The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

The news of Jiang Heng's return to the mansion had just entered the ears of everyone, and then they received the news of his leaving the mansion.

It's just that after he left, he sent his own soldiers and sent a few large boxes to Yongchunxuan.

Rao Yaoai and Yiyue were dumbfounded. Most of the gifts from the daughter's family were packed in exquisite mother-of-pearl boxes. If they were made of cloth or something, they wouldn't need the three-foot cage.

After the two of them hurriedly thanked their elder brother for Jiang Lingyi, Yiyue, who was in charge of the warehouse, stood up with a bitter face.

She was a housekeeper who learned to settle accounts in the palace. She has a round face and big eyes, but she is an upright character, and her mouth is also stupid, but she is more careful in her work. It is loyal.

But now the master's elder brother has already sent the things into the courtyard, and there is no reason to shirk, Yiyue waved her hand, and the two younger female envoys behind her stepped forward, and opened the cage with a swift movement.

All of a sudden, Yao Ai, a first-class envoy who is used to big scenes, was surprised.

It turns out that in this cage, there are actually Nanzhu, each pearl is round and jade-like, and there is a big box full of piles.

It was only then that Yao Ai realized that although the frontier fortress was not as prosperous as Bianjing, it was better because of the smooth trade routes.

After opening the remaining few cages, Yingyue couldn't help sighing.

"The son of the world is really... extraordinary."

This is to make up for all the gifts that were not given in previous years to the Princess.

Yao Ai read all the things Jiang Yan sent over, smiled and went back to the room to report to Jiang Lingyi.

Jiang Lingyi just lowered her head to write, and she only replied hastily after Yao Ai's mouth was dry.

"Good."

It's just a paperweight, it seems that Jiang Heng is quite happy.

Yao Ai was ashamed, feeling helpless for her master's heartlessness, but after seeing Jiang Lingyi's charming little face, her heart softened again.

My master was cold-faced and warm-hearted when she was young, but now that she grows older, her thoughts become more and more unpredictable, but she has always been extremely lenient in dealing with others, and naturally she will not be really indifferent to her own brother .

"Later, take out the golden silk soft armor from my library and send it to him in the barracks."

The rare treasure bought by the golden silk soft armor is also a birthday gift for Jiang Lingyi's birthday in a certain year, and now she is willing to take it out because she is sincere.

Yao Ai was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile.

Listening to Yao Ai's footsteps gradually drifting away, Jiang Lingyi's writing did not stop.

"Hairpin star."

"Master."

"Let them follow the plan."

"Yes."

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Qianjin Building.

Beauty is like a cloud.

"Bang!"

The music in the house stopped abruptly.

It turned out that the maid who was serving accidentally knocked over the cup, and the wine spilled all over the young man who bought Huan.

"Lang Jun forgive me!"

The servant girl's face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground in a thrashing.

The man in the lake blue satin robe frowned, raised his head drunkenly and was about to have a seizure, a hand as smooth as fat jade rested on his wet robe.

The woman's fragrant shoulders are half exposed, her face is delicate and charming, and her figure is slender, forming a coquettish posture.

"Look at you, it's been a long time since you came here. You finally came here today and you're absent-minded. Could it be that while you're with me, you still miss others in your heart."

Seeing the woman's sour and jealous look on her face, the man's brows relaxed, and his anger eased a bit.

"Tsk, these days are too busy, so I came here when I have time."

Huarong's winking eyes slanted sideways, and her fingertips slowly moved down, hooking the man's belt and pulling it.

"What are you busy with...going to please other girls?"

Her voice in the second half of the sentence was very soft, the man was tickled by her, and he felt a little proud of seeing her sour appearance. After he waved away the crowd, he hugged the woman into his arms.

"What girl is my heart, don't you know?"

The man's name is Mu Zhaoxiang, he is the current queen's nephew, and Huarong is the Yangzhou skinny horse he raises in the fireworks venue.

Huarong leaned softly on the man's body, and with a coquettish smile poured another glass of wine for Mu Zhaoxiang and handed it to his lips.

"Sanlang is used to coaxing people. You haven't been here for so long. The slave family will punish you well to comfort the slave family for the pain of lovesickness these days."

With the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, Mu Zhaoxiang was also relieved. He lay on the cushion and drank several cups of warm wine.

"Huarong, it's still comfortable here with you. I'm living my life now, but I'm really aggrieved."

"Sanlang is really joking. I have heard about it. Now is a good time for you to be proud of the spring breeze. The empress is your aunt, and your majesty will be your cousin in the future."

"Ah."

Mu Zhaoxiang sneered, raised his chin proudly and said.

"That's natural, wait until later... Hahahahaha..."

He couldn't hide his complacency and smiled frivolously.

Huarong hugged his arm with a coquettish expression.

"What are you laughing at, look at your happy appearance, it seems that you are going to be the emperor~"

"What do you know."

Mu Zhaoxiang hugged Huarong, his hands were also wandering restlessly, his eyes were cloudy.

"At that time, who will have the final say, not necessarily..."

As he spoke, his eyes gradually became lax, and he smiled strangely.

"Hehe...Prince...what prince, the medicine took effect...Even if he is the emperor, he can't bear it...hehehe..."

The movement of Huarong's hand stopped, and the sticking was getting closer, her scarlet lips moved slightly, and she exhaled like a randy in Mu Zhaoxiang's ear.

"What nonsense is Sanlang talking about? What kind of medicine..."

Mu Zhaoxiang frowned slightly, his cloudy eyes were already turning slowly, and he closed his mouth tightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Sanlang~ why don't you say anything, what kind of medicine did you feed His Highness the Crown Prince~"

"...Yes..." The movements of Mu Zhaoxiang's hands slowed down, and he fell weakly on Huarong's body, his lips trembling, as if he was extremely sleepy.

"Five......stone scattered..."

"boom!"

The door was kicked open forcefully.

Huarong raised her head and saw a man in a brocade robe standing there with a gloomy face.

Veins protruded from his forehead, his eyes were sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing Huarong's panic-stricken appearance, he smiled stiffly.

"What did he just... say?"

"What..." Huarong's face was pale, and Mu Zhaoxiang in his arms seemed to be drunk, and fell asleep with his head tilted.

The man turned around, drew out the long sword from the waist of the guard behind him, and walked into the room step by step.

"I said, what he just said, the medicine given to Gu... what is it?"

The door was closed tightly, the woman's face was pale, and she dared not reply for a long time.

It wasn't until Zhao De almost lost his patience that he heard those three words.

five.stone.scattered.