Chapter 3 The affectionate prime minister’s short-lived first wife (3)

Passing through the winding verandah and walking along the gravel-paved corridor, two beautiful figures walked toward the courtyard where the main house of the Jiang family was located.

"Miss, do we really not need to go to Jiangjiayuan?"

Shaoyao felt happy to see his young lady finally getting tough. However, at this moment, when she heard that the other party was not even willing to go to Jiangjiayuan to visit Mrs. Fang to explain, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Mrs. Nafang's complaint skills were something she and her young lady had learned from.

Turning his head and seeing the other party's slightly frowned brows, You'an knew what the other party was worried about: Jiang Yi, as a filial son, listened to his mother's words the most. Now, he not only beat up Mrs. Fang's men, but also even

He doesn't want to go to the morning and evening routines every day. When the time comes, all Mrs. Na Fang has to say is just a few random words. Will Jiang Yi have to like himself?

"Don't go!"

Taking small steps, You'an walked into Mrs. Jiang's yard with peony on his face calmly.

No matter how many doubts there were in Shaoyao's heart, You'an, who kept his eyes closed and walked forward without saying a word, glanced at the courtyard door in front, closed his mouth, and followed quietly.

In the back.

"Second Young Mistress?"

Aunt Zhang who was standing in front of Mrs. Jiang saw You'an coming with a maid, and she murmured in her heart: Doesn't Liu Lanqing go to Mrs. Jiang Jiayuanfang every day to relax in the morning and dusk?

Looking at the sun going west in the sky, I don't know what I am doing in the main courtyard!

"Mother Zhang, it's a hot and muggy day, so the maid in my yard made some Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup. Thinking of my mother's love for me, she sent some over, hoping to relieve my mother from the heat."

Looking at Aunt Zhang, although there was a flash of dissatisfaction with her in her eyes, no matter from the rules or from her words, she showed respect for herself as the second young mistress. Youan was very satisfied: she is worthy of being the first lady.

The one in front of me is the one who got on the stage better than the mistress.

But after hearing You An's words, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but be stunned: Who in the entire Jiang family didn't know that Liu Lanqing loved the second young master of the Jiang family to the point of being humble, even if the latter's biological mother was just a concubine, she still treated him as a concubine.

Just now, my mother-in-law comes to serve me filially.

On the contrary, Mrs. Jiang, a very close mother-in-law, has been married for three years, and the number of times she has come to visit her is very few.

But, is the second young lady the only one in the Jiang family who doesn't know etiquette and rules?

Thinking of this, Grandma Zhang smiled bitterly in her heart. Thinking that the other party was willing to pay a visit, she naturally led the person in.

Mrs. Jiang, who had just come out of the Buddhist hall, couldn't help but be a little confused when she heard that Liu Lanqing had come to pay her respects. As soon as she washed her hands and sat down, she saw that beautiful and graceful figure walking in behind Grandma Zhang.

"Mother!"

As soon as Fang entered the door and saw the woman with a bloodless face and a haggard face sitting quietly on the couch, You'an felt a sympathy for her in his heart.

She knew that this feeling belonged to the original Liu Lanqing.

In Liu Lanqing's memory, Mrs. Jiang did not end up well in the end. As soon as the Jiang family became prosperous, Mr. Jiang couldn't wait to "die" of Mrs. Jiang and straighten Mrs. Nafang.

It's not that Mr. Jiang loves Mrs. Nafang very much, it's just that the latter's biological son has become a popular figure in front of the current second prince and future prime minister.

At this moment, looking at Mrs. Jiang who was sitting on the couch with a dignified face and a faint sick look on her body, I thought that it would not be long before she "died of illness".

The sound of "Mother" made Mrs. Jiang's angry eyes glow with a little life, and she looked at You'an with a bit of searching eyes. After a while, she returned to her calm look, and asked Madam Zhang to look at her carefully.

Mom shows you where to sit.

"Mom, Lanqing hasn't seen her for a long time. She misses her very much. There are many words in her heart that she wants to talk to her. I wonder if it's convenient for her?"

Looking at the sick and frail appearance of the other party, You'an seemed to have seen Liu Lanqing from the last life to the later stage, and there were waves of sympathy in his eyes, which were pure sympathy.

When Mrs. Jiang heard You'an's words, she was stunned for a moment. Then when she saw the sympathy in his eyes, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart: Jiang Laoer's idiot wife is actually sympathizing with her?

Are you really so miserable that even a fool would sympathize with you?

Although he had doubts, he still sent away his servants and left the house to himself and You'an...

"Miss, what did you say to the madam? Why does the madam look much better than when we first came here?"

After half a stick of incense had passed, Youan just walked out of Mrs. Jiang's house and walked towards the small courtyard where he lived with his maid Shaoyao.

The crickets in the garden kept chirping. When Youan heard Shaoyao's question, he stopped and said softly: "I just told her that her present is my future..."

"No, it won't happen. Miss, my uncle will love you so much, and he will never do this to his wife..."

After hearing You'an's words, Mrs. Jiang's lifeless face immediately appeared in front of Shaoyao, and she firmly did not believe that her young lady would fall into this situation.

"How do you know that Mr. Jiang didn't love Mrs. Jiang in the past?"

Seeing the maid's fierce denial, a layer of coldness appeared on You'an's face. If it hadn't been for the tragic experience in his previous life, Liu Lanqing might not have believed that he would die at the hands of his lover.

In fact, Mrs. Jiang was still lingering in Mrs. Jiang's position for more than ten years. On the contrary, it was her who retired after the Jiang family's great cause...

"Madam, do we really have to do what the second young lady says?"

The clear light of the moon shone in through the window lattice. Under the gauze curtain with a gentle breeze, Grandma Zhang couldn't help but feel a little uneasy as she thought about Mrs. Cai's instructions.

"If you give it a try, at least you still have a life. If you continue to endure it, I'm afraid my life will be handed over here..."

Seeing that the silver needle stained with her own blood had turned black, what else did Mrs. Jiang not understand: she had to make room for that woman...

Thinking that the person on her pillow who had been with her for many years could be so heartless, she felt that her whole life was like a joke.

While he was laughing at himself, he thought of Liu Lanqiang's cool eyes, and couldn't help but feel that he was incomparable to even a junior. He stood up, with complete determination, and began to make arrangements according to what he and You'an had said...

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"Did you let someone beat up Grandma Wang?"

On the other side, as soon as You An stepped into the small courtyard door with Shaoyao, he heard a cold question.

Looking up, I saw a man in white clothes and black hair standing quietly under the moonlight with his hands behind his hands. The night breeze was blowing gently, and his clothes and hair were flowing and elegant, giving people a sense of coolness and inviolability.

Yes, even though Liu Lanqing had married Jiang Yi before, she always regarded her as that cool fairy who descended from heaven. She couldn't bear to let her worry about those mundane things, nor could she bear to frown because of the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

care.

However, at this moment, when You'an saw Jiang Yi, he didn't feel that kind of love at all. He only had overwhelming hatred. That hatred came from the original emotions hidden in his chest...

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