The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

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The sound of crisp applause rang out in the room.

Jiang Nanhuai was beaten so hard that he couldn't kneel steadily, and fell heavily to the ground with a "thump".

My knees and palms rubbed against the ground, causing burning pain, and several red marks quickly appeared on my face.

The Duke was not only extremely disappointed at this moment, but also felt deeply guilty.

Not only was he negligent in disciplining his eldest son, he also felt guilty towards his other four sons.

His youngest son was the most like him in terms of military strategy, but for the sake of the Jiang family's stability, he broke Xiaowu's wings.

Even with him as his father and Chang Zhangyuan as his grandfather, how many steps did Xiaowu take from the Hanlin Academy to the current Dali Temple that he did not take on his own?

As for the other children, whether they were born legitimate or illegitimate, which one of them did not rely on his own real talents and knowledge to reach his current position?

But for his eldest son, every path from childhood to adulthood was arranged, and he got everything in front of him without any effort.

Not only did he enjoy the glory brought by his family with peace of mind, he could even say such shameless and incoherent words!

The Duke had been upright all his life, and even such a tough man could not hide his disappointment:

"How could the Jiang family produce someone like you... You must apologize to your fifth brother right now. No matter who brought you into contact with that kind of person, don't contact them in the future!"

Jiang Nanhuai's face was pale and half of it was wooden.

What's wrong with a bastard?

He was nineteen years old when his father remarried, which meant he was more than ten years older than his youngest brother.

If his mother had not considered the long term and asked for him to be named the Crown Prince early on, the Duke's Mansion would have long been in the possession of Chang mother and son.

So what if he is the prince? He has such a prestigious father who is the Duke, and a fifth brother who is the top scholar and the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.

Those people call him the Prince and the Young Master, but who knows what they say about him behind his back?

He was just too unwilling!

What's wrong with a skinny horse?

She regards him as her heaven and can find satisfaction in him that she has never had before!

After a long time, he looked at Jiang Nansheng and said:

"Fifth brother, I was too careless this time. Fortunately, Lord Qin discovered it early. She...she is timid and must have been bewitched..."

Jiang Nansheng stood up and interrupted him. At this moment, his brother was unable to understand his father's painstaking efforts.

"Brother, please let the Crown Prince's wife express your apology. The headgear that person was wearing was also seen on the head of the eldest sister-in-law by the whole family..."

As he said this, he placed an envelope on the desk. This was the envelope Qin Lang gave him today.

"Father, if there is nothing else, I will leave."

The Duke looked at his youngest son, who opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it again.

He waved his hands and sighed weakly, "Go ahead."

Seeing the youngest son step out of the door, he said to the eldest son who was still kneeling there: "You go down too. Your wife and Yue family should admit their mistakes themselves..."

If he keeps indulging himself, he will never realize his mistakes.

The Duke sat in the room with the Grand Tutor, a dejected look on his face.

In the past, I thought that although the eldest son did not achieve much in his life, he would not do anything out of the ordinary.

With the title of crown prince, at least his family can be guaranteed wealth and prosperity in the future.

He suddenly felt unsure...

He beat his eldest son in front of Xiaowu today because he didn't want any rift between the brothers.

Letting the eldest son go back with injuries on his face was also done for Wang and the Wang family behind her to see.

Judging from the eldest son's behavior just now, he did not understand the purpose of his doing this at all.

On the contrary, it was Xiaowu's eyes when he left that made him, as a father, unable to look him in the eye.

He reached out and took the envelope his youngest son had placed on the desk and unfolded it.

After reading the letter, the Duke's hands were shaking as he picked up the teacup.

Mr. Wei at the side came forward to take it and asked in a low voice: "Duke, what are you doing..."

The Duke lowered his head and took two sips of tea, then pointed at the letter and asked him to read it himself.

After reading it, Mr. Wei said cautiously: "Your Highness has been tricked by someone else..."

The Duke said, "This is what makes me angry. He is my grandfather, how can he not be on guard at all!"

The position of the prince in the Jiang family is still very delicate. Others may not dare to say this. Mr. Wei is a confidant of the Duke. He whispered to comfort him: "You have done enough for the prince."

After a few breaths, the Duke's emotions stabilized. "The people sent by the Jinyiwei, and the news passed by the Jinyiwei... The emperor is still on guard against the Jiang family... However, the disaster has turned into a good thing."

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When Gu Jin first woke up, he saw Jiang Nansheng still wearing the same straight dress she had worn during the day, leaning against the head of the bed reading a book in her hands.

"It's so dim here, it hurts my eyes."

Seeing her wake up, Jiang Nansheng put down the book and said softly, "I just got back too."

If she didn't find something to do, she wouldn't be able to sleep so well, and he didn't want to be too far away from her.

Gu Jinchu sat up and glanced at the inky sky outside, only to realize that it was already past dinner time.

She actually slept for such a long time, and looked at him and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Jiang Nansheng smiled and said, "Father sympathized with me because I was newly married, so he didn't invite me to dinner."

Gu Jinchu paused in his action of lifting the quilt. For some reason, even though he was smiling, he still looked weird.

She then asked him in a low voice, "Why not let them serve the food?"

In less than a cup of tea, several dishes were placed on the kang table.

Steamed fish, stir-fried vegetables, shrimp and tofu, pork soup, and red bean paste buns.

Gu Jinchu naturally took the bean paste bun that Jiang Nansheng handed to her. After gently breaking it open, she discovered that the Jiang family's cook, like Jin, liked to grind the bean paste into fine powder.

She likes to eat red bean paste buns, and prefers the dense filling the most. She doesn't like the filling that has a granular texture of beans.

She reached out and took the soup that Jiang Nansheng served her, without noticing the surprised expression on Cheng's mother's face.

Gu Jinchu swallowed the soup in his mouth and took another sip.

The taste told her that it was the taste that Jin Shi cooked in her small kitchen at her mother's home.

Jiang Nansheng looked up at her and asked, "What's wrong? Is it not to your taste?"