Jiang Muhan wiped his bloody fingers for a moment.
The man who had always been as cold as ice and remained calm before the collapse of the mountain actually showed a slight confusion on his expression.
Jiang Muhan's expression changed, and his expression slowly turned from blank at the beginning to speechless. There was a hint of gritted teeth in his cold voice, "Master Hou, how can we have a eunuch in our family?"
Only then did Zhongyong Hou Shihua's expression calm down.
"Master Hou!" Mrs. Hou pushed him hurriedly, "Yue'er is still covered in blood. Please quickly ask Governor Jiang to sit down. I will bandage Yue'er's wound and come over to say thank you."
Marquis Zhongyong finally came to his senses.
Jiang Muhan stared at him pitifully, their eyes met, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.
When they arrived at the drawing room, Marquis Zhongyong's attitude towards Jiang Muhan completely changed. ?.?????.???
Not only did he bring the tribute tea that he was usually reluctant to drink, but he also asked the housekeeper to buy the whole city's preserved fruits and candies in one go.
He knew that coaxing the little Zaizai around Jiang Muhan was more effective than coaxing Jiang Muhan himself.
However, the little Zaizai was too worried about Jiang Muhan, so he stuck his fluffy head into Jiang Muhan's arms and refused to come out no matter how much he was coaxed.
"Be good, brother, it's okay." Jiang Muhan gently stroked the little Zaizai's back, "Be obedient."
Zaizai said dullly, "I won't listen."
You have to hug your good-looking brother and stick to your good-looking brother. It seems that only in this way can you make your good-looking brother feel better.
My little brain couldn't figure it out. Why was my good-looking brother still vomiting blood when he had less black energy on his body? ?
Xiao Zaizai felt deeply powerless.
Only blood and a pair of eyes can't protect her handsome brother. She still has to learn a lot!
Jiang Muhan was helpless and could only hold the person in his arms and comfort him in a low voice.
A single word could make the blood of the nine tribes splash on Meridian Gate's thin lips, but at this moment, his tone was gentle.
The handsome and cold face also had human emotions.
He patiently coaxed the little Zaizai, who was crying silently, and took candies and fun things. He was so overwhelmed that Zhongyong Hou was simply dumbfounded.
It's one thing to know that Jiang Muhan has adopted a little baby, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes!
He had no doubt that if it weren't for his presence, Jiang Muhan would still be able to make a face.
Marquis Zhongyong imagined Jiang Muhan's handsome and cold face making a grimace, and immediately shuddered.
"Master Hou," Jiang Muhan frowned at him, "Why are you looking at our family like this."
Marquis Zhongyong waved his hand hurriedly, "Where is it?"
Marquis Zhongyong calmed down and asked in a deep voice, "Governor Jiang, you have saved my whole family. With such a great life-saving grace, do you think I just need to adopt this little baby instead?"
After learning about Xiao Tuantuan's life experience, Marquis Zhongyong found it even more incredible.
How could a person like Jiang Muhan do this for a completely unrelated child? ?
With such a huge life-saving grace, why wouldn't someone like Jiang Muhan quickly take advantage of it and make the entire Zhongyong Hou Mansion a weapon in his hands? ?
However, Jiang Muhan only wanted him to adopt a little baby?
Marquis Zhongyong secretly observed Jiang Muhan, fearing that the big devil was harboring some conspiracy.
However, after thinking about it, Jiang Muhan seemed to have... indeed not taken action against the Zhongyong Hou Mansion.
Several generations of members of the Zhongyong Hou family have been involved in officialdom. It is impossible to say that they are completely innocent.
Especially the Ninth Prince, who poses the greatest threat to the throne, even if the Zhongyong Hou Mansion has not thought of treason, he still has to deal with it.
However, Grand Master Jiang killed all the nine tribes, and there was no trouble at all in the Zhongyong Hou Mansion.
However, these two little babies were only adopted in recent months. Jiang Muhan couldn't have planned for today from ten years ago, right?
Marquis Zhongyong’s head was about to burst.
At this time, Mrs. Hou and Yan Yue also packed themselves up and came to thank Jiang Muhan.
Yan Yue's neck was wrapped in thick layers and he walked in with a stiff head. Before anyone could say anything, he knelt down with a thud, held his neck and said, "Governor Jiang, Yan Yue wants to accept you as his teacher!"
Mrs. Hou, Hou Zhongyong:…………
Why does this kid always think of one thing and another?
Mrs. Hou was so anxious that her face turned red.
Oh my God! This stupid son didn’t even look at who the other party was! That was Jiang Muhan, whom the whole of Dayong hated and feared!
Who dares to have anything to do with him? ?
However, just as Mrs. Hou was about to explain, Yan Yue straightened up and said sincerely, "I know that everyone is afraid of Governor Jiang and dare not provoke Governor Jiang."
"However, Yan Yue knows that Governor Jiang is a good man who cares about the world! Everyone you kill has a reason to die!"
Jiang Muhan's beautiful fox eyes raised.
The little Zaizai who was hiding in Jiang Muhan's arms also turned his head, stopped crying and looked at the serious Yan Yue.
"Yan Yue wants to learn the skills of the Governor. Yan Yue wants to fight on the battlefield and protect his family and country. He doesn't want to just be a heir apparent who is content with having fun!"
Yan Yue took the opportunity to block Zhongyong Hou and his wife who wanted to reprimand him, "My father often regrets that he was under the shadow of his ancestors and was honored by his ancestors, and did not have the opportunity to contribute to the country. My father and mother must understand Yue'er's thoughts!"
Jiang Muhan's eyes deepened.
"Oh?" Jiang Muhan lazily raised his voice, "If you practice this skill, you will become like our family.
