Chapter 1539 Shared Wife 13
Song Jinhuan's pupils constricted, she was shocked and bewildered, her disbelief evident in her expression.
"Three jin!!! What happened?"
Screams!!!
Sanjin's voice, replying almost instantly, was filled with guilt: "That's exactly how it's displayed~"
Song Jinhuan still found it unbelievable, "Two mission objectives!!!"
Sanjin coughed twice and corrected very seriously: "To be precise, it's one."
It's just that it's divided into two.
Behind the carriage curtain, a man dressed in fine clothes leaned forward slightly and peeked out.
His exceptionally handsome face was pale from a long illness, and his phoenix eyes, with their slightly upturned corners, swept lightly over the crowd. When he passed Yuan Xiu, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
The man dressed as a guard was probably looking at their fiancée, Miss Li.
The girl was sixteen years old, and just as the letter described, she was very beautiful and had a captivating charm.
However, at this moment, he seemed lost in thought, as if pondering something.
Yuan Xiu noticed the probing gaze coming from ahead and looked up to meet it.
Her once deeply hidden phoenix eyes revealed a hint of nervousness when they met Yuan Qing's tightly pursed lips.
He subconsciously glanced at Song Jinhuan, observing the expression on her face.
Her almond-shaped eyes were fixed on the person opposite her.
From Yuan Xiu's perspective, he couldn't see Song Jinhuan's eyes.
Song Jinhuan is trying to process the information Sanjin gave her.
In the original storyline, the Jiang family had only one male protagonist across ten generations.
However, the current problem is that Jiang's mother gave birth to twins, and the two shared a single lifeline.
If Jiang Yuanqing dies, Jiang Yuanxiu will also die immediately.
Jiang Yuanxiu was injured, and Jiang Yuanqing also had to recuperate.
The 88 desires to destroy the world were also divided equally into two, each becoming 44.
Oh, just now, Jiang Yuanxiu's desire to destroy the world increased a little.
Jiang Yuanqing's desire to destroy the world remained completely unmoved.
"Three catties, are their desires to destroy the world not rising and falling in sync?"
Sanjin: "This is a good thing, it means we can take them down one by one."
Song Jinhuan analyzed, "Although we share a life, we have two heads. Even if we always get along well, we will always have different preferences and there will definitely be times when we disagree."
Therefore, she planned to pretend she knew nothing until the mission objective was revealed.
Before that, it must be determined whether the position of the manor lord's wife is indispensable to her.
Sanjin: "I believe the host can do it."
The crisp tinkling of the jade pendants clinking together pulled Song Jinhuan back to reality, and her gaze returned to focus.
The first thing that catches the eye is the pink and blue beaded necklace the man wears at his waist, which looks fresh and pleasing against the backdrop of his off-white brocade robe.
He stopped in front of Prime Minister Hua in just a few steps.
"Uncle, it's been so many years. How have you been?"
The entire Hua family is known for its outstanding appearance.
However, Hua Chengxiang was momentarily stunned when faced with the approaching handsome face.
Fortunately, he quickly regained his composure, put on a smile, and said, "Nephew, you've come from afar. Please come with me to my residence to rest."
The Prime Minister's wife spoke up at the right moment: "The courtyard has been taken care of, and I specially instructed the kitchen to prepare authentic local delicacies. You must try them."
Hua Suxin took the woman's arm and said with a smile, "When Mother heard the news that Young Master Jiang was coming to visit, she immediately instructed the servants to make preparations for his arrival, hoping that Young Master Jiang would have a pleasant stay at our home."
She was intimate with the woman, yet her every gesture exuded the grace and poise of a well-bred lady, and her words and actions were always perfectly appropriate.
Jiang Yuanqing responded politely, "Thank you, Auntie."
The scene of exchanging pleasantries made it seem as if people who hadn't seen each other for nearly twenty years were meeting every few days.
Then, Jiang Yuanqing looked at Song Jinhuan, who was standing in the background, and asked knowingly, "Who is this?"
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