Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Bai Minyu remained silent.

After a while, Jiang Luoyu finally had enough trouble, moved his fingers away from his face, and heard his low voice without any emotion: "Yunxuan."

"Why did you hand over Luo Qin to Yunxuan?" Jiang Luoyu raised his eyebrows, not surprised by what he wanted to say, the look in his eyes showed memories, and the black jade-like eyes slowly reflected the person in front of him. The white outline seemed gentle for the first time.

"What I do is naturally reasonable. Let's not say that the Minister of Rites is indeed a good place to go. Yunxuan has a gentle personality and can tolerate others. Luo Qin will not suffer too much if he marries his stubborn temper. The most important thing is What's more - there are some things in it that you don't know

situation. "

Hearing this, the smile on Jiang Luoyu's lips faded a bit, thinking of the servant of the Ministry of Rites in his previous life, that is, Yun Xuan's biological father, after he married Nan Jinglong, he was promoted all the way to a bachelor. He was demoted, but was later promoted to the position of deputy prime minister when the left prime minister collapsed.

In his previous life, he didn't understand why this minister was so favored, but in this life he knew exactly why.

"The servant of the Ministry of Rites is from the Eighth Prince's side."

The bone fan in Jiang Luoyu's hand slapped his palm, turned sideways and sniffed the winter jasmine that had just fallen in his palm, looked at Bai Minyu's slightly startled eyes with a smile, and said with a calm smile: "Look at you! She looks surprised, so I have nothing to say."

Bai Minyu didn't answer him right away, but kept silent for a long time before pointing to the core of each word: "Why are you sure that the Eighth Prince can surpass the Crown Prince?"

"Probably intuition." Jiang Luoyu looked at him with a smile, obviously speaking in a firm tone, but what she uttered was a question,

"Do you believe me?"

The man in white sighed.

"Trust me, just sit down and drink tea." Without hearing his answer, looking at his expression, Jiang Luoyu knew it in her heart. After pulling him a few steps forward, she pushed him to sit down. On the stone bench in the gazebo, he turned over the teacup and refilled him with a cup of tea, his brows looked thoughtful in the mist, "In a while, not only my sister's wedding, but we will have a few good shows to watch. "

Bai Minyu raised her eyebrows, raised her hand to take the cup of tea, took a sip with her head down, and found that the taste was almost the same as the tribute tea she drank in the morning, and there seemed to be an indescribable special fragrance in it, she couldn't help but look at it in surprise The person beside him glanced at the remaining half cup of tea that he hadn't finished, and his dark eyes gradually deepened.

After Mrs. Zhen made such a fuss, the maids and servants in the mansion looked at her wrongly. Some of them immediately abandoned Mrs. Mu and wanted to go to Zhenwei Garden to pay their respects, while others were also ready to wait for the opportunity.

But who knew that before Jiang Ying could help Zhen Shi go back, Zhen Shi's old problem of getting a headache would happen again, but after a while of tossing, the government doctor said that Zhen Shi would need to rest for a while before he could recover from this disease.

In this way, it means that Mrs. Zhen can't give it in the palm of her hand.

After hearing the news, Mrs. Mu was determined to fight for a fight, but the tone in her heart suddenly relaxed a lot, she didn't express anything on the surface, but she was happy in her heart, watching Mrs. Zhen lying on the couch with her head supported Moaning in pain, and seeing Jiang Ying with an ugly face and hidden anger, Mu Shi, who had been suppressed for decades in the county palace and could not stand up, immediately pretended to be extremely innocent, crying in front of Jiang Xiong that he was not virtuous enough, The power of middle-feeding should be handed over.

After Jiang Xiong heard her words, he was furious immediately. After scolding her severely, he still handed over the gift to her.

However, he took this opportunity to assign the affairs of the room and kitchen to Aunt Bai, which made Mrs. Mu startled for a while, and just about to refute that Auntie can't take care of the house, Jiang Xiong threw up his sleeves and left.

After such a commotion, Mrs. Zhen almost completely lost the right to be a housekeeper. Although Mrs. Mu got what she wanted, she felt that she was taking advantage of Aunt Bai, and she secretly prepared to trip Aunt Bai. Of course, after knowing all this, Jiang Ying, who couldn't participate in it at all because he was already a married twin, could only watch these things happen and could not change.

Seeing him leaving the mansion with Nan Jinglong angrily, Mrs. Mu couldn't help showing a mocking look on his face, and secretly cursed that stealing a chicken would not cost you a lot of rice, and it was even cheaper for that bitch of Mrs. Bai. But he remembered Jiang Luoyu who proposed to hold a spring banquet today, which was actually to choose a husband for his concubine sister. His thoughts suddenly turned and he remembered Bai Minyu who had been beside Jiang Luoyu, whom he hadn't seen much recently, and the expression in his eyes became suspicious stand up.

Was everything that happened in the Spring Banquet Mansion today planned in advance by the person in Bibo Garden, or was it just an accident?

Hearing the result of this matter at the same time, the old god sat on the couch comfortably, and the person who was picking up a plum did not speak, but just lowered his head and turned over the page in front of him, and sneered slightly.

Self-doing also requires self-sufficiency, and the wicked are even more tortured by the wicked.

Before waiting for the hurried carriage to stop at the gate of the Proton Mansion, she has been standing outside the gate since Nan Jinglong left the mansion. After Jiang Ying, the daughter of Baohe, married into the Proton Mansion, she followed her all the way from the Prince's Mansion to the Proton Mansion. The servant of the mansion quickly responded with an excited expression, and after the carriage finally stopped, he raised his hand to meet the master in the carriage.

"Junzi, get out of the car carefully."

Jiang Ying's face was ugly, and he still hadn't recovered from what happened in the Prince's Mansion just now. At this time, after the hand who was helping the servant got out of the car, he seemed to think of something that could kill Nan Jinglong again, so he took a vicious look. Turning around with a smile, he said to him word by word: "This time, I didn't get a word from my cousin, or the beauty smiled at you, does your Highness feel very sad?",

The horse sitting not far from the carriage was tightening the reins at this time. When the handsome man with a gloomy expression heard the words, an indescribable look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but it was not obvious: "These words Where do you start?"

"From where to start, I have to ask His Royal Highness, right?" Jiang Ying saw that he didn't answer, and he was not in a hurry, but the smile on his lips became sharper, and he patted the back of the little servant who was supporting her, His voice suddenly turned cold, "Chang Fu, let's go."

The servant glanced at the two of them in trepidation, and hurriedly lowered his body: "Yes, master."

As soon as she returned to the main house of the Proton Mansion, Jiang Ying, who was dressed in full attire, twisted her face, raised her hand and swept off the cup lid on the table in front of her, and shouted coldly, "I'm so mad!"

"Master, what are you doing, master?" The young man named Chang Fu saw his ugly face, heard a crackling sound, and saw the broken porcelain on the ground. He immediately grabbed Jiang Ying's sleeve and shouted. He persuaded, "Don't get angry, master!"

"Too much deception, really too much deception!" Jiang Ying was so angry that she lost her mind at this time. Hearing this, she gave the servant behind her a hard look, raised her hand, pulled out her sleeve, and grabbed him. He pushed it outside the door, clenched his fingers tightly in his palm, and growled,

"Nan Jinglong, Jiang Luoyu, wait for me...wait for me!"

Chang Fu knew that Jiang Ying was angry now, and no one could persuade him, but he knew in his heart that his master had married into the Proton Mansion at this moment, that is, the mistress of the Proton Mansion, and could no longer scold him as he wanted in the County King's Mansion. Just do whatever you want, looking at Jiang Ying's look of wanting revenge for a while, she doesn't know what to say.

"Master, calm down, don't hurt your body because of these things, it's not worth it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ying really slapped the table, and said coldly: "Hmph! I'm not feeling well, and others won't be too! Just watch!"

He hadn't finished speaking, and when he was about to continue his harsh words, a maid suddenly came in from outside the house, holding a jade bowl filled with pitch-black concoction in his hand, and walked not far in front of Jiang Ying within a few steps At the place, some timidly looked at the sobriety now, bit the bullet and lowered his head and said.

"The servant has seen the emperor."

Jiang Ying's face was gloomy, she turned around and glanced at her, strode up to the steps, pointed at the bowl of medicine and said coldly: "What is this?"

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The maidservant immediately lowered her head when she heard the words, and replied tremblingly: "Back... back to Neijun, this is a soup to replenish the body. It is the prince's highness who made it boiled. He said that Neijun should take it as soon as possible, and then..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Ying's face changed almost instantly. Her whole face was distorted and hideous like a ghost, and even her tone of voice had a serious meaning, which made her feel worried: "Then what, make it clear !"

The servant girl was frightened by him, her frightened face seemed to be about to cry, and her fingers were trembling badly, and the concoction splashed out from the jade bowl from time to time, and she could clearly see her terrified expression at this time: "Yes ...Yes, and then His Royal Highness said that the emperor must give birth to a son-in-law as soon as possible, so that he can..."

This time, before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ying's face seemed to be covered with a ghost mask. His fair skin turned blue and purple, and the expression in his eyes was similar to that of a deadly ghost. She timidly wanted to check Jiang Ying's face at this time, but her hands were cleared suddenly, and a bowl of boiling hot concoction was spilled on her face in an instant, causing her to scream loudly.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

The servant girl's face was covered with the medicine, and her face turned red in an instant. Fear and resentment flashed in her eyes, but at that moment, she bent down and kowtowed repeatedly: "Mr. Nei, please calm down!"

Holding on to the railing on the corridor, Jiang Ying gasped fiercely because of her shortness of breath, and only recovered after a while, pointing to the hanging flower door not far away with a distorted face, as if exhausting all her strength and screaming: "You Go back and tell him immediately, do you want a son-in-law? He won't want it for the rest of his life! Let him have his own dream!"