The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

The young ladies in the yard couldn't help but keep silent, and they all looked over.

I saw Ji Mingshuang walk under a plum tree.

There were four or five men standing under the plum blossom tree, all the young masters of the official family who were transferred from the local area this time.

The young masters have just arrived in Shangjing, they are unfamiliar with life and have no outstanding talents, so they cannot get along with the family members.

Just get together and make fun of yourself.

They all know who Ji Mingshuang is.

Seeing the other party coming, he hurriedly bowed.

Ji Qi Gongzi.

Hello, Seventh Young Master.

...

Ji Mingshuang stared straight at the man in the corner.

The man was stunned for a while, and leaned against the younger brother next to him shyly.

Ji Mingshuang almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't say anything about his appearance and background, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was a thousand miles away from his Ji family.

But this character, this temperament, is so bad!

A big man, as cowardly as a girl's!

The Wuguī raised in his backyard is more imposing than this eldest son of the Wu family! !

Not as good as that Yang Er Yang Weitian! ! ! !

Ji Mingshuang wanted to leave.

But Ji Yunxi, that guy, is a master who will not die until the heart of the river.

If the brothers don't help, she has her own methods, and they are all methods that are even more shocking.

What can I do?

Ji Ming was so angry that he became calm.

He and the others nodded in greeting, then looked at the brother-in-law who might be the future brother-in-law: Brother Wei An?

Wu Weian's voice was so low that he could hardly hear him: Ji Qi Gongzi, what's the matter with you?

Ji Mingshuang began to miss Yang Weitian: Can you take a step to speak?

Wu Weian glanced at the somewhat dumbfounded brother next to him, and hesitated: This, this

Wu Er hurriedly stood up: Ji Qi Gongzi, what are you looking for with your brother? My brother is not very good at talking to others. You can talk to me if you have anything.

Ji Mingshuang closed his eyes, too lazy to say more, he pulled the person and left.

Wu Er was startled and wanted to come out to stop him.

Wu Weian glanced at the other party lightly, then turned pale, followed Ji Mingshuang's strength without saying a word, left the courtyard, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The crowd exploded all of a sudden, as if a drop of water splashed into the oil pan, and the sound of the trough came one after another.

Ooooooooo! Ooooooooo!

Ooooooooo! Ooooooooo!

Ooooooooo! Ooooooooo!

...

Wu Guanshan looked bewildered: What are you all babbling about? What happened? Who is this person? Why did Brother Ming Shuang be upset?

Brother Guanshan, you just came to the capital, so you don't know.

Have you just seen the woman accompanied by Mingshuang?

Wu Guanshan nodded, feeling embarrassed: I see, it should be the younger sister of the Mingshuang brothers, the third girl of the Ji family.

That's right! The three girls are no longer under the porch. Brother Mingshuang has come to invite the son. That means that the son is the three girls want to see.

Hey hoo! Woe hoo! This scene seems familiar.

I vaguely remember the lotus banquet three years ago, so Yang Er was also invited away by Ji Qi.

After a few days, the two families got married.

The third girl of the Ji family is really, not very good at picking on her husband's eyes...

A few brothers in the Ji family don't care?

It's not like you don't know that the elders of the Ji family spoiled the third girl like something.

Hey, what my father said is true, if you love it, you will harm it.

Don't say that in front of brother Mingshuang.

I know, I know it.

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After Ji Mingshuang took Wu Weian to the side room, he was invited out.

He sat in front of the steps not far away, the cold wind whistled past, and snowflakes fell on his shoulders.

Ji Mingshuang sighed softly.

Then Yang Weitian, it's really good.

To lose is to know how to cherish.

This Wu Weian, he certainly can't let him be the son-in-law of the Ji family.

Otherwise, let my sister continue to mess around like this.

Ji Mingshuang could almost foresee his sister's tragic and miserable life.

He has to figure out a way.

Outside the room, Ji Mingshuang was thinking of a way.

Inside the room, Ji Yunxi was making tea.

There is a fire in the side room, which is very warm.

Ji Yunxi sat behind the table, surrounded by pearls, and the country was beautiful.

Wu Weian bowed his head and huddled by the door, wearing cotton-padded clothes, feeling uneasy.

The two didn't speak for a while.

The water used to make the tea is the snow water from the plum trees picked by the maids.

Ji Yunxi stretched out his hand and poured boiling water into the fine purple clay pot.

In an instant, the aroma of tea overflowed.

Ji Yunxi poured the tea, looked up, looked at the man by the door, and said hello, Long time no see.

Wu Weian's uneasy face showed just the right amount of doubt and confusion.

Ji Yunxi picked up the cup, took a sip, and tasted the other party's micro-expression.

It's really good, in modern times, you can be a powerful actor.

Ji Yunxi: Nine years have passed, and Wu Gongzi's singing has gotten better and better.

Hearing this, Wu Weian looked at Ji Yunxi.

Ji Yunxi looked back calmly.

After a long while, Wu Weian smiled.

Then he calmly sat down on the side of the desk with a very sincere tone: It's rare that the third girl still recognizes me.

Chapter 4 Thigh Are You Married?

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