In the outer courtyard, Jiang Zhe threw the horse to Jiang Yue and strode into the house next to him.
Jiang Jiu had just finished feeding, and now she was lying in her swaddling clothes, sucking her fingers in a daze.
He looks like Sannu, with fair skin, delicate eyebrows, and a weak body. Although his life is not in danger after being raised for more than two months, he always looks sick, like a little girl.
Sister-in-law Yang was sitting on the imperial concubine's couch in front of the bed, doing needlework. Aunt Zhao had a miscarriage and was bedridden. There was no mistress in charge of the Jiang family. She had raised Jiang Jiu for a month or two, and she was already in love.
I made him a red swaddling bag for the New Year.
Jiang Zhe was tall and blocked half of the light in the room as soon as he entered. Sister-in-law Yang's eyes dimmed. She looked up and saw Jiang Zhe looking at the child on the bed with complicated eyes.
"General, you are back!"
Sister-in-law Yang quickly put down her work and stepped forward to salute. Jiang Zhe nodded slightly, walked around her and walked towards the bed.
When Jiang Jiu heard the voice, she turned her little head and stared at him with a pair of big black eyes. After looking at him for a while, she realized that it was someone she didn't recognize. He turned around again and continued to chew on his hand.
Jiang Zhe was amused in his heart. This little kitten-like son was so courageous that even his own father could ignore him.
Sister-in-law Yang was afraid that he would be angry, so she quickly helped the young master find compensation.
"General, the young master is less than three months old and still doesn't recognize people. He will remember you after seeing you a few times..."
"Um."
The child on the bed was just a small ball and looked very fragile. Jiang Zhe doubted that he could crush it with one finger. He had also been looking forward to this child of him and Sannu, especially the pair of similar-looking children.
Sang Nu's brows, Jiang Zhe's calloused fingertips gently touched his brows, and a long-lost father's love surged in his heart.
Regardless of whether it was Jiang Miao or Jiang Ru, Jiang Zhe had never hugged them. It can be seen that when he saw the boy in front of him, he suddenly felt a protective desire.
How could such a young child survive without him?
The man's hands were rough, but the baby's skin was delicate, but after just a few touches, his brows turned red.
Jiang Jiu fluttered her little hands and pushed Jiang Zhe's fingers away. He frowned and turned his head to the side. Jiang Zhe was surprised that he could not cry.
"This child is quite obedient."
Although he looks delicate and frail, his temperament seems to follow him.
Sister-in-law Yang stood aside in fear. The general had seen the young master once when he was born. She originally thought that Jiang Zhe would be unhappy with the young master, but this time when she saw the two getting along, it seemed that it was not what she imagined.
The general seemed to like his young master very much.
She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and was happy for her little master. In such a huge Jiang Mansion, he would have a better life if he could get the general's blessing.
Thinking of this, she wanted to say good things to her little master and please the general.
"No, I have seen so many children, but I have never seen anyone who can compare with my little master. He has never been a troublemaker since he was born, and he can eat and sleep. If there is no poison in his body, he should
How good."
Mentioning Jiang Jiu's fetal poison, Jiang Zhe's eyes were filled with gloom, and he couldn't help but think of the culprit of the poison.
Jiang Ru harmed his two sons, and he will never let go of this daughter.
The people in the inner courtyard couldn't wait for a long time, and even Aunt Zhao lost her patience. She sat up from the bed, leaned on the cushion at the head of the bed, and kept staring at the door.
"My husband hasn't come here yet?"
Grandma had already gone outside to greet him several times, and had also sent a maid to the outer courtyard to find out the news. It had been almost half an hour since Jiang Zhe came back, and he should have finished cleaning up even if he had to wash up again.
Could it be that he had no intention of coming at all?
Mammy knew that the general was angry with his master, blaming her for failing to educate his daughter well and causing harm to others and himself. However, her master had already been punished. Not only did he have no children now, he would also be unable to have any more children in the future. Isn't this ending enough?
Or is he still thinking about that little bitch Sannu?
Mammy and Aunt Zhao's hearts were shattered. Although Sang Nu was gone, the bitch she gave birth to was still alive. Jiang Zhe stayed in the outer courtyard without coming back to the house. He must have been stopped by that little bitch.
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"Mommy, I'm not willing to give in. Why is that bitch still alive when my child is gone?"
Thinking of the already-formed child being ripped out, Aunt Zhao was filled with grief.
She was glad that Jiang Jiu could not survive long due to the poison in his body, but when he saw that he was out of full moon, his health gradually improved. Although he was still a sick man, he was still better than her son, who had no chance to see the world.
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Why should she suffer such a crime?
Her child can't live, and neither can that bitch!
Aunt Zhao has fallen into madness, and now she has no weight to rely on, and Jiang Zhe also hates her. Aunt Zhao suddenly feels that she has no hope of living, and now she just wants to drag everyone into hell.
With her pale face, disheveled hair, and scarlet eyes, she really looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell asking for her life. Grandma's heart trembled, and she felt cold sweat on her palms.
But the person in front of her is someone she has seen since she was a child. The person who used to be so charming and beautiful is now where she is today, all because of Jiang Ru.
Such a snake-hearted little lady harmed all the relatives around her. Even though grandma loved her before, she hates her now.
"Master, don't think too much. The child has no mother now. Why don't you bring him to the courtyard? With you taking care of him, the general can rest assured while he's away, right?"
What's more important is that the Jiang family only has one child left, Jiang Jiu. If Aunt Zhao adopts him, Jiang Zhe will naturally come to the inner courtyard. When the time comes, the two of them will slowly ease their relationship.
"He's just a bastard, why should I raise him? I feel sick when I see him in front of me..."
Aunt Zhao frowned and her eyes were full of disgust. Whenever she saw Jiang Jiu, she would think of Sannu. Thinking of her entangled with Jiang Zhe under her nose, Aunt Zhao felt sick and wanted to vomit.
It was her inability to recognize people that allowed Sannu to take advantage of the loophole, otherwise nothing would have happened later.
"Master, listen to this old slave..."
Mammy knew what Aunt Zhao was resenting, but their current situation no longer allowed them to think too much. The most important thing now was to win back Jiang Zhe's heart and regain the bargaining chip to gain a foothold.
Aunt Zhao broke down the stakes behind this and persuaded her that Aunt Zhao was not a stubborn person, especially when her own nanny persuaded her with all her heart. No matter how much dissatisfaction she had, she put aside her dissatisfaction.
"My husband is really willing to hand that child over to me?"
Because of Jiang Ru's incident, there are cracks in their relationship now, and they are no longer as close as before. Aunt Zhao wants to adopt Jiang Jiu, but what worries her most is that Jiang Zhe will not let her go.
"You are the only mistress of the Jiang Mansion. If this child doesn't follow you, will he have to be raised by a servant woman?"
