Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 205
Jing Chun originally wanted to follow Jiang Hejin and send him to the teahouse, but Jiang Hejin walked very slowly, as if he had no strength, and coughed a few times from time to time.

After all, it was Jing Chun who couldn't bear it, so he stepped forward and stretched out a hand, saying: "If you don't mind, I will carry you over."

Jiang Hejin braced his body and shook his head, "It's not a hard job, it doesn't have to be like this."

Look, Jiang Hejin pretended not to bother Jing Chun, which made Jing Chun inexplicably feel that he had to help.

Jing Chun also came simply, put Jiang Hejin's arm directly, and replied: "Excuse me, I will help you to the end as soon as I help you. If you don't like it, you can wait until the teahouse."

Jiang Hejin said nothing and refused to make a sound. He obviously got an advantage but looked aggrieved.

Jing Chun didn't expect Jiang Hejin to be so quiet, he only thought that this person was really hungry and couldn't even say a word.

When they arrived at the teahouse, Qin Ci asked Ann, and took the two of them to the second floor to prepare some snacks and tea.

Jiang and Jin sat together, eating slowly, not looking extremely hungry at all.

Jing Chun also just glanced at it, but he didn't expect that someone could eat so artistically.

Artistic sense?
Jing Chun nodded, seeming very satisfied with the words she thought of. After staying in this world for a long time, she had almost forgotten those new words.

"Want to eat?" Jiang Hejin asked.

"No need," Jing Chun shook his head and poured himself a cup of tea, "I'm not hungry."

Jing Chun had neither appetite nor thought about eating. Her mind was completely on today's trial in Jingzhao Mansion, and she stared blankly out of the window.

"Or, do you have anything you want to eat?"

Jing Chun turned his head, as if he had taken Jiang Hejin's suggestion, and asked, "JiuNianDian... are there any?"

Jiang Hejin turned to look at Qin Ci, Qin Ci nodded, and replied, "Yes, this subordinate will order someone to prepare."

Hearing this, Jing Chun's mood improved a lot, he stretched himself, got up and wanted to look around the room.

Jiang Hejin also took a sip of tea, and asked casually, "JiuNianDan...why didn't I see you eat it in Prince Li's Mansion?"

Jing Chun shook his body slightly, "Prince Li's residence includes food and lodging, what's so special about it, it's something I don't easily get, if I eat it often, it won't taste good."

What's wrong with that?
Although it is said that people should not covet the desire of food and drink, but they are not monks and nuns, so there is no need to restrain them everywhere.

Jiang Hejin looked absently at the tea bag tightly held in Jing Chun's hand. If according to Jing Chun's words, wouldn't there be no need to buy this herbal tea?

Jiang Hejin looked up at Jing Chun, and asked lightly, "Or who are you afraid of?"

Jing Chun already had something in his mind. He didn't know where Jiang Hejin noticed something. He took a few steps and whispered, "You are joking. Without anyone, what can I be afraid of?"

Jiang Hejin noticed Jing Chun's avoidance of eyes and asked, "Is it me?"

Jing Chun smiled and said stiffly: "No, no."

Jing Chun's double negation seemed to make Jiang Hejin guess the answer even more. Jing Chun avoided her eyes, and hastily put the herbal tea in one place, freeing her hands, and her hands were entangled together.

Jiang Hejin replied lightly: "It seems so."

Jing Chun bowed his head and said nothing, but saw that Jiang Hejin had nothing to say, so he didn't know how to justify for a while, what are you waiting for?Why did Jing Chun fear Jiang Hejin?
But Jing Chun thought about it, was she really afraid of Jiang Hejin?

No, she is not afraid of the person in front of her...

Rather, she placed herself in a position of being dependent on others from the bottom of her heart. In the final analysis, she did not regard Prince Li's Mansion as her own home, but rather as a residence that did not belong to her. She did not dare to trouble with anything... Jing Chun shook his head and replied: "What you said sometimes makes me scruple, but I always feel uncomfortable in Prince Li's Mansion, which really makes me fear..."

"Prince Li's Mansion?"

"Maybe it's because..." Jing Chun thought hard for an answer, "People like me are suitable for exile, no matter whether I live or die, I can take root and sprout well, but if you irrigate carefully, I don't know how to deal with myself. "

"So, you still want to leave."

The sound of the pastries moving suddenly stopped, and the entire atmosphere seemed to be frozen, like a dead branch supporting the white snow covering itself.

Dead branches want to wait for their own spring...

At the right time, Qin Ci came over with a bowl of rice dumplings and placed them on the table. Only then did Qin Ci's voice relax.

When Jing Chun sat down, he didn't expect it to be a big bowl of rice balls.

"Thank you...Qin Guan."

Qin Ci didn't dare to accept this statement, "The princess is serious, this is what the subordinates should do."

Jing Chun smiled slightly, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He felt a little worried as he stared at the large bowl of fermented rice balls in front of him.

This kindness is hard to bear...

Just as Jing Chun was about to take a bite, he felt that something was wrong. If he ate it, he probably wouldn't have to eat for a whole day...

As if to disturb the dryness of the atmosphere just now, Jing Chun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to try it, Your Highness?"

Jiang Hejin was still thinking about the topic just now. He wondered if Jing Chun wanted to leave with ambition in his heart?It's the kind of ambition for utilitarianism. In that way, Jiang Hejin can at least convince himself that Jing Chun is not someone worthy of Jiang Hejin's attention.

"Your Highness..."

Jing Chun spoke again.

Jiang Hejin looked at Jing Chun. Jing Chun's smiling eyes slightly raised her face. She was looking forward to Jiang Hejin's answer. Her eyes contained the wilderness, and grass sprouted in the low places. She felt so free that scruples.

This sense of powerlessness...

The wild geese in the reeds fly to the south...

If the wild goose's leg is injured, will it be impossible to go to the south...

what……

so much snow...

As long as it's warm as spring, will the geese not be able to go to the south...

……

Seeing that Jiang Hejin didn't speak, Jing Chun took it as acquiescence, took Jiang Hejin's bowl, and said, "Your Highness, you haven't eaten it yet, have you? How about a taste? You can't eat too much, it's easy to lethargy..."

Jiang and Jin came to their senses and simply finished the rice balls in their bowls.

Compared with the original sense of art, Jiang Hejin's eating posture at this moment seems to have no airs, but it is still slow and mechanical.

Mechanically, Jing Chun was once again satisfied with his words.

Soon, Jiang Hejin's bowl was empty.

"Do you want another bowl?"

Jiang Hejin didn't say anything, just handed the bowl over, but asked: "The matter of setting up an altar to pray for rain...will you go?"

I don't know where Jiang Hejin thought of setting up an altar to pray for rain, but Jing Chun almost forgot about it.

(End of this chapter)