Jiang Jingyu sat up and gently tapped his sore waist: "Xiaodie? Xiaodie?"
Xiaodie who was guarding the door hurriedly walked in after hearing her voice: "Young Madam, you are awake!"
As soon as I walked into the inner room, I saw the clothes scattered on the floor and the pink bellyband hanging gently on the screen...
This wasn't what shocked Xiaodie the most. What shocked her the most was that the flush on Jiang Jingyu's face had not gone away, and there were dense red marks all over her neck, even on her chest! !
Xiaodie hurriedly lowered her head, "Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate!"
Blushing, she picked up the clothes scattered on the floor and hurried to the front closet to take out a clean set of clothes.
"Young lady, my servant will change your clothes."
Xiaodie lowered her head and waited in front of the bed, waiting for Jiang Jingyu to get up.
Jiang Jingyu endured the discomfort and got out of bed. Due to swelling somewhere, she was a little awkward when walking. She walked slowly to Xiaodie, turned her back to her and opened her arms.
The bruises all over her body were exposed in front of Xiaodie without any cover. Xiaodie's pupils trembled and she called me a big bastard in her heart! !
Xiaodie quickly helped Jiang Jingyu put on a dress, and provided her with services such as washing and twisting her hair!
As soon as Jiang Jingyu finished washing, several maids came to Biluozhai carrying meals and supplements.
"Young Madam, these are the meals and supplements sent by the slaves that the Old Madam ordered. The Old Madam said that the Young Madam should have a good rest these days and we will discuss the account book later."
Jiang Jingyu looked at the food on the table and still didn't understand. The news of their consummation last night had already reached the old lady's ears!
Jiang Jingyu held her chin in her hands and looked at the meals and supplements in front of her. She could already imagine the old lady's expression at this time.
…
The people in the Prime Minister's Mansion have been extremely busy these days, and even the joy brought by the fact that Jiang Jingran was canonized as the third prince's concubine has been diluted a lot.
Mrs. Hong was immediately furious when she learned about the loss at An Manor. Now the housekeeper has been busy running errands back and forth to An Manor, thinking that she can recover some of the losses.
After Jiang Jingran came out of Madam Hong's room, he happened to meet the boy serving the Prime Minister on his way back.
"Miss."
When the boy saw her, he lowered his head and called out.
Jiang Jingran looked at the meal in the boy's hand and said in a deep voice, "Where is father?"
"Back to miss, the master has locked himself in the study since the morning. Miss, go and persuade him. The master didn't eat a bite of the dinner last night, and he didn't have time to eat the breakfast this morning. If this continues, what will happen to the master's health? You can endure it!"
Jiang Jingran frowned: "Leave the food box to me and I'll go there myself."
"Yes, yes! Thank you, Miss!"
When Jiang Jingran came to the study, the Prime Minister was sitting in front of the desk with a frown on his face, looking at the book in his hand solemnly.
"I heard that my father hasn't eaten for two meals. Ran'er has prepared some meals in the kitchen. Father, please eat some first."
The Prime Minister didn't even raise his head: "Let's leave it there first, I'm not hungry yet."
Jiang Jingran walked over with the food box in hand: "Father, in half a month it will be the wedding of my daughter and the third prince. Father, you must take care of yourself."
When the matter was brought up, the Prime Minister finally raised his head.
He looked at the daughter in front of him who was sensible and proud of him with a look of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his irritable face.
"What Ran'er said is that a father cannot fall down at this time!"
"Father is relieved that he can think of Ran'er like this. No matter when, father must remember that Ran'er needs you. Even if it is for Ran'er's sake, father must take care of himself!"
As Jiang Jingran spoke, she took out the meals from the food box. While the Prime Minister was drinking porridge, she quietly glanced at the book on the desk.
After reading the above content clearly, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Does father plan to just swallow this? I know that father doesn't want to make the matter bigger due to his status, but what he did is too much. !”
"Mother has become ill because of the incident in Anzhuang. Father, my daughter cannot swallow this breath!"
The Prime Minister paused while drinking the porridge, then looked up at Jiang Jingran, seeing all the cruelty and unwillingness on her face.
The Prime Minister immediately gave up the idea of drinking porridge, and said with a solemn expression: "Ran'er, even if this matter is strange, we can't act rashly without evidence, so we can only forcefully swallow this mouthful of coptis."
"Father, isn't it obvious whose handiwork this is? This is clearly Fu Yanci taking revenge on the Prime Minister's Mansion for that bitch Jiang Jingyu!"
Jiang Jingran clenched his hands tightly, all the tenderness of the past was gone.
That day at the Cuju banquet, she was trampled under the feet of that little bitch Jiang Jingyu and was humiliated. No matter what, she was going to get angry!
Fortunately, now she has become the third imperial concubine appointed by His Majesty, and her status has undergone earth-shaking changes. What if Fu Yanci is a mighty general who is about to be named?
No matter how noble her status is, can she be more noble than her, the third imperial concubine of His Majesty?
Her father was afraid because of Fu Yanci's status, but she, Jiang Jingran, was not afraid!
In addition to the Prime Minister's Palace, she now has a bigger backer.
Thinking of what the third prince said that day, Jiang Jingran's face flashed with a blush, and he suddenly had a plan in his heart.
The Prime Minister couldn't understand Mo Ruo's father, especially Jiang Jingran, who had grown up beside him since childhood. He could tell Jiang Jingran's mood at a glance.
The Prime Minister put the bowl in his hand aside heavily and warned with a stern face: "Ran'er, this matter involves Anzhuang. Don't tell anyone. Once others know about it, it will definitely bring disaster to the Prime Minister's Mansion!"
If a high-ranking minister like the Prime Minister were to find out that he was running a secret bank in private, he would definitely be slandered by someone with ulterior motives.
Slandering him as disloyal. As long as such remarks spread, it will inevitably arouse His Majesty's suspicion and alienate them.
Although the Prime Minister is not a good husband or a good father, his loyalty to His Majesty is remarkable!
Jiang Jingran lowered his head to hide the unwillingness in his eyes, and said obediently: "Yes, my daughter will remember her father's words."
The Prime Minister kept staring at Jiang Jingran's back and didn't look back until she left the study.
The Prime Minister always felt that something was wrong with Jiang Jingran, but he suppressed his worries after thinking that she had always been calm and calm.
His thoughts just now had been interrupted by Jiang Jingran's words. The Prime Minister threw the meal aside with a sullen face and continued to pick up the book on the desk.
Although this incident caught him off guard, it did make him discover the shortcomings and problems of the new law.
It just so happens that we can take this opportunity to perfect the new laws, which will be more conducive to the development and stability of their country, the country of Beiming.
It has to be said that although Fu Yanci was a military general, his meticulous thinking was not inferior to any civilian official.
The Prime Minister admires this from the bottom of his heart.
Although he knew that Fu Yanci was most likely responsible for this incident, he did not feel any resentment towards him because of it.
…
On the other side, the Fu family's old house.
With Qi Lingyun by her side these days, Mrs. Qin no longer feels that her life in the old house is too torturous.
She even fell in love with her life in the old house. She didn't have to ask for greetings and didn't have so many rules. It was quite relaxing.
In addition, Qi Lingyun was always good at observing people's emotions, and her words often made Mrs. Qin laugh, which made Mrs. Qin fall in love with her even more.
Nowadays, even the maids around Qin are extremely respectful to Qi Lingyun, calling Miss Lingyun on the left and Miss Lingyun on the right.
"Is aunt awake?"
Qi Lingyun, who was arranging flowers in the garden, asked.
The maid said respectfully: "If you reply to Miss Lingyun, Madam is still asleep."
Qi Lingyun smiled helplessly: "Let's go and send the flowers I arranged to my aunt. I'm afraid she will miss the Shangsi Festival performance if she doesn't wake up."
Qi Lingyun smiled and walked briskly towards Qin's room.
After Qi Lingyun's insinuations these days, Mrs. Qin has promised to take her back to the general's mansion.
As long as she entered the general's mansion and saw her cousin Yanci, she had all the means to squeeze out the man in the mansion and let her cousin Yanci marry her as his wife.
Qi Lingyun thought happily and followed the maid to Qin's room.
In her sleep, Ms. Qin's face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and she was sweating. She kept waving her hands and shouting "No, no!"
Upon seeing this, Qi Lingyun hurried forward and grabbed Qin's hand with a worried look on her face: "Aunt, aunt, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"
At Qi Lingyun's call, Qin finally woke up from the nightmare and slowly opened her eyes.
The moment she saw Qi Lingyun's face, Mrs. Qin shuddered and threw her hand away! !
