Jiangmen's blue-topped carriage drove to the river quickly, Murong Zihua hugged Yao Jin into the car, his white clothes were mostly soaked under Yao Jin's struggle and the soaking of the river, and when he walked ashore, the north wind was naturally biting and cold, but he didn't look at the cloak that the little guy was holding over, and he didn't want to hand over Yao Jin in his arms to anyone, so he just threw down a sentence coldly before hurriedly getting into the car: "Go to Chalin Yuebai's traces, corpses or living people, you must bring one back, you must be fast." Then he touched Yao Jin's face with his forehead very gently and carefully, and without knowing what to say, the carriage headed towards the Jiangmen compound.

The people in the courtyard had never seen the always arrogant young master Murong in such a posture, and they were all stunned, and they couldn't speak all the way, until the carriage arrived at the gate of the compound, Murong Zihua carried Yao Jin and walked into the door quickly, and a little servant came to his senses: "The young master was holding it just now, it was a woman?"

"yes, it seems to be the girl in the backyard who doesn't talk much-"

"Young master—you actually hugged her?"

"That's right. ”

"But the young master has never even helped his wife's hand outside......"

......

Although Jiang Jianing ordered that no one in the courtyard should be allowed to discuss this matter, for a woman who inexplicably lived in the young master's study who couldn't even live in his wife, especially if this woman was still an outsider doing chores in the backyard, such news had to make all kinds of heated discussions and speculations among the people in the courtyard, especially the girls.

"I've seen her when I went to the backyard, always plain, with a low face, as thin as a dead branch, I really don't know where the young master likes her?"

"Yes, Madame's fairy-like appearance, but she has never had to serve in the young master's study, and the young master may not go to the lady's room once on ten days and eight days, but that half of the sheng has been living in the young master's study for several days!"

"It's really distressing for Madame, our entire Jiangmen is Madame's dowry, but Madame is just the young master's side room......"

Jiang Jianing, who came out of the study, heard a few girls talking under the porch, especially the word "side room", which made her very harsh, and her face suddenly became a little ugly: "Do you want to be punished for doing your own thing, talking about the master's family here?"

A few girls were startled and hurriedly retreated, Jiang Jianing was just about to leave, but saw Jiang Yingyue standing there with a lonely face on the corridor on the other side, and a snack box in her hand.

"Yue'er......" Jiang Jianing walked over and shook her hand distressedly, "You're not in good shape, why did you run out?"

Jiang Yingyue bit half of her lip, nodded and said, "Aunt Ning, that half-sheng...... It's Her Royal Highness the princess and the wife of her husband, right?"

"Shhh-" Jiang Jianing looked left and right, and said softly: "Hao Yue'er, you haven't known the young master for a day or two, you know him, he won't be tempted by any woman." ”

Jiang Yingyue's eyes looked at the door of the study obsessively, and said softly: "But he has never looked at a woman so gently, even if it is to the concubine, it is different......"

"This one is really different, her background and what she has done along the way - she is no ordinary woman. Jiang Jianing stretched out his hand to straighten a colorful butterfly in Jiang Yingyue's hair, "It's just that the young master has no love for her, it's all a military event." Good Yue'er, don't think about it too much, with Jiangmen, you will always be the young master's Mrs. Yue. ”

"Yes, is that really the case......" Jiang Yingyue's eyes were like water, her eyelashes were long, and there was endless tenderness between her eyebrows, but even if she had grown up together since she was a child and had been with her for many years, she also knew that she had never had any real love from Murong Zihua.

"Please Aunt Ning give these snacks to her husband, and Miss Bansheng. Jiang Yingyue gently handed the food box to Jiang Jianing, was silent for a moment and turned to leave. Her steps were so light and so heavy, and her colorful skirt fluttered and fell, like a wounded butterfly, but she didn't know where to fly.

Jiang Jianing sighed secretly, and then carried the food box to the study, "Young master, Mrs. Yue sent some snacks." ”

"Bring it in. ”

"Yes. ”

Jiang Jianing, who pushed the door in, saw that there was no one outside, and when she heard Murong Zihua say come in, she entered the inner room, and just turned the screen and lifted the fur curtain, but she was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of her: in the inner room lit with soothing incense, Yao Jin, who was wearing only a middle coat and a tiger skin blanket on the outside, leaned indifferently on the side of the bed, she ** her feet, one trouser leg rolled up to her knees, her pale skin was bruised and dark red everywhere, and Murong Zihua was half-squatting, and she was drugged extremely carefully.

"Young, young master, let's let my subordinates do this kind of thing!" Jiang Jianing hurriedly put down the things in his hand, hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the medicine, and said while wiping Yao Jin: "What a noble identity the young master is, if Concubine Zhen knows about it, wouldn't she be very sad." ”

Murong Zihua said indifferently: "There is no one here, how can the concubine know? ”

Jianing didn't dare. It's just that Miss Bansheng's body is naturally carefully taken care of by her subordinates, and His Royal Highness really doesn't need to do it himself, but he can only wait for His Highness to do the big things outside. Jiang Jianing thought of the pitiful eyes of Yingyue outside the door just now, and felt a little unfair in his heart, so he deliberately did not mention Yao Jin's name, and only called her Bansheng.

"Bansheng, Bansheng, you have such a name, do you want to say goodbye to the first half of your life? How old are you? This is half a life?" Murong Zihua looked at Yao Jin, who had been silent, and reached out to open the food box on the table, which contained several plates of extremely delicate snacks, with a faint fragrance, rushing to his face.

Smelling the fragrance, Yao Jin finally reacted, she pushed away the white tiger skin blanket on her body, took the medicine in Jiang Jianing's hand, and said in a sand voice: "Master Jiang, I'll come by myself, you go out." ”

Jiang Jianing's body froze, and he didn't seem to want to get up, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Yao Jin's calm but deep eyes, Yao Jin glanced at her lightly, and added: "Yingtang now, I don't know if it's in Beijing or fighting outside?"

“...... The young master, the half-sheng girl, Jianing retired. ”

It wasn't until he heard the sound of her closing the door that Yao Jinfang dropped the medicine in his hand, didn't wear shoes, walked to the table with a limp, and sat down barefoot, as if he was hungry, picked up the snacks and devoured a few, until he was choked and coughed, and then stopped.

Murong Zihua poured her a cup of hot tea, and casually pulled a coat of his own and draped it over her, his tone was three points cold and seven points proud, which Yao Jin was familiar with: "Eat, come back to life?"

Yao Jin drank the warmth in the lotus cup in one gulp, and snorted lowly, "Young Master Murong, if you arrange a foreign girl who is not even a subordinate to this room, wouldn't it be the same as putting me under the spotlight for people to see with a magnifying glass? ”

"Misunderstanding?"

"Didn't Jiang Jianing just misunderstand that you are addicted to a woman like me, who is not a woman, worried that you will miss your great cause of revenge, and worried that the wife of the Jiang family will lose your favor. ”

"Oh, that's what you think?" Murong Zihua looked at the lotus cup in her hand and said casually, "You're right. ”