I went there just now, why didn't I see you?"

Jing Zhan led her inside and pointed to a huge stone standing in the southwest corner, explaining: "Lonely there to see the wound."

"You just have to watch it here, what else do you hide?" Jiang Yuning didn't understand, but he quickly figured out, "Oh--"

Jing Zhan was puzzled and did not know what Jiang Raning thought of his casual sentence.

"Husband, are you shy and don't want me to see it?"

Jing Zhan did not explain. He just wanted to hide Jiang Yuning deliberately just now. Although he didn't think it would be shy for a big man to take off / dress in front of her to see the wound, she guessed that it was nothing to him, just save him from lying.

Jiang Yuning was only shy when Jing Zhan was pierced by her. He rubbed his cheek and teased, "Don't be shy, husband."

Without further delay, she turned and brought the wooden bucket full of water to him, pulled him to sit down, unbuttoned him, "Come on, clean the wound first."

Jing Zhan watched Jiang Yuning's movements quietly and obediently, and then involuntarily shifted her gaze to her smooth forehead, and down there were thick curled eyelashes, small and tall Qiong nose, and her fair and graceful neck, and ...

Jing Zhan moved his eyes, his face warmed up, and held her hand when Jiang Yuning was about to untie his shirt.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuning raised his eyes.

"Orphans still deal with wounds themselves."

Jing Zhan avoided her sight and looked to the weeds aside.

Jiang Yuning smiled, "You are still shy, husband."

"No." Jing Zhan immediately retorted this time. At first Jiang Yuning lifted his clothes and pulled his pants to see if there were moles. He didn't feel anything. How could he be shy now?

"Huh, huh! Then why are your ears so red?" Jiang Yuning thought he was really contrasting.

When she said this, Jing Zhan's ears were hotter. Looking directly at her eyes proved that she was not guilty and said hardly: "Because of the fever alone."

Afraid of Jiang Yuning's unbelief, Jing Zhan added: "Ning'er can rest assured that he can handle the wound himself."

"Okay, okay, I don't look at you, lest you be shy." Jiang Yu condensed.

"No shyness alone." Jing Zhan firmly denied that he was shy, even though he didn't feel confident.

At this moment, the dense raindrops coming from the cave knocked on the rock wall, and Jiang Yuning walked carefully to the entrance of the cave after hearing the sound, and the rain was smashed as soon as the hand opened the grass curtain. She looked out, the sky was dim.

Jiang Yu condensed on the grass curtain for a moment and then walked into the corner.

Until he could not see Jiang Yuning's figure, Jing Zhan squeezed his eyebrows in relief.

He is very contradictory.

Jing Zhan hid just now to test Jiang Yuning's reaction. He could hear it. If she really didn't guess that he was hiding, she was really worried about him. When he heard her crying, his plan to test her for a while was broken, and his feet went out uncontrollably. Seeing her shoulders trembling slightly because of crying, he couldn't help but hug her, not even talking about her hair.

Jing Zhan never liked anyone. He didn't believe he would really like Jiang Yuning, but he also couldn't explain why his emotions were always affected by her. So when Jiang Yuning turned around, he looked at her carefully, as if he knew her again, and wondered if this was the first time they met, he would not like her because she would find one of them. This can be used to prove that he is really not interested in her.

As a result, Jing Zhan pondered the answer that still popped up in his mind: No, Jiang Yuning did not feel uncomfortable with everything about himself. He didn't hate Jiang Yuning, but her identity as a spy and her relationship with the prince lay in front of him. He still couldn't accept that he would like her.

Just when Jiang Yuning crouched in front of him to undress him, the scene he accidentally saw made his heart beat quickly, and his face was hot. Jing Zhan is absolutely certain that if he saw Jiang Yuning instead of someone else, he would have absolutely no fluctuations in his heart, but why is she different?

The two villains in his head are fighting frantically, just like the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, fighting up and down. One said: "You admit it, you just like Jiang Yuning." The other held down the villain and retorted: "Impossible! That's just an illusion."

...

After a quarter of an hour.

"Fujun, have you dealt with the wound?" Jiang Yuning asked him.

Jing Zhan, who had already dealt with the wound, dressed himself, and froze for a while, was still in a state of conflict.

"It's fine."

Jing Zhan came to the corner and saw Jiang Yuning sitting on the dry grass startled, and asked, "Is this?"

"It's too late. It's raining heavily outside. You're injured again. Let's not go back tonight. Just sleep here. This is the grass bed I laid on the ground." Jiang Yuning took his hand and came to the grass By the bed, "We'll be on the ground for the night."

Hearing the rain getting louder and louder outside, Jing Zhan nodded, and after seeing Jiang Yuning's cloak on the grass, he bent down to pick it up.

"Don't put your cloak on, don't catch cold."

Jiang Yuning held his hand, "No, I'm not cold. If we don't lay grass on it, we will not be comfortable sleeping."

"Paved with a lonely cloak." Jing Zhan said as he went to untie his cloak.

"No, you are already ill." Jiang Yuning held his hand and refused him.

Jing Zhan did not know her, but thought she could cover her with her cloak and then let go of her hand.

Jiang Yuning sat on the grass bed and wondered, "The killers thought quite thoughtfully this morning. They even gave me a cloak when they tied me up, but in fact I didn't need it at all."

Jing Zhan looked down at her deeply, trying to distinguish the truth of her remarks. He knew that she had never used the cloak before, but as to whether she knew the Prince's assassination this time, he could not judge.

"Sit." Jiang Yuning pulled his hand.

But when Jing Zhan hadn't sat down yet, Jiang Yuning stood up, pointed to his abdomen and said, "Fujun, you take off this blood-stained dress, put it on my cloak and make up first, I am afraid of wound infection."

"No hindrance."

Jing Zhan took her hand and sat on the grass bed.

"You won't let me see how the wounds are," Jiang Yuning said, staring at his abdomen, stained with blood on his clothes.

"Ning'er don't worry, the orphan has been dealt with." Jing Zhan did not mention the degree of injury.

"Okay," Jiang Yuning said, stroking Jingzhan's forehead, and found that the temperature on his forehead was still the same. He murmured, "I still have a fever."

Jing Zhan held her wrist and calmed her: "It's okay, just cool it down while you sleep."

"Then don't tear your clothes when you use the cloth, tear the cloak on the grass bed, anyway this cloak won't work."

After talking, Jiang Yuning yawned and crawled to the inside of the grass bed. "I am sleepy, husband, let's rest."

Jing Zhan took off his cloak and put it on her.

"I'm not cold, you wear it." Jiang Yuning opened the cloak and returned to Jing Zhan.

"Sleep for a while, you cover it first." Jing Zhan leaned down to give Jiang Yu Ning Tiao a good deal.

"Well, don't forget to tear the cloth and cool down when you sleep. I will go to bed first."

Perhaps because of too much shock today, Jiang Yuning was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep soon after closing his eyes.

Jing Zhan came to the end of the bed and sat down, facing Jiang Yuning, quietly looking at her. He always feels a bit unnatural when he gets along with Jiang Yuning after having complicated and conflicting emotions today. Although he knows what is changing quietly in his heart, he can't figure out exactly what it is.

He did not cool the forehead as cold as Jiang Yuning explained, nor did he sleep for a while like he calmed Jiang Yuning. Jing Zhan sat quietly at the end of the bed for more than half an hour.

Until Jiang Yuning's dream sounds pulled Jing Zhan out of his messy thoughts.

"Ahara."

Jing Zhan raised his eyelids to look at her, and he was depressed, jealous, and unwilling to wrap up from the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Yuning not only likes to talk about dreams, but also likes to shout the names of other men in his dreams. He has heard it more than once, and now this time it is the prince she will never forget. Jing Zhan's face was sombre, she thought she was really infatuated. Not only did she deliberately call him to solve the feeling of missing her during the day, but she was still a prince in the evening.

"Do not think about him," Jing Zhan said coldly.

Although Jing Zhan knew that Jiang Yuning, who was immersed in a dream, might not hear him, he couldn't help it. He was uncomfortable.

As a result, his words worked like this. Jiang Yuning really didn't call the prince's name again, and didn't say dreams anymore.

Jing Zhan's mood gradually improved.

"Ayuan, don't you kiss me all the time." Jiang Yuning's voice sounded again.

! ! !

What did she dream about? Jing Zhan, who had just calmed down, stood upright and came to the head of the bed to look down on her.

Looking at Jiang Yuning's lips with a light smile on his lips, a look of joy, he was aggravated by the pain in her abdominal wounds.

Jing Zhan did not stare at Jiang Yuning for a long while. After seeing her smile, she no longer said dreams before turning back to sit at the end of the bed. He was sitting at the end of the bed before, fearing that she would be infected by the disease.

"Ahara, please don't explain my clothes."

? ? ? ! ! !

Jing Zhan, who didn't take two steps, heard her words suddenly jump in the temple, turned back incredulously slowly, saw Jiang Yuning frown, and then she shyly covered her face again.

What is going on with her prince in a dream!

Jing Zhan did not dare to continue thinking, his face stretched tightly and took Jiang Yuning's hand on his face. He wanted to wake her up and stop her dream of secretly carrying his red apricot out of the wall, but he stopped it abruptly. Even though he was so angry that his brain hurt, the thought that she had been frightened a lot today still didn't have the heart to wake her up.

Jing Zhan lifted the cloak that covered Jiang Yuning, put her hand back under the cloak and tucked her away, and tore off the corner of the cloak that was flat on the grass at the end of the bed and took the cloth to go out.

She loves what she dreams about, what she likes to say, just follow her, as long as he no longer hears. Jing Zhan took a piece of cloth in cold water and felt sulking.

After half a quarter of an hour, when Jing Zhan entered again, Jiang Yuning breathed evenly, as if nothing had happened just now.

It seemed that the dream was over. Jing Zhan came to the end of the bed and sat down and put the cloth on his forehead and closed his eyes.

"Ahara!"

As Jiang Yuning screamed, Jing Zhan slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were cold. This dream is not over yet?

"Don't!" Jiang Yuning sat up in shock, short of breath, and hadn't eased from the dream.

Jing Zhan originally didn't want to speak without expression, but when she heard her crying, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuning sobbed in a low voice: "Ah ... No, husband, I dreamed that you fell off the cliff."

Jing Zhan didn't believe it, but Jiang Yuning's dreams were all shouting princes' names. What does it matter to him? But seeing her tears dim, he still couldn't bear it, and coldly coaxed her: "It's all right, don't be afraid."

But Jing Zhan didn't get up and patted Jiang Yuning's back to comfort her after all. He knew that Jiang Yuning was crying for the prince, and she even wanted the prince to coax her.

"Husband, why are you at the end of the bed and still not sleeping?" Jiang Yuning asked with a tear.

"Lonely fear of infecting you."

"It's okay, I have strong resistance, and it's not easy for you to be infected. Come to sleep." Jiang Yuning reached out to Jing Zhan and said with a smile. The feeling of being regained is too much for her to describe. She only knows that the thigh she is hugging now needs to be in good health and safe, so she can rest assured.

"No, sit here alone." Jing Zhan did not look at her, and was still immersed in the depressed mood.

"Are you deliberately annoying me?" Jiang Yu pretended to be angry, threatening him, "Okay, after I go back, I will go to those fair-haired handsome sons."

Jiang Yuning knew that Jing Zhan had always reacted strongly to this matter.

"Go." Jing Zhan's tone was light and he didn't care. In fact, he twisted his fingers lightly and began to wonder how he should stop her when Jiang Yuning left the house.

"Well, since that's the case, it's better to go back and leave with us." Jiang Yuning used his killer skills.

Jing Zhan raised his eyes, and the dark eyes couldn't see any emotion, he said with a deep voice: "Lonely disagree."

"What if you disagree? I went directly to the emperor." Jiang Yuning continued to provoke him.

After going around, she still wants to leave him. Jing Zhan let out a sigh of relief, and looked directly at Jiang Yuning's eyes and asked: "Then you will not see other men in your dreams."

"What?" Jiang Yuning didn't understand.

"You can only dream about being alone."

"How can I control my dream?" Jiang Yuning felt that he was inexplicably still overbearing, but seeing him drop his eyes as if to sit there tonight and not sleeping, she was afraid that his condition would worsen and she had to soften her tone. "I was the one you dreamed of."

lie. Jing Zhan sneered in his heart, came to the bed and lay down in silence.

"That's right." Jiang Yuning covered Jing Zhan with a corner of his cloak, and said softly, "Go to sleep, I hope you can get fever when you wake up."

Jing Zhan closed his eyes and couldn't help but stress again: "It is not allowed to meet other men in a dream."

"Okay, okay, I know." Jiang Yuning said perfunctoryly, only when Jing Zhan was confused and talking nonsense.

Jing Zhan could clearly feel Jiang Yuning's perfunctory, originally wanted to punish her like under the tree last night, but the thought that he was still having a fever and fear of infecting her still stopped this idea.

Because of illness, Jing Zhan was dizzy, and soon fell asleep, but his hand under the cape was suddenly pulled by Jiang Yuning.

Jiang Yuning held Jing Zhan's arm in one hand and held his hand in another, and asked softly, "Fujun, are you asleep now?"

"What's wrong?" Jing Zhan looked at her.

"Are you hungry? I just remembered that you haven't eaten from this morning till now, and there is nothing to eat here. You are still ill and injured, and you have been hungry for another day. It must be hard to suffer." Said distressedly.

"I'm not alone." Jing Zhan was too hungry to feel hungry. "Ninger?"

"I'm not hungry. Let's go to sleep quickly, and you won't feel it even if you are hungry."

Jing Zhan held Jiang Yuning's hand, "Well."

Pingxiao Temple.

"Tomorrow will return to the capital. Your elder brother and sister-in-law haven't returned yet?" Emperor Jing Wen frowned, and Jing Zhanke never appeared to be delayed and had no news.

"It may be that the elder brother and sister-in-law have played late today and have rested at the inn outside. The father and emperor are assured that the children will definitely find them back," said the prince.

"Then leave it to you." Emperor Jingwen put down the chess piece in his hand and yawned, "Retreat, I am sleepy."

"Yes."

The prince pushed open the door and gently lifted his chin towards Grandpa Zhang who was waiting outside the door. "Take up the chessboard."

"twitter."

On the way to the residence, the prince and Chu Qing in the corridor met each other.

"His Royal Highness." Chu Qing saluted him.

The prince only glanced at her lightly and went on.

"Your Highness." Chu Qing kept up.

The prince turned around and stood tall, not speaking, waiting for Chu Qing to speak.

"Slaughter-in-chief, want to ask why His Highness didn't go to Shiqiao last night?" Not only this question, Chu Qing also wanted to know whether it was true or false for the prince to say that he likes men, but because of the current development, he has seriously deviated from the plot of the book She didn't care about her yet. If she asked at this time, she would rush to death.

The prince's face immediately became somber, after Chu Qing reminded him of the shameful foot he was kicked by Jing Zhan last night, the dazzling picture of Jing Zhan kissing Jiang Yuning in front of him, and now Jiang Yuning's life and death Unknown situation.

"Go!" The prince stared at Chu Qing sharply and lifted her foot away. Words

Chu Qing was taken aback by the sudden roar of the prince, shrinking his neck and turning around.

"Stop!" The prince suddenly thought of something and ordered.

Really uncertain, Chu Qing's heart was sullen, turned around, but dared not look up.

"Come here." The crown prince turned his back and looked at Chu Qing slowly.

...

The next day, Jiang Yuning was awakened by hunger. After opening her eyes, she subconsciously searched for Zhan Zhan, but did not see him.

"Husband?"

No one responded.

"Husband?"

Jiang Yuning got out of bed, and his heart began to get nervous. It wouldn't have happened, how could he not be obedient and always worried her, she was thinking that Jing Zhan's toes appeared before her eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I thought you were gone again." Jiang Yuning, who was about to stand up, sat on the grass bed again, angry not to look at him.

Jing Zhan squatted down, holding a bag of fruit in front of her, explaining: "Just washing the fruit just now."

Jiang Yuning raised his eyes in surprise, "Where did you get it?"

Looking at the full and tempting fruits, Jiang Yuning felt his stomach growl louder.

"Go pick it from the tree outside."

Jing Zhan sat down beside her.

"What's wrong with your injury, why do you still fly around? What if the wound is more serious?" Jiang Yuning blamed him for not caring about his body.

Jing Zhan took out one and delivered it to Jiang Yuning's mouth, coaxing her: "Hurry and eat."

Jiang Yuning took it and inadvertently saw his hair looming, suddenly more angry.

"It's still raining outside? Did you get out in the rain?"

"Light rain."

"Are you stupid? You got a fever and got hurt. Go to the rain?"

"Because I don't want to starve my child," Jing Zhan said truthfully.

Hearing Jing Zhan's words, Jiang Yuning's eyes were hot, and he hugged his neck and mumbled, "It's stupid."

Jiang Yuning was still wondering today that her temper was wrong until she saw the slap of blood on the grass bed when she raised her eyes.

"No wonder." Jiang Yu murmured, it turned out that her aunt visited.

"What's wrong?" Jing Zhan followed her gaze.

The author has something to say: The next chapter will be updated at nine o'clock tomorrow night.