"Empress Qi, Jianlu Courtyard has arrived!"
The carriage stopped, and Duo Wentian outside the carriage gave a warning.
"Ah, are you here so soon?"
The empress, who was putting on makeup with a silver mirror, raised her head in a panic, looked away from the mirror, and looked at Jiang Yunqing, looking flustered and confused like a little girl who didn't know what to do.
Excitement, panic, hesitation and many other complex emotions flashed alternately in those crimson eyes.
Jiang Yunqing gently held the empress's wrist and wanted to take off the silver mirror in the empress' hand. Perhaps because of nervousness, the empress held the silver mirror extra tightly.
Jiang Yunqing suddenly held her wrist, and the empress' eyes seemed to dodge.
It wasn't the discomfort of having Jiang Yunqing's hand held, but the thought of meeting Jiang Yunqing's master, Uncle Yang, when he got off the car, which made him a little timid for a moment.
"Why are you so nervous about such a small scene? You are King Qi and the Empress of Huanyinfang."
Jiang Yunqing smiled and stroked the back of the empress's hand. While motivating him, he took off the silver mirror from the empress' hand and put it back into the empress's dressing case.
"dare you laugh!"
The empress pinched Jiang Yunqing's waist in anger.
"Hiss~"
The empress didn't show any real moves, but she was really cruel. Jiang Yunqing didn't resist. He only felt the severe pain in his waist rushing straight to his brain. What the neurons fed back to his facial expression was an almost distorted twitch.
"Be gentle, be gentle, I just want to say, why are you so nervous? It's my master who should be nervous."
Jiang Yunqing's voice was a little distorted and painful.
Although his body is different from ordinary people, it is still within the realm of mortal flesh.
"Huh? Why?"
Jiang Yunqing's words made the empress a little confused: "Isn't it said that when a daughter-in-law meets her parents-in-law, the parents-in-law will make things difficult for the daughter-in-law and give them authority?"
"Forehead……"
Jiang Yunqing didn't know how to answer for a while. Isn't this the standard part of the boring house fighting drama in his previous life?
Does this world also have that kind of house fighting drama? It shouldn’t be!
Or maybe that kind of house fighting drama is a true portrayal of the kind of wealthy compound in this era?
To be honest, Jiang Yunqing couldn't understand.
People cannot understand things outside their own cognition. Jiang Yunqing has never been in contact with any wealthy families, whether in the past life or in this life.
Of course, I just haven't been exposed to that kind of inner-house life. In the past two years, I have come into contact with a lot of aristocratic families, big and small, although most of them have declined.
Could it be that the mansions of wealthy families in this world are really so bloody? Do those house-fighting dramas of later generations actually have historical evidence?
It’s hard to understand, really hard to understand!
There was no other way, Jiang Yunqing could only use what he knew to comfort him: "Ahem, there are no parents-in-law. Don't worry, my master will be gone..."
Well, although it is true, it seems a bit inappropriate to talk about my master like this.
As soon as the words reached his lips, Jiang Yunqing stopped abruptly and slapped himself in the face.
"How could anyone say that about his master?"
The empress was immediately amused and covered her mouth with a smile, feeling that most of the tension in her heart had dissipated in an instant.
Taking advantage of Jiang Yunqing's hand, they stood up and got out of the carriage together.
She raised her head slightly and saw the plaque with the words "Jianlu Villa" written on it. The empress suddenly felt uneasy again and couldn't help but hold Jiang Yunqing's hand tightly.
"Let's go, it's okay!"
Caressing the empress's back, Jiang Yunqing comforted her.
"Duo Wentian follows me in!"
The empress ordered Duo Wentian, took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Yunqing, and nodded solemnly: "Well, I'm not panicking!"
"Are you really not panicking?"
Feeling the slight pain in his hand, Jiang Yunqing couldn't help but laugh. He intertwined his fingers. The strength of the empress's slender fingers was almost as strong as clamping a stick.
"There's still a little bit..."
The empress's voice was very small, as thin as a mosquito's moan, and it was obvious that what she said was a bit false.
Before the two of them could knock on the door or open the door, the courtyard door opened on its own.
Zhang Yuan greeted him from inside with a smile, "When I heard the sound of the wheels, I thought it was some kind of distinguished guest coming to my door. It turned out that the young master was back."
His gaze passed over Jiang Yunqing and fell on the empress, "This must be the madam, please come in quickly, please come in quickly!"
"This is Lao Zhang, Xiaotong's father!" Jiang Yunqing introduced.
The empress made a fist with her left hand and covered her left hand with her right hand. As for the center of her abdomen, she slightly bent her knees and performed a standard Wanfu salute towards Zhang Yuan.
"I can't do it, I can't do it!"
Seeing the empress saluting him, Zhang Yuan suddenly panicked. In his self-definition, he was a servant, and the empress would be the mistress. How could the master salute him?
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
He, he, he can't bear it!
Jiang Yunqing quickly patted Zhang Yuan's shoulder comfortingly and changed the subject: "Okay, don't worry about this. Where is my master?"
"The old gentleman is waiting for guests."
Jiang Yunqing's strategy of changing the topic was successful, and Zhang Yuan's panic suddenly disappeared.
"oh?"
Jiang Yunqing thought, "Is it Mr. Shen who is here?"
It seemed that besides Shen Hui, his master had no other friends in Fengxiang.
Jiang Yunqing thought that his guess was correct, but Zhang Yuan shook his head with a half-smile.
"That is……"
Jiang Yunqing's interest was immediately aroused. If it was a friend introduced by Shen Hui, it was impossible to bypass Shen Hui and come directly to his master. Could it be another former friend of the master visiting?
"Master!"
Zhang Yuangang was about to answer when he was interrupted by a voice as clear as an oriole.
Jiang Tong ran out of nowhere and hugged Jiang Yunqing's waist.
"Well, Xiaotong!"
Jiang Yunqing responded and gently rubbed Jiang Tong's little head, "Have you listened carefully to your master's words recently?"
Two years have passed and Jiang Tong is now eleven years old. Under the care of Uncle Yang, the shortcomings of the previous years of wandering have almost been made up. The most obvious thing is the increase in height, which is almost 1.5 meters.
In the past, he could only hold Jiang Yunqing's thighs, but now he can barely reach his waist.
"Yes, yes, Xiaotong is the most obedient!"
Jiang Tong's sparkling eyes looked pure and flawless. Her little face had gradually opened up. Her appearance was not that outstanding, but those eyes would always leave a deep impression on everyone and make people feel relaxed and happy.
After nuzzling Jiang Yunqing with a look of fascination, Jiang Tong was willing to let go of Jiang Yunqing.
"Well, not bad, here's your reward!"
With that said, Jiang Yunqing took out a thread-bound book from his sleeve and placed it in Jiang Tong's hand, which was at a loss for a while.
Jiang Tong stared blankly at the thread-bound book in her hand. Now that she could read the book freely, she subconsciously read out the words on the cover.
"Puppet...Puppet...Sutra!"
"Yes, Not Bad."
Jiang Yunqing smiled and nodded, "This is my new work. It contains the great mysteries of the human body. You should study it carefully."
Jiang Tong, who still didn't know how to hide his expression, suddenly dropped his face when he heard the words "Have a good time studying".
"Thank you...Thank you Master, my little pupil will look good!"
Jiang Tong's little mouth pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.
