No matter how delicious the meal was, he lost his appetite. Jiang Shu'er used some of it and prepared to go back to her room.
Before leaving, she hesitated and said, "Actually, you are not only pretty, but also... but also pretty."
After saying that, she immediately turned around and left.
Han Yu, who was sitting at the table, was obviously stunned, his eyes seemed to have crossed the mountains and looked at her back as she was leaving in a hurry.
An unknown thing is brewing in my heart, I can't tell what it is, but it doesn't feel bad.
He returned to the room with a fever, and poured several sips of water into his mind before calming down his beating heart. He immediately became a little annoyed again.
Why did she say that? What if someone misunderstood?
She is actually reserved...
A messy head made Jiang Shuer feel uncomfortable. She lay on the bed in disgust, and then she remembered that even this room was originally his.
Sure enough, Han Yu is in trouble.
Jiang Shu'er, who was rolling around on the bed, unknowingly fell asleep, and her clothes didn't take off. Ronglan came in and cleaned up her.
Jiang Qingchen, who had been injured for two days, was finally able to get out of bed. At the same time, Mr. Jiang Wu also came back from the government office and took them back to Beijing.
He rented a slightly larger carriage. Mr. Jiang Wu asked Yongdong to take two maids to ride a horse, Yonghang drove a car, cooperated with the secret guards to protect him, and he took Qing Chen Shu'er and Han Yu to sit in the carriage.
Despite their dissatisfaction, the two of them still said nothing and became guards with their fate.
Who said that they are elders?
Who said that he was hurt?
Who said that he is the prince?
Who said he was a sister?
It seems that I have convinced myself.
In the carriage, Mr. Jiang Wu leaned in the carriage and closed his eyes to rest, listening to his son talking to Han Yu.
I have to admit that this age is still very good.
Well, it's just a little worse than he was back then.
"This time I go back to the Han family in Beijing, I will definitely come out to blame me. Ayu, should you know what to do, right?"
Master Jiang Wu opened his eyes and said.
Qingchen stopped and looked at the people around him.
"Yes, Han Yu understands."
"If you can't find evidence, you can't convict them, but instead make them continue to disgust you."
"It's better to give them a chance, kill a few minions first, and establish their authority. After all, you are the master in the Ningxing Palace."
Han Yu moved his long eyelashes slightly, lowered his eyes and said, "Please teach me if you don't want to teach me!"
Mr. Jiang Wu nodded. He was a child after all, and he couldn't live in a house!
The old one is too old, powerless, and the young one is still young, and has not yet grown up.
It was the third morning when I returned to the capital. Except for Shu'er, all three of them were injured. Changing the medicine on the road also delayed some effort.
In short, the three of them returned to the city and realized that they had come back to life.
Smelling the familiar smell on the street, Jiang Qingchen looked intoxicated, "Look, this is what it means to eat. You can smell the smell of Yinxianglou across the street."
"That's right, the nose of the dog is naturally spiritual."
Jiang Shu'er smiled and stretched out her head to look around her. She still wanted to come back in the past few days after she went out.
I don’t know how her mother would slap her when she goes back, so why not just go to the palace to avoid it?
"Shu'er, you go back to the mansion first." Mr. Jiang Wu's voice came, which immediately made her feel bitter.
"Why, I, I want to follow you..."
"I have good business for my father, so be good."
After saying this, Jiang Shuer naturally couldn't refute it. She got off the bus not far from the mansion, and the people in the bus continued to walk.
Rong Lan Meishu looked at her lady, "Are we going in? Miss?"
Jiang Shu'er raised her chest and glanced at her, "Why don't you go in?"
Could it be that she can't even enter her own home?
He said that, but the moment she stepped into the door, she still couldn't help but want to turn around and run away.
In the main hall of the five-bedroom yard, Changle sat gracefully on his head, his body tilted slightly, his head with one hand, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were staring at the person who stepped into the door.
If you look at it on weekdays, you will naturally be charming and charming.
But now, no matter how Shu'er looks at it, she can only describe it as terrible.
Thinking of this, she sagged her mouth, walked forward and hugged Changle's legs and knelt down.
"Mom, I'm so hard outside. I can't eat well and sleep well. Even the inn I stayed in was airtight, and there was a smell of mold..."
Before she could speak, Changle stretched out a slender finger and pressed against her forehead, "Tsk tsk, where did this crazy girl come from? She calls her mother whenever she sees."
Jiang Shu'er choked, pursed her mouth, and mist immediately floated in her black eyes, and her long eyelashes hung on her crystal clear. She looked at Changle so pitifully and stubbornly, and stopped talking.
In those eyes that were beloved, beans seemed to fall down in the next moment.
After a while, Changle still defeated first.
"I really can't do anything to you." Changle lit her forehead hatefully, pulled her up and sat aside, "Where are you wronged? Are you injured? What's the progress you have been going crazy for so many days?"
Changle has been helpless in her appearance since she was a child. No matter who looks at such a daughter, she will not be able to get angry.
Not to mention her, even the emperor and the empress are the same.
Listening to her tone, Jiang Shuer breathed a sigh of relief in her heart knowing that her mother's anger had disappeared.
He said, "I feel wronged everywhere, but I am not hurt. I am just tired, but I have learned a lot from my brothers."
"Oh? Still knowing it's tired?"
"Then tell me, what have you learned?"
"I can't explain clearly, this punishment is inevitable."
Jiang Shu'er glanced at the whip behind her with fear, swallowed, "There is black and white, hold on to yourself, stick to your original intention, and do what you can."
Changle raised his eyebrows, curled his red lips and said leisurely: "Who said this?"
"I, what I think..."
After the words came to an end, not only her, but Rong Lanmeishu blushed and lowered her head.
Changle sneered, "Your head, I don't think I can say such words. Let me say it, who will teach you."
Jiang Shu'er pouted and said reluctantly: "Han Yu!"
It was indeed him.
Changle thought to himself, and looked at his daughter again, "Where is your brother?"
"My brother did a good job, and even at a disadvantage, he never took a step back. Although Han Yu is still above him, his brother is not bad either."
Speaking of Qingchen, she is naturally ten thousand good ones.
Changle stared at her eyes and looked at her, making sure she was not talking nonsense, and then nodded with satisfaction.
Then she asked her to tell everything.
Even if they are a little dissatisfied, they are still quite accustomed to their age.
After hearing that the Liu family sent someone to assassinate him and were attacked twice on the way, Changle's eyes were obscure and deep.
But she said nothing and just asked Shu'er to go down to wash. Jiang Xiuchen had already prepared her favorite food, etc., so she sent her away.
Chapter completed!