Jiang Zhiyu sneered.
【That's all I can do.】
If he were to see zombies, he'd probably wet his pants.
He Yanting: “…”
Zombie? I remember she often mentioned that she looked like the Zombie King.
It seems that zombies should look similar to them, so how could they scare people so much?
Lu Yaozu was worried about his younger brother, so he said a few words to the wife of Marquis Anle and hurried over in small steps. When he saw Jiang Zhiyu standing by his brother's bed, he narrowed his eyes and stared at her vigilantly.
"Don't squint. Your eyes are already small. You can't see anything if you squint any more."
Everyone was startled, and they all looked up at Lu Yaozu, covering their faces and laughing.
Lu Yaozu was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that she would dare to say that in public. But he had to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor and couldn't argue with her. He almost got hurt from holding it in.
What the hell is he trying to do? Such a good plan, why doesn't he just act on it?
Her brother has been harmed by her into this state, even if she dies, it cannot make up for it!
"Miss Jiang is really sharp-tongued. Daizong was hurt by you no matter what. Now I see that he has no guilt at all. The family education of the Xiangfu is really not commendable to me."
Lu Yaozu took the fan, fanned her a few times, and looked at her provocatively.
He Yanting raised his eyes slightly, a smile clearly visible in his eyes. The next moment, Jiang Zhiyu said in surprise: "I didn't expect that you have such good taste. I can't say enough good things about the family education of the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Lu Yaozu: “???”
He looked at Jiang Zhiyu with a puzzled look, thinking she was mocking him, but after seeing the sincere admiration in her eyes, the doubts in his eyes became even greater.
No, is she okay?
Wait, that’s not right. It seems that she has severed ties with the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
Song Shiwei, who had just walked in, happened to hear Jiang Zhiyu's words. She paused smiling, nodded politely to everyone, and then looked at Jiang Zhiyu: "Sister, I know you have complaints about father, but you can't say it like this."
Jiang Zhiyu chuckled. "What did I say? Master Lu expressed his opinion, and I praised his. Isn't this a normal conversation?"
"Eat less salt, you have so much free time."
Song Shiwei: "..."
She clenched her fists under her sleeves and gritted her teeth.
Jiang Zhiyu was proud of herself just this time. No matter what magic she used to make others protect her, once she caught the Queen Mother's eye, she would be trampled under her feet!
Just like before.
After imagining the miserable look of Jiang Zhiyu being stepped on by him, Song Shiwei let out a sigh and felt a little better. He turned around and went to look for the noble ladies he had made friends with before.
【Why are you becoming more and more impatient? 】
[She doesn't have the same sense of forbearance as in her character design at all, and why haven't I seen any of her plans or power in the original book? ]
[Is she giving up on revenge? ]
Jiang Zhiyu looked at Song Shiwei in confusion. He Yanting beside her suddenly said, "The plum blossoms over there are blooming beautifully. Miss Jiang, would you like to go over and take a look?"
Jiang Zhiyu looked out the window. The wind outside had stopped at some point, and the sun began to pour down on the earth. But even so, Jiang Zhiyu didn't really want to go out.
It's cold.
Before she could open her mouth to refuse, He Yanting's voice, tinged with laughter, rang out, "Don't go out." He raised his hand and pointed, "From the window over there, you can just admire the entire plum forest."
Not going out? Jiang Zhiyu nodded: "Okay."
Then he walked in the direction he pointed.
There was no one over there, and the others behind him wanted to follow, but were stopped by He Yanting with a look.
The two of them stood side by side. Jiang Zhiyu had only been looking out the window for a few seconds when she heard him say, "The Queen Mother has been suffering from insomnia lately and wants someone skilled in incense making to prepare a calming incense for her. As far as I know, the wife of the Marquis of Anle has informed the Prime Minister's residence of this news."
His voice was low, as if pouring into Jiang Zhiyu's ear, and gradually became clearer.
[This isn't some kind of incense for insomnia, it's simply because I feel my beloved male companion has been physically exhausted these past few days, so I wanted to use some aphrodisiac incense to help cheer him up.]
He Yanting: “…”
There was a rare hint of confusion in his eyes.
[No wonder Song Shiwei came. It turns out he came to show his loyalty to the wife of Marquis Anle.]
[Calculating the time, the Emperor will soon find out about the Anle Marquis' wife running a casino. Once he has the person under control, he will probably take action.]
[The Queen Mother's male favorite is married, and wants to have children. He's taken over by the Queen Mother at night, so during the day he doubles his energy on his wife. He's still physically fit after so many times a day, so he must be the male protagonist.]
Jiang Kangan finally got rid of the ladies and wanted to come over to see what they were talking about: "..."
Song Shiwei was probably thinking about coaxing the Queen Mother into submission. If she could win her favor, no one would dare to mention her past affairs, and it would be much easier for her to do things in the future.
[It's a shame, her idea is doomed to fail. No matter how strong the aphrodisiac scent is, if she doesn't have the energy, she won't have the energy. If she forces it, it will probably backfire.]
[But the Queen Mother wouldn't blame her male lover, and the male lover wouldn't say that he gave all the surplus food to his wife. If that happens, Song Shiwei will have to take the blame.]
[Tsk tsk, how miserable.]
He Yanting: “…”
Jiang Kangan: “…”
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.
Jiang Zhiyu finished her inner complaints, then seeing He Yanting's thoughtful expression, she responded, "Thank you for the information. I'll be careful."
He Yanting: “…”
What are you being careful about? Are you careful not to let Song Shiwei suffer the consequences of his own actions?
As he thought about this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
【What are you laughing at?】
Jiang Zhiyu's lips moved slightly, but before she could ask, she saw the servants from the Anle Marquis's residence hurried in and reported loudly, "Madam, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to say he wants to come to the Marquis's residence for a chat. The carriage is already on the way."
As if a fuse had been lit, the originally calm scene became noisy again. Everyone's faces were a little excited. Led by the wife of Marquis Anle, everyone filed out, waiting for the arrival of the prince.
Behind them, Jiang Zhiyu reached out and tugged at He Yanting's sleeve. "Speaking of which, aren't you embarrassed every time you meet? Now that your leg injury has healed, will the emperor still tolerate you?"
He Yanting lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Don't say that carelessly. Your Majesty loves me so much, how could he not tolerate me?"
"That would be great, Your Highness."
Jiang Zhiyu licked his lips and said, "We can be considered friends now. Since you've told me the news several times, if you have any problems in the future, just come to me and I'll help you solve it."
She patted her chest. He Yanting stared at her face with his dark eyes. His Adam's apple rolled twice and his voice was hoarse: "Okay, then I will rely on Miss Jiang."
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