Dewdrop walked to the door and instructed the waiter. A moment later, the waiter brought up tea.
The waiter wanted to bring the tea to the private room, but Lu Zhu refused. She brought the tea in herself and poured a cup for Jiang Wei.
Jiang Wei took a small sip. It was slightly bitter at first, but left a lingering fragrance in her mouth, followed by a sweet aftertaste. She examined the tea soup, which was a light yellow and transparent color.
Looking at the table full of pastries, Jiang Wei was in a great mood, and her eyebrows unconsciously curved into a smile.
Jiang Wei picked up a piece of chestnut cake, took a bite, and said, "It's delicious, you should eat some too." She couldn't skimp on herself.
With a satisfied smile as she ate the pastries, her voice sweet and charming, she urged her two maids to eat as well.
Qingfeng: "???" Wasn't Miss Jiang very sad? He witnessed it with his own eyes, and she doesn't seem very sad.
Qingfeng glanced at Xiao Zhan.
Hearing that sweet voice, Xiao Zhan felt inexplicably better.
Qingfeng ordered a pot of Yunwu Baiya tea, the same signature dessert as Tongjiangwei.
Dewdrop was initially worried that Jiang Wei would be sad, but seeing that she wasn't, she cheered up and reached for a piece of white jade hibiscus cake to eat. Carefree, she said, "Miss, this cake is really delicious. You should try some too. Sister Lian Sang, why aren't you eating any? It's so delicious."
She reached out and grabbed two pieces of white jade hibiscus cake, stuffing them into Lian Sang's hand. Afraid that Lian Sang would be embarrassed to eat them, Lu Zhu also gave her a few hazelnuts.
Sister Lian Sang is very proper and reserved, but she is loyal to her daughter. Since she arrived, she has never been afraid of anyone harming her daughter, because Lian Sang always blocks anyone from getting close.
Therefore, she also particularly liked Bian Liansang. She would treat a girl well in return, and she would stuff Liansang with food until he was stuffed full.
Dewdrop stood behind Jiang Wei, eating heartily, her face beaming with a charmingly naive smile.
Jiang Wei had Lu Zhu stand in front of her while she ate, and watching her eat made her appetite even better.
Before long, the master and servants finished eating and asked the waiter to take the food back for the other beads.
Xiao Zhan listened to the discussion between the mistress and servant, and followed them to taste the pastries that Jiang Wei had eaten one by one. He then took away the pastries that Jiang Wei said were delicious in a food box.
Xiao Zhan sat in the carriage, looking at the food box.
The horse neighed, and the carriage suddenly swayed a few times before coming to a stop. Xiao Zhan remained still, reaching out to hold the food box, his brows furrowed.
A chorus of curses erupted from outside. "Get out of my way! Don't you know whose carriage you're blocking? If you delay the young master's business, you'll be sorry!" The coachman, seeing that it was an ordinary carriage without any markings, took advantage of his master's power and brandished his whip.
Qingfeng peeked out and saw Song Tingxuan lift the carriage curtain, looking at Qingfeng with displeasure.
"Aren't you going yet?" Song Tingxuan lowered the carriage curtain.
Upon hearing this piercing sound, a fierce glint flashed in Xiao Zhan's eyes.
The driver, having received the order, became even more arrogant, shouting, "Get out of here now!"
Regardless of where the carriage in front was still parked, he spurred his horse to crash into it.
Anyway, their carriage was obviously sturdier than the one on the other side, so if they damaged their carriage, it was their own fault for being careless.
Qingfeng glanced at Xiao Zhan, then leaped onto Song Tingxuan's carriage, grabbed the coachman, and slammed him to the ground.
The coachman screamed in agony.
Song Tingxuan stepped out of the carriage. "Who gave you the audacity to hurt my people?" He drew his sword and thrust it toward Qingfeng's heart, but any swordsman could immediately see through its technique.
Qingfeng stood there leisurely, his face disdainful, not taking Song Tingxuan seriously at all.
Enraged, Song Tingxuan swung his sword even harder and faster, just as it was about to strike Qingfeng's heart.
Qingfeng flashed behind Song Tingxuan and kicked him in the butt. "Persimmon? What kind is it? A soft-legged shrimp naked in broad daylight?"
Song Tingxuan fell off his horse, staggered a few steps, and only managed to steady himself by sticking his sword into a crack in the ground.
With a light touch, Qingfeng leaped up and landed on Song Tingxuan's head opposite him. "Persimmon is indeed soft. I wonder who Persimmon's master is. He's really disgracing his master."
Qingfeng insulted and provoked him.
Song Tingxuan's eyes widened in anger. When had he ever suffered such an insult? He raised his sword again and pointed it at Qingfeng.
Qingfeng was skilled in martial arts and had fought alongside Xiao Zhan on the border battlefield. He was a veteran of countless battles and did not take Song Tingxuan seriously.
Qingfeng kicked Song Tingxuan's wrist, sending the sword flying from his hand and embedding it in the wall. Song Tingxuan's hand trembled in pain.
Song Tingxuan couldn't even withstand a single move from Qingfeng. Xiao Zhan only glanced at him before lowering the carriage curtain and sitting quietly inside.
"Qingfeng." Xiao Zhan called out as the sword sheath slid into the wall.
Qingfeng knew his master was about to leave, so he patted the horse blocking his way.
"Clop, clop, clop," the horse pulled the cart to the side.
"Horses are more sensible than people," Qingfeng sighed, then mounted his horse and rode away.
"Go and inform them that Prince Song is being wasted in the Imperial Guard." With such abilities, he doesn't even dare to dream of the position of Deputy Commander of the Imperial Guard.
What I see today is that Song Tingxuan seems quite different from what I knew before. Back then, he was far away on the border, unable to exert his influence. Now he has returned…
"Go, reinvestigate the matter between Song Tingxuan and Miss Jiang," Xiao Zhan ordered.
Fuqin Courtyard, main building.
Jiang Rou leaned against Aunt Liu's chest, her face flushed with shyness and her head bowed low. "Mother, Brother Xuan said that I'm the only one in his heart, and he only wants to marry me."
"You mean, you were... seen by many people?" Aunt Liu's face showed no worry, but her eyes gleamed.
Noble families care the most about their reputation, so Rou'er was destined to marry into the Marquis's mansion.
The thought that her daughter would be the future Lady of the Marquis made Aunt Liu's smile deepen.
"My daughter is truly accomplished." Aunt Liu said, patting Jiang Rou's shoulder, just as footsteps sounded outside the door.
Jiang Zai Shui walked in and slapped Jiang Rou across the face. "You unfilial daughter, how could you do such a thing? Where do you put the Jiang family's reputation? You've completely disgraced us."
Jiang, who usually dotes on Jiang Rou, was genuinely angry this time.
When Jiang Zai Shui was in the Ministry of Rites, the Marquis's mansion sent someone to invite him. He thought that his promotion was in the works, but he never expected that it was his daughter who was having an affair with the heir. He subconsciously thought it was Jiang Wei. If they were having an affair, so be it, since they were getting married next month anyway.
To his surprise, it turned out to be Jiang Rou. The people from the Marquis's mansion were openly and subtly accusing his daughter of seducing the young master, which made him look very embarrassed.
He originally wanted to suggest that since Jiang Rou and the young master had already consummated their marriage, Jiang Rou should marry into the Marquis's mansion and the two sisters could switch places, but no matter what, they only wanted Jiang Wei.
They said that if it weren't for Jiang Wei's obedience, they would have doubted the character of the Jiang family's daughter.
They agreed to let Jiang Rou become their concubine.
How can you expect him to have his two women serve one man?
In this way, he would have raised one of his daughters for nothing, without contributing anything at all.
Jiang was furious, but dared not openly confront the Marquis at his residence, so he could only endure it.
Jiang Rou couldn't believe it; Jiang Zai Shui had never spoken a harsh word to her since they were children, yet today he had hit her.
The joy she had just felt vanished, and Jiang Rou covered her face, tears streaming down her face like a running faucet. "Father, hit me."
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