Yun Xihe was stunned, feeling that the voice was a little familiar, but more strange. She looked sideways and saw a handsome sunny face, sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and her heroic spirit.

She stayed for a while before hesitating: "…Jiang Jing'an?"

The one who participated in the bride recruitment conference, the young prince of the Jiang family of the Wenxin Hou Mansion, said that it was Qin Xuanling's nephew.

He looked like a stupid son of a landlord at the time. Now he has opened his eyes and is actually quite human and extraordinary.

"I didn't expect you to remember me."

Jiang Jingan reached out and scratched his head, chuckled, "I just saw that it was you, and I still don't dare to recognize him. The princess is much more beautiful than four years ago."

"The prince praised it."

Yun Xihe said, "The prince is now a handsome talent in Yushu. Wangshu said, "You secretly entered the Yun family army's military camp in the early years, but you accidentally injured your leg... What's the injury now?"

She and Jiang Jingan did not have much friendship, but since they met and knew that he was injured under his father's account, they couldn't help but say some polite words.

"It's been fine."

Jiang Jingan seemed to have never expected that Yun Xihe would care about him. He was very happy and said, "It was because I was not good at riding, so I fell off the horse and broke my leg. Unfortunately, my mother at home refused to allow me to go to the army again, which was quite regretful."

He dared not say that he joined the Yun family army because he had the opportunity in the future to look at Yun Xihe and the person he hid in his heart.

Yun Xihe was stunned, "...360 professions, and the top scholar will be born in every profession. Don't be discouraged. Even if you can't join the army, the prince will make achievements in matters around you."

"I never thought that I was such a talent in the eyes of the princess?" Jiang Jing'an's eyes were bright and he couldn't help but stand up, and took a glass of wine over and drank it all in one go. "Thank you for your guidance, Princess."

It's still the same ugly appearance as before.

Yun Xihe couldn't help but smile.

After drinking, Jiang Jing'an's face turned red. He looked at her looking reluctant to say anything, but in the end he said nothing, stood up and went to a more lively place to drink.

Yun Xihe didn't say anything, but while sitting, she suddenly felt a burning gaze behind her, as if she was staring at her, but when she turned around, she saw nothing.

She was a little dazed, rubbed her head, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky - could she be dizzy?

It just so happened that she didn't want to stay in this bustling place, so she called a maid and said, "Take me to the side hall where I can rest."

"OK."

The maid took Yun Xihe to a side hall and gave her a cup of tea intimately, "Princess, are you suffering from heatstroke? Do you want to call you a doctor?"

Yun Xihe took a sip of water, "No need, you go out first."

The maid nodded, lit the incense burner in the room, and went out.

The smell of the incense burner was the sweet fragrance in the goose pear tent. Yun Xihe just smelled it and immediately felt something was wrong. He immediately wanted to get up and try to extinguish the fragrance, but the medicine mixed in it was too strong. When she got up, her hands and feet were sore and weak.

Yun Xihe held his temple and shook his head, and his eyes became blurred.

...been plotted.

Yun Xihe stuttered and stumbled to go out, but the door was locked from outside. Yun Xihe frowned slightly - who had so thoughtfully planned to plot against her?!

Unfortunately, when she went out today, she put the silver needles and sachets she carried with her in Xiaotang and the others on the carriage. After all, she had never thought that she would be in danger with Qin Xuanling.

Suddenly, the door lock sounded - someone opened the door from outside.

Yun Xihe stood up hard and rushed over and hung the door bolt with all her strength. She understood that no one could come in at this time.

She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly found a very strong fragrance of flowers in the room. Her eyes widened and she kicked over the incense burner. She immediately saw a layer of incense ash below, which was a strange fragrance that filled the water.

Yun Xihe had no time to think about it more, and gritted his teeth and said, "...he actually dared to put Yilan flowers!"

The person behind the scenes is really exquisite. He should have put something undetectable in the tea she drank in advance, and then ignited spices with added ingredients. This is not the point. The most important thing is that the fragrance ash is the orchid!

Yilan is a thing that has aphrodisiac effect, and with such a strong fragrance, you will know how much it has been put!

She is the only one in the room now, but how could the person who set up the scenes be so simple? He just wanted to torture her, and he was afraid that he would not have completely destroyed her.

Her consciousness was no longer clear. She bit her tongue hard and staggered towards the window. She wanted to open the window for ventilation and could still relieve it, but the window was actually sealed.

"Damn..."

Before she could curse, the door lock sounded "click", Yun Xihe immediately turned around and ran towards the door again.

But after throwing a tall and tall man in from the door, the door was immediately locked.

"Jiang Jing'an?"

Yun Xihe clearly saw the man's face. It was Jiang Jingan, the young prince who had just spoken politely to him, and he also looked unconscious.

She breathed a sigh of relief silently and took a few steps back. Now she and Jiang Jing'an were farther away, the better. But in the blink of an eye, the gasping of the people on the ground became heavier and muttered,

“…so hot.”

"..." Yun Xihe was almost desperate. She looked around the house, and there was not even a handy vase, otherwise she could knock Jiang Jing'an unconscious.

She bit her lower lip tightly, almost biting her lips and bleeding, but she still couldn't stop the surging craze in her body, just like the surging sea water. Ordinary people had no resistance in front of her, and were extremely weak.

Jiang Jingan had already climbed up from the ground, and felt something was wrong in his body. When he looked around, he immediately found Yun Xihe at the other end of the room. He was startled and hurriedly got up to smash the door.

"Come..."

No one responded to him. Jiang Jing'an's face turned red by torture. He tried hard to suppress his mood and said tremblingly, "Princess, don't be afraid, I...I won't..."

He thought I wouldn't be presumptuous, but the fragrance of Yilan was so strong that it almost deprived people of their thinking. He gritted his teeth, turned his back to Yun Xihe, and tightly clamped the door bolt with his fingers, telling himself not.

You can't do anything to her, she is the person her uncle likes.

"Um..." Yun Xihe suddenly cried out in pain, Jiang Jingan stopped and immediately asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you, Princess?"

"...Nothing." Yun Xihe covered her bloody arms, and the pain made her wake up a little, "It's okay."

The wound on her arm was very long, and she was scratched by the broken teacup. She wanted to keep her awake by using the pain, but her mind was getting heavier and heavier. She could feel the piercing heat flow that seemed to have spread to her brain, clamoring for comfort for her body.

But her last sanity was still struggling.

Yun Xihe closed her eyes in pain, her eyelashes were wet with tears. She curled up on the ground and hugged herself tightly. She felt like she was in a river made of magma. She only had a small boat, and she could be knocked over by the surging waves at any time.

She heard Jiang Jingan vaguely say,

"...Prince, I actually like you very much. I was shocked when I saw you four years ago..." He paused for a long time, as if he was holding back another torture "... Are you willing to marry me?"

Yun Xihe was covered in cold sweat, her body was shaking, and her voice kept shaking, "...Jiang Jing'an... don't. Jiang Jing'an..."

Jiang Jing'an felt ache and he slapped himself hard in discomfort.

Because he tried too hard, half of his face immediately became swollen and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, spreading through his eyes. He comforted, "...I can't, I won't..."
Chapter completed!