After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Jiang Hong's heart tightened and his body tensed instantly. He clenched his fists and shouted angrily in a cold voice.

"Haha..." Jiang Chen smiled carelessly, his posture elegant and graceful, looking at Jiang Hong with his upturned eyes shining more and more: "This is all I have to say, I will take my leave first."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Hong deeply, then walked past him towards the harem.

The night is long and silent.

The white marble ground was illuminated by the distant lights like the surface of an abyss. The flowers on both sides of the palace road, which had been bustling with activity a few days ago, finally could not withstand the sudden cold wind of autumn. They all lost their color and floated down from the branches one by one.

Jiang Hong stayed where he was, letting the sudden cold wind blow on his body. The fallen petals rustled onto his shoulders, and he suddenly felt a sense of sadness and desolation as if the prosperity had ended.

He stood there for a long while before finally moving. The joy that had just appeared on his face had disappeared, replaced by a furrowed brow and gloomy eyes.

What Jiang Chen just said was a real reminder to him.

Jiang Yu's purpose of returning to Beijing this time is definitely not as simple as he had previously thought. Now everyone in the court is keeping an eye on his position all the time, so how could Jiang Yu be an exception?

He got into the carriage, leaned back against the cushions, put his big hands on his eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

How stupid.

However, after only a few days of cooperation, he actually forgot his initial vigilance towards Jiang Yu, and even needed Jiang Chen to remind him. Perhaps this is why his father has always been so indifferent to him.

He sat up straight, his eyes dark, and said in a cold voice: "Go back home."

The guard driving the carriage knew that the atmosphere was not right and did not dare to delay. He immediately pulled the reins. The wheels rolled over the palace road dipped in moonlight and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The next day, noon.

After being busy for the whole morning, Chen Zhao gently knocked on the study door.

"Come in."

Hearing the sound coming from inside the house, Chen Zhao pushed open the door and walked in with the boiled medicine: "Master, it's time to take the medicine."

"Yeah." Jiang Yu was currently looking through the information presented by his subordinates. He took the medicine bowl without even raising his head, and drank the black, bitter-tasting medicine in one gulp without changing his expression.

The person who drank it didn't react much, but the person who was watching frowned tightly.

Chen Zhao's mouth was drooling like crazy, as if he was the one drinking it.

But he also knew that the master had been treating illnesses and detoxifying for so many years. What kind of flavor had the master not tried, bitter, sweet, sour, and spicy?

Now, the prescription that the Third Miss has written for the Master is truly effective. The Master's condition has visibly improved. Even if this medicine is really hard to swallow, I'm afraid that in the Master's heart, this is the most delicious medicine.

Jiang Yu wiped the corner of his mouth, looked up at Chen Zhao, and asked, "Have you finished what I arranged for you?"

Chen Zhao cupped his hands and said, "The small gifts prepared for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have been arranged. There are three boxes of snacks given by the Emperor, some medicinal herbs, and three jade jars with filigree ornaments. The gifts sent by the Emperor yesterday have also been counted and placed in the warehouse."

Jiang Yu seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes: "I remember that among the rewards that my father sent over yesterday, there was a string of Buddhist beads enshrined in Puxin Temple?"

"Yes."

"Take it out and have a skilled craftsman make a box for it. I have other uses for it."

Chen Zhao curled his lips and snorted in his heart, wondering what other uses it had.

It was obvious that he was going to give it to the Third Miss, yet he pretended to be nonchalant.

He sighed secretly. His master finally fell into the land of gentleness. In the whole world, the third young lady was probably the only one who would not see the master's arrogant, cold and cruel look.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he dared not say such treasonous words: "Yes. My Lord, it's getting late. You should get up and go to the Prince's Mansion. If you are late, those ministers will find out and will make up stories that my Lord is disrespectful to his brother."

"Let's go." Jiang Yu stood up and walked out with his hands behind his back.

After Chen Zhao ordered people to prepare the carriage, he once again acted as the coachman and drove the carriage to the Prince's Mansion.

The sun is high in the sky, and the sunlight falls on my body, making me sweat a little. The weather in autumn is the most unpredictable. It rained a little yesterday evening, and today it is so hot that I feel like I am in midsummer. I can't wait to change into a light and thin shirt.

About an hour later, the carriage slowly stopped. Chen Zhao turned around and said, "My Lord, we've arrived."

After saying that, he jumped off the carriage first and lifted the curtain for Jiang Yu.

When the guard at the door saw the carriage of Prince Rui's mansion, he immediately turned around and went in to pass the message. At the same time Jiang Yu landed on his tiptoes, Jiang Hong walked out of the door, and behind him was Pei Yan, who had a slender figure and beautiful face.

"Your humble servant greets you, elder brother." Jiang Yu bowed, and then his eyes fell on Pei Yan, and he said, "Sister-in-law."

Pei Yan didn't show much expression, she just bowed slightly and politely returned the greeting.

Jiang Hong smiled and patted Jiang Yu's shoulder: "Don't be so restrained. Today is a family dinner. Your sister-in-law knew you were coming today, so she ordered the kitchen to prepare the food early. Come on, come in quickly. Today, you and I, brothers, will not leave until we are drunk."

After saying that, he put his arm around Jiang Yu and walked into the mansion. Chen Zhao and the guards at the door followed after accepting the small gifts.

Several people came to the pavilions and towers in the inner courtyard with carved railings and jade bricks, and saw an eight-legged square table in the middle, which was filled with all kinds of delicious dishes and fine wines.

Jiang Hong pushed Jiang Yu to sit down, and the maid beside them immediately filled their wine glasses.

"It has been so long since we, my brother, have eaten at the same table. The conscription and tax payment a few days ago were so successful, all thanks to your cooperation. Big brother, let me toast you first."

After Jiang Hong finished speaking, he raised his glass.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu also picked up his glass and went forward.

The wine glasses clinked in mid-air, and the sound of fine porcelain hitting each other was crisp and exquisite. The golden-bellied swallows in the distance were awakened and chirped softly.

Jiang Hong drank all the wine in one gulp, but Jiang Yu only took a sip.

Seeing Jiang Hong's unhappy expression, Jiang Yu explained, "Brother, my old stomach ailment has been recurring recently. I'm afraid I can't drink to my heart's content with you today."

"Look at me!"

Jiang Hong's eyes flickered. "I was so happy that I forgot about this matter. Someone, serve tea to His Royal Highness Prince Rui. I will serve tea instead of wine."

Jiang Yu nodded: "Thank you, brother."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries at the dinner table. Perhaps because drinking alone was boring, Jiang Hong only had a few drinks before he started eating.

"Come, Yan'er, this is your favorite vinegar fish. I specially asked the kitchen to add this dish for you. You haven't had a good appetite these past few days and you've become thinner. Eat more to replenish your body."

Jiang Hong spoke softly, picked up a piece of tender fish belly meat and handed it to Pei Yan's bowl.

Pei Yan looked at the snow-white piece of fish meat, her stomach churning and her already pale face becoming even uglier.

She suppressed her discomfort and said calmly: "Thank you, Your Highness, but I am tired of eating this vinegar fish and don't want to eat it anymore."

Her expression was indifferent, and there was a clear sense of distance in her words.

But Jiang Hong seemed not to notice, his eyes and eyebrows still showed tenderness: "It's okay, if you don't want to eat it, just don't make it next time. Try this again. I remember that you like this clear mushroom chicken soup the most."

He picked up the bowl and chopsticks, filled a small bowl with his own hands and placed it in front of Pei Yan. Everything was extremely natural, as if this scene had happened a thousand times.

The greasy smell of chicken soup wafted to Pei Yan's nose, making her stomach discomfort even worse.

Impatience flashed in her eyes, and she put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Your Highness, I am full and will go back to my room first."

After saying this, she didn't even glance at Jiang Hong, and left quickly with the help of her maid.

Jiang Hong didn't say anything, his face darkened slightly, but worry was visibly evident in his eyes.

He beckoned his confidant and ordered, "Xu Ping, go get a doctor. I see that the Crown Princess doesn't look well."

"Yes, Your Highness."

This scene caused Jiang Yu to look up.

In his memory, his elder brother had been living a life of luxury since childhood, and wherever he went, he was surrounded by a group of servants.

The Queen regarded him as her dearest child and was afraid that he would get hurt.

It can be said that Jiang Hong has been respected and praised since he was a child. Although his personality is not as flamboyant as the third prince, he has real self-esteem and pride in his bones.

But such a proud man was now personally picking up food and serving soup to a woman, coaxing her in a low voice.

Even though that person rejected him mercilessly, he still maintained his patience and even worried about her health. It was really unbelievable.

But on second thought, he felt it was normal.