Jiang Shuo quickly opened his eyes.
There are still obvious red bloodshot eyes under his eyes.
"I was pulled into the realm of the void by an evil person, and he forced me to fight...
"I'm not pretending, and I'm not lying to you!"
After Jiang Shuo finished speaking, Wen Yuanjie was about to leave.
Jiang Shuo grabbed his sleeve, "I heard it all!"
Wen Yuanjie looked away, "Then you were dreaming! I didn't say anything."
"Xiaoyuan, brother is wrong..." Jiang Shuo said stiffly.
Wen Yuanjie was slightly startled and slowly looked down at his elder brother lying on the ground.
That big brother who used to be proud and arrogant, he was always right and others were always wrong.
"What did you say?" Wen Yuanjie asked.
Jiang Shuo grinned, and some smoke came out of his mouth.
"Ahem..." Wen Yuanjie choked and coughed due to the smell of burnt paste.
"Brother is wrong...you have grown up and have your own ideas, but I still treat you as a child and want to control your life.
"For now, I have handed over all the family business to your second and third brothers. I...experience the life of a slave.
"Oh, you know, in our family, it's my brother's 'one word'. I say exactly what I say, but I didn't know until I became a slave...
"If people cannot be their own masters, life will only be filled with suffering. The most painful thing is not the physical pain, but the aggrievedness, resentment, resentment and powerlessness in the heart."
Jiang Shuo pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a labored smile.
"That's it... I choose to be a slave myself. I also choose my 'master' myself.
"She's not nice to me... but she's not bad either."
Master Que frowned and glared at him.
Seeing that he was fine, Master Que was about to leave the room quietly.
"Don't leave." Wen Yuanjie called to her.
Master Que looked back at the brothers.
"Can...can my brother..." Wen Yuanjie hesitated.
Mr. Que immediately explained, "He didn't really sell himself into slavery. He is free and can leave anytime he wants."
"No, I mean," Wen Yuanjie coughed lightly, "Can you let him take off this makeup on his face? It's too ugly... I can't see it!"
Master Que: "..."
Jiang Shuo: "..."
Do young people today only care about appearance? Isn’t it okay to know that Xin’er is his brother?
No wonder he kept his face turned away, thinking that he refused to forgive Jiang Shuo... It turned out that he didn't see it.
Mr. Que nodded while holding his forehead.
Jiang Shuo got up from the ground and stumbled to wash his face.
Wen Yuanjie poured himself a cup of tea and muttered, "Let me tell you, I am quite influential in Dagu, so why have I never seen him before?
"You came to me, and I was still wondering! Did you hide my brother in the cellar?
"He has such a handsome face, but you made him look like this. How do you look at him every day? Doesn't it make you feel unappetized when you eat?"
Master Que snorted, "I never let him be in front of me when I eat."
After many years of separation, it was not easy for the brothers to finally sit together calmly.
Master Que is ready to leave.
But the two brothers have the same temper, being stubborn and timid.
Neither of them let her go. She had to push them forward a little before they could take a step closer to each other.
"My sister-in-law testifies that you can't interfere too much in my affairs from now on!
"If you want to do your best for me, you have to consider whether it's what I want! You also have to respect my own ideas!" Wen Yuanjie said.
Master Que choked on his tea, "What did you say? Who is your sister-in-law?!"
Wen Yuanjie looked at her innocently, "You! Didn't you say that my brother is free? Not a real slave?"
"He's not your slave. You worry so much about his affairs, aren't you attracted to him? Then what are you trying to do?"
Master Que's face heated up and he was speechless, "Of course not! I...I just..."
"I know," Wen Yuanjie nodded, "He pretends to be so ugly, but you must not feel it. Look, he is handsome now! So pretty! You can feel it now."
"Little brat! What do you know?!" Master Que shouted, slamming the table.
Wen Yuanjie chuckled, "Didn't you hear what my brother said?
"He said that he volunteered...he chose a master for himself! He wants you to be my sister-in-law!"
Mr. Que's face was red and hot for a while, and then pale again.
She stood up suddenly, glared at the brothers, kicked the stool behind her, and turned away.
Wen Yuanjie was startled, "Why is sister-in-law so angry?"
Jiang Shuo frowned, "The Queen said that she... has been injured, so she won't accept this easily, right?"
Wen Yuanjie nodded without knowing why, "Oh...then I, I'm leaving too."
As soon as Mr. Que left, the buffer zone between the two brothers disappeared, and the atmosphere became awkward again.
Jiang Shuo looked at his younger brother who was so tall that he was almost as tall as him.
For the first time, I discovered that he had really "grown up".
“Oh…Okay, then take care of yourself.
"If, if anything happens, come to me...
"Also, thank you...thank you for coming to see me."
Jiang Shuo has always been personable, calm and eloquent in the business world.
It was the first time that he spoke a few simple words so awkwardly.
Wen Yuanjie nodded, "You should also take care of yourself... It's better to find a doctor. Or write a letter and ask the Queen? What on earth is going on?"
"Yeah...I will." Jiang Shuo said.
The two brothers looked at each other, obviously they had a lot to say in their hearts, but they looked at each other but were speechless.
Wen Yuanjie hugged his fists and almost trotted away.
Jiang Shuo was in a mess...
He was excited to meet Jiang Yuan for a while, but worried about Que Ling at the same time.
When he thought of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and that old Taoist, he felt even more uneasy.
He asked someone to clean up the water in the room, spread the paper again, and sat at the table when he wanted to write a letter.
Suddenly an eagle landed at his window...
Jiang Shuo quickly opened the letter brought by Xin Ying.
As soon as it was unfolded, one could see the mature and steady handwriting of His Highness the Crown Prince.
His Highness said that the old Taoist priest was very unconvinced after seeing how well he wrote the "Calming Talisman", so he challenged him to a battle of wits.
The old Taoist priest is a member of the Supreme Emperor, and he agreed to just stop it and not harm his life...
He said a lot, but had only one main idea - let him not tell the emperor and empress.
Jiang Shuo frowned.
The prince is only eight or nine years old, right? Still a child! What ideas could he have?
What if the Taoist priest is a liar? What about bad intentions? Has he been taken advantage of?
Jiang Shuo then thought about Jiang Yuan's disappearance, amnesia, and even refused to recognize him... He hesitated again.
He held up the pen and only wrote the words "The Empress personally expresses her gratitude", but it was difficult to finish.
In fact, Jiang Shuo didn't need to remind him that Wen Jin was also checking on Zhou Lingfeng.
On this day, Xiaokui handed the sign to the palace for an audience.
Wen Jin was feeding the little princess, but he thought that Xiao Kuixu was here to report the found information.
She immediately sent a message to Xiaokui to see her in person.
Xiaokui bowed to meet him. She lowered her head and looked not in good spirits.
"Reporting to the Queen, I found out from my humble position..."
Her voice sounded like a mosquito's hum.
Even though Wen Jin had sharp ears, he couldn't hear clearly.
"Xiao Kui?" Wen Jin called her, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Xiaokui didn't raise her head and hummed in a low voice, "It's inconvenient to let too many people know..."
Wen Jin had no doubt that he was there. After all, Xiao Kui had not been with her for a day or two. She dismissed the palace attendants and asked Xiao Kui to come forward and talk.
