Qiao Jianghong came to Anhe Hall.
Mrs. Qiao sat on the soft couch, twirling Buddhist beads in her hand, looked at him meaningfully and asked, "What are your plans?"
Qiao Jianghong stood respectfully and asked, "What is grandma talking about?"
He had already guessed something, but he still pretended to be confused.
Mrs. Qiao sighed, feeling that her grandson's brain was getting more and more mushy.
"Shu Li, you're recovering well. The Marquis Mansion is destined to not be able to keep her. Don't go to her room again."
Qiao Jianghong's face sank. The old lady's tone was not to discuss with him, but to give an order directly.
He was extremely reluctant in his heart. He put on a face on the spot, but his tone was still very respectful: "Grandma, my grandson will not let Shuli go. My grandson has worked so hard to find her, so he will not let her go."
Mrs. Qiao's face turned dark, and she asked displeasedly: "Are you disobeying your grandmother because of her? What kind of ecstasy soup did this woman fill you with?"
Qiao Jianghong said in a deep voice: "My grandson made a promise to her and will definitely take care of her for the rest of her life. She lost her child because of her uneasiness all night long. Although she doesn't understand the rules, she is really devoted to her grandson."
Mother Wu advised: "Your Majesty, the rumors outside are very powerful now. If you still keep her, I'm afraid you will get into trouble!"
Mrs. Qiao's face became even more ugly: "I think you have been obsessed by her. What is the crime of doting on a concubine and destroying your wife? Did you put the entire Hou Mansion aside for her?"
Of course, Qiao Jianghong heard the rumors outside and was afraid in his heart. He had already decided to treat An Qien better. As long as he pays attention to his discretion in the future, everyone will forget about this matter as it spreads around.
"Grandma, my grandson will pay attention to her sense of propriety, and Shuli's grandson will not let her down."
Mrs. Qiao sneered and said angrily: "What if I insist on sending her away!"
Qiao Jianghong looked at the old lady with determination on his face: "Then the grandson can only be unfilial, and the grandson can only die to make amends."
Mrs. Qiao was so angry that she almost lost her breath. She picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at Qiao Jianghong: "You are a traitor, you will use this to threaten me!"
Qiao Jianghong knelt on the ground with a plop, lowered his head and confessed: "Grandma, my grandson knows his mistake. He will let his grandma teach Shuli the rules. Please don't drive her away. Half of my grandson's life was saved by Qi'en." , half of it depends on her to keep me alive, please have mercy on me."
Mother Wu frowned and gave Mrs. Qiao some relief. She glanced at Qiao Jianghong and smoothed things over: "Your Majesty, this old lady is all for your own good. Aunt Shen's kindness to you is nothing compared to Madam."
Half of Qiao Jianghong's shoulders were covered with tea leaves, and the area around his knees was covered with broken ceramic slag.
He lowered his head and said nothing.
This is his usual trick, and he has tried it every time.
Mrs. Qiao was so angry that she couldn't speak, and was helped to the bedroom to rest by Mother Wu.
Qiao Jianghong breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was still heavy.
He returned to Wenyuanju, changed his clothes, and came to Qiushuiju.
An Qien was reading and writing when Qingbi walked in and picked up the curtain to report: "Madam, the Crown Prince is here."
She put down her pen and folded the book and rice paper. Bai Lu took off the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and brought them Pu'er tea instead.
"Your Majesty." An Qien blessed his body.
Qiao Jianghong's face was dull. He sat on the couch, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea first.
An Qi'en also picked up tea and drank water with a calm expression.
Qiao Jianghong glanced at her and asked, "To be honest, do you want Shuli to stay in the house?"
An Qi'en put down the tea cup, smiled slightly and said: "I never wanted to drive her away, and I can see that the prince really likes her. The marriage between the prince and me is not what you and I want. I have no other choice." He asks that he be able to settle down and live his life in the Marquis Mansion. The prince has someone who shares his heart, and I am really happy for you."
When Qiao Jianghong heard the answer she wanted to hear, she didn't fight for it, and asked for nothing else. But Qiao Jianghong felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.
He is greedy. In addition to wanting his wife's generosity, he also wants his wife's admiration.
But he couldn't see any emotion on An Qien's face.
Qiao Jianghong felt very complicated in his heart. He looked at An Qien seriously and said slowly: "I will also treat you well. You are my wife, and this will never change."
An Qi'en smiled faintly and snorted coldly in his heart, disdainful of what he said: "I will also be kind to you."
Qiao Jianghong continued: "You often go to that grandmother's house these days, so stay with her."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
An Qi'en had already guessed that there was a conflict between the grandfather and grandson, and he was here again about Shen Shuli.
Then this matter must have something to do with Shen Shuli. Even if Qiao Jianghong doesn't come, An Qien will persuade Mrs. Qiao to keep Shen Shuli.
The blood debt must be paid with blood, and she also needs the help of Shen Shuli and Li...
The next day, An Qien went to Anhe Hall to pay her respects to Mrs. Qiao. She specially ordered someone to cook a bowl of lotus seed and red date porridge for the old lady.
After breakfast, An Qien helped Mrs. Qiao take a walk in the lotus pond in the mansion.
In the early morning, the air in the lotus pond was very fresh, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and Mrs. Qiao was in a better mood.
She asked bluntly: "Is it your husband who asked you to be a lobbyist?"
An Qien smiled slightly: "Nothing can escape grandma's eyes."
Mrs. Qiao glanced at her and asked, "It's a good thing for you that she's gone. Why do you want her to stay?"
The two walked slowly around the lotus pond, followed by several maids and women.
An Qien: "The prince has just recovered from a serious illness, and Shuli can make him happy. This is also a good thing. If Shuli is sold, the prince is a lover and will definitely have heart problems. Since ancient times, there are many people with heart diseases. I have a hard time. I just snatched him back from the hands of death. In the eyes of my grandson-in-law, everything except life and death is a trivial matter."
Mrs. Qiao suddenly had an enlightenment, her mood suddenly improved, and the expression on her face became enlightened.
She loved Qiao Jianghong the most and had doted on him since childhood. Thinking about life and death, Mrs. Qiao completely gave up the idea of selling Shen Shuli out of the house.
She patted An Qien's hand and said gently: "You are still the most virtuous, the most understanding of justice, and the most thoughtful."
At this point, Mrs. Qiao sighed silently and cursed: It would be better if she had a child.
An Qien smiled slightly and walked with her for a while before going back.
Shen Shuli had an ear and knew immediately that she had saved the day, but what she couldn't figure out was why An Qi'en kept her!
This woman is clearly uneasy and well-intentioned, what on earth is she going to do!
Shen Shuli couldn't guess, so she simply stopped guessing. She was now focused on taking good care of her body and giving birth to Qiao Jianghong's child.
Qiao Jianghong has become more restrained, he doesn't dote on Shen Shuli exclusively, and he is much kinder to Qingcui. Apart from not staying overnight with An Qien, he usually eats at Qiushui Residence.
The days became calm again.
Aunt Liang was very anxious. Mrs. Liu introduced several small merchants to Liang Wanru. As a result, they all thought that she had a bad background and was unwilling to marry her as his wife. A concubine was fine.
Liang Wanru didn't want to be a concubine for a small businessman, and the looks of those people were not to her liking.
