Chapter Seventy-Two: Tea Ceremony

In front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang Yan stopped in front of the car with his hands in his hands, and the guards behind him groveled, not even daring to breathe.

Jiang Yan was not much better than Xie Changyu at the moment, Qingwu's eye circles blessed him with a kind of eerie handsomeness, and the coldness emanating from his body was more than before.

Xuanyi sighed slightly, he knew that every thunderstorm, Jiang Yan would not sleep all night, and the air pressure would always be a little lower on the second day.

In the past four months, the people in the prime minister's house have also gotten used to it.

"Xuan Mo, why hasn't she come yet?" Jiang Yan's tone had already revealed impatience.

"Master, I'll take a look. ”

Xuan Mo covered his ass and limped in.

The guards turned a blind eye and kept their postures inconvenient.

Only the little fat man standing in the corner of the door, next to the stone lion, laughed: "Poof!hahahaha~"

The corners of Xuanyi's mouth twitched, and he secretly scolded Xuanmo for deserving it.

Xuan Mo turned his head, his round eyes bulging wide, and said fiercely: "Little fat man, even you dare to laugh at Lao Tzu! Be careful that Lao Tzu beats you little brat!"

Xiao Shui is not interested in the people of the Prime Minister's Mansion, not to mention that the limping big brother in front of him actually brought him to guard the door, and a fold appeared on Xiao Chubby's face.

"Come on, who's afraid of whom!"

looked provocatively, lest it would not provoke Xuan Mo's anger.

Xiaoshui's dictionary is only afraid of the little lady, and the rest, according to what the master said, who dares to bully the young lady, let him not have any scruples, just return it ruthlessly.

On the other side, Xuan Mo is also aggrieved!

It rained last night, and he couldn't imagine that this Miss Xie was crazy, so he had to run out, and he was met by the master.

This time, he received thirty rods on his buttocks!

Now he is still being laughed at by a little fat man who guards the door!

"Hey, fat man!"

Xuan Mo didn't see the kind hint in Xuanyi's eyes at all, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Xiaoshui fiercely, and as soon as he moved his feet, his body was frozen.

Xie Changyu saw from a distance that Xuan Mo was still holding his sleeves, and he looked a little angry, the more he looked at it, the more funny it became, and there was a red mark on the strange point around his neck.

Blindfolded, he knew that this unlucky thing was pointed out by Jiang Yan.

It's just that Jiang Yan's movements are extremely fast, and she only blinked and missed Jiang Yan's movements.

"Get in the car when you come. ”

The first sentence was said to Xie Changyu.

Jiang Yan glanced at the guards behind him: "You guard him at the door for two hours." ”

Xie Changyu passed in front of Xuan Mo and deliberately bumped Xuan Mo's shoulder.

"Dead minion, dare to yell at my people!" Xie Changyu glanced at Xuan Mo coldly, tilted his head, and turned over, arrogant.

Xuanmo is bitter in his heart~ The world is hot and cold, and the concubine is in charge......

Xie Changyu accepted it when she saw it, and when she saw that Jiang Yan had already gotten into the carriage, she stepped on the human stool and walked up in a hurry.

The magpie behind looked at Xiaoshui and then at Xuanyi, her eyes were confused, she didn't dare to go up, Xiangye was too cold.

"Magpie, what are you doing?" Xie Changyu lifted the curtain: "Don't come up yet." ”

Jiang Yanben closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes and said lightly: "When you arrive at the Jiang family, you'd better know some measure." ”

"......" Xie Changyu held back his anger and said with a smile: "Don't worry, husband, I will definitely behave well." ”

The strange atmosphere in the carriage lasted all the way to the gate of the Jiang family.

When Jiang Yan entered the door together, Xie Changyu sighed that the Jiang family was really big. Although she had been here once in her previous life, when she saw the scenery in the past, she couldn't help but admire in her heart, the great family that lasted for hundreds of years was indeed very beautiful.

It is not a problem to be four or five times larger than Jiang Yan's official residence, and it is much larger than the Su Pailin Garden carefully built by Chen Dajiang. A hundred years of everyone's thinness and bookish atmosphere.

Along the road, Xie Changyu pretended not to have seen the world and looked around, she knew that the Jiang family had three rooms, and Jiang Yan's father, Jiang Feng, was a generous son.

The third room is not as harmonious as the outside world rumores. Jiang Chun, the eldest son of the second room, that is, Jiang Yan's cousin, is also a ruthless character.

Song Yun and Jiang Feng were sitting in the hall, talking and laughing.

Hearing that Jiang Yan had arrived with the bride, the woman in pink standing beside Song Yun bowed slightly: "Auntie, Han'er will avoid it first." ”

Song Yun grabbed Wen Chuhan and pretended to be angry: "Han'er, your cousin and sister-in-law came to serve tea, what are you avoiding? ”

Wen Chuhan smiled lightly and said nothing, and obediently returned to the position of the first.

When Xie Changyu came to serve tea, he saw the strange woman beside Song Yun, and began to guess who the woman in blue was.

Song Yun saw the joy of seeing, and praised Xie Changyu twice, and the implication was that he couldn't get around the matter of inheriting the Jiang family.

To be reasonable, Song Yun's mother-in-law is very easy to get along with, but she talks a lot, if she doesn't talk about giving birth to a child for Jiang Yan all the time, Xie Changyu still likes Song Yun very much.

Jiang Feng sat on the side, looking at Song Yun dotingly.

Xie Changyu was caught off guard and ate a mouthful of old-fashioned dog food by pressing his head, and after finishing, he also received Jiang Yan's threatening eyes, and held back an embarrassed smile.

Jiang Yan's face was slightly soothed compared to the previous dullness, and he even gave a warm smile to Xie Changyu.

Receiving this terrifying micro-expression, Xie Changyu's hair stood on end.

This dead man is really good at acting, and it is a waste not to have a woman to fill the harem of Emperor Lizhi.

"Auntie, I see that my cousin-in-law is even more beautiful than the first beauty in Shengjing, and in the future, my cousin will be blessed. ”

Wen Chuhan covered his mouth and smiled, his pink cheeks hooked two dimples, and he looked sweet and lovely.

Song Yun doted on Wen Chuhan's dimples: "You, where did you steal honey again, how can your little mouth be so sweet~"

Even Jiang Yan smiled faintly, looking at Wen Chuhan's eyes with his brother's love for his sister.

Jiang Feng loves the house and Wu, and naturally regards the descendants of his beloved wife's family as his own.

Xie Changyu felt that Wen Chuhan's eyes were always looking at Jiang Yan, and he felt that something was wrong.

"By the way, look at my memory, I forgot to introduce it to Changyu"

Song Yun said that Wen Chuhan was originally a young lady of the Wen family in the south, and she was in the same vein as Wen Jingliang, because she was weak and sick since she was a child, she was handed over to the north by the mother of the Wen family to raise her.

Wen Chuhan grew up in the Hanshan Taoist Temple in the north, and was only accepted by Song Yun to the Jiang family at the age of sixteen, and now it has been four months.

Happened.

It happened to be after her death that she entered the Jiang Mansion.

However, Xie Changyu was puzzled, if she wanted to talk about the Wen family, she had just arrived at the original owner, and she came into contact with the Wen family's housewife and Wen Jingliang.

Didn't you say that Wen Jingliang was the only son of the Wen family? When did a younger sister emerge?

I'm afraid it's the daughter born in the outer room.

Xie Changyu knew very well that with the bitter and mean character of Song Yun's sister, the mother of the Wen family, it was as easy as losing a cat or dog.

A sister born from her mother's womb, the contrast between Song Yun and the Wen family's housemother is too great.

"Mother, Changyu is a little unwell, let's go back first. ”

Jiang Yan held Xie Changyu's waist and said softly words of concern for his wife.

Song Yun and Jiang Feng listened, so they naturally didn't stay.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell his subordinates to give Jiang Yan a few rare herbs.

"Son, make up for the long fish, look at this kid...... Young man, it's still a bit measured to do things, don't tire the long fish. ”

When he said this, a strange color appeared on Jiang Yan's face.

I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my mother, he has no interest in this woman at all,