On the night of my rebirth, I brought the ball to find the living devil!

The early morning sun slowly spreads to the earth, making the courtyard warm.

Jiang Luoluo and the other two were having a warm breakfast, but unlike them, the doors of the rooms in the main hall were closed and the maids and servants were sent away.

Jiang Xiuming, who had not slept all night, was furious!

Snapped!

The tea that Feng had just brewed was angrily flicked to the ground by Jiang Xiuming!

"What on earth is going on?!"

Jiang Xiu was obviously rarely so angry, especially towards Jiang Wanqing!

Below, Jiang Wanqing and Jiang Liangjun sat side by side, looking terrified.

Feng stood beside Jiang Xiuming, at a loss as to what to do.

"Jiang Wanqing! What on earth did you do?! Why would the people from the Outer Pavilion be so difficult for us?!"

Yesterday, they had just arrived at Tianwai Pavilion, and they hadn't even seen the Eighth Son's birthday celebration yet! They had already spent a small sum of money!

During the meal, he was even ignored and treated with disrespect by the waiter!

How could Jiang Xiuming, who always cared about his reputation, hold his head up in front of so many familiar faces!

Jiang Wanqing also looked wronged: "Dad! I have explained it so many times! I really didn't do anything!"

Ever since she entered Tianwai Pavilion, all the servants looked at her with strange eyes, revealing disgust and disdain everywhere.

At first, Jiang Wanqing thought it was her illusion, but later, the father and daughter were targeted everywhere.

Not only was the entrance fee much higher than others, but the single rooms reserved in advance were no longer available, and even the seats in the lobby were extremely remote!

Only then did Jiang Wanqing realize that something was wrong.

With some change in hand, he found a lone servant, greeted him with a smile, and wanted to find out what was going on.

But before she could say anything, the servant said in a sarcastic tone: "Please take a seat, Miss Jiang. Our pavilion has strict rules and regulations. This is not a place for unreasonable trouble!"

Jiang Wanqing was completely dumbfounded. It seemed like this was her first time here! And she didn't even reveal her identity!

In short, a lot of things go wrong!

Even at the very end, when the Eight Sons Celebrating Birthday Painting appeared, Jiang Xiuming had already raised the price to a high price of 230,000, which was three times more!

There are still three unidentified people competing with him!

In the end, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and buy it at a high price of 310,000 taels!

A painting can be said to have bankrupted the Jiang family!

According to the rules of Tianwai Pavilion, both payment and payment must be made on the spot.

He not only borrowed the 50,000 taels of silver from Jiang Luoluo's betrothal gift, but also borrowed 20,000 taels of silver from the eldest prince Zhou Chengye!

Jiang Xiuming's reputation has been completely lost!

"You didn't do anything? You didn't do anything. How could the servant there know you so well? Everyone was dressed in casual clothes, and you were still wearing a veil, so why did the servant keep calling you Miss Jiang?!"

"I..." Jiang Wanqing was speechless...

But the people in Tianwai Pavilion are too tight-lipped!

She couldn't find out anything at all!

"You have to pay back the eldest prince's twenty thousand taels of silver yourself!"

Jiang Wanqing stood up suddenly: "Dad! Why?!"

Although twenty thousand taels was nothing to her, she still had to think about herself! How could a high-ranking Crown Princess not have a decent dowry? !

Now the family is extremely poor because of Jiang Liangjun. They will not be able to recover in a short time!

"Dad! You can't be so partial! You spent all your money for your brother! Why do you want me to take on your debt?! And it's the eldest prince's debt?!"

"We haven't even gotten married yet! My daughter already owes him. How will she survive in the First Prince's mansion after she gets married?! Those maids are spitting at her and will drown her!"

"Dad... have you ever thought about your daughter..."

Jiang Wanqing softened her attitude and tried to awaken Jiang Xiuming's kindness.

But Jiang Xiuming was not moved at all, and snorted coldly: "It is because I have cared too much about you and indulged you too much in the past few years that you have been in the limelight outside! You don't even know who you have offended!"

"Is Daddy really so cruel that he only cares about his brother's illusory future and doesn't care about his daughter's feelings at all?!"

Jiang Wanqing's words were also a reminder to Jiang Xiuming that the benefits that she and the eldest prince would bring to him in the future would be far greater than those brought to him by Jiang Liangjun!

But even so, Jiang Xiuming still did not give in.

In his mind, once his daughter got married, she would be like a kite flying high in the sky. Even though he had the string in his hand, once the wind was strong, he would lose control of her and the kite might even break and fly away alone.

A sneer appeared on Jiang Wanqing's lips.

"Okay, daughter, I understand. Thank you, Daddy, for teaching me another lesson!"

After saying this, Jiang Wanqing turned away!

Feng was in a dilemma. She looked at Jiang Xiuming and then at Jiang Wanqing with a sad face.

Pointing at Jiang Liangjun who had been acting like an ostrich, he said, "It's all because of you, you little brat!"

Then he quickly chased after him!

Wuying quietly flashed away and headed straight for Jiang Luoluo's yard.

"Princess, there was a huge quarrel in the main hall, and Jiang Wanqing slammed the door and walked out. It seems that they have broken up."

Jiang Luoluo smiled slightly and said, "Bye, that's impossible. Both father and daughter are selfish people. They can conflict for the sake of interests, but they can also cooperate for the sake of interests!"

"But at least... I can live a comfortable life for a few days..."

The Tian father and daughter are dead, Zhao Xuemei is also imprisoned in the palace, and Jiang Xiuming and his daughter are unable to take care of themselves.

Now no one cares about her!

"By the way, Zhou Yuming, is there any news about that Taoist priest?"

Zhou Yuming shook his head.

For such a conspicuous Taoist priest, his subordinates had been inquiring for a long time, but there was no news at all!

"Don't worry, I have asked Wuzong to follow the eldest prince secretly. If they come into contact, we will definitely find out!"

Jiang Luoluo nodded.

This person is related to Zhou Chengye's life, so he will definitely find an extremely secret place and protect him well. It is normal that he cannot be found for a while.

Jiang Luoluo stretched and patted her full stomach.

"That mountain in your room...what do you want to do?"

Jiang Luoluo gave him a sly smile: "The mountain man has his own magical uses!"

Zhou Yuming hugged her from behind and looked at the grass in the yard, which was sprouting fresh shoots.

As day and night alternate, the cicadas in the trees are chirping cheerfully.

Jiang Luoluo, wearing a light-colored gauze dress, was lying leisurely in the yard, on the rocking chair under a big tree. Shiwu stood behind her, fanning her gently.

The big tree is lush and leafy, covering most of the courtyard.

A breeze blew and the leaves rustled.

Jiang Luoluo picked up a piece of fruit and put it into her mouth, feeling comfortable and leisurely.

During this period, Zhou Yuming almost treated Jiang Luoluo's courtyard as the Palace of Hades and reported in on time every day.

But Zhou Yuming hadn't come for two days in a row, and it was almost noon now.

"Fifteen, what is your prince busy with?"

Fifteen replied, "Princess, the prince didn't say anything, but when I went out a few days ago, I heard that the Jing Kingdom delegation came to Kyoto to offer treasures. According to the date, they will arrive in Kyoto in three days at most. I guess the prince is busy with this matter."

"Jingguo?!"

Jiang Luoluo was shocked!