It’s true that you can’t judge a book by its cover.
Jiang Shuyue was so happy: [I'm dying of laughter! The way he twists his waist and cries while hugging the quilt must be very charming!]
Hua Hua: [It's really eye-catching, right? He's 1.8 meters tall, a typical northern burly man. Can you stand him crying and acting like a spoiled child?]
Jiang Shuyue: ...
You are still young, and you should think twice before speaking in the future.
Beichen Qingfeng's heart trembled violently and his pupils trembled.
I never thought that my father would be such a father!
Huahua: [Also, he's a son slave. He often dresses himself up as a tree or a rockery, lurking in the places where his sons study and practice martial arts to spy on them. When he hears his youngest son envying others for having romantic encounters, he immediately pays for ten beautiful girls and has them pretend to have romantic encounters with his youngest son, making him incredibly flattered...]
Jiang Shuyue: [I didn't realize this daddy is so considerate.]
What a thoughtful bullshit!
Beichen Qingfeng was complaining in his heart, wondering why he always felt like someone was paying attention to him.
It turned out to be this old man!
Beichen Qingyue was in a bad mood at this time.
He thought those girls were attracted by his charm, but it turned out to be the power of money!
He also successfully took in several concubines, thinking it was true love...
Oh my God, how can he face the three concubines at home?
Huahua: [Prince Beichen has always been a thoughtful person. When his two sons were little, he made their bellybands, diapers, and tiger-head shoes himself. Princess didn't worry about it at all. If he had the ability to nurse children, perhaps a wet nurse wouldn't even be necessary.]
Jiang Shuyue: [Comparing yourself to others is really frustrating. Look at other people’s dads, then look at mine…tsk tsk…]
The Beichen brothers had also heard rumors about Jiang An.
It’s just that the two families had no intersection before, and they didn’t like to meddle in other people’s affairs, so they didn’t pay attention.
Now that I think about it, Lord Jiang must not be a good person since he could cause the wife of the Marquis of Zhennan to sigh like that.
They were both sighing for Jiang Shuyue in their hearts, and were disturbed by her inner voice.
Jiang Shuyue: [By the way, does Prince Beichen's bellyband look good? If I bring it here, can I get a good price for it?]
Huahua: [They're beautiful! Qingfeng's is embroidered with pink daffodils, and Qingyue's is embroidered with peach-pink roses. Prince Beichen's embroidery is excellent, comparable to the embroiderers in the embroidery garden!]
Jiang Shuyue: [Wow, I'm so envious. When I was little, I used to wear rags and rags, so I didn't have a bellyband. I really want to ask Prince Beichen to make me some custom underwear!]
Zhou Yunshen grabbed her collar and pulled her back, saying with a serious face, "It's time to take a seat."
Jiang Shuyue didn't understand why he was angry, and Huahua didn't quite understand either.
Seeing the food on the table, her attention was drawn to the food again.
Grapes, peaches, chilled watermelon and lychees, the fruits in advance were so tempting that she was looking forward to the official start of the banquet.
The two sons of the Beichen family were listening with great interest when they were suddenly interrupted. They looked at Zhou Yunshen with eyes full of gratitude.
They were afraid that if they continued listening, they would hear the story of their dad making pink underwear.
"Marquis Zhennan, long time no see. I haven't seen you in the palace recently."
The Fourth Prince walked up to Zhou Yunshen. Even though there was a table between them, the Fourth Prince's excited look could not be hidden.
Jiang Shuyue: [The way he stared at my husband was like a wolf that hadn't eaten meat for a long time suddenly seeing a little rabbit.]
Beichen Qingyue: Who is the wolf? Who is the rabbit? That's the other way around, right?
Zhou Yunshen bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Your Highness. I have been very busy recently and will be away for a while. I hope Your Highness will keep me in mind."
A look of disappointment flashed in the Fourth Prince's eyes, and his gaze fell on Jiang Shuyue.
She immediately felt a cold air entering her body.
She immediately shrank her neck. Zhou Yunshen slightly opened his left arm and blocked Jiang Shuyue with his wide sleeves.
"I heard that His Highness has prepared precious gifts today. We are in for a feast for the eyes."
"It's just a little thing I found by chance. If you like it, I'll find another one for you in the future."
"Your Highness, you are joking. I am of low status and dare not enjoy the same gifts as the Queen Mother. Your Highness, please take a seat. The Queen Mother will be here soon."
The Fourth Prince glanced at Jiang Shuyue and smiled, "Sometimes I really envy the wife of the Marquis of Zhennan. She lives such a childlike life. It's really enviable."
After saying that, he turned and went to the prince's seat opposite.
The second prince also glanced at Jiang Shuyue, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he turned and left.
Jiang Shuyue: [Huahua, is he indirectly saying that I'm heartless?]
Even from two or three meters away, she could feel the aura emanating from the Fourth Prince, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
She moved closer to Zhou Yunshen and subconsciously grabbed his arm.
Zhou Yunshen held her hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid. I'll take care of everything. Just don't overeat."
Jiang Shuyue nodded, and moved her body closer to him. Her hand touched Zhou Yunshen's waist, and she couldn't help humming.
Jiang Shuyue: [The waist of the shirt is holding everything up tight~~Ahhh~~]
Zhou Yunshen was stunned, and the smile on his face deepened. He straightened his back a little with great enjoyment, and pressed closer to her, allowing her to touch him more thoroughly.
"Husband, you are awesome."
"It is an honor for a husband to receive praise from his wife."
Zhou Yunshen leaned close to her head and put his arm around her waist.
Snap!
The teacup shattered.
The young eunuch turned pale with fear. He put down his teacup and waved his hand, "How can such a crude thing be used for the Empress Dowager's birthday? Go away."
The young eunuch hurried down, feeling lucky that he had escaped.
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