Green tea was read, the villain's family begged me to be happy

After finishing breakfast, Xu Wanying took a handkerchief to wipe her mouth and left first.

The other members of the Jiang family sat blankly at the table, most of them with expressions of disinterest on their faces.

"Did Wanying enjoy her meal just now?" Cen Ying couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, mother, Third sister-in-law ate quite a lot. She must have liked today's osmanthus porridge very much and even asked for an extra bowl." Jiang Jinyu was sitting next to Xu Wanying and watched her very closely. She knew exactly what she ate.

"Wasn't my third sister-in-law feeling nauseous just now? How come she has an appetite so quickly?" Li Chunlan asked curiously.

She looked at the bowl at hand. It was almost full, but she didn't take a single bite. She really couldn't eat any more.

Among the people at the table, only Xu Wanying had a good appetite, as if she was not the first one to complain about being nauseated.

"Oh, you are all so pampered that you can't eat, and you don't allow others to have a good appetite? You are all used to fine clothes and delicious food. If I let you go to a bitter and cold place to starve for a few days, everything you eat will be delicious!" Marquis Zhongyi scolded in a cold voice.

After he finished speaking, he picked up the bowl in front of him, finished the rice in a few mouthfuls, and also picked up a side dish with chopsticks. His movements were very quick.

In fact, he was not scolding them for being spoiled, but for daring to laugh at him.

But he just couldn't say it. When Xu Wanying was present, he couldn't say it because he wanted to keep it a secret.

Now that Xu Wanying has left, he no longer has to worry about this, but he can't open his mouth. Just imagining himself, an old man, chasing after a little girl, whispering softly, or even licking her face, makes him feel extremely ashamed and angry.

"Give me another bowl!" He pushed the bowl over. He clearly just wanted a bowl of rice, but he looked like he was commanding thousands of troops. There was an inexplicable sense of heroism in him.

But just as he served the porridge and handed it to him, he heard the sound of retching again.

When he looked up, he saw Jiang Chengxiao's face full of pain, and this time he was not only retching, but he was vomiting directly.

Marquis Zhongyi took a look at the porridge in the bowl, his stomach churned, his throat gradually became sore, and he felt like he was going to vomit in the next second. He couldn't eat anything at all.

"You bastard!" He put down the bowl and cursed angrily.

After Jiang Chengxiao vomited for a while, he gradually calmed down and Lu Ling handed him a handkerchief.

The man wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief. When he raised his head and met the gaze of Marquis Zhongyi, he opened his mouth and began to vomit again, but this time nothing could come out.

"What do you mean, you bastard? You look at me and then vomit. Is there something dirty on your father's face? You are so disrespectful, you deserve a whip!" The Loyal Marquis was naturally very sensitive to his gaze and jumped up in anger.

Thanks to his age, his temper has improved a lot, and he was just swearing. If he were twenty years younger, he would have probably arrested the man and hung him up.

Jiang Chengxiao calmed down again. This time he deliberately avoided Marquis Zhongyi and didn't even look at him.

"You bastard, what do you mean by not looking at your father? Are you really going against Tian Gang?"

"Dad, I can't look at you. I'll vomit if I look at you." Jiang Chengxiao was honest.

"What do you mean? Are you really going to rebel against me?" The Loyal Marquis couldn't help himself after all, he jumped up and rushed over to catch him.

Jiang Chengxiao obviously guessed his action and jumped up, ready to escape. However, before the father and son met, they were stopped by Jiang Chengzhong.

"Dad, don't be angry first. Although my second brother is a bastard, he wouldn't be so bad. There must be a reason why he did this." Jiang Chengzhong advised.

When Marquis Zhongyi heard this, his anger did not subside. He wanted to rush over and teach the brat a lesson, but his eldest son was in the middle and he couldn't get through at all.

He also had to admit that he was indeed old, while his eldest son was in his prime.

"All right, let this bastard tell you." He struggled a few times but couldn't break free, so he could only cough lightly and ask.

"I wanted to reduce the influence of Xing Xiaoya on me. After listening to what Shenqi and my brother and sister-in-law said, I am indeed not so obsessed with Xing Xiaoya, but the effect is small. And when I think of what Shenqi said about my father, I feel sick in my heart. The effect is very good. I want to make it a habit so that when Xing Xiaoya is mentioned, it won't make my brain hot, but I will want to vomit."

Jiang Chengxiao explained weakly, and after saying this, he closed his eyes again, apparently forcing himself to imagine the scene of the old man and Xing Xiaoya together.

Soon, he began to retch again.

"You bastard!" Marquis Zhongyi picked up the teacup on the table and threw it over.

***

In the Princess's Mansion, Princess Zhaoyang was losing her temper, and two maids were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging.

"Princess, please spare my life. This servant deserves death!"

"You really deserve to die. You treated the guests I invited back so neglectfully. There was a fire in the mansion, but you didn't care about the guests' lives at all and just ran away. Fortunately, Xiao Yafu is lucky enough to be lucky enough, otherwise this would not be a visit, but a murder." Princess Zhaoyang had a cold face. She slammed the table hard while speaking, and she was obviously very angry.

"Someone, drag these two out and beat them to death!"

After scolding the two men, Zhaoyang also vented his anger and directly ordered someone to come in.

"Wait a minute, Princess. It's understandable that the two of them forgot about the guests in their haste." Xing Xiaoya, who was sitting next to them, immediately advised.

"There is no excusable reason at all. Such a useless servant will only harm people if he stays here. It is better to get rid of him as soon as possible." The princess did not give in.

"Princess, this is my first time back at the Princess's Mansion. If I get rid of two servants at once, I'm afraid others will think I'm unlucky."

When Zhaoyang heard this, he suddenly felt soft-hearted.

"Xiao Ya, how can you say such things? You are a very lucky person, otherwise how could I feel so close to you at first sight? I have told you many times not to call me Princess, just call me Zhaoyang, there are no outsiders here."

"I promise you, then you also promise me to let them go, okay?"

Princess Zhaoyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, why don't you two thank Xiaoya quickly."

"Thank you, Miss Xing!" The two maids immediately kowtowed to express their gratitude.

"Xiaoya, where on earth did your big and strong brother go? I sent guards to guard Wutong Street, but he didn't come back all night!"

When Xing Xiaoya heard her say this, she immediately looked anxious.

"Brother Dazhuang didn't go home all night? No, I have to go check it out."

"It's useless for you to go back. Wangjing is so big, where can a weak woman like you find him? I have invited a painter here. You describe his appearance and let the painter draw him, and then let the guards find him." After Zhaoyang finished speaking, he clapped his hands.

Soon a painter came in, and Xing Xiaoya sat on a chair, recalling and describing it carefully.

When the portrait was passed to Princess Zhaoyang, she looked at it and found it more and more familiar, and she couldn't help but frown.