"I also heard that the Jiang family was originally passed on to the eldest young master of the Jiang family, if it weren't for the second young master Jiang marrying the only daughter of the richest man in Beijing, where would it be his turn to be in charge, but this just knocked down the eldest young master and became the head of the family, and immediately brought back Zhao Rou with a big belly."

"How do you know so well?"

"I have a distant relative who works as a servant in Jiang's family, listen to him. I also supported him and said that the son born to the second young master by Miss Murong was also killed by Zhao Rou's daughter, the child was very cute, he died the day before, and the next day the Jiang family held a full moon banquet for Zhao Rou's twin sons. ”

"I hate ...... so much"

"What are you all doing there?" The butler suddenly scolded.

A group of subordinates were all shocked.

"It's a housekeeper!"

"You don't work hard, chew your tongue all day long, be careful of your tongue!" The housekeeper said a few words.

"We're just talking about the recent uproar in Beijing."

"You are the subordinates of Situ Wangfu, why don't you serve your master well, what are you talking about? Those are the noble lords, is it your turn to discuss? Get to work! ”

"Yes!" The crowd dispersed.

"You two stop, the prince wants to bathe, you go to the water room to help fetch warm water. Hands and feet are sharp! ”

"Yes." The two little guys hurriedly left.

*

Ning Wan'er was folding a thousand paper cranes in the room, and the next person came in with tea, "Princess, are you still folding a thousand paper cranes?" ”

The room is full of paper cranes, which is Xiaobao's favorite.

After Xiaobao was born, Jiang Yuanfeng never came to see his son, only guarding Zhao Rou's mother and daughter.

Sometimes Xiaobao really misses his father, and he can't see it, so he will cry, she can only comfort Xiaobao and fold a thousand paper cranes to see his father.

Xiao Baoxin, who is only three years old, thinks it is true, and is seriously folding thousands of paper cranes every day, thinking that he can see his father and let his father accompany him more.

A teardrop dripped from the corner of Ning Wan'er's eye.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"There's sand in my eyes." Ning Wan'er rubbed her eyes, put down the thousand paper cranes in her hand, "Prepare the car." ”

"Is the princess going out?" The little maid was embarrassed, "The prince ordered that the princess was not allowed to leave the palace at will. ”

Ever since she and Beichen Mo were seen by Situ Qing outside the gate of Jiang's house, and after she deliberately molested him at night, she provoked Situ Qing and banned her feet.

"Where's the prince?"

"The prince is bathing in the bathhouse."

*

In the smoky bathhouse, the man was bathing.

Ning Wan'er pushed open the door and came in, "Lord Wang, I'll rub your back......"

"Get out!" Situ Qing in the wooden barrel had a cold face, and his voice could spit out ice slag.

"We are husband and wife, why are you shy!" Ning Wan'er rolled up her sleeves without shame and was about to start moving.

Situ Qing's face was like frost, and there was murderous aura in his eyes, "Get out!" ”

"Didn't the prince forbid my feet and didn't let me go out just to keep me by the prince's side? Why are you still so shy! Ning Wan'er approached with a smile, her slender and soft fingers covering Si Tuqing's sturdy back.

Situ Qing's whole body stiffened, and he reflexively grabbed her restless hand.

Ning Wan'er's feet slipped, and the whole person fell into the bathtub with a pop, and she didn't know where her hand was pressed.

I saw that Situ Qing's face suddenly turned red to the root of his ears.

When Ning Wan'er realized that her hand had touched something, her eyes widened in surprise, "You ......"

Before he could withdraw his hand, his body was suddenly pressed against the tub.

Situ Qing's lips hooked up a cold smile, "Since you want it so much, this king will fulfill you!" ”

The domineering kiss fell.