Chapter 91 Unfeeling

Style: Girl Author: HanguWords: 2309Update Time: 24/01/18 14:40:07
The other end.

Jiang Zhengming returned home after handling his official duties.

Seeing his gloomy look, Yang stepped forward to help him undress and untie his belt.

Jiang Zhengming pulled her hand away and asked, "Didn't you and Jiao'er swear that that evil girl would come back?"

Yang had never seen Jiang Zhengming speak to her in such a tone.

She felt a thump in her heart.

"Husband, what do you mean by this? Could it be that the housekeeper found her and why didn't anyone tell me?"

Seeing Jiang Zhengming's cold eyes, Yang quickly lowered her eyes and said, "If Yue'er comes back, I will go to the gate to greet her. I should be affectionate to her to avoid any estrangement in her heart."

Even though she was the first wife, she was still so carefree and gentle. Jiang Zhengming suppressed the annoyance in his heart.

He raised his arms, and Yang hurriedly went up to help untie the official robe.

"Husband, did the refugees bump into you today? Does the Prime Minister know that you led someone to rescue him?"

Yang seemed to care about Jiang Zhengming, but in fact, she was worried about her little Jiujiu.

It would be even better if her sweetheart could climb into the Wei family.

Jiang Zhengming took off his official hat and placed it on the hat cabinet next to the clothes rack.

He said calmly: "There was no collision. The refugees dispersed, and the Prime Minister hurried back to the backyard to see Mrs. Wei. He must also know that the emperor sent people from the Ministry of Revenue to go there."

"Mrs. Wei must be frightened. I will prepare a generous gift tomorrow and take Jiao'er to visit her."

Jiang Zhengming nodded slightly, agreeing with Yang's proposal.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion is in a state of chaos due to the refugees. I'm afraid that Mrs. Wan Wei doesn't want to see guests either. So don't go there tomorrow. It's better to go there in a few days."

"I have told the housekeeper that there is no need to send people out to look for her. I saw her outside the Prime Minister's residence today."

When Jiang Shuyue was mentioned, Jiang Zhengming's annoyance rose again.

"Really? That's good, Yue'er can tell you when she will go home and where will she live these days?"

Mrs. Yang's eyebrows were filled with joy. People who didn't know it thought she was looking forward to Jiang Shuyue's return home.

After changing into regular clothes. Jiang Zhengming felt much more relaxed.

A maid brought a basin of water in, and Jiang Zhengming washed his face and hands.

Yang poured a cup of herbal tea with her own hands and served him to drink it.

The heat on his body has subsided, and he should feel refreshed, but Jiang Zhengming today is not as energetic as before.

He walked to the couch closest to the ice basin and sat down, leaning back, as if his whole body was slumped on the couch.

He looked at the rafters with empty eyes, "Five years ago, my husband should have listened to you. If I hadn't been so ruthless, her attitude wouldn't be so decisive today."

Thinking about the marriage promised to the Wu family, Jiang Zhengming's temples jumped suddenly, and even his brain hurt.

Yang twisted her waist and walked over to squeeze Jiang Zhengming's shoulders, "Husband, what do you mean by this? Has Jiao'er disobeyed you again?"

Jiang Zhengming sighed, "It would be easier if she was just disobedient, but she looks at me like I'm a stranger, let alone telling me where she lives."

"She refused to go home and did not recognize me as her father. She also said that she would come back one day to pick up her mother's coffin."

Yang's eyes flashed with joy.

Su's memorial tablet is enshrined in the ancestral hall, and Jiang Zhengming and I go to the ancestral hall to worship our ancestors every time.

When she knelt down and kowtowed, she felt uneasy and panicked. She always felt as if she was kneeling down to the Su family.

It was just like the scene when she entered Jiang Mansion and knelt down humbly to serve tea to the Su family.

Every time she went to the ancestral hall, she had the urge to smash the tablets when she saw them.

If Jiang Shuyue wanted to take it away, she would be eager to do so.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a while.

Yang rolled her eyes flirtatiously, "Husband, if she really doesn't come back, the only way to avoid offending the Wu family is for us to find another marriage for Jiao'er."

"The lintel of a family is higher than the marriage of the Wu family."

"You mean the Wei family?"

Yang nodded, "That's right. Apart from the Wei family, which other family in the capital can the Wu family take a high look at?"

"To be on the safe side, when the evil girl comes back, we should try our best to persuade her to come back and accept the Wu family's marriage. The young masters of the Wei family are all arrogant and not so easy to get along with."

"Besides, the eldest son and second son of the Wei family are already married. Is it possible that we, Jiao'er, should be allowed to be concubines?"

Upon hearing the word "concubine", the strength in Yang's hand increased by two points.

"Impossible! Our little girl is as beautiful as a flower, dignified and graceful, how can she be a concubine for others? The Prime Minister's house has many heirs, so isn't there another young master?"

"My husband can't bear to let Jiaoer be wronged, and I can't bear it even more. Husband, it's not like you don't know how I humbled myself in front of my sister."

Yang said as he stopped squeezing his hands, picked up the ropa and pressed it on his nose.

"If my husband hadn't taken good care of me, I would have been tortured to death by Su Shi."

Jiang Zhengming felt a throbbing pain in his heart and reached out to hold Yang's hand.

She sighed and said, "Mother Jiao'er, I'm sorry that I have made you feel wronged. If you had told me this as soon as possible, I would have treated you as an equal wife while Su was still alive."

"Husband, don't take it to heart. It's all in the past. As long as I stay by your husband's side for the rest of my life, I will be content."

A few heart-warming words made Jiang Zhengming want to slap himself.

These days, I often stay in my concubine's room and neglect Mrs. Yang.

He secretly decided not to stay overnight in his concubine's room in the future.

How did he know that Mrs. Su had never set any rules for Mrs. Yang in the past, let alone talked about teasing her.

Even when Su was alive, he stayed in Yang's house all night, and Su never complained.

Later, when Su's health became worse and worse, he took in two more concubines.

Jiang Jiaojiao was very surprised to learn that Jiang Shuyue was unwilling to return to Shangshu Mansion.

"Mom, she may have someone to rely on outside. Otherwise, why would she wear gold, silver and brocade and ride in a big carriage?"

"Your father said that there is a coachman who knows kung fu beside her, and my mother is also wondering, did she become an outhouse for someone else?"

Jiang Jiaojiao raised the corners of her mouth and smiled happily, "Mom, my daughter used to be jealous of her for having a good figure and a charming skin. She doesn't love herself so much. It would be better not to come back to our house, so as not to hinder me. marriage."

"That's right, so what if you are beautiful? Why don't you become a shady wife? Don't worry, Jiao'er. Go get some new jewelry and buy some beautiful dresses. Mom will take you to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion in a few days. Madam Wei."

The mother and daughter talked for a while, and Yang gave Jiang Jiaojiao several large banknotes before leaving.

Thinking that Jiang Jiaojiao would live a lowly life from now on, Jiang Jiaojiao felt happy.

"Caiyan, go and ask the servant to continue inquiring about Jiang Shuyue's whereabouts and see whose outer room she has become."

The capital is so big, and Jiang Shuyue goes to Caotang Street every day to personally decorate the medical center.

Jiang Jiaojiao found out about Jiang Shuyue's whereabouts within five days.

"What? She showed up at the Women's Clinic! Could it be that she resigned herself to becoming a flower girl and contracted a disease?"

Caiyan was so frightened by Jiang Jiaojiao's reaction that she shrank her neck and said timidly: "I don't know, I don't know. It was Xiao Liuzi who said that the eldest lady appeared in front of a medical clinic on Caotang Street."