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Chapter 689: Jiang Chuan’s Calculation

The Yingying, Yanyan and Chen family around Jiang Chuan all see it. Although she is jealous in her heart, as a head wife, she is used to being generous and tolerant. As long as Jiang Chuan does not bring people to her eyes, she can turn a blind eye. Close one eye.

But today, she was told that Jiang Chuan's beggar made Shen Yanqing angry. While Chen was frightened, she felt relieved in her heart.

It turns out that not all men are lecherous. This time Jiang Chuan flattered her to the point of flattery.

"Should!"

"lady!"

Mrs. Chen gritted her teeth and cursed loudly. Aunt Chen beside her was startled and wanted to cover her mouth immediately.

If your Excellency hears this, he will definitely dislike Madam even more, and then it won’t be Xiyuan who will benefit.

Seeing Grandma Chen's panic, Mrs. Chen covered up the gloating expression on her face and put on a serious expression.

"Where is your lord?"

She came back earlier than Jiang Chuan, and Jiang Chuan didn't come to see her after he came back.

"The people in the front yard have sent word that your Excellency is staying in the study tonight."

Grandma Chen said carefully, today is the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, and it is logical for adults to come over. However, thinking that Jiang Chuan has suffered from Shangfeng, she will not be in a good mood at the moment, but it is a good thing to come over.

"Hmm." Apparently Chen thought so too. She rubbed her sore eyebrows and told Nanny Chen.

"Ask the kitchen to make a sobering soup and send it over so that I can rest."

So many things happened today, she had to slow down.

Although Princess Rongning is as tender-faced as she imagined, she is not easy to handle. In the future, Qiongzhou will no longer belong to the Jiang family.

Front yard study.

Jiang Chuan had not yet fallen asleep, the light was on in the study, and he was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, his whole body filled with fear and exhaustion.

Shen Yanqing's attitude today made him flustered. Did the young chief assistant really dislike women, or did he want to take advantage of the opportunity to punish him? Jiang Chuan was so confused that the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.

Although Qiongzhou is his foundation, it is impossible for Shen Yanqing to move easily, but he is the chief minister of the dynasty and the most valued minister of the emperor. Even if he delays, he can only delay it for a few months. By then, Shen Yanqing will be angry. Yanqing, his fate will only be worse.

Jiang Chuan's head was as big as a bucket and he couldn't think of a good solution.

Suddenly there was a knock on the study door. He frowned and stood up. He opened the door and saw Aunt Fang standing outside.

She held a mahogany tray in her hand, with a bowl of hangover soup on it. The smell of ginger hit his face, spicy and pungent, but it temporarily relieved his headache.

Jiang Chuan originally wanted to drive people away, but now he just wanted to be quiet, but for the sake of this bowl of hangover soup, his words of driving people away were swallowed up in his stomach.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard from Jiang Yuan that I drank too much, so I went to the kitchen to make this bowl of sobering soup. Moreover, every time I drink alcohol, I get a headache. I feel uneasy and can't sleep well. I'm worried about my health, so I made it myself. Come here, I won't blame you, right?"

Although Aunt Fang is over thirty years old, because of the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman, she speaks in the soft language of Wu Nong, is delicate and tender, and has a pair of loving eyes that people cannot bear to blame.

Jiang Chuan held her waist, took the tray and put it on the table, holding her in his arms. Aunt Fang hugged his neck and pressed her slender fingers on his temples.

"Yun'er is interested."

Jiang Chuan found it useful to please Aunt Fang, which is why Aunt Fang was always favored despite her low status.

Compared to the dignified and boring Mrs. Chen, Aunt Fang knows how to please men.

Her body was weak and boneless, and her plump soft flesh was pinched by the man. Jiang Chuan's originally troubled heart was immediately led to other places.

There was a bed in the study room, and soon the clothes of the two people were scattered on the floor.

After half an hour, the movement in the room stopped.

Jiang Chuan looked satisfied and held the woman in his arms.

Aunt Fang rested her head on his arm and drew circles on his chest with her fingers.

"What are you worried about today? If you don't think I am ignorant, why don't you tell me about it so that I can share your worries?"

Jiang Chuan felt very good being served by her and was willing to tell her about the outside world.

"Today at the banquet, a new patrolman dismissed the flower girl who was waiting on him, and he was angry about it. From what I heard, Yiyun'er, do you think he really doesn't like women?"

Aunt Fang had already heard about what happened in the front yard, otherwise she would not have come to the study.

She has never met Shen Yanqing, but like the people in Qiongzhou, she has heard rumors about him and Princess Rongning. They are a very loving couple, and Shen Yanqing has become a model of a good man in Dayan.

But Aunt Fang was very dissatisfied. She had never seen any man in the world who was truly devoted. Those men who did not dare to take concubines were just evil-minded but not courageous.

Even if you have a fairy at home, there will be a day when you get tired of looking at it. How can it be better than hugging you to the left and right?

She blinked her eyes and said innocently.

"Based on my personal experience, Master Shen is probably a strict wife."

Her tone was coquettish, and it seemed like she was joking, but she perfectly expressed what she meant.

Shen Yanqing didn't want Hua Niang to accompany him, but he just didn't dare, so he pretended to be angry and drove them away.

"Hahaha! Strict wife control! Yun'er said it well!"

Jiang Chuan was amused by her, lowered his head and kissed her hard on the face.

This Shen Yanqing is a hypocrite, he likes beauties but dare not enjoy them.

He wanted to please him, but it seemed he had to think of other ways.

Aunt Fang covered her lips and smiled sweetly, a glimmer of light flashed through her lowered eyes.

"Perhaps Mr. Shen doesn't like those flower girls. If they are the daughters of good families, he will adopt them."

Shen Yanqing has a high position and is both talented and beautiful. Even being his concubine would be a supreme honor.

Jiang Wen has now reached the age where she cares about her husband's family. Although Mrs. Chen is charitable on the surface, she is kind-hearted and kind-hearted. Aunt Fang does not dare to trust Jiang Wen's marriage to her, so for the sake of her daughter's future, she can only Able to plan by oneself.

Instead of marrying a petty official and being the head wife, it would be better to be Shen Yanqing's concubine.

Aunt Fang believes that Jiang Wen's appearance will definitely make men like her.

"A daughter from a good family? Does Yun'er have a candidate?"

Jiang Chuan heard what she meant and lowered his head and asked.

There is ambition hidden in Aunt Fang's eyes, but her face is pure.

"Wen'er has reached the age where she wants to see her husband's family. If she can be liked by Mr. Shen, she can also help me get closer to Mr. Shen. What do you think?"

Jiang Chuan had never thought about this. He had his own plans for the marriage of his two daughters and would never marry them off easily.

But Aunt Fang's words gave him inspiration.

"It would indeed be a good thing if it works out, but what if Mr. Shen doesn't like Wen'er?"

"It's not that I am talking big. There is no young lady in Qiongzhou who is as beautiful as Wen'er. Moreover, she has a gentle temper and was taught by me personally. She is more than enough to be Lord Shen's concubine."


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