Two of the three batches of silver were finally recovered, totaling 35 million taels.
At this time, nearly two months had passed, and more than a month had passed since the incident. The Beirong people who needed to be intercepted were intercepted, and those who could not be intercepted had already successfully escaped. The tracing and search for the silver sunken case in Sujiang, which shocked Changping for 42 years, had to be declared over.
The second group of imperial guards who arrived in a hurry were divided into two groups. One group escorted 3,500 taels of silver back south, while the other group accompanied the serious criminals captured during the search for the sunken silver and returned to the capital with the imperial envoy's fleet.
When the spring rain comes, it is continuous. When it goes back, the rain disperses and the clouds disappear. A ray of sunshine shines on the surging river. The water is clear, the sand is flat, and both sides are lush and green.
The only regret is that about ten days after boarding the ship, we returned to Yangdu and ended the journey completely.
Su Ci rested her elbows on the windowsill of the boat, supporting her chin with her hands, and sighed with great regret.
Yang Yanzong glanced at her sideways, "Why, you don't want to go home?"
Only a fool would tell the truth. Su Ci smiled and said, "No."
She glared at him: "You wronged me!"
Yang Yanzong held her waist, hummed softly, lowered his head and kissed her, what a hypocritical little liar.
In this season of gentle breeze, Su Ci was actually more interested in the scenery outside the window. After kissing him for a while, she pushed him away and lay on the windowsill again to enjoy the scenery with great interest. She also wanted to fish, but it was too eye-catching and in the end she only satisfied her urge to fish and gave up with regret. After talking for a long time, she still felt very regretful: "I heard that the scenery in the northern part of the Great Wall is beautiful, especially in spring. What a pity." She didn't see it.
They chased all the way out of the border and almost went to the northern border. Su Ci was very excited at the time, but unfortunately he was stopped and turned back by Tong Jie'en and never went.
Yang Yanzong stood up, paced a few steps, and picked up the teacup. He was a little more relaxed in the past two days on the boat. The northwest wind was wild. After nearly two months of traveling, his face was a little more wheat-colored, his eyebrows were sharper, and his temperament was more restrained than before. He looked more mature, more mysterious, and more dangerous. He turned around and said, "I'll take you there if there's a chance."
It's no big deal. Saibei can be said to be his old territory. He glanced at her and said, "The wind and sand in Saibei are strong. Just don't complain when the time comes."
In the northwest, she hates the sun and the dust, so she covers her head and face tightly with a scarf all day long. She is so delicate.
He sipped his tea and said, "There is a place called Shajiaba about a hundred miles north of Yangdu. The scenery is somewhat similar to that of Saibei. I'll take you there when I have time."
"Really?!"
Su Ci was immediately happy, and finally was willing to leave her window, ran back and hugged Yang Yanzong's neck, smiling, "What you said, I will remember it."
Don't lie!
Yang Yanzong pinched the tender flesh on her waist, and she started laughing again.
Yang Yanzong held her with one hand to prevent her from falling, and curled the corners of his lips, revealing a faint smile.
…
There was nothing serious on the boat, and even if there was something, it was not her business. She just ate and drank leisurely every day, and time passed quickly.
Today in late March when the cherry blossoms have all bloomed, Su Ci finally returned to her home in Suiping.
She said goodbye to the immortal man with regret, got off the boat, went ashore and got into the car. She made the excuse of sending Su Yan back first and slipped back home to meet her parents and talked for half an hour. In the end, Chen was worried that Yan would be unhappy and urged her to go back. Only then did Su Ci leisurely go back to the next door.
It was normal for Yan to be unhappy. To be honest, Su Ci had rarely seen her truly happy.
She returned to the Yang family, first entered the backyard and went around to the west courtyard to greet Yang Chongying.
Yang Chongying's injury at the time was quite serious. Although his injury has healed now, it is still difficult for him to recover to his previous state of being able to mount a horse and fight. Therefore, he is currently in a part-time and half-rest state. He has returned to work but only handles light and easy clerical matters. All the heavy and physical work such as patrolling the camp and guarding the exercises are done by Su Di. Therefore, her father can stay at home less time than before, and Yang Chongying is in a part-time work and half-rest state and stays at home more often.
After spending a long time in the Yang family, I realized that, in fact, Yang Chongying and Yan's relationship was not that good. To be precise, Yang Chongying treated Yan indifferently. He rarely stayed overnight in the main courtyard and mostly slept alone in the west courtyard. After he recovered from his injuries, he would sometimes call the two concubines into his room to serve him after the New Year. Yan's mouth was very sharp, and the two of them sometimes quarreled. When Yan got angry, he would rub the two concubines.
Anyway, the backyard is much more lively than the East University courtyard.
Su Ci went to pay his respects to Yang Chongying first. Yang Chongying came out of the study with ink on his hands, probably because he had been writing something. There was not much to say to his father-in-law and daughter-in-law, so he called them up in a friendly manner and asked about many things outside. Yang Yanzong had not come back yet, so when he saw Su Ci, he asked him first. Su Ci carefully chose what she could say and then that was it.
The situation on the Yan family's side is a bit more troublesome.
When Su Ci entered the main room, Yan was sitting at the head with a stern face.
She had always wanted to find trouble with Su Ci to show her power, but she had always been suppressed and failed. She was definitely becoming more and more unhappy. Yang Chongying was not present at the moment, so her face was naturally not going to look good.
She glanced at Su Ci and said, "Do you still remember that you are a member of the Yang family?" She was very unhappy when she found out that Su Ci went back to the Su family first.
To be honest, Yan was actually quite pretty, with drooping eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and an oval face. She had the right facial features, otherwise she wouldn't have given birth to sons as good-looking as the Yang Yanzong brothers. The two sisters also wouldn't have been able to have one of them, an official in trouble, marry into the home of local gentry, while the other, a maid who swept the floor, was favored by the prince and became his wife, rising to the heights and becoming a phoenix.
But Yan was often angry in recent years, and her nasolabial folds were a little obvious, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly. She looked a little arrogant and mean, and it seemed that she was difficult to get along with. This was much more obvious than that of Aunt Yan, probably because there was no one pressing on her head, so she didn't need to restrain herself.
Su Ci smiled, not unhappy at all, and seemed to not understand Yan's ridicule. She answered seriously, "Of course I remember."
She explained: "My sister is on duty for the first time and just came home on leave. I came to see her off and told my parents the details to comfort them."
Su Ci made it up casually, speaking as if it were true, with a sincere look in her eyes and a gentle tone that was like answering a question, which made Yan Shi speechless. She couldn't say that An's parents were wrong, as the Daqing Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety.
She couldn't find fault with Su Ci's words. After all, everything she said was impeccable, from the words to the tone.
Yan Shi was not good enough. She knew that Su Ci didn't agree with her, but for a moment, she couldn't find any fault with her. She was choked and her heart ached. She stared at him, "You, you..."
Su Ci burst out laughing but didn't show it on her face. She walked forward to pat Yan's back and chest and served her tea. Yan's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of half the face of Yang Chongying's personal servant flashing by the door of the main hall - Yang Chongying was probably afraid that Yan would embarrass Su Ci, so he sent someone to take a look. If the scene was not harmonious, he would kill her immediately.
Su Ci also noticed it and raised her eyes, but that was enough. She didn't have the leisure to play with Yan Shi here. After serving the tea, she said at the right time: "Mother, before going home, the eldest son asked me to find something for him to send over."
Su Ci was so slippery that now that she was familiar with Yang Yanzong, she even dared to use his fabricated excuse. After that, she instructed the old woman to take good care of Yan and not to neglect her, and then she left smoothly.
Yan was left holding the cup of tea, not knowing whether to drink it or not. She was not a kind person to begin with, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She threw the cup of tea heavily onto the small table and angrily said, "Whose daughter-in-law is this!"
Not to mention the service, my mother-in-law is also very upset all day long.
This one is not enough, she actually wants to marry another daughter of the Su family as her daughter-in-law. What a sin!
Because of the incident of the sunken silver, the wedding date of Su Rong and Yang Yanxin was delayed. A basket of wedding invitations was piled on the side of the hall. Yan was in no mood to read them. She pushed them back to the room angrily, holding her chest and lying down, groaning.
…
The wind in late spring and early summer is already hot. The wind in Yangdu Suiping is biased to the north, and there is a hint of sand and dust in the wind, which is blowing vigorously.
After Yang Yanzong landed at Yangdu Wharf, he did not go home immediately because he had something else to do.
He drove his horse slowly and watched the last suspect being escorted off the boat. The prison van was closed and the imperial guards held their swords with solemn faces as they escorted the prison van slowly. The dock and the outside of it were already filled with people who came to watch the fun. Rotten leaves, stinky eggs and stones were thrown at them, and people in the van were cursing and their eyes were bloodshot.
Ji Ye was far away and could not hear the sound from the prison van, but he saw everything clearly. He couldn't suppress a feeling of pleasure in his heart, and his eyes and face became more stern.
Even though he knew that he would be in big trouble soon, under the conditions at that time, it was not difficult for Ji Yan to guess that there was a traitor, and if Ji Yan fell, he would be the biggest beneficiary.
According to him, Ji Yan's people had already reported the matter to the Sixth Prince of Suiping.
"It's better to be honest than to deny it."
How to deal with Ji Ye had been thinking over and over again countless times. While he was looking gloomy, a man rode up on a horse, not too far away, watched the prisoner car going farther and farther away, and said lightly.
This person's words hit the nail on the head for Ji Ye!
Ji Yehuo turned his head and stared at Yang Yanzong, whose profile had a dull expression.
Yang Yanzong tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it?"
Ji Ye was also a smart man. He neither admitted nor denied it, but just asked, "What do you mean, General Yang?"
It is not difficult to guess Yang Yanzong's intention. Although he cooperated with Ji Ye to kill Ji Yan, his identity was quite different from Ji Ye's, and he had no intention of exposing himself to the six kings.
Ji Ye raised his eyebrows, but why did he do this?
Yang Yanzong smiled and said, "You must know that once the Crown Prince dies, the Prince will have more than just the Seventh Prince as his son. How will the Princess deal with this?" She must hate Ji Ye to death and will do whatever it takes to get revenge. "Even if he succeeds in replacing him, the Seventh Prince is new here and I'm afraid his foundation is not stable yet."
The Yang Yanzong at this moment is no longer the Yang Yanzong of the past. Wouldn't it be better to have an extra strong support than to fight to the death?
In fact, when it comes down to it, exposing Yang Yanzong would not reduce the anger of the six kings and other things that Ji Ye had to endure, so why bother?
Ji Ye asked him why he concealed the matter for Yang Yanzong. It was a good question, and Yang Yanzong gave him two strong reasons!
First, the above-mentioned interests.
As for the second one, this man with a somewhat indifferent look and voice tilted his head, and his voice was like a devil whispering in his ear. He smiled, and his eyes suddenly became firm and sharp, "If you have a son, you should be like a wolf. I wonder if the Seventh Young Master has heard this saying."
For the Sixth Prince, apart from the impact that the Crown Prince incident brought to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, what made him more angry was definitely the loss of the heir he had cultivated for many years, rather than the death of a son.
If the Sixth Prince valued the identity of Ji Yan's son more, the lives of the twenty-odd young masters in the backyard would surely be much easier. In fact, it wouldn't cost the Sixth Prince much effort, he would just ask a few more questions, and the lives of his other illegitimate sons would surely be much easier than they are now.
Although the six kings did not do it on purpose, it was generally because they did not take it seriously.
Ji Yan is about to die, but what if a more determined, ruthless and resourceful outstanding son appears in his place?
Will the Sixth Prince kill his son to avenge Ji Yan?
No, no, the more likely possibility is that after the shock he will re-examine his son and put him in the right place.
One son died, and there was another, better one.
Having a son is like having a wolf. A son who is exceptionally outstanding, resourceful, patient, scheming, ruthless enough and in line with the rules of the wolf pack, the six kings will surely pay more attention to him, right?
Things have come to this point. If you want to use this matter as your bargaining chip, do you think it would be better to conspire with Yang Yanzong and only play the role of the final one to lead the troops to encircle Ji Yan, or would it be better to plan the whole process and kill Ji Yan by yourself?
Needless to say, it is the latter!
Ji Ye's expression gradually changed. He raised his eyes and stared at Yang Yanzong. Yang Yanzong smiled and said, "It's just a win-win situation. What do you think, Mr. Seventh Master?"
Ji Ye lowered his eyelids to hide the expression in his eyes.
Yang Yanzong patted him on the shoulder, stopped talking nonsense, and drove his horse forward.
…
The two men passed each other. Ji Ye stood for a moment, then turned his horse around, and without further ado, went straight back to the Sixth Prince's Mansion.
As soon as they left the dock, a flying horse galloped over. Chen Pang, the captain of the Sixth Prince's personal guard, galloped back from the direction of the prisoner's carriage. After a moment's inspection, he raised his whip and stopped in front of Ji Ye. He bowed and said in a deep voice: "Seventh Young Master, the prince has ordered you to return quickly."
Ji Ye said nothing and returned to Chen Pang with a sullen face.
He returned to his own courtyard.
The lakeside courtyard, located by the small lake, was facing Aunt Yan from a distance, making it convenient for him to take care of Aunt Yan. But no one knows that he doesn't like water because his biological mother died by falling into the water, in this lake beneath his feet.
Ji Ye was dressed in a dusty outfit with tied-sleeves and his black hair tied up high, which was completely different from his usual gentle and elegant appearance. He did not change his clothes and sat quietly beside the pavilion by the lake waiting.
It was getting dark at dusk, there was rumbling thunder, it was going to rain again, and the strong wind was whistling, flying sand and rocks, rippling the sparkling surface of the lake.
The palace was very quiet, and the news of the prince's detention had not yet spread.
But the tranquility of the courtyard was soon broken by the sound of violent horse hooves. The furious Sixth Prince rushed into the mansion on his horse without even getting off his horse, and kicked the gate of the courtyard open with a loud bang!
This caused the nearby maids and servants in the courtyard to run around in panic.
The Sixth Prince strode in with his sword in hand and his heart beating fast.
Crossing the courtyard and rushing through the main hall, the Sixth Prince came all the way to the lake in a rage and murderous intent. Ji Ye suddenly turned his head, his black tights made him look taller and sharper than ever before, his eyes, which had been running around for many days, were slightly bloodshot, and looked as if they were stained with blood.
"Twenty-two years ago, my mother died in this lake! In such a large palace with so many servants, not a single one heard her cry for help or struggle. It's ridiculous!"
"And I have to bow down and obey the son of my enemy. Why?!"
The wind blew past, and Ji Ye's voice became hoarse due to his extreme hatred, and his eyes were extremely ferocious, "Yes, I want him to die!!"
He said, "If my father wants me to pay with my life, come on!"
He dropped his sword with a clang and looked at the six kings without hesitation!
The Sixth Prince was stunned. It was the first time he had seen Ji Ye like this. His impression of him as gentle and submissive was completely overturned. In an instant, his ruthlessness and momentum were even more than Ji Yan's.
Forbearance, courage, and scheming, no one knows when Ji Ye found out everything, but he did it day after day for twenty years, and finally waited for the opportunity, then he attacked, like a poisonous snake, biting the enemy's throat fiercely.
This boy is so brave and knowledgeable, and he is unwilling to be inferior to others.
The Sixth Prince's eyes couldn't help but move.
In fact, he didn't care that his son was a poisonous snake, because he couldn't be poisoned anyway. On the contrary, he cared more about whether his heir could take over the Sixth Prince's Mansion and his legacy.
Ji Yan is basically satisfactory. With more teaching, he will be able to get 80 points in the future.
But this boy made him look at him with admiration despite being furious.
The Sixth Prince stared at him for a moment. His anger had not subsided, but he gradually suppressed it. He asked coldly, "Who else is involved in this matter?"
Ji Ye said calmly: "No one, Zhang Dongling is mine."
The Sixth Prince raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Ji Ye: “Really.”
The father and son looked at each other for a moment, and with a clang, the long sword returned to its sheath. The Sixth Prince said coldly, "Stay in the yard and reflect on your actions!"
The balance in his heart had already tilted, and he snorted coldly: "Come here, have Chen Pang have his men surround the courtyard and not allow anyone to enter or leave!"
The Sixth Prince suddenly turned around and walked out quickly.
He jumped on his horse and rushed out of the mansion with his sword in hand!
…
When Yang Yanzong received the news, he had already returned to Suiping. He first went to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, but it was obvious that the Sixth Prince had no time to care about him now. He sat with Mr. Fang and others with frowning brows for half an hour and then left.
Upon hearing the news, Yang Yanzong smiled and fenced off the yard. In addition to punishment, it could also have another opposite effect, which was protection.
The Sixth Prince obviously did not want others to "punish" Ji Ye on his behalf, such as the Sixth Prince's wife or Aunt Yan.
very good.
Everything he had planned had been successful, and now all he had to do was to prevent himself from being affected by the big event that the old emperor had created.
Yang Yanzong's external affairs were all going well, but he was not satisfied with one thing about his internal affairs.
When I got home, it was already dark. There were two large lanterns in front of the door, providing a little light in the silence.
He first went to the west wing to pay his respects to his father. He came out half an hour later. The maid beside his mother had already peeked in several times, so he quickly went to his mother's main courtyard.
"Mom, it's so late, why aren't you ready to rest yet?"
Yang waited eagerly for a long time, but unfortunately his father kept his son to have dinner together. She waited for most of the hour, and her words became more and more unhappy: "You still have your mother in your heart, and you are always making things difficult for her!"
The mother and son sat down and talked for a few words. Yang Yanzong asked his mother gently about what Yan had been complaining about in the past two months. Yang Yanzong patted his mother's back and smelled the medicated oil. He asked with concern: "Mother, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Yan snorted. She got angry again when she mentioned this. "She's not your wife. She's always causing trouble for me. And you want another one. Do you want to piss off your mother to death?"
After meeting Su Ci in the afternoon, she was sulking again. Yan said that her heart was hurting and she wanted to lie down again. She even asked someone to get medicated oil to apply on it. Of course, this was done for Yang's father and Yang Yanzong to see.
Yang's father had seen this many times and was too lazy to pay attention to her. Today, he didn't even come to the main courtyard to eat when his son came home, which made Yan angry again.
After a while, she felt extremely wronged and unhappy, and she grabbed her son's hand and cried. Yang Yanzong was helpless, "It's still a little cold at night, Dad is not as healthy as before, and as for her, she has a lot of things to do."
Yang Yanzong had a headache and pressed his forehead. He had talked about similar topics too many times, but Yan's impression of Su Ci had never improved because of his persuasion. He had no choice but to divert her attention: "Okay, mother, the matter of the medical camp is serious business. Mother, you might as well take care of the inner house first. Now there are many new people in the family, and we are going to have another wedding soon."
Yang Yanzong always did what he wanted to do and was very efficient. After marrying Su Ci, he felt it was inconvenient, so the matter of letting people into the house was put on the agenda. Now the Yang family's house has been connected to many places. It is no longer just a small house with two entrances as before. With a larger place, there is a shortage of manpower.
In fact, he brought back many of his former servants during the past two years, and placed them in the farm together with the newly selected ones for observation for two years. In the end, he selected twenty or thirty of them, including both men and women, including boy servants who ran errands, old women who swept the floor and watched the door, and maids who served people.
Nowadays, there are enough people, but there are too many people, and people's hearts may not remain unchanged. Even if you are very careful when choosing, you have to nip them in the bud.
There is no need to worry about the outer house, but the inner house still needs Yan to sort out the people and things.
At this point, Yan finally became happy. With more people serving her and the power of housekeeper in her hands, she could live a comfortable life. "Okay, mother has already made the personnel book and has given me a good warning. You can rest assured about this matter!"
Yang Yanzong raised his eyebrows: "That's good."
"Where are Yeon-shin and Yeon-jeong? Have they come to see you?"
"He came, but went out again, saying he had something to do." Yan even sent someone to follow him out. She felt relieved when she saw that Yang Yanxin and Yang Yanzhen really went straight to the military camp instead of going to see Su San next door.
"Erlang is more obedient than you!" Yan glared at her son and nagged.
Yang Yanzong smiled.
The mother and son talked for about half an hour, after which Yang Yanzong sent his mother back to the inner room to rest before turning back to the East University courtyard.
The door was wide open, the window was half-open, and warm yellow light poured out from inside. There were late cherry blossoms and golden hydrangeas in the corners, and when the wind blew, a faint floral fragrance wafted in the air.
Since the cross-courtyard had a hostess, the atmosphere has become warm and lively.
Whenever he entered the yard and saw the warm yellow lights, his mood would always become peaceful.
He walked quickly into the courtyard. Su Ci had already finished her bath and was sitting on the couch with her feet up, reading a book. When she saw him coming back, she threw the book aside and said, "You're back! Why are you so late?"
Her voice is always brisk and clear, with a lively and jumping rhythm, always with a hint of smile, and sounds extremely joyful.
Su Ci ran over in her slippers. When she heard him say that he had finished his meal, she closed the door. Yang Yanzong unbuttoned his cuffs and glanced at her: "I went to see my father and mother. I talked to my mother for half an hour."
So long.
Su Ci is smart. She doesn't respond. She knows what Yan said just by thinking, okay?
Yang Yanzong didn't let her fool him this time. Although he defended Su Ci in front of Yan, he still had some opinions about Su Ci's behavior. He pulled Su Ci to sit on her lap and frowned: "What's wrong with you coaxing her? After all, she is my mother!"
Su Ci is so smart, and if he wants to please her, he doesn’t believe that he can’t win over the Yan family.
Yang Yanzong was clear-minded, so he was not very happy. At the beginning, Su Ci asked him if he could respect her father as much as Yang's father, Yang Yanzong believed that he did it. Whatever Yang's father had, he would collect for his parents, and he would definitely bring a copy to Su Di and Chen. When they met, he would also ask about their health and daily life. Even if he was not enthusiastic, he was not a passionate person, and everyone knew it.
But what about Su Ci? Does he treat his mother as her mother?
Hiss, this topic is not suitable to be discussed any further. Su Ci complained in her heart whether Yan's temper could be the same as Chen's. She quickly interrupted him. As soon as she heard his first sentence, she quickly hugged his neck and nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, yeah, I know, I will definitely pay attention next time!"
She clung to him and acted coquettishly.
Yang Yanzong was so enraged by her that he felt angry and amused at the same time. Of course he could hear Su Ci's flattering words. He gritted his teeth and pinched her waist, hitting the vital spot. Su Ci jumped up and laughed. The two of them fought and rolled onto the bed again.
…
They fought from the short couch in the inner room all the way to the bathroom, and the water from the bathtub spilled all over the floor. Finally, the two of them hurriedly wiped themselves and hugged each other back to the big bed in the room.
The two had been married for quite some time. The red silk and double happiness decorations in the bridal chamber had long been removed and replaced with the light and refreshing colors of summer. Yang Yanzong stared at the lake blue silk tent ceiling for a long while, then said to Su Ci, "Don't go back to the medical camp for the next two days. Stay at home."
"My aunt may come home, so you keep an eye on my mother."
This aunt, of course, refers to Aunt Yan. Ji Yan’s affairs have not spread yet, but they will soon. If nothing unexpected happens, this matter will be exposed tomorrow.
Yang Yanzong single-handedly manipulated Ji Yan's fate today, and he had no regrets at all. However, the only troublesome thing was the relationship between Yan and Aunt Yan.
Yang Yanzong and Aunt Yan did not meet often due to gender differences, and their relationship was mainly maintained by blood ties. But since Ji Yan tried to kill him, his relationship with Aunt Yan was just like that.
He may not care about Aunt Yan, but his biological mother certainly cares about him.
"Yeah, I see."
Su Ci, who was lying in his arms, was drowsy. She opened her eyes and responded, then soon fell into a deep sleep.
After sleeping for a while, she felt hot again, rolled out of his arms, rubbed herself against the silk quilt, and continued to sleep soundly.
Yang Yanzong sat up slowly, pulled up the half-slipped quilt to cover her shoulders, and used his index finger to lift the hair that was stuck to her cheek. She probably felt itchy in her sleep, so she reached out and scratched it before retracting her hand back into the quilt.
Yang Yanzong lowered his eyes and stared at her sleeping face for a long while. It was late at night and the night was silent. One of the two candlesticks in the room burned out to the end, leaving only one, half bright and half dim, with a yellow candlelight. It was quiet and peaceful.
Yang Yanzong stared at Su Ci's fair profile for a long time before coming back to his senses.
Lying next to him was his wife.
In the mountains of Shang County and outside the Daxixi Mountains, the two of them can be considered a powerful combination. Even if he leaves, he no longer needs to worry about what's behind him.
She is kind, principled and charming.
The two of them were so compatible, tacit, and in tune with each other that their married life was a joy both physically and mentally. He found a wife that he was most satisfied with.
But the more this happened, the more dissatisfied he became. Yang Yanzong was a smart and perceptive man. Underneath their daily laughter and scolding, he noticed that Su Ci had not changed at all.
Even though she no longer peeked at King Qian in front of him, he was sure that she had not really become obedient, and she would definitely not miss the chance.
She has no sense of being a married woman.
She still keeps her distance from his mother.
She is smart and happy because she is a person who can find the most comfortable lifestyle for herself no matter when and where she is.
In fact, she hasn't changed.
After the laughter faded and the night was quiet, it was hard for him not to think of another question: what about her to him?
——It hasn’t changed, right?
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