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On the first day of returning to the door, Jiang Lang actually knelt down in the ancestral hall. Compared with this, my life in the southwest palace is much better.

Think of a little nest with a prince. It's warm. And now The door of the ancestral hall is wide open, and Jiang is blown into a fool.

Miss him. I miss him.

Jiang languor stayed for a long time. He came back to his mind and found that his brain was nothing but the official guard. He couldn't help saying, "I'm crazy..."

Suddenly, pen and paper appeared in front of him. The system said: "if you are crazy, you can write to him if you love him, and let him pick you up early."

"You're brainbroken. Who loves him so much?" Jiang languo's tone is sonorous and powerful, but the red ear tip has long betrayed him.

When the air is quiet again, Jiang languo looks at the pen and paper on the ground, and his eyes are scurrying.

Call: "system?"

There was no sound.

"Face? Face, face, face? "

There was no sound.

Jiang Lang smiles at the corners of his mouth, and quickly picks up his pen, ready to write his missing for the king on the white paper. As a result, he did not know how to write the words in his mind.

"No ink in my stomach?"

"Ah The sudden appearance of the system sound really makes Jiang languo startled.

He received the pen behind him and argued, "is there any ink related to you? Besides, do you have eyes to see me ready to write?"

"Hard to answer." The white round system suddenly fell on Jiang languo's head.

Jiang Lang opened his mouth: "I Ah, I don't pretend to be. Hurry up. How should the ancient "I miss you" be written

"You can't just write it."

Jiang Lang: "I want to be more cultural, understand."

"I think of you."

Jiang languodun, feeling hot at the heart. He slowly wrote these three words on the paper.

With his head slightly tilted, Jiang Lang always felt that these three words were too few and did not highlight his cultural heritage at all. So he added a few words at the end. When the system wants to see it, Jiang Lang has folded it quickly.

Southwest palace.

"Lord." The door suddenly knocked.

The man in the room stopped the words of the man kneeling on the ground and looked at the door with a sharp look, "what's the matter?"

The cold voice was completely different from that of the king of Southwest China. The servant was afraid. He bowed lower, "yes The princess wrote to you

When the door opened, the slender young man with a gentle smile said, "give me the letter, and you will step back."

The servant handed the letter high and slowly backed up. After walking for a long time, he dared to raise his head: just now, it was the Lord. He was so gentle when he received the letter.

"Lord, the seventh prince can't wait. I think it's time to fulfill him." Kneeling on the ground, the whole body black, only a pair of eyes, very sharp.

The man sat in his seat and didn't reply. The first time he opened the letter from Jiang.

He thought that the princess would tell him about the beautiful beauty in Jiang's mansion. However, the words on the letter hit his heart in an instant.

"Lord, I think of you a lot."

The official guard breathed suddenly, and was strong in his impulse to rush to the Jiang mansion to hold the man hard. He folded the letter slowly and gently.

"Lord?" Dark Wei raised his head slightly.

The official guard said: "if he wants to, he will cooperate with him."

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent. If you send the princess back to Jiang's house, don't you fear that this will involve him.

"Yes."

Three days later.

"Sister, come back to the palace with me." Jiang Lang really can't stay. The sweet and sour spareribs here are not as delicious as those in the southwest palace.

Although he temporarily suppressed some Jiang Huanyue, he was still afraid that in his absence, such a kind-hearted sister who did not know how to resist would be bullied by her.

After rubbing Jiang languo's hand, Jiang Ting said in a soft voice: "my father has found a good marriage for me. He is a general who killed the enemy and returned to the city. He has achieved great success."

"Aren't you happy with the businessman in the west of the city? How could you be willing to..."

Jiang Ting's eyes gradually become unconscious, "I am willing to."

She looked up at Jiang Lang with a smile: "this time there is no ah Lang to marry for me. It seems that I really want to marry in the past."

"Sister..." Jiang languo holds Jiang Ting's hand and rubs it in her palm for several times.

Ancient people, is obedience nature.

As a male Princess of a generation, Jiang Lang is a lateral princess, but she also wants to take the flower road. At present, he is staying on the wall of the southwest palace.

In fact, on the way back to the palace, he was fond of playing. He asked the groom to take him here and there. He delayed his time and returned to the palace in the middle of the night.

Jiang Lang jumps off the wall, feeling very strange. The whole palace was quiet and dark, and there was no night watchman.

It was dark when he came to his house. Gently opened the door, Jiang Lang thought he would see a slightly closed quilt on the bed, but not.The whole house seemed empty.

"Where did you go to play?" Jiang languor muttered to himself.

No, in the study, right?

Jiang Yang turns around and walks out of the room. Open the door of the study, inside is also quiet, no popularity. He went to the place where men often dealt with pamphlets and stroked.

However, I didn't see him for a few days. I thought of seeing things and thinking about people.

Jiang Lang chuckles and shakes his head.

Soon, there was a noise outside the door. Jiang Lang's first reaction is to hide behind the curtain.