"Don't stand there like a piece of wood," Feng Ran habitually poured him a cup of tea: "Look at what you are like, it seems like you are forced to be a husband?"

From the beginning, he was quite curious about his identity. Although it is a bit bad to poke scars like this, sometimes it is more efficient to poke scars.

"If it weren't forbidden to do so, a normal-minded person wouldn't have embarked on such a path." Jing Chen frowned and sat down.

Feng Ran glanced at him and ignored him, "Who knows? In fact, not everyone can come in to Wangxin Tower. Many people are eager to get this 'beautiful mess'."

Jingchen knew that he was intentionally disgusting him, so he simply stopped accepting his words.

"Looking at this, it doesn't seem like you came from an ordinary family. I think which criminal minister should be? Or... you are a spy from Shu?" Feng Ran said lightly, although he had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, after hearing him say this, Jingchen's face instantly condensed with frost: "I have nothing to do with my identity, and it has nothing to do with you."

"What a good thing has nothing to do with me," Feng Ran sneered: "If you have the ability, you can pay me back the one million taels of redeem money."

Jingchen's expression stopped and he couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Feng Ran curled her lips: "Shang doesn't even have the ability to protect herself. Who are you showing her face?"

Speaking of this, Feng Ran paused and continued, "What is your identity really has nothing to do with me, but since I have spent money to buy you, in a sense, you are just a slave under my command. I think you should clarify your positioning without me explaining it in detail, right?"

A proud person like this would be difficult for him to use if he didn't say something ugly to make up his spirit. If he couldn't use it, he would have spent that million taels of gold today.

Although Jingchen was not convinced, he understood that there was nothing wrong with what he meant.

He fell into this situation and could not protect himself, so he was indeed not qualified to show others his face.

What's more, faces have to be earned by themselves.

After a stalemate, Feng Ran saw him kneeling down to one knee awkwardly and bowed, "Jingchen will let his master send you in the future!"

Feng Ran curled her lips, "If you understand the current situation, you are not stupid. Get up."

"...Yes." Jingchen stood up.

The other end.

After Feng Ran entered the private room where Jing Chen lived, Xiao Junyao's eyes remained on the bright and dark screen window opposite.

Princess Changhuan looked at his silent face, wanting to speak but stopping.

She knew that he would not go to the appointment today, but she did not want to give up this rare opportunity, so she had to look for him with a shameless face.

...Even though she knew he was in this Wangxin Building, she still gritted her teeth and came in.

She knew what he was here for.

It turned out that she was just curious about how he, a regent, would come to such a place. And after seeing the little emperor come in, his sight never left behind him, she understood.

The reason why he came here was because he was worried that the little emperor would do something ridiculous here.

Although he was the Regent, he was incredible to supervise the emperor's behavior. But if it were someone else, she might not find it strange.

But he was Xiao Junyao, a person who had been in charge of court affairs for a long time.

Perhaps others thought he was angry with the late emperor, but she knew that he stopped because he was really disappointed.

This morning, everyone was talking about it because he was rare to attend court. At first she was praised by the servants, thinking that he made an exception for her. But when she gradually calmed down, she realized that he was just worried that Prime Minister Daliang would take this opportunity to make things difficult for his nephew.

After all, this kind of thing happened a lot at the usual dynasty meetings.

To be honest, she was a little jealous of the little emperor.

Even if he is a man.

But over the years, no matter how men and women are, Xiao Zilan is probably the only one who can receive such attention from him.

"Yuan Zhe, you see that there is nothing beautiful in the building now. Why don't you go out for a walk, right?" Princess Changhuan suppressed the sourness in her heart and said with a forced smile.

Xiao Junyao still didn't look at her, but just responded lightly: "If the princess is tired, then go back first."

His meaning was obvious. In such a situation, she didn't have the nerve to stay and stop leaving.

"Then I'll leave first, you should go back earlier. Stay here for a long time, and it will not be good for your reputation if it is heard." After saying this as if instructed, Princess Changhuan also left Wangxin Tower with the guards of her followers.

...

Feng Ran was waiting for Li Zi to come back, and she was inevitably bored while waiting, so she simply started to knock on melon seeds while drinking tea.

There was such a guest in the room, and Jingchen could not pass it away, so he could only sit next to him and stay with him.

In fact, while waiting, Feng Ran still felt a little lucky.

Although he had told himself not to care about Xiao Junyao's opinion of him, he was still holding the ridiculous idea that he could rush into the door with anger.

The reason why I think it is ridiculous is that he is now beautiful, so how can he have the time to care about him, a willful nephew who is not worrying about it? Besides, he has already put his words in front of him. He told him that he is a broken sleeve. Of course, there will be no good things for a broken sleeve to find a man. Besides, he is looking for a young servant in Wangxin Building.

Besides, he had spent a lot of money on this young man just now.

And he is just his uncle, and even if he has to take care of it, he can't control it so much.

Besides, he always thought he was a trouble, so why would he care about what he was doing in this room?

But thinking about this, Feng Ran couldn't help but pat her forehead.

Everyone agreed not to be influenced by "him" again in the future. What else is he thinking about now?

Shaking his head, Feng Ran continued to pour himself a cup of tea.

Jingchen, who had been watching from the side, finally saw some clues now.

Why does he feel like he is using tea instead of wine and borrowing tea to drown his sorrow?

But before he could think clearly, he heard someone's voice coming in outside the door.

"Sir, it's inconvenient for you to go in now?"

The voice should be a gatekeeper, with a little panic and embarrassment in his voice.

Feng Ran heard the sound, looked up at the direction of the door, and asked lazily, "Who is it?"

"Young Master, you are the Regent..." The servant didn't dare to announce Zhang, so he could only answer carefully.

Feng Ran was stunned for a moment.

Jingchen naturally heard what the servant said, and was also stunned for a while.

"Let him come in." Feng Ran took a sip of tea and said carelessly.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

Someone finally couldn't hold back, hhhh had another update at around 8 o'clock later~
Chapter completed!