Something that was supposed to be in the Prince's Mansion suddenly appeared here, and it was the relic of his deceased mother.

Who would believe this without Yan Zhuo's instruction?

The ladies couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, what's so good about Jiang Ying that he could charm Prince Yan to this extent?

It must be because of the child!

If they had known that Prince Yan was such a child slave, they wouldn't have talked about propriety and morality, they would have just attacked him!

However, no matter what these girls think, now that the matter is done, Jiang Ying has changed into the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family and the wife of the royal family, and is still in the Jiang family's turf. Even if they are unwilling in their hearts, they dare not speak out as recklessly as they did in the Qinwang Mansion.

I heard that Meng Weiwei went home yesterday with esophageal inflammation and couldn't even swallow porridge or water.

We really can't afford such consequences!

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"Sister Ying, come here. Grandpa has gifts here. Originally, the clan should have sent a few more people, your cousins, but this rainy season is a good time to grow rice seedlings. The tenants like to be lazy and need to be watched, so they can't spare the time. But everyone is thinking about you, so we prepared gifts for Grandpa to bring to you."

As Jiang Pinhuai spoke, he unfolded a pull-out box, which was filled with sachets, jade pendants, hairpins, and silk flowers.

It may seem inconspicuous at first glance, but in fact the stitches of the sachet are dense and solid, the jade pendant is emerald green and translucent, the gold hairpin is bright yellow and is as good as the best brocade in the capital, and the silk flowers are layered and lifelike, just like the real thing!

Jiang Ying could tell at a glance that these cousins, who seemed to be plain-looking brothers and sisters, were probably all quite talented craftsmen.

The first and third branches of the Jiang family have salt tunnels and mining tunnels. They are not as powerful as the first branch, but they are definitely not in dire straits.

Here, Jiang Ying had just accepted the gift from Grandpa Taizu, while over there, Jiang Shang and Old Lady 廩 each took out their own.

"Father and mother, together we have prepared six gifts for Yingying, to make up for the six years that our sister Ying has been missing."

As Jiang Shang spoke, he opened the box. From the one-year-old An Jinsuo, to the two-year-old An Ruyi, the three-year-old An Fubao, the four-year-old diamond-shaped mirror, the five-year-old An buckle, the six-year-old jade chain, the seven-year-old aromatherapy cream, the eight-year-old gold bracelet, the four-year-old South Pearl necklace, the four-year-old tourmaline earrings... all the way to the six-year-old, it almost encompassed a little girl's yearning and expectation from childhood to adulthood.

Jiang Ying held it in his hand, and his nose felt slightly sore and inexplicably heavy.

It must be said that Jiang Shang understood the little girl, and to help her feel better, he even said that it was her biological mother who sent the gift together.

Can Luo actually remember her?

At this moment, he was clearly by Jiang Yilin's side, comforting her and telling her not to be sad about recognizing her ancestors.

Because even if she regained her status as a legitimate daughter, it would not affect the existence of her adopted daughter.

However, at such a happy moment, Jiang Ying did not want to think too much, he smiled and nodded to accept it, "It is said that my mother is a daughter slave. I did not believe it at first, but after receiving this box of gifts today, I believe it without a doubt.

"Because if I hadn't loved Sister Lin from the bottom of my heart, you definitely wouldn't know what a little girl loves most at every age. You're right, dear?"

She has a soft voice, lively expression, and her clothes are extremely bright and attractive.

So it sounds like there is no grudge in what he said, it is just frank and open.

Some ladies who were watching the ceremony couldn't help but praise her after hearing this, "She is indeed the real eldest daughter of the Jiang family. She has the same broad mind as her grandmother, which is admirable."

"Of course, otherwise you would be like some small doormen, hiding from people?"

Jiang Yilin was humiliated by this remark, and she did not take Luo's company seriously.

Jiang Shang touched his nose in embarrassment, regretting that he was so careless. Even a gift made his own daughter so sad.

After you make up your mind, you will have to choose a gift more carefully when you have the chance.

When Grandma Tang handed the old lady's gift to Jiang Ying, it felt heavy. She deliberately pressed Jiang Ying's hand with a smile.

Jiang Ying understood immediately that this could not be opened.

It was a heavy box. My grandmother couldn’t give her stones, so the only thing she could give her was gold!

Thinking of the fifty thousand taels of silver that she had given him last time, Jiang Ying was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This old lady was really honest and had a lot of money.

껩I'm not afraid that she will be targeted by robbers!

After collecting the old lady's money, there were still four people queuing up in the audience.

Two maids, a servant and a guard.

Jiang Ying was undoubtedly familiar with them all: Yu Wu beside his eldest brother, Xue Zhi beside his younger brother, Pineapple beside his third brother, and Qi Ren beside Yi Yanzhuo.

Qi Renhun was wrapped in black, his face was as cold as ice, and he refused to be looked at by anyone.

Then they came over one by one slowly. The eldest brother gave them a small crossbow with a note on it: No matter when or where, take good care of yourself, your life is the most important.

What 괗 brother gave was a wooden doll, which was the image of Jiang Ying sitting in the pavilion and grilling meat.

There is a note on the 껩: Today the ceremony is over and the sun is rising. I hope you will stick to your childhood aspirations, spread your wings and fly high, be self-disciplined and prudent, be diligent and kind, be gentle, respectful and polite, and cultivate yourself to be upright.

What the third brother gave was the deed to a house.

The crooked handwriting is the ugliest: The cook from Zhenliao Pavilion has been found. From now on, if you get bored of staying in the Duke's Mansion, just escape to Feiyu's house. But remember to go there for a free meal!

Jiang Ying almost burst out laughing when he heard the last sentence.

The third brother was indeed the most mischievous and out of line, but this gift pleased her the most.

People always want to have a little nest of their own no matter when and where they are, especially since she had been living in Yan Zhuo's house before. Although Yan Zhuo had never chased her away, she still didn't feel as safe as having her own house.

Finally it was Qi Ren's turn. Jiang Ying pursed her lips, thinking about how to refuse.

I don't want to talk about these material things.

If she and 놛 part ways after a year, she will definitely return every penny of the four hundred yuan betrothal gift 놛 gave her!

As a result, the thing that Qi Ren took out from his arms was not even packaged. It was just a golden dagger the size of a palm.

Jiang Ying felt that it looked very familiar, and after taking a closer look, he realized that this was the same sword that Yan Zhuo had given to Monkey before.

Now when I look at it again, I realize that the patterns on the scabbard are one phoenix and one phoenix, and when put together they form a phoenix.

This small and exquisite toy-shaped gold nugget turned out to be a pair!

I also gave it to my son, is it true or not...

Jiang Ying was so busy complaining that he forgot to stop Qi Ren. However, he knew what was going on and quickly threw the dagger on top of a pile of gift boxes. He then stepped back and said sternly, "Miss Jiang, I am just following orders. Please don't make things difficult for me."

"Also, I originally wanted to give you something, but seeing that everyone else's gifts were so... uh, I don't have any money.

"Why not give Miss Jiang an order to serve you? In the future, if Miss Jiang needs you, you can do whatever she wants."

He sounded pitiful, as if Jiang Ying had eaten a free meal.

Looking at the dagger, Jiang Ying almost blurted out "Why didn't Yan Zhuo come?"

The words came to his lips, and he asked with a smile, "Really? Guard Qi, if your master sends you, what will you do?"