Chapter 37 Old Man

Wan Yanjing returned to the mansion with a sullen face and strode straight to Lin'an Hall.

She walked quickly and hurriedly, taking off her clothes as she walked, first removing the burden on her head, and then removing her veil and outer covering.

I feel a little more relaxed, but the sharp pain in my forehead and the dull nausea cannot be eliminated, and the smell of blood almost reaches my throat.

"Where is the prince?" Wanyanjing's expression was extremely grim, and her voice was as angry as a thread when asking the question. Gan Tang kept concentrating on begging and almost missed it.

"Your Majesty..."

"Madam, are you looking for him? There he is!" Before Gan Tang could finish his words, a voice suddenly popped up from beside him.

Huo Xiang had a lively look on his face and jumped excitedly from the ancient tree next to Wan Yanjing.

He was wearing a red suit, and he was turning around in circles, looking quite handsome.

I don’t know how long the guy squatted there, but his whole body was tainted with the fragrance of the lampstand tree.

At this time, he stood in front of Wanyanjing, and the faint fragrance touched Wanyanjing's sense of smell one by one, which slightly relieved Wanyanjing's headache.

Wanyanjing couldn't help but move forward to look for the faint scent, but she restrained herself with perseverance.

The lampstand tree itself has the effects of clearing away heat and calming the liver, reducing swelling and relieving pain. She had walked by this tree countless times in the past few years, but she had never felt that the fragrance had such miraculous effects.

Well, I asked someone to take some branches and put them on the bedside. They smelled very good.

"Madam, my husband has been thinking about me that day. Where have I been?"

"Hey, I look so bad. Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? He is very strong. He should carry his wife back!"

Huo Xiang frowned, and seeing Wanyanjing tilting her head to the other side and ignoring him, Huo Xiang ran around from behind Wanyanjing to her right side, and used her size to push Gantang on the right aside.

His legs and feet were still a little lame when he walked, but it didn't stop him from jumping around and talking non-stop.

"He was so hungry, but he didn't touch the dinner at all because he wanted to wait for his wife to eat with him."

"What's it like outside the house? He wants to go out for a walk but Butler Zhang won't let him. When will Madam be free to accompany him?"

When I arrived at Lin'antang, my headache was inexplicably relieved a lot, but I was still worried about Mr. Cao.

In Lin'an Hall, in addition to Wan Yanjing's dressing table with a large mirror, there is also a full-length mirror that occupies half of the wall in the side hall.

The mirror is extremely bright, and every detail of the side hall is completely reflected in the mirror.

Huo Xiang followed Wanyanjing until Wanyanjing stopped in front of the mirror.

Wan Yanjing stopped suddenly, causing Huo Xiang to almost bump into her.

"Let me see!" Wanyanjing looked at the mirror with an expressionless face, interrupting Huo Xiang's chatter.

"What are you looking at?" Huo Xiang was confused and turned to look at the mirror. He and Wanyan occupied the best viewing angle of the mirror.

Handsome man and beautiful woman, what a match!

Huo Xiangdongba raised his head slightly and stood with his arms folded, his expression in high spirits, and his brows and eyes showed the youthful spirit and carefreeness.

"I'll be thirty-one next year."

What!?

Huo Xiang's eyes widened in shock in the mirror, and then he realized that his expression was too obvious, so he forcibly closed his mouth and restrained himself.

He was clearly only nineteen, so why did he look more than ten years older when he woke up?

Although thirty-one is not old.

Huo Xiang's body looks like he's twenty-four or five at most, can he, can he...

"Prince Jing is one year younger than me, and he became a grandfather last year. At that age, I act so frivolously, is it appropriate?" Wanyan said quietly.

??

frivolous?

Huo Xiang blinked blankly. He had restrained himself and was obviously trying hard to adapt to the role.

That day, he spent the whole day inquiring about the people around him and what kind of personality he had.

The host in the mansion told him that King Wu Xuan was humorous and had no airs, but he was a bit scary when he had a cold face.

Doesn't he act like it?

Is he funny and humorous?

Frivolous, who are you insulting?

Huo Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted coldly: "Oh? Although he doesn't remember who Prince Jing is, he can tell when he hears it that he is a prince of the same level as him. Now the question is, why is he already a grandfather?

But this king doesn’t even have a son?”

Wan Yanjing glanced at him in the mirror and said lightly: "I can't do it!"

After saying that, she ignored Huo Xiang and walked back to where the dinner was laid out.

Huo Xiang was left alone, disheveled in the wind.

He should have fought back and put up a good fight.

But he suddenly remembered something and froze.

Isn't it really unreasonable for a thirty-year-old son of an ancient high-ranking official to have a concubine in such a huge mansion and not even a maidservant?

What's more, being childless was a serious crime in ancient times.

Before Wan Yanjing said that it was because of her poor health, he didn't think much about it and just thought that the original owner and the princess had a "deep love".

After all, he lied about amnesia, and everyone in the house seemed to believe it, including the princess, who saw through his "true identity" when they first met, and she "mentioned" him everywhere in the future.

It's really cruel, how can you identify it at a glance.

But when I think back to my experience tomorrow morning, things are no longer simple.

In fact, he woke up early, and being held by a beautiful woman like that, he just wanted to be "tender" for a while, so he kept pretending to sleep.

But later on, he always felt that something was not wrong. Now after Wanyan Jing reminded him, he finally remembered it.

He actually had a psychological reaction when he hugged the beautiful woman so early in the morning. Is that scientific?

Could he...

Huo Xiang really started to panic. He wanted to go home and wear clothes back. He didn't want to abandon his nineteen-year-old body left behind in the high-tech era.

——

Dinner was still not enough for the two of them.

Wan Yanjing sent all the people from the East out to teach Huo Xiang the aristocratic table manners of Da Qin.

Starting from cleaning your legs and rinsing your mouth, you have to pay attention to how much and how you eat a dish.

Huo Xiang learned very happily. He came from a different world to a place where he was unfamiliar with the things he desperately needed.

But he also found that the princess always looked gloomy, often distracted when teaching him, and her beautiful eyes often showed sadness.

He carefully asked Wanyan Jing if she was unhappy in any way.

Wanyan Jing was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and took two chopsticks of vegetables.

She chewed slower and slower, avoiding his eyes.

"He knows I don't support him."

After a long time, Wanyan whispered quietly.

Although she didn't explicitly say who that "he" was, Huo Xiang knew instantly whether it meant the original owner of the old man's body.

The sad atmosphere is slowly spreading~~

"...He has offended too many people in the past. Prince Wuxuan's palace looks good, but in fact many people are snooping around. The chaos in the court is treacherous, and he, a woman, doesn't understand..."

"Although I don't know..." No one

"Maybe he will never come back..."

"But before that, I would like your help to maintain the dignity of the palace."

"Please~"

Huo Xiang was silent. He saw a drop of crystal tears falling into Wan Yanjing's bowl. The tear was so light, but it was like a huge stone weighing ten thousand kilograms hitting his heart.
Chapter completed!