Chapter 232 This person is probably a fool

For the wife of Anle Hou, it doesn't matter what Song Shiwei did, whether it was vicious or not.

What matters is that she can mix perfume, and can mix perfume that can calm the queen mother and make her sleep peacefully at night. That's enough.

The wife of the Shangshu was obviously stunned. She wandered around the two of them for a while, and then reluctantly said, "Madam is right."

The atmosphere in the room stagnated for a moment, and the ladies exchanged glances. After a while, they resumed the previous scene of reciting poems and making rivalries.

Halfway through the banquet, Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Kangan finally arrived in amorous. Jiang Zhiyu was dazzling in a red dress, wearing a snow-white fur coat, and a circle of soft white fox fur around her lapels. The whole person was wrapped tightly, and she was holding a hand warmer in her hands.

Jiang Kangan was wearing a gorgeous gown, handsome and graceful, with a smile like spring breeze and drizzle on his face. His face was white as jade, his eyes were like stars, his clear eyes were shining, his eyebrows were relaxed and he was smiling, like the spring sunshine shining directly into people's hearts.

The eyes of the noble ladies present all lit up.

On the other side, the noble ladies and gentlemen who heard that they had arrived also walked over from that side, and their eyes fell on them.

Xia Chuchu in the corner saw Jiang Zhiyu, and hurriedly got up to greet her and pulled her to sit next to her.

"Madam, how is Han Qiao's face?"

She was busy recently and went to Jinzhou again, so she didn't have time to see Han Qiao.

Seeing that she still cared about him, Xia Chuchu felt a little warm in her heart. She no longer had the resistance she had at the beginning. She smiled and said, "It's much better now. Doctor Jiang is really a great doctor. Qiaoqiao's face has recovered very well now. All the sores on her face are gone."

"That's good."

The ladies who were eavesdropping on their conversation couldn't help but interrupt, "Qiaoqiao's face, has it really recovered?" It 's

not like they haven't seen that face before. They were scared when they saw it in the daytime, not to mention at night. Many famous doctors were helpless, but now Xia Chuchu said that she has recovered very well? !

The ladies and noble ladies were all incredulous.

This is a miracle doctor! This is a real miracle doctor!

The noble ladies couldn't help but be shaken in their hearts.

If he could cure a face like that, wouldn't they be able to become peerless beauties after being treated by Dr. Jiang? !

"What kind of herbs did Dr. Jiang use? Can you tell us a little?"

"Dr. Jiang, I have a headache today. Can you treat me?"

"What do you do, Sister Zhiyu? I got a new thing recently. Come to my house and take a look."

"Sister Zhiyu, don't listen to her. The things in her house are out of date. The fox slaves in my house can do backflips. They are so beautiful. Come to my house."

They rushed over. In a moment, Jiang Zhiyu was surrounded by ladies and nobles.

Song Shiwei: "..."

Other young masters: "..."

Madam Anlehou: "..."

Seeing Jiang Zhiyu surrounded by so many people, Song Shiwei could no longer hide the jealous look on her face. Her heart seemed to be gnawed by countless ants, and the handkerchief in her hand was already wrinkled.

She turned her head to look at Madam Anlehou next to her, trying to find a companion, but saw Madam Anlehou looking over there, and there seemed to be something in her eyes - yearning?

Song Shiwei: "???"

Madam Anlehou did not notice her eyes, her eyes widened slightly, suppressing her emotions.

She has a very high pursuit of beauty, otherwise, she would not have found so many surrogate mothers to make placenta specifically for her.

But no matter how much she eats, the wrinkles on her face still increase day by day, and no matter how much makeup she puts on, she can't cover it up.

If Jiang Zhiyu is really so miraculous that she can even cure Han Qiao's face, then wouldn't it be easy to cure these wrinkles on her face?

If so, she must not be killed today.

Lady Anle Hou coughed lightly, and the maid stepped forward. Lady Anle Hou put the handkerchief in her hand and said, "Go and ask the eldest master to come over."

The maid was startled, and Lady Anle Hou's smile froze. The maid replied yes.

Although the eye contact between them was only for a moment, Jiang Kang'an saw it all.

Jiang Kang'an blinked slightly, looked at the maid's back as she left, his eyes thoughtful.

[Save me!]

More and more people came, and Jiang Zhiyu hadn't finished answering this one yet, and another one couldn't wait to ask a question. Jiang Zhiyu smiled, and her big eyes were full of helplessness.

The whole person is full of weakness, pity and helplessness.

Jiang Kangan had never seen Jiang Zhiyu like this before. His pupils trembled, his eyes softened, and his fingers moved slightly, as if he was pinching something in the air.

He was about to step forward to pull his sister out of the "sea of ​​suffering", but the door was pushed open and He Yanting walked in.

As soon as he entered the room, his eyes were accurately located on Jiang Zhiyu. Then, Jiang Kangan saw that his eyes were frozen and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Jiang Kangan's eyes suddenly became stern.

He said that Lu Yaozu couldn't have come so quickly. It turned out that this man got the news from somewhere and rushed over.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't notice the constant noises around him, but the noble ladies outside all felt a chill and looked up.

He Yanting was wearing a black flying fish suit, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his eyes were like stars, his facial features were three-dimensional, and his handsomeness was accompanied by an unspeakable arrogance and majesty.

The noble ladies looked at his eyes and lowered their heads unconsciously.

"Mr. He is here to see me today as well." Lady Anle Marquis chuckled, feeling a little superior.

He Yanting had never been to any of the banquets for seeing each other, but he came to her place...

He Yanting didn't answer, nor did he look at her, and walked straight towards Jiang Zhiyu.

Lady Anle Marquis' smile froze.

Because of his momentum, the noble ladies spontaneously made way for him. He Yanting sat next to Jiang Zhiyu, and calmly suppressed his smile, "I have something to tell you."

Jiang Zhiyu, who was finally rescued, naturally couldn't wait: "What is it?"

[Thank God, if no one else comes, I will be so embarrassed.]

He Yanting waved his hand, motioning her to come closer.

Jiang Zhiyu leaned a little towards him, and was straightened by Jiang Kangan.

"Mr. He, if you have anything to say, you may as well go outside first."

Jiang Kangan looked at He Yanting with an undisguised wariness.

[Yes, there are too many people here.]

He Yanting's eyes fell on Jiang Kangan's hand on Jiang Zhiyu's shoulder. He stared at it for a long time before looking up at him and chuckled, "Okay."

When their eyes collided, there seemed to be a flash of swords and the noble ladies and gentlemen around them all slowed down their breathing unconsciously.

Lu Yaozu had just arrived late at this time. He was obviously dressed up deliberately, wearing gorgeous clothes and holding a folding fan in his hand. As soon as he entered the room, he opened the folding fan with a "bang" and fanned it twice in a romantic manner, shivering as he fanned.

[This person is probably a fool.]