The little guy exploded again!

Jiang Ying pricked up his ears subconsciously, but after saying this, Xiao Yanqi grabbed his arm as if playing with it, which made Jiang Ying very depressed.

Did you know that eating only half of a melon can affect your lifespan?

The high lintel of the Duke's Mansion gave it a majestic look, and one could tell at a glance that it was no ordinary home.

At the door stands a pair of majestic stone lions, a female on the left and a male on the right, a typical masterpiece of a master.

"Roar——" Xiao Yan's cute face looked fierce as he roared at the stone lion that was glaring at him.

Jiang Ying couldn't stop laughing again.

This villain is so big, his sense of sensuality is going backwards as he grows older. Why?

Fortunately, Grandma Tang quickly opened the door to welcome them, otherwise Jiang Ying was afraid that passers-by would think they were crazy.

"The little prince is so lively. It makes me happy just by looking at him." After Grandma Tang finished speaking, she felt inexplicably moved.

In fact, my eldest brother, 괗哥, was also like this when he was a child.

At that time, I was alone in the capital, while the Duke of Luo was at the border, so we could not get together for several years. But with the two little rascals, Big Brother and Little Brother, accompanying me, I didn't feel lonely.

Who knew what would happen next?

The eldest brother is now eleven years old, and the younger brother is nineteen. It is a good time for them to show their strengths and gain a bright future, but their wings were abruptly clipped.

Not to mention me, even the servants who raised the two brothers feel unhappy.

"Doctor Jiang, go slower and pay attention to the threshold." Grandma Tang came to her senses and led the way.

Jiang Ying saw the huge stone screen of the Chuihua Gate at a glance.

There are also inscriptions of flying dragons and dancing phoenixes on it.

"Loyal thoughts, loyal bones, loyal soul--" Jiang Ying read aloud.

Grandma Tang smiled and said, "This is the town stone that was given to the Jiang family by Emperor Taizu of Nan Zhao. For more than a hundred years, the Jiang family has always stood firm, relying on the word 'loyalty'.

"But these are all the affairs of the grandfathers, and we women should just do our part, haha."

Jiang Ying nodded, understanding that when Grandma Tang said this, she must have meant what the old man meant.

The outer house and the inner courtyard are separated by a moon gate.

Along the way, I found that there were not many people in the Duke's Mansion, and they were not as solemn and intimidating as I had imagined. They were the kind of people who were skilled in their craft and steady.

After passing the Moon Gate, Jiang Ying clearly felt two sharp gazes falling on her.

The inner courtyard is lined with pine and bamboo trees, pavilions, towers and flowing water, which is elegant and exquisite.

The corridor twists and turns, and at an inconspicuous corner, there is a dignified and steady man in his thirties and a young girl in her eighties, the quiet and thoughtful Jiang Ying.

The elder is the Duke's wife Luo who is high up in the sky.

The young beauty has slightly frowned brows, almond eyes and rosy cheeks. She is wearing a light yellow and pink dress that makes her look delicate and graceful. Her waist is as slender as white. When she blinks slowly, her fair skin is as beautiful as waves.

놆The delicate beauty of a greenhouse flower.

It adds a touch of arrogance and playfulness.

She followed Jiang Ying as he walked forward, tilted her head slightly, and tenderly took Luo Yu's arm, "Mother, is this to thank grandma for saving my life?

“He looks so young.

"Why did you get married so early?

"However, most of the women in Nanzhao rarely go out after getting married. They stay in the inner house, take charge of feeding and educating their husbands. She can even go in and out by herself to treat illnesses. It's amazing."

"Hmph." Luo Xiao sneered before he spoke, and stroked the baby's delicate hand. "What cure? You're used to listening to those lowly people's nonsense. Your grandmother's illness was so severe that no one in the Imperial Hospital could cure it. How could she have any secret recipe at such a young age?

"I think your grandmother might be angry with us for making the decision on our own and agreeing to the marriage with the Qinwang Mansion. She is unhappy about it, so she just found someone to annoy us."

Then he retracted his gaze and looked at his little daughter tenderly, "Linlin, have you really been in love with Prince Yan for a long time?"

We were talking about goodbyes, but the topic suddenly changed to something else.

Such an embarrassing topic.

Jiang Yilin blushed, supported Luo Xiao and twisted her waist slightly, "Mom, your question is wrong no matter how your daughter answers."

Saying "놆" makes it seem like she is in love and eager to get married.

If she said "no", the marriage had already been arranged, and her mother was afraid that she would feel wronged and would inevitably make a fuss again.

Mainly, she really likes talking.

My humble lord, a royal noble, stands out among the chickens.

Born with dignity and majesty, how can those mediocre people from aristocratic families compare to him?

She had seen his brothers perform extraordinary feats on the Cuju field, had seen him be crowned with a dragon and phoenix emblem, and had also seen him drinking alone, feeling lonely and desolate.

At that time she thought, if she could enter this man's heart and become his darling, what would she have to regret in this life?

Grandma said that she was a gifted girl, born rich, and could do whatever she liked without any consideration.

But she was rarely willful since she was a child, because she knew that her mother wanted her to be a talented lady in the eyes of everyone, so that her mother could compete with her grandmother and regain her status.

She worked hard, not afraid of the hard work.

Because she knew that her grandmother already had two older brothers and would not have high hopes for her. But her mother was different. Her mother was eager to find a job and hated being inferior to her grandmother. Since she could not rely on her cynical third brother, she could only rely on her.

And she only needs to work very hard on those boring things to get 100% benefit elsewhere.

Overall, it's a good deal.

When she was eight years old, she cornered her third brother in his study and said:

"Third brother, if you don't like studying, I'll do it for you; if you don't like learning the piano, I'll do it for you; if you like going out to play, I'll be responsible for admonishing mother and avoid blaming you. But there is one thing, it's hard to undo what has been done, and you can't do anything in this life. Can you do it?"

She wanted to be the only outstanding one, to be the center of attention and to live a glorious life.

…

The mother and daughter did not take Jiang Ying seriously, and they whispered to each other.

Not long after, a bell rang out from the direction where Jiang Ying had just passed.

"Sister, sister, what a beautiful sister." Jiang Yuanchen was holding a rattle in his hand and was laughing as he said that.

The maidservant following him was holding a kite covered in mud in her arms.

Seeing him running after Jiang Ying, she looked panicked and trembled as she whispered, "Master, that's not Miss Di, please stop chasing her. Besides, Miss Di is a younger sister, not a sister."

The latter was tall, almost a head and a half taller than the maid, wearing a lake blue wide-sleeved brocade gown and a crown on his head.

If you ignore his slumped shoulders and waist and silly expression, he is actually very handsome.

He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and facial features that seem as if they were carved by wind and snow.

The lips are neither thick nor thin, rosy and silently sexy.

Jiang Ying stopped subconsciously.

Jiang Yuanchen was very happy when he saw it. He ran to Jiang Ying with slow steps and handed her his favorite rattle. "Sister, who are you? Can you play with Yuanchen for a while?"

Jiang Ying was stunned, his clear eyes flickered slightly.

The little guy in his arms twisted his body, and when he saw Jiang Yuanchen, he grinned, [Oh, who did I think I was? It turns out it’s my silly uncle Jiang Yuanchen…]