"Woof——" Erniu barked softly again, full of flattery.
Jiang Si couldn't help but feel softened.
Forget it, for Erniu's sake—she patted Erniu on the back and returned to Ah Man: "Ah Man, give me a snail."
In wealthy families, personal maids like Ah Man would carry with them items such as black eye makeup and powder. These items were delicate, small in size, and were sufficient for the girls to touch up their makeup in an emergency.
Ah Man hurriedly took out Dailuo from his purse and handed it to Jiang Si.
The girl is naturally beautiful, what does she need Dailuo for? Hiss——Does she want to draw a pair of eyebrows for Erniu?
Ah Man quickly shook his head to get rid of this ridiculous thought and remained silent.
Talk less and do more, and follow the girl.
Jiang Si returned to Erniu, wrote a simple word "Thank you" on the back of the note, put it back into the purse, hung it around Erniu's neck, and rubbed its thick hair: "Go."
The big dog was unwilling to give up, so he opened his mouth, bit the hem of Jiang Si's skirt and tried to pull it back.
The master said that if you bring the mistress back, he will reward you with two basins of meat and bones.
"Let's go. It's not convenient for me to come over now." The word "thank you" has already made her attitude clear. She can't just run to his place for no reason, right?
Erniu opened his mouth and stared at Jiang Si blankly. His round eyes were dark and bright, and he looked pitiful.
"It really won't work." Jiang Si sighed, silently reminding himself that he must not be soft-hearted.
Erniu simply sat down and raised one of his front paws to cover one of his ears.
Jiang Si: “…”
"Woof woof." Erniu struck while the iron was hot.
Jiang Si lost his temper: "Okay, I'll go over when it's convenient for me."
Afraid that Erniu didn't understand, she waved her hands to explain: "Not now——"
Erniu stood up refreshed, shook his fur and ran away.
Jiang Si pursed his lips.
Erniu has even learned to act pitiful! Is this something a dog should be able to do?
The crooked jujube tree in front of a house in Quezi Hutong was still full of jujube blossoms. A big dog passed by and skillfully raised its front legs to knock on the door.
The door opened a crack and the big dog slipped in nimbly.
Yu Jian sat at the stone table holding a cup of tea, already impatient with waiting.
If Erniu doesn't come back, he will be fined meat and bones.
"Woof woof." Erniu placed his front paws on the stone table.
Yu Jin stretched out his hand and pinched the dog's face: "You look like you're trying to win some credit, what did you bring back for me?"
Erniu has followed him for a long time. In the past, he only thought that he was good at fighting and a good helper on the battlefield. Since returning to the capital, he seemed to have become smarter and smarter.
His second bull has probably become a spirit.
Yu Jinsi did not feel uneasy or excited as the owner of the dog spirit. Instead, he couldn't help but feel nervous because of the golden bag hanging around Erniu's neck.
Will she give him some response?
Yu Jin opened the brocade bag and took out the note. She stared at the hastily written word "Thank you" and couldn't help laughing.
It doesn't seem to be ordinary ink, it has a slight fragrance.
Seeing Yu Jin lowering his head and sniffing the note, Long Dan looked up at the sky in silence.
Shameful, he decided to pretend he didn't see it!
Erniu anxiously tugged at Yu Jin's sleeve.
Yu Jin reacted and told Long Dan, "Bring a basin of meat and bones to Erniu."
Erniu shouted twice in dissatisfaction.
Hmm? Yu Jin frowned.
Erniu called twice again.
Yu Jin laughed: "You want two basins of meat and bones?"
Erniu nodded quickly.
"That won't do. You didn't invite anyone here, so you can only have a basin of meat and bones."
Although he was very surprised to receive a few words from her, he couldn't get used to Erniu, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to call her next time.
Erniu barked a few times in dissatisfaction, ran to the gate and then ran back. After running back and forth a few times, Yu Jin gradually came to his senses and asked in surprise, "She promised to come?"
"Woo——" Erniu must have called out.
Yu Jin was overjoyed: "Long Dan, bring another basin of meat and bones to Er Niu!"
After Long Dan finished his work, he saw Erniu happily eating meat and bones, while his master was stroking his chin and occasionally showing a stupid smile that was hard to bear. He couldn't help but say, "Master, you and Miss Jiang have only met a few times, this shouldn't be the case."
I shouldn't be seduced by this young lady. My master is not such a superficial person!
"Shouldn't what?" Yu Jin asked with a raised eyebrow.
Because his upbringing was different from that of other princes, Yu Jin did not treat Long Dan and Leng Ying in a condescending manner.
"I just feel that you don't understand Miss Jiang. You don't even know what Miss Jiang's strengths are. You shouldn't be so -"
Yu Jin glanced at Long Dan calmly and said, "Don't you know Miss Jiang's strengths?"
"I don't know!" Long Dan grinned.
I know but I dare not say it. What if my master gets angry?
"She's beautiful."
"What?" Long Dan rubbed his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrongly.
Yu Jin frowned: "How come you can't see such an obvious advantage?"
Long Dan was silent for a moment, then asked, "So you just like Miss Jiang because she's beautiful—"
"Isn't this enough?" Yu Jin asked back.
Did he have to admit that he was sold to a brothel as a girl due to an accident when he was young, and was fortunately saved by Ah Si, so he has kept her in his heart ever since?
Such an embarrassing thing cannot be told to anyone else, not even to Ah Si even if he kills him.
He is willing to give everything to be good to her, so what does it matter what the reason is for their relationship?
The wind blew, rolling up the albizzia flowers like small fans. Yu Jin leaned back in the recliner with squinting eyes, feeling contented.
He is not in a hurry. He will take his time, and sooner or later he will make her happy to marry him.
Long Dan looked up at the sky silently.
He was wrong. The master was not even eighteen years old. He was still a teenager. What was wrong with being a little superficial?
Which man has not been superficial when he was young?
When Jiang Si was about to go back, he saw the carriage from Bo's house approaching from afar.
Ah Man whispered in her ear: "Miss, it's the Second Master and Second Madam. I heard earlier that they went to the Changxing Marquis's Mansion."
As they were talking, the carriage had stopped. Mr. Jiang and his wife got out one after another, and Jiang Qian was the last one to come out.
Ah Man couldn't help but widen his eyes, tugged at Jiang Si's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Miss, the second lady is back!"
"As expected." Jiang Si said calmly.
To what extent Jiang Qian was involved in the murder of a woman by the son of Marquis Changxing is probably only known to herself, but one thing is clear, she is definitely not innocent.
Her father is the Earl of Dongping. Considering the reputation of the entire Earl's Mansion, she will not say anything more at this moment. But since Jiang Qian dares to come back, let's just wait and see.
"Second uncle, second aunt, second sister." Jiang Si greeted them politely when the three passed by.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang Er ignored them, nodded perfunctorily and walked away. However, Jiang Qian stopped and stared at Jiang Si.
The girl was wearing a white shirt and a red skirt; all the peonies in the mansion's garden were not as beautiful as she was.
Jiang Qian clenched her fists tightly.
In just a blink of an eye, she went from being the noble wife of a prince to the wife of a murderer. Even if they were to break off relations from then on, she would never be able to raise her head again. However, the person in front of her was still clean and had a bright future.
At this time, Jiang Qian had long forgotten her contempt for Jiang Si's breaking off the engagement. Her mind was filled with only one thought: On what basis?
"Qian'er——" Xiao called out.
Jiang Qian lowered her head, lifted her skirt and stepped over the threshold of the Bo's residence, saying softly, "I'm coming."