Chapter 1587 Shared Wife 61
So, Song Jinhuan received another invitation.
The day after being refused again, Song Jinhuan had breakfast with Mr. and Mrs. Li. Looking around the house, she asked in confusion, "Father, Mother, where is Wenrui?"
Li Kangping placed one of the thin pancakes made by his mother into Song Jinhuan's hands, and another into Jiang Yuanxiu's hands, before saying with a smile, "Old Master Liu not only teaches academic knowledge, but also techniques for strengthening the body."
“Every other day, before dawn, Wenrui would go over to practice horse stance.”
"You eat first, and he will be back in half an hour."
Song Jinhuan nodded slightly, took a bite of the thin pancake, and then ate a mouthful of thick white porridge. Her taste buds were filled with the familiar flavor, and her eyes curved into crescent moons with happiness. She said with satisfaction, "Mom's pancakes are still the best!"
Li's mother was delighted and said, "Tell me in advance when you're going back, and I'll make extra so you can take some with you."
Jiang Yuanxiu immediately chimed in, "Mother, then you should make more. I love to eat them just like you do!"
Li's mother couldn't stop smiling and kept saying "good" to herself.
Shortly after breakfast, a servant from Mr. Liu's household came to inform him that Li Wenrui had gone to visit the Prime Minister's residence with the old man and did not know when they would return.
Song Jinhuan exchanged a meaningful glance with Jiang Yuanxiu, and sure enough, she soon received another invitation from the Prime Minister's residence.
Li Wenrui became a bargaining chip for them in a disguised form of blackmail.
This trip is a must.
Song Jinhuan and Jiang Yuanxiu changed their clothes and boarded the carriage waiting outside the Prime Minister's residence.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yuanqing sneaked into the Prime Minister's residence, avoiding detection.
"Wenrui still has lessons to finish today, so I cannot stay here any longer."
Inside the room, Old Liu shielded Li Wenrui behind him and spoke to the steward of the Prime Minister's residence in front of him.
The butler bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, the room is fully equipped with books and writing materials. You may teach here."
The reason why Mr. Liu came to the Prime Minister's residence was because someone from the residence came to say that the Prime Minister wanted to know about Li Wenrui's progress in studying literature.
Mr. Liu was quite satisfied and proud of Li Wenrui, and there was an element of showing off compared to his previous visits.
But once inside the house, I vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
When I suggested leaving, I was politely refused.
He turned and patted Li Wenrui on the shoulder, pointing to the desk opposite him, saying, "Wenrui, sit down."
Li Wenrui bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, sir."
The sound of a lecture came from inside the room, and only then did the butler leave.
The footsteps outside faded away before Mr. Liu's voice stopped, "Wenrui, I'm afraid we'll have to stay here all day."
Li Wenrui sat upright with her small body, raised her head from her book upon hearing the voice, and said confidently, "Teacher, my older sister will be here to pick us up soon."
Old Mr. Liu twitched his beard, showing some interest: "Oh?"
Li Wenrui smiled slightly like a little adult, "When I need someone's help, I can't let the teachers and students suffer any injustice."
He had perfectly imitated Jiang Yuanqing's mischievous manner.
Jiang Yuanqing overheard everything outside and felt slightly relieved. He didn't rush in but continued to stay hidden in the shadows to protect her.
The carriage arrived at the Prime Minister's residence.
The four members of the Hua family came to greet us.
After skipping the pleasantries, Song Jinhuan got straight to the point: "Where are Mr. Liu and my brother?"
The Prime Minister explained in a friendly tone, "The teacher is giving a lesson. It's rare for you to come back. We have prepared some delicious food at home. Please take a seat."
Song Jinhuan insisted, "I want to see them first."
The prime minister turned his gaze to Jiang Yuanxiu, who was standing to the side.
Jiang Yuanxiu drew half of the long sword from his waist and blinked innocently: "Why are you looking at me? Just do as my wife says."
He couldn't make the decision.
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