Qiu Mingcheng blocked Jiang's mouth with one sentence: "How about I call Rou'er Jie'er to come over and confront her now?"
Jiang was immediately speechless.
She had told her children not to tell anyone what happened on the carriage that day. But they were children after all, and they couldn't help questioning them.
Qiu Mingcheng pulled back his sleeves forcefully and walked away without looking back.
Jiang was left standing there in despair.
For more than ten years, Qiu Mingcheng had been obedient to her. She hated this mediocre and vulgar man from the bottom of her heart, and she had no choice but to humiliate herself to accompany him.
She never thought that one day, Qiu Mingcheng would also dislike her.
Now how to do?
Tears fell uncontrollably. Jiang cried silently and stretched out his hands to support Duobao Pavilion before he managed to stand still.
At this moment, a maid came in and reported in a low voice: "Madam, the Crown Princess sent Aunt Hongyu to visit the old lady."
Who wants her condescending fake kindness!
Jiang thought angrily, wiped the tears on his face, and said, "Please come in, Miss Hongyu." After thinking about it, she sent someone to deliver a message to Qiu Mingcheng.
This year, Princess Yan became the Crown Princess and moved into the East Palace, her status was further improved. The Crown Princess was soft-hearted and missed her old feelings, so she still sent Hongyu to send things to the Qiu family from time to time as before.
After the Crown Princess found out about Mrs. Qiu's stroke, she specifically asked Hong Yu to send some supplements.
Hongyu is now the female official of the East Palace, with an outstanding status.
Although Jiang hated Yuan Xiang and Hong Yu, he didn't mind borrowing the princess's reputation. Sure enough, within a moment, Qiu Mingcheng came out again.
Qiu Mingcheng ignored Jiang and greeted Hongyu very politely.
Hongyu noticed the strangeness of the couple at a glance, but said she had never seen them before. She smiled and stepped forward to salute: "Hongyu has met Commander Qiu."
Qiu Mingcheng said hurriedly: "Miss Hongyu, please get up quickly."
Hongyu stood up and showed her concern at the right time: "I heard that Mrs. Qiu was seriously ill and could not survive. The Crown Princess specially ordered the servants to come and visit Mrs. Qiu. I wonder how Mrs. Qiu is doing now?"
Mrs. Jiang rushed to reply: "Thank you very much for your concern, the Crown Princess. My mother-in-law has suffered a stroke and needs to rest on the bed."
There is such a sentence, which is enough for Hongyu to make a difference.
Hongyu did not insist on visiting Mrs. Qiu by the bedside. She expressed general concern, left a few boxes of valuable supplements, and then said goodbye and left.
Qiu Mingcheng didn't even look at Jiang, and quickly turned around and left.
Jiang stared at Qiu Mingcheng's back, gritted his teeth, and turned back to his yard angrily.
Qiu Mingcheng was furious, and it was useless for her to say anything now. After some time, when he calmed down, she would use tenderness to coax him to change his mind.
…
On the way back, Shen You looked gloomy and said nothing.
After returning to Cui's house, Shen You opened his mouth: "I'm going to the martial arts room."
Feng Shaojun did not go with him. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back to the house and wait for you."
When he is in a bad mood, he doesn't want to talk, he just wants to be alone. Feng Shaojun can understand Shen You's mood at this time. Anyone else who has a mother like this would be in a gloomy mood.
Shen You's eyes softened a little, nodded to Feng Shaojun, and quickly entered the martial arts room.
Swords, guns and sticks, no matter what kind of weapons they were, he held them vigorously in his hands and waved them around. Until his physical strength was exhausted and his forehead was covered with sweat, Shen You threw away the weapons, went to the clean room again, took a cold shower and changed into clean clothes.
Most of the gloomy mood was washed away by sweat and cold water.
At least, Shen You's face is no longer so gloomy.
Feng Shaojun didn't mention Jiang's family at all, and held Shen You's arm with a smile: "I asked the kitchen to prepare some good dishes and a jug of good wine. How about I have a few drinks with you tonight?"
Shen You frowned, nodded slightly, and asked casually: "Can you also drink?"
He had never seen Feng Shaojun drink, and he didn't know how much she drank.
Feng Shaojun raised his eyebrows and smiled, full of confidence: "You will know after a few drinks later."
Shen You loved her cunning and confident look the most, and put his arms around her slender waist. Feng Shaojun's pretty face blushed, and he pushed Shen You hard: "Let's go drink and have dinner first."
If this continues, dinner will be late again.
Shen You responded vaguely, but did not let go.
...Supper was indeed an hour late.
The gloom in Shen You's expression disappeared, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he held Feng Shaojun's hand. Feng Shaojun's cheeks were as beautiful as peach blossoms, and he rolled his eyes at him.
The dishes had been steamed with hot water, so the taste was slightly worse. However, neither of them cared.
The serving maids and servants were all sent away. The young couple sat opposite each other. Shen You picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for his beloved wife. Feng Shaojun picked up the wine glass and joked with a smile: "Today there is a royal guard Shen Zhenzhen." Pour the wine for me personally, and the wine will be extraordinarily mellow."
Shen You smiled slightly, his handsome face shining: "In a few years, Commander Shen of the Imperial Guard will still pour you wine."
Feng Shaojun couldn't help laughing, raised his glass, touched it with Shen You, and drank it all in one gulp.
Maybe it was because the moonlight was extraordinarily beautiful, or maybe the candlelight was extraordinarily bright, or maybe the person in front of him was so beautiful, and the wine in the glass was really fragrant. Feng Shaojun licked his lips and praised: "This wine is really delicious."
Shen You's eyes dimmed, and he quickly leaned over and took a sip from the corner of her mouth: "It is indeed a fine wine."
Feng Shaojun smiled and rolled his eyes, his brows full of charm.
Feng Shaojun, who thought he had a good drinker, became drunk very quickly. He kept giggling at Shen You.
Shen You laughed and reached out to take Feng Shaojun's wine glass. Feng Shaojun stared at a pair of bright black eyes: "I'm not drunk, please pour me some wine!"
Shen You was a little helpless: "Young Master, you can't drink anymore."
Feng Shaojun grabbed the wine bottle, poured a glass for himself, and drank it in one gulp.
Shen You didn't even have time to stop him. He saw Feng Shaojun put down his wine glass proudly and suddenly rolled up his sleeves: "Shen You, we have fought before."
What?
Shen You almost thought he heard wrongly: "What are you going to do?"
Feng Shaojun said confidently: "I want to fight you. However, I am a woman, I am not as strong as you, and I don't have as much time to practice martial arts as you. So, you have to give me fifty moves."
Shen You: "..."
Just say you want to beat me up.
Feng Shaojun blinked and said, "You used to be so proud that people came to your door to give you gifts in an endless stream. I was so jealous that I wanted to beat you every time I saw you."
"Now I finally have a chance."
They were enemies in the previous life, but they were husband and wife in this life. In front of him, she could take off all masks and disguises and reveal her true appearance.
Shen You was a little amused, but he was willing to indulge her and nodded in agreement. He put down the wine glass, took Feng Shaojun's hand and went to the martial arts room.
