In the slow-moving carriage, Luo Xin and Jiang Shu sat opposite each other.

In the dim light, he looked at Jiang Shu's not very clear calm face and hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak softly: "You don't seem to like Zhu Changxun very much." ”

"You think I should like him?" Jiang Shu raised his eyes slightly, and did not answer the rhetorical question.

I didn't feel strange that he said Zhu Changxun's name so bluntly.

He is a person in the rivers and lakes, and he has always been in the court officialdom with the well water does not interfere with the river water, so naturally he does not have to respect him too much because of Zhu Changxun's identity.

Luo Xin pondered for a moment, stared at her and said, "He is the emperor's most optimistic son, maybe he will replace the crown prince as the new monarch in the future." Once you marry him, it is very likely that she will be the queen in the future, which many famous ladies can't fight for. ”

Jiang Shu's face couldn't help but change: "So, in your opinion, this is a great gift from God to me, isn't it?" ”

Luo Xin shook his head slowly: "No, I just think that since this marriage has been decided, it is better for you not to offend him, otherwise it will ......"

"Otherwise, if I marry in the future, I will only suffer the loss." Jiang Shu looked at him and said, "Luo Xin, I understand what you said, thank you for your kindness, I understand it." ”

However, it is just a heart, and it is impossible for her to accept her fate.

After finishing speaking, he told the coachman outside to hurry up so that he could rush back to the house before dark, and then he said no more, leaned back against the wall of the car, closed his eyes slightly, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way——!" The carriage had not gone far when a rough voice suddenly came from outside the carriage.

Jiang Shu was shocked, raised his hand and lifted the curtain of the car to look out, only to see a luxuriously decorated carriage on the opposite side of the street galloping in the opposite direction from them, and he was about to hit a girl selling flowers in front of him.

The coachman immediately tightened the reins of the carriage to stop, but it was a step too slow, and the girl was scratched by the buckle in the saddle and fell to the ground, and the flowers in the basket were scattered all over the ground.

"Dare to block our carriage, you are impatient, aren't you!" The coachman then jumped out of the car and raised one foot in anger to kick the girl.

"Slow ——!" With a pretentious male voice, the low-hanging curtain was suddenly lifted from the inside, and Wan Changzuo, dressed in a crimson round-necked robe, got out of the car.

He walked slowly to the girl, squatted down slightly, raised his hand to pick her chin, squinted his eyes and looked at it, and without looking back, he instructed the coachman next to him: "Take her back." ”

"You...... What do you want? The girl's eyes immediately showed a look of fear, and she didn't bother to get up first, but moved back and forth.

The coachman took two steps forward and looked down at her condescendingly: "Your blessing has come, our son-in-law has taken a fancy to you." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull the girl.

Jiang Shu really couldn't look at it, so he told the coachman to stop, strode over there, and shouted loudly: "Stop!" ”

Because the voice came too suddenly, Wan Changzuo and his coachman couldn't help but be stunned.

When he saw that it was just a delicate and lovely weak woman walking towards him, Wan Changzuo's face immediately appeared with a lewd smile: "It turns out that she is another handsome little beauty, since they are all sent to the door, my son doesn't mind taking you with me." ”

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