The little guy is making a splash again!
Jiang Ying subconsciously pricked up his ears, but after saying this, Xiao Yanzhi started to play with Siyu's braids, which made Jiang Ying very depressed.
Did you know that eating half of a melon will affect your life span?
The lintel of the Duke's Mansion hangs high and looks majestic, making people know at a glance that this is not an ordinary home.
There is a pair of stone lions at the door to protect the house. They are majestic, with a female on the left and a male on the right. They are the work of a master.
"Roar--" Little Yanzhi'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 powerful, and it seems like his temper is getting worse as he gets older. Why is that?
Fortunately, Nanny Tang quickly brought people to open the door and welcome them, otherwise Jiang Ying was afraid that passers-by would think they were crazy.
"The young master is so lively and pleasing to the eyes." After saying this, Nanny Tang felt inexplicably moved.
In fact, the eldest and second brothers were also like this when they were young.
The old lady was alone in the capital at that time, while Luo and the Duke were at the border, and they could not reunite for several years. But with the two naughty brothers, the eldest and the second, to accompany her, the old lady did not feel lonely.
Who knows what will happen next?
The eldest brother is now twenty-one years old, and the second 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 the old lady, even the servants who had raised the two brothers felt bad.
"Doctor Jiang, go slower and pay attention to the threshold." Nanny 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 with flying dragons and phoenixes on it.
"Loyal thoughts, loyal bones, loyal soul--" Jiang Ying read aloud.
Nanny Tang smiled and said, "This is the guardian stone given to the Jiang family by the founding emperor of Nan Zhao. For more than a hundred years, the Jiang family has always stood firm, relying on the word 'loyalty'.
"But these are men's business. We women should just do our part, haha."
Jiang Ying nodded, understanding that what Nanny Tang said must be what the old lady meant.
The outer house and the inner courtyard are separated by a moon gate.
Along the way, I found that there were not many servants in the Duke's Mansion, and it was not as solemn and scary as I had imagined. It was the kind of place where there were few but highly skilled people, and there was no chaos in the place.
After passing through 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 winding streams, which is elegant and exquisite.
The corridor twists and turns, and at an inconspicuous corner, a dignified and steady lady in her thirties and a young girl in her twenties were quietly gazing at Jiang Ying.
The elder was none other than the high and mighty Lady Luo, the wife of the Duke.
The young beauty, with slightly furrowed eyebrows, almond eyes and rosy cheeks, was dressed in a light yellow and pink dress, which made her look delicate and light, with a slender waist. When she blinked slowly, her eyes were as beautiful as waves, and she was charming and attractive.
It is the delicate beauty of a greenhouse flower.
It adds a touch of indulgence and playfulness.
She watched Jiang Ying walk forward, tilted her head slightly, and delicately took Luo's arm, "Mother, is that my grandmother's savior?
“He looks so young.
"Why did you get married so early?
"However, most women in our Nanzhao rarely go out after getting married. They stay in the inner house, manage the household chores, take care of their husbands and raise their children. Yet, she can still go out and come in freely to treat people. How amazing."
"Hmph." Luo sneered before she spoke, stroking her precious hand. "What kind of cure? You're used to listening to those servants' nonsense. Your grandmother's illness is beyond the reach of the Imperial Hospital. How could she, at such a young age, have any secrets?"
"I think your grandmother is angry that we made the decision on our own and agreed to the marriage with the Qinwang Mansion. She's not happy about it, so she just found someone to annoy us."
He then retracted his gaze and looked at his little daughter tenderly, "Linlin, have you really been in love with Prince Yan for a long time?"
I was talking about someone else, but the topic suddenly changed and involved myself.
It's still such an embarrassing topic.
Jiang Yilin blushed, supported Luo Shi and twisted her waist slightly, "Mom, if you ask this, no matter how I answer, it won't be right."
Saying "yes" made her seem like she was eager to get married.
Even if she said "no", the marriage was already decided, and her mother was afraid that she would feel wronged and would make a fuss again.
The main thing is that she really likes Yan Zhuo.
A modest gentleman, a royal noble, stands out from the crowd.
Born with dignity and majesty, how can those mediocre people from aristocratic families compare to him?
She had seen him and his brothers perform extraordinary feats on the Cuju field, seen him adorned with official robes and robes, and also seen him drinking alone, feeling lonely and desolate.
At that time, she thought, if she could get into this man's heart and become his beloved, what regrets would she have in this life?
Grandma said that she was a favored child of heaven, born into wealth, and that she could love whoever she liked or do whatever she wanted without having to think about it, and could just do whatever she wanted.
But from childhood to adulthood, she rarely acted willfully, because she knew that her mother wanted her to be a talented lady in everyone's eyes, so that her mother could compete with her grandmother and regain her status.
She worked hard and was not afraid of the hard work.
Because she knew that her grandmother already had two older brothers and would not have high expectations of her, but her mother was different. Her mother was eager for success 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 put in ten points of effort on those boring things to get twelve points of benefit elsewhere.
Overall, it's very profitable.
When she was eight years old, she blocked her third brother in the study and said:
"Third brother, if you don't like studying, I'll do it for you. If you don't like playing the piano, I'll do it for you. If you like going out to play, I'll be responsible for advising mother and avoiding your blame. But there's one thing: spilled water cannot be undone. If you don't do anything in this life, can you do it?"
She just wants to be the only outstanding person, the focus of the world and a glorious life.
…
Both mother and daughter ignored Jiang Ying and continued to whisper to each other.
Not long after, a person came up to the place where Jiang Ying had just walked past with a clang of clang.
"Sister, it's my sister, such a beautiful sister." Jiang Yuanchen held a rattle in his hand, hitting it and laughing.
The maid who followed him was holding a kite covered in mud in her arms.
Seeing him running after Jiang Ying, his face was horrified, and he whispered tremblingly, "Second Young Master, that's not the legitimate daughter, please stop chasing her. Besides, the legitimate daughter is a younger sister, not an older sister."
The latter was tall, almost a head and a half taller than the maid, wearing a lake blue wide-sleeved brocade robe and a jade crown on his head.
If you ignore his slumped shoulders and waist, and silly expression, he is actually quite handsome.
He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and facial features that seem to be carved by wind and snow.
The lips are neither thick nor thin, rosy and silently sexy.
Jiang Ying subconsciously stopped.
Jiang Yuanchen was overjoyed when he saw this. He ran to Jiang Ying with slow, slow steps and handed her his favorite rattle. "Sister, who are you? Would you like to play with Yuanchen?"
Jiang Ying was stunned, his clear eyes flickering slightly.
The little guy in his arms twisted his body, and when he saw Jiang Yuanchen, he grinned, "Oh, who was I thinking? It turns out to be my silly second uncle Jiang Yuanchen..."
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