No matter how Jiang Zhaorong threatened or bribed her, the old lady still gritted her teeth and said she didn't know. When she got tired of his questioning, she said she had a headache and drove everyone out.

Xu Youran and Jiang Zhaorong walked forward side by side, and the maids followed behind them holding palace lanterns.

Xu Youran never thought that she could get the answer from the old lady. She just saw that the old lady had been in the hospital for a few days, so she wanted to see if she was really sick or just pretending.

Judging from the voice she heard, he didn't sound like a patient.

Jiang Zhaorong was also thinking in his heart, since the old lady reacted so strongly, she must have given the money to someone else!

And use Jiang Jianjin as his eyes and ears...

Jiang Zhaorong's grip on the account book gradually tightened. Could it be that he had given it to that adulterer?!

Ever since he learned of the adulterer's existence, he had people secretly investigating, but nothing had been found so far. The whereabouts of this account might be a breakthrough...

Just as he was thinking, Xu Youran reached out and pulled the account book out of his hand.

Jiang Zhaorong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xu Youran who gave him a look full of the charm and agility of her youth. His heart was moved, and he stretched out his arm and put his arm around her waist.

The maids all lowered their heads. Xu Youran was startled and reached out to push him away: "What are you doing?!"

Jiang Zhaorong slept in the study these days and did not go to Du's room. He restrained her movements with all his strength, buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath.

"Madam, we haven't been close for a long time... Hiss, don't move... Let me be your husband tonight..."

Xu Youran struggled so hard that Jiang Zhaorong had to let her go temporarily, with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

"lady!"

There was a warning in his voice. Xu Youran felt disgusted, but she had to pretend to be shy and said, "There are so many people here..."

It turned out that she was just shy. Jiang Zhaorong's mood improved, and his brows relaxed. He grabbed her hand and said, "Okay, let's talk about it when we get back."

Xu Youran was thinking about how to deal with it, but she saw Jiang Zhaorong pause and then said, "No, I have important matters to attend to tonight..."

Xu Youran was so happy that she could hardly contain herself: "No problem, business is more important."

Jiang Zhaorong loved the way she cared about him. The more he looked at her, the more itchy he felt. When she wasn't paying attention, he lowered his head slightly and stole a kiss on her lips.

Xu Youran subconsciously raised her hand to wipe it, but she forced herself to hold back: "Okay, let's go."

As she watched him leave, the smile in Xu Youran's eyes gradually disappeared. After entering the yard, the first thing she did was rush into the house and wash her lips with the tea.

The maid in the room was at a loss, and Yiqiao frowned and looked at the door. The clever maid quickly ran out and closed the door quietly.

"lady……"

Xu Youran stretched out her hand and walked forward.

"Go and find out tomorrow what the old lady and the Prime Minister said. They must have mentioned Zhiyu!"

Although it is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, who can say so absolutely about things in this world?

…

As soon as the sky was getting light, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in unison. All the idle people inside and outside the city gate had been cleared out by the imperial guards. The army slowly entered the city gate, and the people could not help but hold their breath.

An elegant yet arrogant snow-stepping horse was walking leisurely in front. Jiang Wenjing was wearing bright silver armor. He was tall with deep facial features. His hair was tied up high with a jade-white hair crown. He exuded the youthful vigor and vitality.

The cavalry led the way, the infantry followed behind, and the flags fluttered, showing the majesty of the army.

The people lining the streets cheered, and Jiang Wenjing rode his horse straight to the palace.

After finishing his report and leaving the court, Jiang Wenjing settled all the people in his army before returning to the Prime Minister's residence.

At the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xu Youran, Jiang Kang'an, Jiang Sulan, Jiang Zhiyu, and Song Shiwei were waiting at the door.

The old lady and Du Yuelan were waiting inside the house.

Jiang Wenjing got off the horse and saw his elder brother in the wheelchair, his eyes slightly red.

He took a few steps forward, lifted his cloak, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists, and said in a choked voice: "Mother, I'm back."

The longing to go home all the way finally came to an end at this moment. Jiang Wenjing relaxed and felt a pang of pain in his nose.

[Wow, so cool! So handsome!]

Jiang Wenjing: "???"

The tears in his heart were suppressed by this voice. He looked around blankly. Who was talking?

Why does everyone act like they didn't hear anything?

Seeing her thin son, Xu Youran's tears suddenly burst out. She sobbed and pulled Jiang Wenjing's hand, unable to say a word for a long time.

Jiang Wenjing's nose felt sore again after being infected by her.

【Wow, so touching! 】

Jiang Wenjing: "???"

Jiang Wenjing suppressed his tears again and frowned.

Who is it?!

And can't they hear?!

Am I hallucinating?

Jiang Wenjing raised his lips, and Jiang Kangan spoke first: "Mom, go in first and let Wenjing rest. He must be very tired after this journey."

Xu Youran nodded hurriedly and pulled him into the mansion.

Interrupted by Jiang Kang'an, Jiang Wenjing forgot about asking. Instead, he gently held Xu Youran's hand. Under Xu Youran's puzzled gaze, he whispered, "Mother, there's a young man in my army who has nowhere to go in Shengjing. I want him to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a while."

Xu Youran was stunned.

Jiang Wenjing turned towards the carriage road and said, "Come out."

Then a person slowly got off the carriage.

He was dressed in a long, dark green robe and a thick cloak. He seemed to have caught a cold, his voice hoarse and a cough tinged as he spoke: "Thank you... cough, ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you."

His eyelashes were slightly drooping, and his upturned eyes were tinged with pink. Anyone who saw him would praise him as a handsome young man.

Jiang Wenjing patted his back and said, "Mom, this is Ji Tong. I rescued him on the battlefield. He has a miserable life and no one to rely on. Let him stay here."

He added, "Ji Tong has a gentle temperament and good character, so mother can rest assured."

[Ah, yes, yes, this is the best joke I have heard this year, hahahahaha]

[He has good character, ahahahahahaha. ]

Jiang Wenjing: "???"

Where on earth did that sound come from?!

Xu Youran frowned as she listened to Jiang Zhiyu's inner thoughts, and the good impression she had just had towards Ji Tong disappeared.

Zhiyu said this, the person in front of him must not be as innocent and harmless as he looks!

"Who..." Jiang Wenjing had just said one word when Jiang Kang'an took over the conversation.

"There are three female relatives in the mansion. It would be inappropriate to let a man from outside stay overnight."

Jiang Wenjing was stunned and looked at his three sisters. He was used to being casual in the army and said, "What's the harm? Ji Tong living in my yard will not harm the reputation of my sisters."

Xu Youran was a bit embarrassed. After all, Jiang Wenjing had just returned, and she didn't want to disappoint him and upset him. But Ji Tong...

Xu Youran couldn't help but look at Jiang Zhiyu.

What happened to Ji Tong?