Nian Huajiao: The cold-faced treacherous minister spoiled her unconditionally after breaking his vow

Otherwise, her husband, who was as kind as the wind and the moon, would not have become good friends with Wu, and would not have asked her to take care of the child.

In fact, she was thinking wrongly. Xie Yuanfeng and Wu were not really good friends. At most, they were just acquaintances.

Wangyou hurried in from outside and handed the bottle of blood circulation cream to Rendong who was following behind her. She opened the lid, dipped her hand into the cream, and gently rubbed it on Jiang Luo's back.

"Hiss~" Jiang Luo gasped in pain. Wang You was so scared that he dared not move anymore and stopped immediately.

When I was on the hill, I was busy dealing with Hong Che, the playboy, and I forgot about this little injury on my body. Now that I have some free time, I feel the pain in my back.

"Just be patient, the ointment will be applied soon." Mrs. Xie comforted her.

Xie Qing also forgot about her own injuries and comforted her cheerfully: "Yes, Sister Luo. Fortunately, the bones are not injured. Just apply this ointment a few times and it will be fine."

Jiang Luo smiled knowingly: "Okay. Just apply the Forget-Me-Not, I'll just bear with it and it will pass."

After an incense stick of time, when everyone had finished packing, it was time for lunch.

While lifting the curtain for Madam Xie, Mother Wan reported, "Madam, lunch is almost ready. The prince is drinking tea in the main hall. I wonder if lunch..." She glanced at Jiang Luo who was following behind her, and Xie Qing who was carried by the maid, and seemed to be unable to speak.

Jiang Luo paused, and Rendong almost bumped into her young lady.

Honeysuckle patted her chest, thank goodness she had stopped in time. If she had accidentally touched her young lady's back, she would have deserved death.

Is Lord Lu still here?

Jiang Luo had always thought that Lu Jinan came here to rest for a while before getting busy. After all, the bandit leader had just been captured, and he should have a lot of things to do.

How could he have the leisure time to waste time in Qingquanzhuang?

Mrs. Xie's smile deepened when she heard this. Her nephew had always been taciturn and indifferent to others.

But who can blame her for being his aunt, and having watched him grow up since he was a child!

He is very busy now, and she is happy that he can take some time to have lunch with her.

The year Prince Jing passed away, Princess Jing cried all day long and almost died with him.

At that time, the child, who was a few years old, lay in her arms and cried breathlessly, and kept asking: "Aunt, where is my father? I want my father, wuwuwu..."

She could only hug him tightly, hold him, and pat him. When he cried and fell asleep on her shoulder, she secretly wiped away her tears.

How could she bear to say to such a little kid: "Your father is dead. Someone murdered him."

During that time, little Lu Jinan slept peacefully in her arms. Her husband was busy dealing with all the big and small matters in Prince Jing's Mansion, and she was in charge of the mother and son.

A child of a few years old and a dying Princess Jing.

Now, more than ten years have passed, and the little child has grown up.

He grew up to be a man as upright as Prince Jing, able to be in charge of Prince Jing's Mansion and sit at the position of Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. At a young age, he became a second-rank official of the Yong Dynasty.

Over the years, no matter what the outside world said, whether he was a murderer or bloodthirsty, she was always proud of An'er.

In Mrs. Xie's eyes, everyone he killed deserved to die.

On this point, she and Xie Yuanfeng were in agreement.

After a moment, she ordered, "Let's set up the meal in the side hall. This isn't the mansion, so there are no need to be so cautious. When you go out to play, you should be comfortable. Besides, he and Luo'er have known each other for a long time, so there's no need to be so troublesome."

After saying that, she glanced at Jiang Luo behind her, and seeing that she had no objection, she waved to Mother Wan, signaling her to do it quickly.

"Mother is right. My cousin is not an outsider. Sister Luo is not that pedantic person. We are just having a simple meal. What's the big deal?" Xie Qing said while lying on the chaise longue, puffing her cheeks.

Jiang Luo also didn't care.

In her previous life, she never left the house and acted like a bride waiting to be married, but her reputation was not very good.

So, fame is not as valuable as a hearty and delicious lunch.

When they arrived at the main hall, Lu Jinan was standing beside a mahogany incense table with auspicious cloud patterns, staring motionlessly at the painting "Nanshan Floating" in front of him.

This was the day when Xie Yuanfeng first came to Qingquan Manor. On a whim, he ordered his servants to carry the desk to the hill, and he painted while enjoying the scenery.

After he finished the painting, he was still worried about what title to give it, and finally decided on this name.

The North Mountain is not idle, but the South Mountain is idle.

Steal the floating life for half a day.

Lu Jinan turned around and saw Madam Xie coming in. He put away the fierce aura around him and turned around to perform a junior greeting: "Jinian greets my aunt."

Mrs. Xie was a little emotional: the child has grown up and will no longer stick to her and call her "Auntie, Auntie..."

She reached out and lifted up Lu Jinan's arm: "It's rare that you have time to have lunch with me today, so don't be so formal." The two walked side by side into the side hall.

Lu Jinan glanced at Jiang Luo behind her, then replied: "Yes, aunt."

Jiang Luo was listening to Xie Qing's chattering with his side turned, and did not notice his gaze.

Several people went to the side hall and sat down one by one. Jiang Luo sat with Xie Qing.

Although the lunch on the Eight Immortals Table was not as luxurious as the one in the mansion, it was not bad either, mainly because it was fresh.

The crucian carp soup in the middle is made from fresh crucian carp that Manager Cai personally led his men to catch from the river.

Add tofu and cook it in a clay pot for an hour. The soup is rich and delicious. It is different from the fish soup I usually drink in the mansion.

There is also the fried crispy shrimp. Although it is not on the farm, you can’t eat such fresh river shrimp.

As the weather was getting hotter, most of the dishes on the table were light, which really whetted everyone's appetite.

On Jiang Luo's left was Xie Qing, and on his right was Lu Jinan. To avoid suspicion, the distance between them was large enough to accommodate two more people.

While adding more food to Xie Qing's plate, she glanced at Lu Jinan who was eating.

Since the meal, he had not said a word unless Mrs. Xie spoke.

He sat there upright, his back straight, his eyes not moving around, just staring at the food in front of him.

When eating, her thin lips moved slightly, without making any disgusting sounds. When adding dishes or soup, her slender fingers held the pair of bamboo chopsticks, her upper body leaned forward slightly, and her whole movements were smooth and elegant.

He looks like a dignified and noble young man, making people temporarily forget that he is Lord Lu, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

After an incense stick of time, Lu Jinan saw that everyone had almost finished their meal, so he stood up and said, "Aunt, I have finished my lunch. There are still many official matters to be dealt with in the government office, so Jingnian will take his leave now."

He followed the little girl here today for no apparent reason, and even took the time to have lunch with them. Until now, he still found it a little unbelievable.

Lu Jinan never thought that there would be someone in this world who would have such a profound influence on him...