Han Lie was stunned.
He didn't expect that Jiang would actually make such a direct request.
Jiang's identity was awkward. She had been the Queen of Daxia and the Empress Dowager. She had attended countless palace banquets and met countless foreign envoys. She was not a woman hiding in a deep house.
There must be many princes and ministers in Dai Viet who know her.
Therefore, from a realistic point of view, it is unlikely that he would allow Jiang to become his legitimate wife and show it to the public.
The Prime Minister of Dai Viet suddenly changed his wife, who looked exactly like the Queen Mother of Daxia. If this matter were to be made public, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Before, I told Jiang that one day I would help her become the prime minister's wife, but that was just a way to coax a woman.
"Hui'er, don't get excited." Han Lie gently stroked Jiang's back.
"Are you going to agree or not?" Jiang broke free from Han Lie's arms, grabbed his shoulders, and stared into his eyes.
"Hui'er!" Han Lie sighed heavily.
"Don't be like this. We are not naive boys and girls anymore. We can't take things lightly! We must think carefully before making any decision."
When Jiang heard this, she pushed Han Lie out with both hands and said coldly, "Han Changqing, what do you mean by this?"
"You never intended for me to be your wife, did you?!"
"Those words you said before were just to coax me, right?!"
Han Lie's eyes dodged, not daring to look directly at Jiang.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Hui'er, I'm not kidding you. I dream of marrying you."
Jiang sneered, brought her face close to Han Lie, and said sternly, "You dream of marrying me. If you really want to, then send that bitch to hell right now and marry me!"
Han Lie glanced at Jiang in disbelief. "Hui'er, you've lost your mind because of her. Let's not talk about this today. Wait a few days, when you calm down, and then we can have a good talk, okay?"
Jiang looked at the man in front of her coldly. She caught the panic and guilt in his evasive gaze.
Jiang's aggressive gaze dimmed instantly. After a long moment, she murmured, "Okay."
Han Lie, however, was as if he had been pardoned, with a flicker of joy on his face, "I knew that my Hui'er is the most understanding."
At this moment, Yao Jinse walked in, "Father, Mother, dinner is ready, Chaozong is back, let's go eat first."
Han Lie stood up and straightened his clothes.
Yao Jinse thought he was going to the dining room with Jiang, so she stepped forward to support him and said, "Father, Mother, let's go quickly!"
Unexpectedly, Han Lie said, "It's too late today. I have to go back first. Hui'er, Jinse, enjoy your meal. Don't worry about anything. I'll take care of everything."
After saying that, without waiting for the mother and daughter to reply, he strode out.
"Father..." Yao Jinse was stunned.
There seemed to be something wrong with my father today, he seemed a little cold.
Jiang stared at Han Lie's back as he disappeared into the night, with a chilling coldness in his eyes.
Yao Jinse caught her mother's expression and was startled. She hurriedly asked with concern, "Mom, what happened to you today? Did you have a fight with Dad?"
Jiang glanced at Yao Jinse, her eyes twinkling as she said, "I'm fine, I'm just too tired today."
"Jinse, please ask the maid to bring me some porridge and some side dishes to my room. I don't want to move."
Yao Jinse responded and went out.
In the dining room, Yao Jinse and a tall and straight man sat opposite each other and ate their meal leisurely.
The man raised his eyes, his eyes were bright and lively, and his face was quite handsome. He was none other than Mr. Liang, the imperial tutor of the young Emperor of Dai Yue.
"What happened today? Why did you suddenly change your residence?" the man asked.
Yao Jinse smiled gently: "Nothing, just some problems. Madam Han found out about the other courtyard."
The man silently twitched the corners of his lips, a hint of mockery in his eyes, and then he asked, "Can we get back the things we left in the courtyard?"
Yao Jinse picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and said calmly, "I don't know what Madam Han will do next. Let's wait and see."
"Anyway, my father has given us some more banknotes. We can just buy whatever we need."
The man frowned and said, "It's mainly because of my clothes, shoes, and hats. Many of them are new. It would be a shame if I can't get them back."
Yao Jinse looked at the man in confusion, "Husband, you're so strange! Now that you're the Emperor's tutor, shouldn't you be more concerned about those precious books in the study in the other courtyard?"
"How can a grown man like you care about clothes, shoes, and hats? I'm a woman, and I'm not as worried about clothes as you are."
A trace of panic flashed across the man's face, but it disappeared in an instant. He hurriedly drank a mouthful of porridge to cover up his panic.
Then, he put on a serious expression and said, "As the Emperor's tutor, I go to the palace every day to give lectures to His Majesty. Naturally, I have to pay attention to my appearance."
"If those clothes, shoes and hats are gone, I have to make new ones. Isn't that a waste of energy and money?"
Yao Jinse's hand holding the chopsticks stopped mid-air, staring blankly at the man. "There's no need to be so exaggerated when it comes to appearances, right?"
"I remember that last month, you had thirty sets of clothes made at the largest tailor shop in Beijing, and you also bought dozens of pairs of shoes and hats at the most luxurious shoe and hat shops."
"Even if I need to go to the palace every day, it doesn't have to be like this, right?"
The man's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "Serving in His Majesty's presence is like anything else, so naturally you have to wear brighter clothes."
Yao Jinse murmured, "Is it really so?"
The man said impatiently, "Stop talking about those useless things. Eat quickly and come into the room to help me unblock the acupuncture points. It's really uncomfortable to be facing a strange face all day."
…
When the moon was at its zenith, in Yue Haoyun's palace.
In a remote courtyard, Yue Haoyun sat at the stone table, holding the jade ring in his hand, staring at it in a daze for a long time.
This is an empty courtyard in the palace. Ever since Yue Haoyun faked his death, he has lived here most of the time.
With a click, the lock of the courtyard gate was opened. Yue Haoyun was startled by the sound and looked up.
Qiao Yuniang (Xiao Zilan) walked in carrying a tray.
In the palace, not many people knew that Yue Haoyun had faked his death. Apart from Princess Min, there were only a few of Yue Haoyun's confidants, as well as Qiao Yu Niang, Chunyu Yilan and others.
"My lord, I noticed that you ate too little for dinner today. Worried that the food was not to your liking, I took the initiative to ask the kitchen to make a bowl of your favorite fish soup." Qiao Yu Niang said gently.
As he spoke, he brought the tray to the stone table.
Yue Haoyun looked up at Qiao Yuniang, then at the fish soup, and his frown instantly relaxed.
"You're thoughtful," he praised.
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