"You've already planned it, haven't you?"
Liu Xinyue's eyes were bloodshot and red, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
It seems that at the beginning, Ji's decision to let her into the house as a concubine was only superficial, and it was only true when she got the deed of sale signed by herself.
The deed of betrayal is in her hand, and she can use it to threaten herself at any time!
Ji smiled slightly, her voice soft and pleasant.
But the words she spoke made Liu Xinyue's heart feel cold.
"You just realized?"
Ji stood in front of Liu Xinyue.
Yan Jiaojiao turned his head and looked at the two people.
Mr. Ji wore a sky-blue colored Luo Yi with a long skirt of the same color underneath. Her hair was tied high into a high bun, with only a jade hairpin in her hair.
The attire is simple, but whether it is the exquisite embroidery patterns on the clothes or the fine carvings on the hairpins, they all convey a sense of wealth.
In contrast, Liu Xinyue was still tied and fell to the ground. Her hair was already a little messy, her dress was loose due to the struggle, and her expression was even more ferocious.
One is full of momentum, the other is in a state of embarrassment.
【This comparison...】
Yan Jiaojiao sighed fakely.
【It’s too tragic. 】
If she wasn't too young, she really wanted to grab her father's ear and ask him how he could still fall in love with a woman like Liu Xinyue who was born with an aunty attitude when he had a beautiful, dignified and good wife at home.
Ji leaned over, met Liu Xinyue's angry gaze, and smiled happily.
"But don't worry, your daughter is of the Hou family's blood after all."
"When the time comes, as my aunt, I will have to arrange a good place for her, right?"
"Everyone says, like mother, like daughter. As a mother, you are happy to be a concubine, so I guess your daughter won't mind either."
Liu Xinyue rolled her eyes, and passed away not knowing whether she was angry or frightened.
Yan Jiaojiao looked at her like this and shrank into Tang Rui's arms.
Good guy.
Mom, if you act like this, you will end up as a vicious aunt in the novel.
At a glance, Ji saw her daughter pretending to be covering her eyes, but secretly looking at herself through the gaps between her fingers, and couldn't help but smile even more happily.
Yan Jiaojiao walked over and held her daughter in her arms. Yan Jiaojiao immediately smiled obediently.
"Let's go."
Ji took the people and prepared to return to the Peony Garden.
Before leaving, she told the two rough ladies in Taohuawu, "Go and untie Aunt Liu. Unfortunately, everyone passed away."
"From today onwards, Aunt Liu is banned from Taohuawu. She is not allowed to go out without me."
After saying that, he left Taohuawu with a group of maids and women.
Before I returned to the Peony Garden, I saw Grandma Chen rushing to Taohuawu.
A few days ago, Grandma Chen's second son Chen He got married, and Mrs. Ji asked her to take care of it at home with peace of mind.
Didn't she just come back as a errand? Grandma Chen had already heard about the big events in Taohuawu. How could she still sit still?
I didn't even take a sip of water, I hurriedly rushed to see the excitement.
"Hey, this, this is all..." Finished?
Grandma Chen felt quite regretful - she neither saw Yan Hongfei's crooked eyes nor Liu Xinyue's embarrassment.
"Why did grandma come in?" Mrs. Ji held her daughter in her arms and smiled as she walked, "Didn't I say that you would take this opportunity to rest for a few days?"
Nanny Chen stepped forward to pick up Yan Jiaojiao, coughing and sighing, "If you knew that Mr. Liu was cheating Mr. Hou, I would have come in a long time ago!"
Not being able to slap Liu Xinyue with her own hands, Grandma Chen felt that the matter did not end satisfactorily.
Yan Jiaojiao looked at the old man who always looked a little regretful and couldn't help but giggle.
What a lovely old lady.
………………
"So, Lord Yanhou is really suffering from a stroke right now?"
The Ninth Prince asked Yan Jiaojiao curiously.
The emperor thought that he had reached his age and it was time to go to palace school.
But the Ninth Prince didn't want to go, so he spent a lot of time coquettishly and wallowing in front of the emperor.
The emperor felt sorry for his younger son, so he agreed to it and asked him to play for a few more months before entering the palace to study after the New Year.
So, His Highness Ninth Prince came to Nan'an Marquis Mansion again.
But this time, he didn't come by himself. He came back with Yan Rong.
Ordinarily, if his father is ill, Yan Rong and Yan Jing, as his son, will return home to take care of his illness.
But whether it is Yan Hongfei or the old lady, they are all happy from the bottom of their hearts to be able to get into the palace.
Therefore, no one asked Yan Rong to come back to serve him.
They didn't mention it, but Yan Rong couldn't pretend not to know. After all, at this moment, the Marquis of Nan'an, who was only in his thirties and in the prime of life, suddenly suffered a stroke and asked for leave. It was also a new thing in the capital.
When Yan Rong came back to visit his father, the Ninth Prince followed him.
【No. 】
[The imperial doctor pricked him with needles every day and looked at him like a hedgehog. 】
[Just like this, my mouth is still crooked in the past two days. 】
Yan Jiaojiao really felt sorry for his father's outstanding face.
A small cup of sour plum soup was placed in front of the Ninth Prince.
He stirred slowly with a small silver spoon, and the two small pieces of ice in the sour plum soup hit the porcelain bowl, making a very pleasant sound.
Osmanthus flowers are also added to the sour plum soup.
Yan Jiao Jiao's nose is filled with the sweetness of osmanthus and the coolness of sour plum soup.
She couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Ji and Tang Ruili would not let her drink this stuff.
She blinked her eyes and looked at the Ninth Prince pitifully.
The Ninth Prince put down the small silver spoon and drank the sour plum soup in one gulp.
Yan Jiaojiao: "!"
[Let me tell you, you will lose me if you do this! 】
Yan Jiaojiao was anxious.
She felt that she already had some friendship with the Ninth Prince.
After all, we have faced assassins together, right?
Why are you so reluctant to even try sour plum soup for yourself?
"Don't come here." The Ninth Prince took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. Despite his small size, his movements are quite elegant.
"I gave you half the fruit last time. Queen Mother, Aunt Yong'an, Aunt Cheng Wangfei... I have never received a supercilious look from them all. Do you still dare to give you chilled sour plum soup?"
The Ninth Prince thought about the consequences and took a breath of cold air.
Yan Jiaojiao snorted and decided to kick the Ninth Prince out of his friend list.
Seeing that she turned her head and no longer looked at him, the Ninth Prince smiled and moved his feet to the other side.
Yan Jiaojiao's eyes were dull and dull.
[What is friendship in front of sour plum soup? 】
Ninth Prince: "..."
Taking it out of his arms, the Ninth Prince took out an object and said, "This is for you to play with. Can friendship be restored?"
Yan Jiaojiao took a closer look and saw that it was a white jade nine-link chain.
Not to mention, this thing is quite exquisitely made and made of good jade material. It looks shiny and moist when facing the sunlight.
【Friendship is priceless. Don't think you can bribe me with anything! 】
Yan Jiaojiao muttered in his heart, but he stretched out his hand honestly and grabbed the nine rings.
