Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 657
However, Lan Shuang was not in the mood to listen to his sophistry, the ambiguity and restlessness just now disappeared, she stood beside Jiang Lusheng and whispered, Jiang Lusheng's face was also very gentle when he turned to her.

"Our big wedding should be at the beginning of July. These days, I have asked craftsmen to renovate the palace, and the backyard has also been changed. You should like it."

Lan Shuang happily told Jiang Lusheng about her renovation plan, Jiang Lusheng listened with a smile, "It's really good."

Jiang Luqing knelt on the ground and listened, jealousy grew wildly like weeds.

"My lord—"

The British Duke hurried over, first apologized to Lan Shuang, and then gave the restless little son a vicious look, "Son! It seems that I have spoiled you so much that I have made you so ignorant! Come on—"

She paused after shouting, and observed Lan Shuang's reaction from the corner of her eye. Seeing that she didn't make a sound to stop her, the British public knew that she was stepping down for herself, so she relaxed and said sharply: "Give me this bastard!" Shut him back to his yard, and without my order, he is not allowed to step out of the gate! His monthly silver will be confiscated, and all the people in his yard will have their monthly silver halved this month!"

After the words fell, Jiang Luqing's face froze, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at British Duke: "Mother—"

"Shut up!" the British Duke scolded, "Why don't you take him away?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The guards who followed Duke Ying immediately stepped forward to lift Jiang Luqing up from the ground and took him away.

Jiang Luqing opened her mouth to shout, but her mouth was covered by the prepared guard.

Jiang Luqing: "Mmmmmmmmmmm—"

His voice gradually faded away, the British gentleman wiped his sweat without a trace, and Lan Shuang looked at the British gentleman with a half-smile, "Third young master really should be disciplined, it's nothing more than being so unruly in front of this king, this king From Lu Sheng's point of view, he doesn't care about it, after all, it's a family, but if he's so ignorant in front of other nobles..."

Lan Shuang pointedly said: "I don't know how many times the Duke can clean up the mess for him?"

The British Duke raised it again with a sigh of relief.

Repeatedly apologized and said: "What the lord taught me is that when I go back, I must educate him well, and let him learn to be respectful and orderly."

Lan Shuang nodded in satisfaction: "Don't be so nervous, Duke, I just made a suggestion. Well, the things are delivered, and I don't need to drink this cup of tea. I will leave."

"Meng Yu! Let's go."

Meng Yu immediately stepped forward, "Yes!"

"My lord, go slowly."

Jiang Lusheng saluted neither humble nor overbearing, and saw Lan Shuang looked back and smiled at him, waving her hands.

The British Duke watched from the side, and suddenly said with emotion: "At the beginning, I was wrong."

Jiang Lusheng glanced at her: "Why did mother say that?"

The British public looked at his expression and was annoyed. She let out a long sigh and sat down at the table, assuming a posture of confiding her heart.

Jiang Lusheng was also idle, so he also sat down opposite her.

Looking at his pair of green eyes, Yingying was in a daze for a while, as if through him, he saw the handsome young man who was as handsome as jade back then.

Jiang Lusheng raised his eyebrows, "Is mother missing father through me?"

The British Duke coughed in embarrassment, and the servant brought the tea and then retreated. She took a sip of the tea and said in a low voice: "You and your father are indeed very similar, especially the pair of eyes. carved out of a mold."

Jiang Lusheng smiled, "I haven't met my biological father, but occasionally I take a selfie in the mirror, and I don't have much resemblance to the Duke. I think my appearance is more like my father's."

The British Duke was even more embarrassed, and he took another sip of his tea.

"It was my fault for sending you away. I really owe you a lot for all these years."

Jiang Lusheng didn't speak, just looked at her.

The British Duke said to himself: "You were born with dystocia, and your father lost blood to death. I feel a little bit angry at you. In addition, you have different pupils after opening your eyes. I doubt your father. ..."

She didn't say it directly, but the dark expression said it all.

Jiang Lusheng chuckled: "So, you later sent someone to investigate and confirmed this?"

"Your father is half of alien blood, so you were born with different eyes after your grandfather."

The British official said: "At that time, I found out that I found a Taoist priest to tell your fortune. It was calculated that your fortune was inauspicious and would affect the British government, so I sent you to Zhuangzi early on."

It's just that I didn't expect that the ominous child at the beginning was about to become the backer of the British government.

However, Jiang Lusheng's expression didn't fluctuate at all after hearing this.

The Duke of England was a little confused, and added: "If you hate us, you should be right. It was indeed my actions that were wrong at the beginning. Fortunately, you have to be strong, and you will grow crookedly in Zhuangzi. I am very relieved."

Jiang Lusheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said lightly, "Why should I blame you? If it weren't for you and my father, I wouldn't have my life. The suffering I have suffered all these years is actually not a big deal. I didn't live a good life. Is it now?"

"You..." The more he said that, the more flustered the British princess became.

"Actually, you don't have to feel guilty. I don't blame you, and I don't hate you. If I was born but not raised, I don't have to think about the little blood relationship and have expectations for you. If you give up early, people can live a carefree life, right? ?”

After Jiang Lusheng finished his tea, he put down the cup, stood up and cupped his hands at the British Duke, "The scenery here is just right, please enjoy it here, Lusheng bid farewell."

After saying that, he got up and turned to leave without hesitation.

The Duke of England looked at his slender back, dazed.

It turned out that she never had this son from the very beginning.

……

King An's rebellion was resolved quickly, but it took a lot of time to properly handle the subsequent series of matters.

With Lan Ling's drastic reforms, there are people in the imperial court who fail every day, and new people have to be selected to fill the vacancies. The interpersonal relationships and interests behind this need to be carefully weighed.

Therefore, during this period of time, Lan Ling's busy feet did not touch the ground, and she lost a lot of weight visible to the naked eye.

Lan Shuang looked distressed, so she went into the palace to talk with her when she had nothing to do, and casually offered a few suggestions, carefully measured, so that Lan Ling would not be suspicious, and could help her solve her immediate urgent needs.

Lan Ling would occasionally sigh: "If you had studied more and entered the court early, you could have become my right-hand man."

Lan Shuang leaned back on the couch, stuffed snacks into her mouth, and said half-deadly: "You can let me go, I just want to be a rich and idle person, and I don't want to lose my hair because of these trivial things, and you think highly of me too, Huangjie." , I’m just talking casually.”

Seeing her like this, Lan Ling didn't force her, and continued to approve her memorial.

In a blink of an eye, it is July, the hottest time of the year in Kunguo.

The [-]nd day of July is an auspicious day for marriage.

Lan Shuang and Jiang Lusheng's big wedding is on this day.

(End of this chapter)