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The voice is soft and cold. There is no one else except Jiang Xian.

Shen forgetting heart suddenly opened his eyes. He couldn't believe to see Jiang Xian in front of the low couch. He looked down at him lovingly. Seeing that she was too big, he sighed and sat down, stroked her wound across the gauze, and said, "carefully involve the wound."

Shen forgetting his heart turned red and greedily looked at Jiang Xian's face and asked, "don't you say you can't come? It's not about saying goodbye? "

Jiang Xian looked at Shen forgetting heart and said for a long time: "that's all wrong with my mouth."

"If you don't see each other, why do you throw a good illustrated book into the water?" Forgetful heart counts his crime.

Jiang Xian took her out of her sleeve and put it into her hand: "my heart is made of meat. If you say it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. How sad I am?"

Although the mouth said complaining words, but already took the person into the arms, carefully afraid to touch her wound. Seeing that a scab had been formed on that pair of jade like hands, he was extremely distressed and asked, "tell me, how did you fall?"

"I thought you threw the picture book into the water and fished it by the pavilion. After fishing all night, I didn't catch anything. Maybe my shoes were stained with wet mud at the edge of the pool. I fell down when I got to the backyard. " Shen forgets the heart to say more sad, buried his head in Jiang Xian's neck nest.

Jiang Xian only felt like holding a fragile glass cup, holding it carefully, and afraid of hurting her too hard.

Since meeting her, Jiang Xian felt that he had used the gentleness that he had never had in his life to her alone. Therefore, even if she refused him thousands of miles away, she said many sad words that others did not dare to say with him.

But as soon as he saw her tears, a heart was like soaking in a pool of spring water: "all blame me."

They hugged each other on the low couch for a while. Shen suddenly remembered that it was still in her room. Aunt Shen might come over at any time and quickly wiped away her tears. She asked, "when you come in, can you see my third grandmother?"

Jiang Xian thought about Aunt Shen when she saw her. She said with a laugh: "aunt Shen sent dried fish to Arne at the Academy. I rode a fast horse here. It is estimated that it will be a while before I arrive."

When Aunt Shen entered the lobby, she found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere around her. But she was so forgetful that she didn't think so much. When she returned to the backyard, she found that the backyard door was watching. Jiang Xian and Shen Xiaoxin sit side by side on the low couch. Shen Xiaoxin's eyes are red, and they seem to have cried again. At the moment, they say something with a smile.

She said nothing, quietly left, and found Zhang Cuihua in the kitchen.

Aunt Shen opens her mouth and wants to talk to Zhang Cuihua, but she doesn't know where to start. They both know that if Shen forgetting heart and Chen Xianzhen can succeed, it would have been a long time ago and would not have been delayed to this day. She only hoped that Shen forgetting heart could find a tolerant man to marry her. She had never thought of any great wealth, but she came to Jiang Xian.

"Auntie, don't say anything. Let's leave the children's affairs to them." Zhang Cuihua, while bowing her head and breaking garlic, said, "children and grandchildren have their own good fortune. If I take care of ah Xian, I don't know how much I worry about!"

If it happened before.

Zhang Cuihua thinks that she is likely to be the same as aunt Lian, holding on to Shen's forgetful heart, and affirms that Chen Xian is seduced by Shen forgetting heart. But her family had gone through so many things with her forgetfulness that she always felt that her vision was too narrow. Therefore, as soon as her eyes were closed and she pretended not to know, even the head of the house took the initiative to move out, she did not say a word.

Aunt Shen sighed and said, "it's also that I was too anxious before. Today, I realized that Mr. Jiang was really interested in the girl. Otherwise, we won't rush here. If that's the case, I don't have to worry so much. "

Seeing aunt Shen's idea, Zhang Cuihua nodded and said, "isn't that right? If you want me to say, heart girl is from our village. After that, I'll notice that he is not a common character. It's a pity to find someone inferior to Mr. Jiang! "

"Well, don't say that. I think Mr. Jiang is going to stay in the medical hall for one night before leaving! " Aunt Shen quickly picked up the rice with a basket.

Shen forgets that she doesn't know what happened in the kitchen. She is sitting on a low couch and looking at the herbal atlas that Jiang Xian has bound into a volume. She was originally meant to give her insight into this book, but she turned it over and found that she was really reluctant to give it to her. I had no choice but to think about whether I would spend more time painting another book for Chenxiang, which would be my collection.

After knowing what she was worrying about, Jiang Xian suggested, "if you really like it, keep the manuscript yourself, and I'll send someone to print it."

"Really? Won't it be too much trouble? " Shen asked.

Although printing is now much more convenient than before, it does take a lot of effort. Not only to the Yamen declaration, but also waiting for the carving board will take a lot of time. If it's rough and rotten, don't mention putting it in front of your forgetful heart, you can't pass this pass.

But in front of her eyes, the little girl looked at herself with expectation.Jiang Xian felt as if he had been fed some overpowering drug, and said, "it's not troublesome at all. Let them do it."

Therefore, Jiang Xian said that the arrangement was arranged. As usual, I went to the mountain behind sanhuai hall, and called out some people in black, and asked them to take this illustrated book to the capital for printing. We should not only choose the best paper, but also the best engraving craftsman. The bookseller should also choose the most famous jiweizhai in the capital.

The Jiwei studio was originally a study given by Emperor Zhaohe to the Meishe people under her. Later, the study became more and more powerful in Xu Miaoyuan's hands. It was originally the same as Lengxiang society, a famous poetry society in those days. Gradually, it became the most famous bookstore in the capital. Now the books waiting to be printed by jiweizhai are unknown. If we want to arrange them, will they not be arranged until next year?

"But, young master, the time is too tight." People in black look at Jiang Xian in embarrassment.

Who knows, Jiang Xian narrowed his eyes and said, "what did you just say?"

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