Chapter 114? "You better be worse than I thought, so bad that...

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In fact, both of them knew very well that no matter what had happened between them before, what they had hidden, or what decisions they had made, as long as Jiang Hui found her, there would only be one ending.

When she first met him, she could tell that this cunning and cunning man had an extremely strong heart and was very stubborn.

This type of people are warriors on the battlefield and hidden wolves in politics. They are cruel, lack emotions, and have inherent extreme pursuits.

But this type of people, once they get emotional, become very paranoid.

The three generations of the Chiang family were not consistent.

The father and son are not like their grandfather.

Of course, a person lives for one lifetime, while someone who lives for decades and reaches the pinnacle of supremacy is in a different situation, incomparable to their descendants.

Who knows what kind of personalities Jiang Rong and Jiang Hui will have in the future?

Yan Siqing actually didn't care. After getting up from the couch, she had already tied her belt and was slowly tidying up her clothes.

Elegant and graceful in every way.

Jiang Hui didn't move, just leaned on the small couch and looked at her, his eyes obscure, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Yan Siqing noticed that he was too quiet, turned around to look at him, without asking, but with a questioning look in her eyes.

What's wrong?

Jiang Hui said, "I was wondering, if I were a little more unruly and not so obedient, would you have to take a shower and change clothes? And would you have to explain to everyone? Of course, with your extreme intelligence and eloquence, you can definitely deceive everyone..."

She couldn't help it and threw a book over.

It hit Jiang Hui's chest.

Unfortunately, the man's coat was open, revealing his naked upper body. He didn't dodge, but let it hit him deliberately, leaving a faint red mark on his naturally fair skin, blending in with the other scars.

but.....

The red marks are like a woman's lip rouge, apply it once and it becomes bright red, apply it again and it gradually fades.

She actually looks charming.

Yan Siqing could also see the distinct outline of the other person's lower abdomen.

Thin skin and strong body, slender waist and tough bones.

She knows.

Know very well.

Turning her eyes away, she said calmly, "Put on your clothes."

Jiang Hui took the book, sat up, and casually pulled down his collar, but it was still half open.

"The military doctor said I'm still injured and can't keep it to myself, otherwise the scar will be difficult to heal and will easily fester."

Why are you rushing all the way from the border? You should be going to Chang'an to claim the honor...

Yan Siqing said nothing more, walked to the desk and continued to deal with the account books and other things.

No matter where he goes.

After all, this man is not a child, and she has no habit of controlling men, so she doesn't ask or care.

Jiang Hui was quite quiet and did not delay her work, just like before.

But he didn't treat himself badly. He took some cakes and tea, took some books from the bookshelf, took off his shoes, sat on the bed, and sat cross-legged.

Make tea, drink tea, eat snacks, and read books...

He is unruly and unrestrained, but also a bit well-behaved and quiet, but he just doesn't wear his clothes properly.

Yan Siqing rarely gets distracted when doing serious work, even when Jiang Hui is around, but she noticed that this man was not reading seriously, but was looking at her frequently with a strange look in his eyes.

"Could you hold the book upright, Your Highness?"

Jiang Hui was thick-skinned and acted as if nothing had happened. Instead, he responded, "Okay, ma'am."

Madam, he used this word in a pretentious way that made it sound quite meaningful.

I used to secretly resent it, but now I am proud of it.

Yan Siqing bit her lower lip and ignored his secret teasing beneath his outwardly obedient appearance.

But I don't understand why this person looks at her like that...

It's quite complicated.

She seemed to be curious about this person and wanted to delve deeper into his talent.

But I don’t want to ask, for fear that the answer will be inappropriate.

Jiang Hui didn't dare to say it directly. In fact, when he was watching her getting dressed on the couch, he was not thinking about the teasing words, but something else - something he couldn't bear to say to her because she would definitely be angry and think he was not serious.

She has a very clear control over the love affairs between men and women.

She seemed unconstrained by the rotten constraints of women's virtues, and was not shy about expressing her emotions, but also able to control them freely, which made him restless and repeatedly insecure.

It was so easy for her to stop every time, she was ruthless in getting off the bed and calm in getting dressed.

He watched from behind, and his most unwilling guess was: If it wasn't me, but someone else, could she be like this?

Yes, they can.

She can do it smoothly.

Moreover, she had already prepared a retreat. There was more than one country in this world - and her abilities and thoughts were by no means restricted to one country. She could be more ambitious and free-spirited than any man or woman, traveling far and wide, and building an equally comfortable or even better life in another beautiful place.

At that time, who would be the person she would allow to serve her lust?

He is equally jealous of any person who is already suspected or unknown.

So she spoke in an orderly, calm and clear manner, listing the pros and cons for him and talking about how they were not compatible.

He knew and understood, but his mind was a mess, his emotions surging, and he couldn't judge the pros and cons or imagine the hidden dangers in the future. Because all the pros and cons and self-preservation were defeated by another panic - she didn't want me, but she might want someone else, or even never see me again. I could only know who she was with from others, but I might never hear from her again...

These fleeting thoughts were like mountains, pressing down on him one after another, making him breathless. He couldn't help but have an even more unbridled and terrifying thought at this moment - what if she wanted not just one, but a whole group? There were so many people in the world who were eager to contribute themselves.

"The words are like yours."

"Um?"

Yan Siqing is extremely capable. These business affairs may seem complicated, but to her they are just a small game, because she knows the rules and can play with them. She also knows that this is an era where business interests can skyrocket by opening up new routes.

Opportunities are everywhere.

Her biggest advantage is that she has accumulated overwhelming wealth long ago.

She had almost finished, but she paused because of Jiang Hui's question and looked up at him.

Be careful and meticulous.

Thought something happened to him.

Jiang Hui was also very serious, holding melon seeds in his left hand and tea in his right hand.

"Suppose you don't want me, and you don't mind having a few more people around you, who would you choose?"

One problem, three pitfalls.

Yan Siqing paused for a moment, picked up the brush again, lowered his eyes and continued to work, while replying lightly: "If you are full and bored, just eat less sunflower seeds and drink more tea."

Jiang Hui pursed his lips, poured a cup of fresh tea, sat down barefoot on the couch, walked over, placed the cup next to her hand, leaned over the table and asked her.

"Please?"

"Will you tell me?"

His collar was open again, and from this angle...it was obvious that this man had showered before coming here. When he first hugged her from behind, she could smell the clean and refreshing scent of soap - during their honeymoon period, this man even used soaps of different scents in different ways, and those soaps happened to be produced by the properties under her name.

She sees through people's thoughts but doesn't say anything.

But I don’t know what path lies ahead.

Yan Siqing leaned back, with an ambiguous look in his eyes. He was annoyed, but suppressed his anger.

"Do we still need to make assumptions about the facts that you have already discovered and testified about?"

"If it's more than a few, it could be dozens."

"I don't know how to choose either. If there are too many people, how about drawing lots?"

Jiang Hui almost vomited blood and dared not bring up the subject again. He snorted, got angry, waved his sleeves and walked away, then began to pick up the small pieces on the coffee table.

Cleaning up while being angry.

He didn't know that Yan Siqing, who was facing away from him, was looking at him with her chin supported, then curled her lips and smiled silently with lowered eyebrows.

The wind blows through the window and into the hall, passing through the sleeves and fluttering the black hair. The eyebrows and eyes are a painting outlined by the mountains, and the heart is the red glow settled in the lake.

Rising and setting in the morning, the sun and the moon are always there.

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Yan Siqing returned to the main house and ate as usual. There was nothing unusual and no one knew what had happened.

However, after nightfall, she was wiping her freshly washed hair and saw that the people in the house had already lit the warm stove. She paused and put down her handkerchief.

"Don't you think you're too arrogant, Your Highness?"

Jiang Hui used the tongs to stir the charcoal fire. Seeing that she was wearing thin clothes, he picked up the blanket beside him and put it on her. He touched her hair, which was still a little wet. Even though it could be dried by the stove, he took the handkerchief and continued to help her dry her hair.

Yan Siqing sat down and did not refuse him.

Jiang Hui: "I came here in a hurry and had nowhere to stay, so I had no choice but to shamelessly ask Madam to take me in."

The devil believes him.

I'm afraid that except for the few people she placed in the nearby houses, all the others are his people.

Yan Siqing was always lazy after taking a shower. As he sat by the warm fire, the dampness on his body gradually dried. With a weary look on his face, he said slowly, "Over there in the study...you can stay. There's a bedroom over there."

Jiang Hui: "What if someone finds me and thinks I'm a thief who broke in?"

Yan Siqing: "Then you stay with me. If you get caught, I won't be able to explain myself."

She was talking about Zhao Zhao.

Jiang Hui: "If Zhao Zhao comes, you can tell me that I'm your husband who went to the battlefield and has returned as a corpse. Is that okay?"

"I don't mind being a stand-in."

Satirical.

They are husband and wife, but she said it was hard to explain.

However, Jiang Hui knew Yan Siqing's temper to some extent and would not talk nonsense with the title of "Daddy". It would not be good for the child, so she was very tough on this.

Yan Siqing: “….”

When it was quiet, there was a noise outside.

It was Zhao Zhao who came to find her.

"Mother, mother, Zhao Zhao will sleep with you tonight, is that okay?"

Yan Siqing raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Hui, as if he was looking at a crow that had become a spirit.

Jiang Hui was embarrassed and walked obediently to - under the bed.

Yan Siqing was speechless. She pulled his sleeve and pointed at the wardrobe.

The two suddenly remembered the previous time - their respective ideas were opposite.

When they looked at each other, both of them felt very embarrassed and couldn't help laughing.

Yan Siqing pushed him, Jiang Hui touched his nose and hid in the closet.

Yan Siqing opened the door and saw Zhao Zhao and Fu Ling who were leading people over.

There was no way he could let Zhao Zhao stay here, but children were easy to fool.

Your Excellency may not, especially for a master of death like Fuling.

As the latter came in, he caught a glimpse of the neatly stacked silver charcoal beside the stove, and then saw the gesture made by Yan Siqing.

She understood.

Are you chasing me?

It's not surprising, it's just earlier than expected, and it doesn't look like the two of them had a fight or any conflict between the couple.

At least it seems that you are safe and sound.

Fuling breathed a sigh of relief. After all, if there really was a conflict, although Yan Siqing would definitely be the winner in the end, Jiang Hui was not an ordinary person. He was the future emperor. If there was a fight, Yan Siqing would also be very tired.

The two of them coaxed Zhao Zhao together and successfully tricked the child away.

Before leaving, Fuling took a look at the wardrobe.

"If anything happens, call me."

"I may not be defeated."

Fuling said it politely, but he was also very serious.

Yan Siqing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but agreed.

After Fuling took Zhaozhao away.

When Yan Siqing returned to the stove, Jiang Hui had already come out.

"She thinks I'll bully you?"

Yan Siqing: "Can you?"

Her eyes were as sharp as fire.

Jiang Hui was speechless for a moment, then continued to wipe her hair. After it was dry, he ran his long fingers through her silky black hair.

"No, not until you acknowledge me to your loved ones and friends."

Yan Siqing remained silent. "So, can I decide when to return to Chang'an?"

Jiang Hui: "Yes."

Yan Siqing: "Even if you know that your royal grandfather is going to die, you must go back."

Jiang Hui: "Yes."

Yan Siqing looked at the flames in front of him, his face as red as jade.

"Then go back."

"I've said before, I don't resist fate. Besides, your father has been reluctant to release my mother. I was going to return to Chang'an once more, but this time it was you who made the choice."

"Jiang Chilin, I will not be responsible for your choice."

"Have you thought it through?"

Jiang Hui didn't answer, but leaned over, hugged her from behind, and rested his head on the back of her neck.

The breathing was light and the voice was quiet.

"You'd better be much worse than I thought, so bad that no one can bully you."

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