Chapter 170: For Her

One can imagine what his mother's death meant to him.

Jiang Shu'er grabbed the belt of her clothes tangled and rubbed it, and said, "That...... I didn't mean to ......"

"Yes, yes, not intentionally." Yang Xuan also immediately agreed, and no one understood what these things meant to him better than him.

Seeing this, Han Yu warmed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

It's all in the past anyway.

He's not that vulnerable, and a few words can make him sad.

After this incident, the sullenness in Yang Xuan's heart has also disappeared a lot, and no matter how depressed he is, he can't send people away, right?

As a last resort, he had no choice but to take them on to the garden.

"It's a bicolor chrysanthemum here, and it's quite a lot of work to cultivate, so there aren't many of them."

The old man explained.

Jiang Shu'er took a few steps forward, and among the many bicolor chrysanthemums, she chose a pot that best suited her eyes, and turned around and said, "This pot may let me take it away?" ”

Among the flowers, the girl turned her head, her eyes seemed to be rippling with a pool of spring water, and she looked at them with a smile.

The two teenagers were stunned, Han Yu, who was the first to come back to his senses, he glanced at Yang Xuan, who was still stunned, and said, "It's just a pot of flowers, I think he's the master who is willing to cut his love." ”

When Yang Xuan heard the last few words, he suddenly came back to his senses, "Yes, this garden was originally built for you, and it is naturally yours, you can want as much as you want." ”

Seeing Jiang Shu'er so happy, he was naturally even happier.

The old man looked at them with a smile and said nothing.

Jiang Shu'er didn't ask him for this garden, she only held the pot, and when she left, she was still reminiscing about the fragrant appearance of the autumn chrysanthemum in the garden.

"Hurry up, you won't be able to catch up any later." In the carriage, Jiang Shu'er urged more than once.

When the driver heard this, he immediately threw several more whips.

Yang Xuan sat in it leisurely, and she didn't see any nervousness, "What's the hurry, where is this going, the bride hasn't gone out yet!" ”

"If you have to wait until you go out, you won't be able to catch up."

Jiang Shuer was dissatisfied, she actually just wanted to see the bride come.

Han Yu, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes, "It's not dusk yet, it's still too late." ”

As soon as she heard him speak, Jiang Shu'er inexplicably calmed down, and at the same time, she didn't forget to stare at Yang Xuan, who was eating tea leisurely.

As soon as she arrived at Wujin Bofu, the sedan chair at the door had just risen, Jiang Shuer jumped out of the carriage and stretched out her head to look, but unfortunately she could only see the big red from the corner of the window, and the red hijab with gold thread embroidered mandarin ducks.

She was quite disappointed, and then saw He Xian riding on a tall horse, the two had a holiday, and when they saw it again, they naturally didn't have a good face.

However, Jiang Shu'er didn't say anything, after all, it was a day of great joy, and she didn't look at the monk's face but also the Buddha's face.

Uncle Wujin's family is her grandmother's maiden family, and it is inextricably linked with the Jiang family.

And He Xian didn't seem to want to pay attention to her, so he only bowed his head slightly and left with the sedan chair.

The gongs and drums were noisy, and the young men who sent off their relatives were all graceful, their faces were like jade, and the jelly beans and copper coins were sprinkled behind them all the way.

Such a happy event, no matter who wants to get some, is especially many people rushing on the road.

Wujin Bofu also specially sent guards to avoid stampede injuries.

Seeing the sedan chair getting more and more, Jiang Shu'er felt a little melancholy.

I don't know what it's like to sit in that sedan chair.

She died early in her last life, and the Jiang family had an accident in the year she said she was married, and no one dared to get involved with her, let alone get married.

Seeing that there was a faint envy in her eyes, Yang Xuan said solemnly to her: "Shu'er, don't worry, you will definitely be more beautiful than this when you get married in the future." ”

Jiang Shu'er raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Who told you I was thinking about this!" ”

She snorted and ignored him.

It's just that I didn't expect that this sentence would become a prophecy in the future.

Back in the house, Jiang Shu'er was first dragged by Lin Liu to ramble for a while, and then she was busy greeting guests.

By the time she was done, it was already time for a thousand lights and willows on the moon.

Fortunately, the banquet was quite peaceful, and there was nothing to do, which saved them a lot of worry.

On the other side, Jiang Qingchen grabbed Han Yu and carefully inquired about Yang Xuan's movements.

When he knew that he had planted a garden of Qiu Ju for Shu'er, the hideous expression on his face made Han Yu pause.

Sensing that the people around him were silent, Qingchen came and said, "...... Nothing, you continue. ”

"There's not much more to say, that's all you want to know."

Han Yu said, bowed his head and took a sip of tea, only to feel that this tea was bland and tasteless, not as good as the wine he drank before.

"Ah Yu, you have to help me." Jiang Qingchen suddenly grabbed Han Yu's sleeve and looked at him deeply.

Rao is Han Yu's determination is outstanding, and at this time, he couldn't help but get goosebumps, so he pushed him away without hesitation and stroked his sleeves.

"If you have anything to say, don't do it."

"Yes, yes, I'm not nervous!" Qingchen got closer and said, "What is Ah Xuan's thoughts, you should also know that our family has no intention of marrying the royal family, so ......"

"Your family? You mean, Fifth Uncle Jiang and Her Royal Highness the Princess both know? ”

"Of course, this is what my father and mother mean, prosperity must decline, that person can be anyone, but it can't be King Jin."

"It can be anyone......" Han Yu muttered, his eyes were dark, and it was rare to be careful with his words, but unfortunately Jiang Qingchen didn't hear it clearly, and continued: "So, you have to help me, Shu'er won't have that thought, but it's Ah Xuan, he has always been stubborn." ”

"How can I help?" Han Yu asked, interrupting what he wanted to say, Jiang Qingchen was overjoyed when he heard this, and leaned closer and said, "In the future, as long as Ah Xuan doesn't have a chance to stick to Shu'er, it will be good if Shu'er will settle down in a few years." ”

His sister, he will naturally choose for her.

Han Yu raised his eyebrows, bowed his head slightly, and at the same time pushed away his head that was a little closer.

He lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and it didn't seem to be so bland.

Wujin Bofu was busy for several days in a row, but these had nothing to do with Jiang Shu'er, and on the second day when the bride went out, Jiang Wuye went back with the family.

He really doesn't like to socialize with those people.

Besides, there were more important things for him to do.

Therefore, just a few days after such a happy event, the prince suddenly attacked the Chengenhou Mansion, and a series of incriminating evidence appeared in front of everyone.

The incumbent officials of the Chengenhou Mansion were all taken down, and those who were too deeply involved were also suspended, such a big move can be said to shock the government and the opposition.

Jiang Yunting, who was watching, didn't even have the heart to feed the birds, and looked at Changle who was sitting on the side, "When I turn around and Mrs. Enhou come, I'll bother you." ”

Changle responded worriedly, frowning slightly, "Brother Huang just let him toss like this, he knows." ”

"What does it matter whether you know or not, you just have to achieve his goal."

Jiang Wuye said lightly.

Changle pursed his lips, and his heart was more chilled by the prince's approach.

Maybe one day, something like this will happen to them.

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