After rebirth, I took the script of spoiling my wife

Rong Qing tied the gauze on Jun Yan and stood up.

"Qingqing is so caring." Jun Yan smiled and pulled Rong Qing into his arms.

Rong Qing was afraid that he would crush Jun Yan's injured arm, so he wanted to break free from Jun Yan's embrace.

Jun Yan thought that Rong Qing was still angry about his injury, so he wanted to coax people: "This time it's my fault, I should take good care of myself, Qingqing don't get angry, okay?"

"I'm not angry." Rong Qing gave up struggling helplessly.

"Then why doesn't Qingqing let me touch it?" Jun Yan said a little aggrieved.

Hearing Jun Yan's aggrieved voice, Rong Qing felt even more helpless: "It's not that I won't let you touch it, I'm just afraid of touching your wound."

Jun Yan glanced at the back of his hand that was tightly wrapped: "Qingqing wrapped it so well for me, it's already half healed, no matter how you touch it, it's fine."

Rong Qing knew that he was making a fuss over a molehill, but he was really afraid of seeing Jun Yan hurt a little bit, as long as he saw Jun Yan hurt, he would be uncontrollably nervous and worried.

"How did you get hurt?" Rong Qing caressed the back of Jun Yan's gauze-wrapped hand in distress.

"Accidentally scratched by a sharp corner." Jun Yan didn't care much about his wound, on the contrary, he was a little afraid that Rong Qing would find out if he continued to question him.

"Then you have to pay attention!" Rong Qing didn't like Jun Yan's indifferent tone.

"I will." Jun Yan didn't want Rong Qing to focus on his hands anymore, so he looked at the food box that Rong Qing brought: "What delicious food did Qing Qing bring me today?"

Hearing Jun Yan talking about the food box, Rong Qing remembered the food box he brought over just now: "I brought some pastries you like."

After saying that, Rong Qing hurried over, opened the food box, and brought out a small plate of pastries in the shape of pale pink petals.

Jun Yan also got up and walked over, stood beside Rong Qing, reached out to pick up a piece of pastry, and took a bite.

"I put down less candy this time." Rong Qing knew that Jun Yan didn't like candy.

"Well, the sweetness is just right." Jun Yan said with a smile: "Qingqing's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"..." Rong Qing's face flushed slightly, and the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.

Kofu

"My lord, Mrs. Jiang has summoned you to Ningxiang Yuan." The servant pushed open the door of Jiang Ye's study, and then respectfully said to Jiang Ye.

"Okay, I'll go there later." Jiang Ye stopped writing after hearing what the boy said.

Jiang Ye stood up after tidying up the table, and then walked to Ningxiangyuan.

"Mother." Jiang Ye entered the back room and saluted the middle-aged and beautiful woman sitting on the soft couch at the top.

"Ye'er is here, come and sit down." Mrs. Jiang greeted Jiang Ye lovingly.

Jiang Ye took a few steps forward and sat next to Mrs. Jiang: "Is there something for the mother to find her son?"

"I heard that there is an actor with a very pleasant voice living in your courtyard." Mrs. Jiang pretended to be casual and asked.

"He is the actor I recruited to the house."

Mrs. Jiang nodded, and then continued: "I heard that he has a good face, and you often talk by candlelight at night, and you are very close, is there such a thing?"

Jiang Ye has already realized that Mrs. Jiang must have heard something, and now she is questioning him.

"Where did mother hear that?"

"Don't worry about where I heard it, I just want to ask you, but you have feelings for that actor." Mrs. Jiang's tone became a little sharp: "I'm not the one who cares about your affairs, if you like it, you can accept it." , don't let him follow without a name or status, it will make that person feel wronged."

Madam Jiang's words were full of accusations that Jiang Ye was irresponsible to that person.

But Jiang Ye's face turned cold: "Mother wants me to accept him as a servant?"

"Then you still want to abandon him all the time?" Mrs. Jiang's face also became serious.

"I won't give up on him all the time. I want to carry a big sedan chair and marry him with red makeup." Jiang Ye said, looking at Mrs. Jiang seriously.

"!!" Mrs. Jiang's complexion immediately changed, and she took the stage and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, who do you want to marry?"

"Marry Qingyi." Jiang Ye said firmly.

"Impossible." Mrs. Jiang's face turned red with anger: "You will inherit the Jiang family in the future, and you will be the head of the family. If you marry a man, your life will be ruined, ruined, you know ?"

Jiang Ye clenched his fists, he knew it, he knew it all along, he didn't live for himself.But, why, he doesn't even have the right to like someone.

"Let me tell you, it is impossible for me to agree with you to marry a man. If you dare, I will die in front of you." Mrs. Jiang's tone became more and more intense, and she was very afraid in her heart. She was afraid that Jiang Ye would do it for a man. , will ignore it, then her hard work all the time will become a joke.

"Mother, you are forcing me..."

"You are forcing me." Mrs. Jiang couldn't listen to anything anymore.

"Mother, please calm down, your son is resigning." Jiang Ye didn't want to argue with the angry Mrs. Jiang, and strode out of the back room after saying goodbye.

Seeing Jiang Ye leave, Madam Jiang slumped on the soft couch as if she had lost all her strength.

……

In order to surprise Rong Qing on his birthday, Jun Yan secretly organized some people to decorate a manor in the suburbs of him a few days ago.

Cang Heng was very interested in arranging the servants in the villa, he knew that the prince wanted to give Rong Qing a surprise, so he wanted to complete this task satisfactorily, and he must not disappoint the prince's trust in him.

"Where you put it, that's right, that's right there."

"There is also this flower that needs to be arranged a little more neatly."

"Hey, you guys have to hurry up."

Cang Heng was directing people everywhere, Jing Shuo walked out from the back room, and saw Cang Heng trotting around, unable to stop for a moment.

He walked to the table, poured Cang Heng a cup of warm boiling water, and brought it to Cang Heng.

"Don't be busy, drink some water first." Jing Shuo put the water glass in Cang Heng's hand.

"Okay, okay." Cang Heng picked up the water glass, drank a glass of water in one gulp, then wiped the water stains around his mouth with his sleeve, and then wanted to go to work again.

But Jing Shuo pulled him back: "Go inside to warm up before going out."

"Hey, no need, my body can resist it." Cang Heng is a martial arts practitioner, so he can bear the cold in winter.

"Warm it up." Jing Shuo still insisted.

"I said no, hey, don't drag me..." Cang Heng wanted to refuse, but Jing Shuo dragged Cang Heng to the back room without saying anything.

"Master Cang, I..." When a servant wanted to ask Cang Heng where to put the things in his hand, before he finished speaking, Jing Shuo who was beside Cang Heng gave him a glaring look.

"Stop pulling me, he's asking me." Cang Heng wanted to break free from Jing Shuo's hand.

Jing Shuo glanced at the servant coldly: "Are you asking him?"

Startled by Jing Shuo's cold tone, the servant quickly shook his head and said, "No, no..." Then he turned around and ran away.

Jing Shuo turned his gaze back to Cang Heng: "No one asked you."

"Why are you like this!" Cang Heng was so angry that he wanted to cry, when did Jing Shuo become such, such a rascal...

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