"Yes, yes, I know, you despise him."
Jiang Wan pulled her to sit down, "We all understand you, but we can't resist your order."
"Really annoying."
Song Jiuli pursed her lips and said angrily: "If I had known, I would also have arranged a marriage in Jiuzhou."
It's not her turn.
"I've met countless people for you, but you don't look down on them."
Mrs. Song curled her lips, "It's too late to regret now."
"mother."
Song Jiuli was extremely angry and held Jiang Wan's arm again, "Sister Wanwan, you are the smartest, help me think of a solution.
I really don’t want to marry him, what do you think I should do now? "
"wait."
Jiang Wanxi's words were like gold. When she uttered a word, Mrs. Song expressed her understanding, but Song Jiuli was confused.
"What's the meaning?"
“It was not peaceful to come back to Kyoto this time, and now the situation is complicated.
The emperor's body may not be able to sustain you until you get married. When the new emperor comes to power, you can find a way to cancel your marriage. "
Jiang Wan lowered her voice, and when she came in, she asked Qiu Yan and the others to leave, lest the walls would have ears.
Song Jiuli's eyes widened, her pretty eyes full of surprise, "Mom, Sister Wanwan, this..."
"Okay, relax."
Jiang Wan patted her shoulder, "You should eat and drink. As for Jin Congwen, if you don't want to see him, don't see him.
Anyway, you're not married yet, so he can't force you to do anything. "
"I see."
Song Jiuli sighed, "Then if I bear it a little longer, mother, will anything happen to us?"
After experiencing an exile, Song Jiuli was now frightened and frightened.
"Don't worry, your father and your brothers are here and they will protect you."
Mrs. Song is not afraid, but they can't avoid these things at all.
"And I."
Jiang Wan flicked Song Jiuli's forehead, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled.
With Jiang Wan around, Song Jiuli opened her heart, and everyone had a good chat.
After a while, Qiu Yan came in and said: "Your Majesty is really powerful. Jin Congwen returned with nothing in just a few words."
"Jin Congwen is a shameless person. As long as you ignore him, Li'er, there will be nothing he can do."
Jiang Wan felt a chill when she thought of the Queen Mother's attitude.
First, she used Song Jiuli to marry her nephew and grandson, and now she also wants to stuff the fifth princess into the palace.
He really went to great lengths for that position.
At noon, everyone had dinner together, all of which were Jiang Wan's favorite dishes. Jiang Wan felt warm in her heart.
Even Mrs. Song said: "Wanwan always feels like something is missing when she's not here. This is the feeling of a family."
"There's still one person missing."
Song Jiuchi snorted, prompting Song Jiuli to talk back, "You're not talking about your future wife, are you?"
Song Jiuli was very angry because he was given a marriage and Song Jiuchi had nothing to do.
Song Jiuchi scratched his head naively, "Yes, there is also Chu Chu."
"Mr. Chu has a special status. You should be careful when meeting Chu Chu in Kyoto."
Song Qing was a little worried. The Dog Emperor kept watching their house, just in case something bad happened if he knew that they had such a good relationship with Mr. Chu.
"Dad, don't worry, Chu Chu and I are very careful when we meet."
Song Jiuchi's face was full of sweetness. It seemed that he had coaxed Qi Chu well, and Jiang Wan didn't have to worry about it.
He looked at Jiang Wan, "Sister Wanwan, Chu Chu said it's not convenient to come to you now, I hope you don't mind."
"I'm not stupid."
Jiang Wan sighed, "I still miss Grandpa Chu a little bit, but unfortunately the situation is unclear now, so I can only avoid it."
The meal felt a bit unpleasant at the end, so Jiang Wan went straight to the pharmacy after returning home.
The scar removal medicine for the Eighth Prince was out of stock in her space, so she had to make some.
Taking advantage of her free time at night, Jiang Wan made a lot of ointments.
Nowadays, there are all kinds of medicinal materials in space, and Jiang Wan is very handy, mainly making external medicines for the eighth prince.
After doing this, Jiang Wan entered the palace early the next morning, and met Song Jiuyuan at the palace gate who was going to the morning court.
"You came so early?"
"I almost forgot that you have to go to court early."
Jiang Wan smiled awkwardly. She originally wanted to see the Eighth Prince before everyone got up.
This way, they don't have to be invited here and there, and they almost forget that they have to go to court in the morning.
"The Eighth Prince also has to attend the morning court, Wanwan, you have to wait."
Song Jiuyuan gently rubbed her hair and said, "I'll wait for you at the palace gate to go back together."
"good."
Jiang Wan was not in a hurry to enter the palace. When the morning court was almost over, she walked towards the eighth prince's palace.
She came at just the right time, the Eighth Prince had just returned from the morning court.
Perhaps because of what she said in front of the Queen Mother yesterday, there were indeed a few more sweeping boys in the yard.
But Eunuch Bai was even more distressed, and he ordered these people with a grimace.
"What's going on with you? Is this what you did all morning?"
Jiang Wan and Qiu Yan took a look and saw that the ground had not been cleaned at all. At most, the fallen leaves were cleared.
Several eunuchs gathered together to chat. Eunuch Bai scolded them. They laughed and said:
"He's just an unpopular prince. Does he really think of himself as his master?"
"That's right, what's the difference between this place and the cold palace?"
"It's all the fault of that man named Jiang, otherwise we wouldn't have to be sent here to fend for ourselves."
"..."
Listening to what these people said, not to mention Eunuch Bai, even Qiu Yan was furious.
The next second the clinker stood in a daze beside the tree, the Eighth Prince held a sword in his hand and struck the person who spoke first.
He stared at the people speaking with evil eyes, and his tone was cold.
"If you don't like it here, you can leave at any time!"
The man's arm was cut so deep that the bones were visible in the flesh. He jumped in pain and said hurriedly:
"Ah ah ah, Your Highness, this slave is wrong!"
"Your Highness, a slave shouldn't spit shit out of his mouth."
"It's my fault. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
"..."
The sinister appearance of the eighth prince was a bit scary, and several eunuchs were trembling with fear.
Now that they all belong to the Eighth Prince, even if they are killed, no one will make the decision for them.
The clear eyes of the Eighth Prince were completely different from their current appearance, and Jiang Wan's pupils shrank slightly.
She always reminded Qiu Yan, but she forgot to remind herself that she couldn't believe anything the people in the palace said.
Perhaps feeling someone looking at him from behind, the Eighth Prince slowly turned his head and met Jiang Wan's complicated eyes.
The Eighth Prince hurriedly left and threw away the sword in his hand, and the sinister look in his eyes was replaced by bewilderment.
"Sister Jiang, I..."
"No need to explain, I understand."
Jiang Wan asked Qiu Yan to wait outside while she carried the medical kit into the house.
"I'm here for your follow-up visit, come in."
She didn't want to know the Eighth Prince's mastery skills, because those clear eyes seemed fake to her right now.
It was because she took it lightly, always feeling that he was still a student at his age in modern times.
But he never thought that if he didn't have any means, how could he survive until now?
