Jiang Mengli had already returned to the Jiang residence, and the servants all bowed to her when they saw her.

The Jiang residence now looks less deserted. The garden is beautiful, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere, and there are servants cleaning and walking around.

Jiang was sitting in the back garden, drinking tea with a nanny of the same age, and the two were having a very happy chat.

Lingqiao introduced in a low voice, "This is Aunt Liu. She used to be an embroiderer in the Jiang residence. Now she has returned to the Jiang residence to take care of the old lady and also to keep her company."

"In fact, the prince is a meticulous person. He has arranged everything very well. He even renovated the Jiang residence and bought all the necessary things. He also hired a palace doctor."

"Look at this back garden. Isn't it more beautiful than before? There are also roses, the old lady's favorite, in several colors."

While she was speaking, Jiang Mengli had already looked around.

It is indeed a big change. From the moment you enter the door, you can see that it is different from before.

When I came here for the first time after traveling through time, I felt that the whole house was dead and deserted.

"He is indeed very careful..." Jiang Mengli smiled.

Although his words were sometimes harsh, he never treated anyone unfairly in his actions.

Lingqiao also smiled and said, "Look, the old lady is now radiant and healthy."

As she spoke, her smile gradually faded, and she sighed softly, "But in the eyes of the prince, you are the daughter of his enemy. I wonder how long this harmonious scene can last. I can't understand what grudge the master could have against him."

Jiang Mengli didn't know what the specific grudge was, so he could only find an opportunity to find out later.

According to the original owner's memory, Jiang Dingshan was an upright man and a loyal general who defended his country. Perhaps there was some misunderstanding here.

"Grandma..." She recalled her drifting thoughts and walked over with a cheerful smile, "Grandma, A-Li is here to see you."

When Jiang saw her, she stood up excitedly and opened her arms, "Hahahaha...A-Li, come here and let grandma hug you."

The two hugged each other and were very happy.

Jiang patted her back, gently pushed her away, looked her up and down, and said:

"You're getting more and more beautiful. Some time ago, His Royal Highness Prince Xian came to visit me, an old woman, every day. Every time I asked about you, he said you were busy. He is a good husband, hahaha..."

When talking about Wen Mohan, Jiang smiled very brightly, and it was obvious that she was really satisfied with this grandson-in-law.

Jiang pulled her to sit down and pointed at the surroundings, "He had these arranged. He bought a lot of things for the mansion. I told him not to go through so much trouble, but he just wouldn't listen."

"Everything he eats and wears is top quality. He said that as you get older you should enjoy yourself more and not worry about anything. You're a blessing in disguise. You should treat him well, understand?"

As he spoke, his throat choked slightly and his eyes became moist.

After the family fell into poverty, the grandfather and grandson suffered a lot, but now they can finally enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Jiang Mengli felt distressed when she saw this, and her nose couldn't help but feel sore. She said with tears in her eyes, "Okay, I will definitely treat him well."

Jiang took a deep breath and a smile returned to her face. "If your parents knew that you were doing well, they would definitely be very happy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a wheelchair was heard from behind.

Hearing the voice, several people looked up and found that it was Wen Mohan coming over.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Mengli exclaimed, "No..."

"Ali, why do you speak so harshly?" Jiang gave her a reproachful look.

These words made her choke. Her voice was a little louder because she was shocked, but it wasn't that fierce.

Wen Mohan smiled elegantly, his voice gentle and magnetic, "It's okay, grandma. I'm used to it."

I’m used to it!!

These words surprised both Jiang and Jiang Mengli.

Jiang Mengli: "I..."

Jiang frowned, "A-Li, you often yell at him? This is not right. Don't do this again in the future."

"Grandma, don't blame her." Wen Mohan maintained a gentle and elegant smile, like a spring breeze. "I didn't do well enough. I will try not to make her angry in the future."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Mengli gritted his teeth. "Shut up! The more you talk, the more it sounds like I'm to blame!"

The more I listened to his words, the more I felt the tea flavor in the tea. When did he learn this tea art?

Wen Mohan lowered his eyelids, with a hint of hurt in his eyes, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Jiang Mengli: “!!”

"A-Li!" Jiang glared at her angrily, "Is this what you meant by treating people well?"

Jiang Mengli: “…” The corners of his mouth twitched.

Now I have no words to explain.

I'm afraid the more I explain, the worse it gets. I'd better just endure it in silence.

She smiled with a fake smile and said to Wen Mohan sincerely, "Husband, I'm sorry. I will never yell at you again in the future and will definitely be gentle to you."

Wen Mohan raised a smile and looked at Jiang Shi and said, "Grandma, she came back to the Jiang residence because she was a little upset. I came here to take her back."

Hearing this, Jiang sighed softly and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I'm sorry for causing you trouble. Go back. You don't have to worry about me here."

After a cup of tea, the two left Jiang's house.

Jiang Mengli forced a faint smile and stared at him with narrowed eyes, "Your Highness's tea art is excellent, I admire you."

Tea art?

He didn't even make tea, so why was he talking about tea art?

Wen Mohan frowned, "My tea art is indeed good. I'll let you try it next time I have a chance."

"No need!" Jiang Mengli frowned and glared at him, "I've already tasted it and don't want to try it again, tea artist."

Tea art man?

What is this new word?

Wen Mohan was baffled and gave her a cold look, saying, "Get in the car and go back home. The gift has already been sent to the Taifu Mansion."

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