When Jiang Huairu heard about the marriage between his younger uncle and Yan Ruyu in the palace, he was completely confused.
His first reaction was that he was violently agitated. Was he dreaming?
Then there is jealousy, crazy jealousy, jealousy beyond recognition, the kind of jealousy that makes you want to roll on the ground.
Even if Xie Yuan and Qiao Yin got engaged within a month, why did Jiang Mo get engaged within a few days of returning to Beijing, and still marry Yan Ruyu, who was a generation behind him?
How can it be? How could he?
He thought he was already thick-skinned by thinking about Xie Qingxuan, but he didn't expect there to be such a shameless person in their royal family!
"You are disrespectful to me!" Jiang Huailu scolded Jiang Mo.
When Jiang met, his face was calm and he smiled without saying a word.
Jiang Huairu looked at Jiang Mo's proud face and his red robe that could be seen from ten miles away, and his teeth itched with jealousy.
I really want to pluck out his peacock feathers one by one!
Jiang Huailu and Jiang Mo were only two years apart in age. Before Jiang Huailu went to Xie's family to study, he followed Jiang Mo every day, shouting "little emperor uncle" more cheerfully than anyone else.
At the last New Year's Eve banquet, Jiang Mei didn't let him call him "Little Emperor Uncle", and Jiang Huairu was still a little sad.
Jiang Huailu ascended to the position of crown prince. In addition to the support of the Xie family, the support of King Runan in the clan was also indispensable.
The two are not only related by blood, but also have a brotherhood.
Jiang Huailu was furious with jealousy, but couldn't help but asked curiously: "Uncle Emperor, how long have you been thinking about Yan Ruyu? Didn't you have this idea for her when you went to study in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Jiang Mo's face darkened and he said, "You must not be disrespectful to your little imperial aunt."
Jiang Huairu vomited blood and looked very ugly.
"She's several years younger than me, and she's in a mess. You old cow! You're shameless!"
Jiang Mo glanced at him faintly and said coldly: "The Xie family's Xiaojiu is very big? Is she haircut? Why didn't the Xie family brothers break your legs?"
Jiang Huairu felt as if he had been stabbed hard in the heart. His face suddenly fell and he asked pitifully: "Teach me."
"Yan Ruyu is knowledgeable and sensible. I don't believe she accepted you from the beginning. How did you convince her?" Jiang Huailu asked humbly for advice.
He was really at his wits end.
Ever since he pierced the window paper, Xie Qingxuan began to avoid him, and even when they met, they were not as close as before.
Xie Qingxuan stopped sending messages to him. The carrier pigeons in the East Palace had not flown for half a month and were all fat.
He once wondered if he had made the wrong move.
Jiang Mo shook his head, helpless.
"I can't help you. Yu'er is different from Xie's Xiaojiu. Although Yu'er is not old, she has a sophisticated mind."
"I didn't convince her, I just gave her a choice. She chose me." Jiang Mo said.
While talking, the two of them happened to arrive at the entrance of the palace. Jiang Mo saw a carriage not far away. Yan Ruyu stood in front of the carriage and looked at him.
Jiang Mo looked at Jiang Huairu's frowning face and smiled softly: "Your little aunt is here to pick me up."
The corners of Jiang Huairu's mouth twitched, why are you so virtuous?
Xie Yuan is like this, and so is Jiang Mo!
But he dared to call Xie Yuan a piece of shit, but he didn't dare to make trouble against Jiang Mo.
Jiang Mo separated from Jiang Huailu, turned around and came to the carriage. Yan Ruyu asked, "What's wrong with His Royal Highness? He doesn't look well."
"It's nothing, it's just a child's jealousy."
Jiang Mo said calmly, lowered his eyes and focused on her injured hand, and asked tacitly: "Has everything been taken care of?"
Yan Ruyu raised the corner of her mouth coldly, "I sent people to guard the gate. I captured a woman this morning and gave her to my mother."
"My mother called Yan Zikang and let him choose whether to drive Yan Chengze out of the house or reconcile. Anyway, there must be one less person in the Yan family tree."
Yan Ruyu wanted to laugh when she thought of the expressions of the three people this morning.
When her mother proposed to divorce, the woman immediately looked at Yan Zikang expectantly. That idiot Yan Chengze was shouting and encouraging her. Only Yan Zikang's face was ashen as if someone had pinched his throat.
The dignified Prime Minister had disciples all over the world and had been famous for half his life. If He Li wanted him to admit that he spoiled his concubine and destroyed his wife, it would be better for him to take his life first.
"If you are worried, Mrs. Xiangguo can go to Runan with us." Jiang Mo suggested.
Yan Ruyu shook her head, "No need. My mother is fine in the capital."
Her mother had been tortured by Yan Zikang for so many years, how could she let him go so easily.
Just when Yan Zikang chose to be reluctant to leave, the initiative was in his mother's hands.
The mother was a decent person, and did not touch the mother and son in the slightest. She sent people to 'send' Yan Zikang out with good cars and courtesies. She also understood Yan Zikang's difficulties in continuing the family line and immediately stuffed him with a cute and lovely warm bed.
They are all carefully selected people, ensuring that he will have fun every night, but whether he can get a child as time goes by depends on his ability.
Seeing her calm expression, Jiang Me knew that she had resolved her knot.
His knot was also resolved.
Jiang Mo stretched out his hand to her again, "Are you coming?"
Yan Ruyu looked at the hand and heard the words "Come or not" again, as if it was a lifetime ago.
"Come!"
Yan Ruyu responded loudly, put her hand into his palm, and Jiang Mo held it.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and he led her into the carriage.
During the move, her purple clothes collided with his red robe. Yan Ruyu thought of something and suddenly smiled.
The two sat down, and Yan Ruyu suddenly said: "Uncle Jiang, actually you don't need to wear this red clothes every day."
Jiang Mo's expression turned grim and he looked away.
Yan Ruyu leaned forward and gently touched his thin lips.
Jiang Me was stunned, looking into her bright eyes, as if he had returned to ten years ago. The little girl ran in with the wind, walked around him, then squeezed into his arms and took away his hand. Pen, said: "You can write such a simple word wrong, let me teach you." ’
Jiang Mo was still stunned when someone pressed on his chest. His back was pressed against the wall of the carriage. The person next to him suddenly turned and straddled his lap.
She raised her waist, lowered her head, and pressed her little face towards him.
Eyes to eyes, noses rubbing.
Yan Ruyu reached out and held his face, asking him to look at her.
"You're so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away."
"When I was eight years old, I didn't want to find fault with you. I deliberately approached you to see your face clearly."
"Every time you come to the Prime Minister's Mansion, you always meet me. In fact, I am waiting for you. I am waiting for you to see me and nod to me."
"On the afternoon of the eighth day of the Western lunar month in the fifteenth year of the Le Dynasty, I told Miss Guo of the Minister's Mansion that before you were older, I also said that you were 'amazingly talented and beautiful, no one can match you.'"
"So, no matter what color you wear, no matter how many people are around you, you will always be the first thing I see."
Yan Ruyu whispered softly, and each sentence was like a lingering sound. Jiang Mo heard his suddenly accelerated heartbeat, and what else followed the heartbeat, and screamed crazily.
"Yu'er, do you know what these words will do to a man?"
"I'll go crazy, I won't be able to stop..."
Before Jiang Mo finished speaking, Yan Ruyu bit him on the side of his neck, causing the man to groan.
Yan Ruyu relented and raised her eyes to look at him: "You kissed me forcefully twice, is it my turn? And that bite you gave me."
Jiang Mo's body suddenly tensed up, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he couldn't help but smile.
"You come."
The two of them were so entangled and selfless that they completely failed to notice that the carriage had not started, and there was poor Jiang Huailu standing outside the carriage.
Just now he was so jealous that he forgot to ask Jiang Mo when he would leave for Runan, but he didn't expect to hear what they were saying when he stepped forward...
The simple first sentence is unbearable!
These two smell even worse than Xie Yuan and Qiao Yin!
It stinks so much!
Jiang Huailu turned around and got on his carriage bitterly, and said to the driver: "Go to the Xie family's new mansion."
He is very injured now, his breathing is extremely difficult, and he urgently needs someone to help him.
If it doesn't go smoothly, he will fall to the ground!
