Jiangmo's heart was like a knife in an instant, and even the fingers that grabbed the corners of his clothes were constantly trembling.

Seeing Huan Yi say this, the Protector glanced at Zheng Qiang who was kneeling on the ground again, his gloomy face was solemn, as if he was thinking about how to deal with this matter.

He was just a momentary gaffe just now, but the Zheng family is indeed his most powerful subordinate above the court, and he has to win over him no matter what.

Thinking of this, his gaze fell on Huan Yu's body, "Are you willing to do this family business?" ”

Jiang Mo froze for a moment, and involuntarily looked at Ke Huan's body, but saw him slowly stand up and kneel on the ground, "The son begs his father to be the master." ”

She bit her lip tightly, and her face was a little frighteningly pale.

Huan Yi looked down at her, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "He agreed." ”

At this time, Zheng Qiang looked at Huan Yu with a happy face, her eyes were a little scorching, but she kowtowed heavily, "Thank you Lord Protector for your success." ”

The house suddenly rose up with joy, only discussed the good day and auspicious day, and then wrote the eight characters of the birthday, and only let the fortune teller come to see the day.

Jiang Mo was dragged out of the Grand Commander's Mansion by Huan Yi, the cold wind was howling on the side of the street, and the sky was gloomy without any luster, as if everything could be swallowed up.

The sedan chair and carriage outside were all parked there, and the mansion was so busy that even the little maid guarding the door was called away.

Huan Yi's pace was very fast, and she almost staggered behind him, her delicate wrist was almost crushed by him, she didn't seem to feel anything, and she didn't cry out for half a sentence.

Finally, Huan Yi stopped next to one of the carriages and only threw her on. As if taking care of the child in her belly, he still used his arm to protect her lower abdomen.

Jiang Mo only sat on the tiger skin blanket of the carriage, and the green silk covered half of her cheeks.

"Sad, isn't it? Look at how you look now, like a resentful woman? He brutally grabbed her chin with his hand, forcing her to turn her face to himself, "Why do you have to force Young Master Ben to marry her, and now that man has married her, you are sad to be like this?" ”

The octagonal palace lamp in the car shone on her cheeks, and even the tears on her face were clearly illuminated.

"Is he the one you have in mind?" Huan Yi's eyes were bright and scorching, but his face was as cold as ice.

"It's not him, it's not." There was a tremor in Jiangmo's voice, as if he was saying to Huan Yi, and he seemed to be comforting himself again.

Hearing her words, the anger on Huan Yan's face finally gradually dissipated, and he only reached out to wipe the tears on her cheeks, but his movements were so gentle.

"Young Master Ben will believe you this time." His voice was almost squeezing out between his teeth.

The carriage fell silent for a moment, and Huan Yi's fingers stopped on her cheek, and before he knew it, he had wiped the tears on her face dry.

Under the bright octagonal palace lamp, her face was a little pale, but her eyes were faintly watery after crying.

Huan Yan involuntarily cupped her cheek, leaned his face over, and his hot lips just fell on her lips. But she was like a frightened deer, she suddenly moved back half an inch, her head touched the carriage, and she didn't know the pain, but looked at him with a frightened face.

In an instant, Huan was like falling into the abyss, and it took a long time before he let out a cold sneer, "Young Master Ben is really stupid, he even believes your nonsense." ”

Jiangmo didn't know why she wanted to hide, and she couldn't even control her body.

Seeing that she had been silent, the last trace of tenderness in Huan Yi's eyes was also dissipated, "Your heart is with him, even if it is given to Young Master Ben, Young Master Ben will only feel disgusting, you only give birth to that child, whether it will be life or death in the future, and it has nothing to do with the Protector Mansion." ”

Jiang Mo's hand couldn't help but slowly stroke her lower abdomen, she knew that there was no child inside, but it was still very uncomfortable.

"This child is so pitiful that even her mother doesn't like him." Huan Yi's gaze finally slowly withdrew from her stomach, and the sourness at the corners of her lips could no longer be dissipated.

After saying that, he lifted the heavy felt curtain and jumped straight out of the carriage.

It wasn't until she walked far away that she slowly opened the curtain, looked at his back faintly, and gradually disappeared into the long street, with loneliness and depression, as if she was an abandoned child.

Jiang Mo couldn't help but think of his mother, Mrs. Wen Shao.

That woman didn't seem to have ever smiled after marrying into the Protector's Mansion, even if she was cold and indifferent, she just ate fasting and recited Buddha every day.

I remember one day, when Jiang Mo passed by the door of the Buddhist hall, he saw Huan Yi standing there, and there were several grandmothers standing in front of him. It seems to be desperately trying to explain something.

Jiangmo was far away that day, and he only heard Huan Yi, who was still a child, and shouted in an angry voice, "Since you don't like Ah Yi, why did you give birth to Ah Yi?" ”

Just when his back completely disappeared into the long street, he saw a little guy hurrying over, and when he saw Jiangmo in the carriage, he hurriedly asked respectfully: "Why did the girl leave the house first, what about the little master?" ”

Jiang Mo slowly closed his eyes, and could vaguely hear the noise coming from the Grand Commander's Mansion, "He has already returned to the mansion, you go and go about your own affairs first, I will only rest here." ”

The little servant also hurried away, and soon the little servant of the Grand Commander's Mansion came back from his busy work, and sat under the lion at the door, gossiping.

The Grand Commander's Mansion is also full of people, and the news of what happened in the Shicai House has spread, and they all have no scruples to talk about their masters.

At this moment, I saw a faint figure hurrying over, and when I passed by the carriage of Jiangmo, the horse pulling the carriage was frightened and let out a neighing sound.

Soon the little guys came over, "What people?" ”

"May I ask if there is a girl named Jiangmo from the Protector's Mansion, she is the concubine of the little son of the Huan family." A man's voice came from outside, his voice was clear, and he didn't sound very old.

When Jiang Mozi heard his name, he suddenly opened a gap in the felt curtain of the carriage, but saw a young man of about twenty, but he saw that he was quite smooth, handsome, elegant, and graceful.

"Why do you know the woman who made the ink? What is the relationship? One of the boys asked.

"I ...... I am a fellow countryman with her, and I have only seen her once today, and I have something to say to her. He had been silent for a long time before he said this, but anyone could tell that there was a mystery hidden in it.

"We can't control the people of the Protector's Mansion." One of the boys said impatiently, "You've found the wrong door." ”