Jing Jing Wan stopped and asked, "What are the prince's orders?" Everyone came, and they couldn't even think of peace and quiet!
Jiang Nanyan smiled slightly, "Don't dare to tell me, Jingwan, don't forget, you are Princess Jing, and I am the subject!"
Ning Jing Wan remembered that when Jiang Nanyan went to Jinxiu Villa to pick her up, he didn't even bother to enter his own house. The royal family never needed to hide its disdain for merchants' homes, and they didn't bother to hide it. However, Ning Jing Wan didn't want to care about it and smiled sweetly at him.
,"Yeah?"
Jiangnan Yanhe and others? Naturally, he heard the teasing flavor in Jingjing Wan's words. He smiled slightly, like the wind on the sea, elegant and gentle, "Jingwan, I want to say that you are really beautiful tonight!"
Jingjing Wan stroked the beautiful golden hairpin given by the Queen just now, played with it in her hand, and said casually: "Really?"
"Of course it's true, Jingwan, don't play with the things given by the Queen like this!" His voice became low, as if he didn't want others to hear it.
Ning Jing Wan suddenly raised her eyes. She didn't see the same disdain and warning in his eyes as before. Instead, there was a hint of concern. Ning Jing Wan smiled at him and put the gold hairpin into her sleeve, "I understand.
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Jiang Nanyan was in a good mood when he saw that Jing Wan was not as cold to him as before. The smile on his face became more and more obvious. Jiang Nan Yan, who was already handsome and handsome, had such a smile on his face. Jing Jing Wan sighed, this capital city's
Excellent men are indeed like dragons and phoenixes among men, one is not simpler than the other!
While talking, Ning Jing Wan had already arrived at the carriage of Prince Jing's Mansion. Ning Jing Wan climbed onto the second carriage very wisely. Before Feng Junhan came over, Ning Jing Wan showed a pretty and lively smile to Jiang Nan Yan, "Jiang Nan Yan,
Bye now!"
Jiangnan Yan nodded slightly, smiling and saying nothing.
Ning Jing Wan ran very fast, with Feng Junhan and Mu Xueyan behind. Ning Jing Wan was sitting in the carriage, waiting for the carriage to start. When she returned to her quiet garden, she suddenly remembered that Feng Junhan's dagger was still in her hand.
Forget it, give it back to him after you return home.
Ning Jing Wan was in her thoughts when the curtain of the carriage was raised, and Feng Junhan came in. Jing Jing Wan raised her eyebrows and said, "My lord, you are on the wrong track, it's not this one, it's the one in front!"
Feng Junhan didn't seem to hear it. He sat down opposite Ning Jing Wan and looked at Ning Jing Wan with a pair of bottomless eyes. Ning Jing Wan forced herself to calm down and handed him the dagger in her hand, "Return everything to its original state."
Lord!"
Feng Junhan didn't answer, and Jing Jing Wan felt a little uncomfortable looking at her with those eyes. Jing Jing Wan's heart skipped a beat. You sit in this car and I sit in the one in front. If you can't afford to offend me, I can hide!
Unexpectedly, before Ning Jing Wan had time to get up, the carriage started to start. Ning Jing Wan cursed in her heart, this guy saw his intention again.
Feng Junhan smiled enigmatically and said in a casual tone, "I really don't think you can appreciate paintings?"
Jingjing Wan smiled innocently at him, "Your Majesty, you may have misunderstood. I don't know how to appreciate paintings. It's just that my family has a calligraphy and painting workshop. I have been exposed to it and have seen some fake paintings. You know, Your Majesty, the market price of a unique painting like this is high."
With hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in our line of work, if we accidentally make a mistake, then the years of hard work of dozens of people in my Juesefang will all be in vain!"
A strange light flashed in Feng Junhan's eyes, "Juese Fang? The largest rouge and gouache shop in the capital. Is it yours?"
Jingjing Wan nodded, "Yes, I really don't understand painting, I just know how to tell whether a painting is true or false!"
Feng Junhan rarely smiled in front of Jing Jing Wan. It was rare to see his smile. Such a dangerous and terrifying man was truly the natural enemy of women. As long as he wanted to, no woman could resist his temptation.
He smiled beautifully, and the smile bloomed deep in his eyes. His tall body slowly approached Jingjing Wan. Jingjing Wan subconsciously stepped back, and suddenly thought of the sword in his hand, lying between the two of them, "Your Majesty, your sword!"
He still didn't seem to hear it and looked at Jingjing Wan playfully.
Jingjing Wan is really not used to such close contact. This guy's sense of oppression is too strong. His masculine body fragrance penetrates her nose, so she still has to find a way to stay as far away from him as possible.
"What are you thinking about?" He saw Jingjing Wan looking at him blankly, and his careless voice was still low-alcohol magnetic.