The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

"Yes! Dad!"

Bai Xiu sighed and sat back on the chair worriedly.

Zhao Dingbian looked at Zhao Hao meaningfully: "If you want to see it, go and see it, don't hold back!"

After speaking, he went straight back to his room.

Zhao Hao grinned: "The tradition of the old Zhao family is that the older you get, the harder your mouth becomes. Obviously I want to see... let's go, daughter-in-law! Let's go watch the fun!"

"Who is your wife..."

Jiang Zhiyu broke free from his hand, then looked at Bai Xiu, bit her lip and hesitated for a while before saying, "Mother, I'll try your handicraft next time..."

Zhao Hao: "..."

Bai Xiu was stunned for a moment, and her gloomy face was about to burst into laughter: "Girl! What did you call me just now?"

Jiang Zhiyu lowered her head and said nothing, the blush on her cheeks had spread to her earlobes.

"You are not ashamed to start calling your mother before you have even entered the door, and your husband has never called you! Look at how embarrassing my mother is!"

Zhao Hao joked with a smile, and went out the door directly holding her wrist.

When passing by the reclining chair at the door, Jiang Zhiyu accidentally caught a glimpse of the black tulle gloves on it, and stopped in her tracks.

"Zhao Hao, this..."

Zhao Hao couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth: "What do you want this for?"

Bai Xiu's voice sounded in the room: "What does my daughter-in-law want, can you just give it to me? Why are big men so stingy?"

"look!"

Jiang Zhiyu muttered something in a low voice, then quickly picked up the gloves and put them on her hands, only to be slightly relieved to find that Zhao Hao didn't notice the bloodshot eyes on her hands.

Zhao Hao felt a little regretful, but he didn't refute, so he pulled her by the wrist and left the gate of Zhen Guo Mansion.

Just seeing the person in the opposite carriage getting off, he simply didn't bother to lead his own carriage, and just squeezed into it.

"Ning Wanli, use your carriage!"

As he spoke, he helped Jiang Zhiyu into the carriage, and he flicked the reins himself: "Drive!"

The carriage quickly ran towards the palace.

The action was too fast, Ning Wanli was stunned: "..."

If she read correctly just now, what Jiang Zhiyu was wearing seemed to be...

She couldn't help wondering, could it be that Princess Anyang was demonstrating?

wearing my gloves.

In my carriage.

with me...

No, the man is not mine.

The middle-aged man who had just got off the carriage was also shocked: "Princess! The one just now is Zhao Hao, the only grandson of Duke Zhen who almost became the son-in-law of Qi?"

Ning Wanli: "Stop talking!"

……

in the carriage.

Jiang Zhiyu's tone was weird: "Young Master Zhao is indeed a romantic talent, but I actually smelled jealousy from that Ning Wanli."

Zhao Hao said while shaking the rein slowly, "You'd better smell your clothes first, to make sure if the vinegar smell is coming from you."

Thinking of Jiang Zhiyu's performance in Zhen Guo Mansion just now, he felt elated for some reason.

Jiang Zhiyu snorted: "Master Zhao doesn't think I'm tempted by you, does he? No wonder you are praised by others, the biggest advantage of your Zhao family is self-confidence!"

Zhao Hao replied: "Then you called 'Mother' so vigorously just now?"

Jiang Zhiyu chuckled: "That's also my relationship with my mother, what does it have to do with your Mr. Zhao? If it wasn't for my mother's reluctance, I would have asked Mr. Zhao to leave this house!"

Zhao Hao smiled presumptuously: "You girl, you look like a member of our Zhao family, you really have a tough mouth!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

In the end, the topic ended without a sound, and Jiang Zhiyu was silent for a while and said, "The aura just now is not that person!"

Zhao Hao nodded: "I don't think it's her either!"

Although that breath was somewhat similar to Jiang Huai's, there were still some differences.

The stars surrounding Mingxin Wenxing can give Zhao Hao the most intuitive feeling, and they cannot be hidden by any means.

Jiang Zhiyu bit her lip, and said in a low voice, "This confession is also false, are you wronged?"

Zhao Hao smiled: "There is nothing wrong with it, I never expected it."

Jiang Zhiyu was silent for a moment, and finally gave a soft "um".

After a while, Zhao Hao rushed to the place where the incident happened, he didn't deliberately search for it, thinking that the aura fluctuations were too strong, even for a person with no cultivation level, he could easily sense it.

The palace should be the gate of heaven.

This was originally the place where the ministers listened to orders, but now it was surrounded by Ouchi guards, imperial guards and flying fish guards.

It's just that the scene is very quiet, and the battle seems to be over.

As Zhao Hao and Jiang Zhiyu approached, Fei Yuwei subconsciously wanted to stop them, but after seeing their faces clearly, they automatically moved out of the way, and even sent a few people to protect them.

It's just that the Forbidden Army of the Southern Yamen and the Forbidden Army of the Beiya didn't take this at all, and surrounded the scene tightly.

Zhao Hao was a little annoyed, but thanks to his tall stature, he could barely see what was going on inside by standing on tiptoe.

I saw corpses strewn across the field, and only two people could barely stand.

One is a burly old man with gray hair. Although he doesn't look familiar at all, he can tell by his clothes that his status is not low.

The abdomen of the old man has been pierced by a halberd, and on the other end of the halberd is a black-faced man covered in blood.

The black-faced man also suffered a lot of injuries, but his imposing manner was stern, and he looked handsome and bubbling.