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

On the side, Ren Dong was eager to try. She looked at Hua Yi beside her, pursed her lips at Jiang Luo and Xie Qing, and asked, "Is your family good at playing with this young lady?"

Huayi deliberately replied with a straight face: "Of course!" Then he asked: "Where is your young lady?"

Honeysuckle thought about it, and imitated Huayi, saying with a straight face: "Of course! My young lady is amazing."

Mrs. Xie sat aside, watching the little girls playing happily again, and she also smiled from ear to ear.

After a moment, she told Mama Wan, "Go and tell the kitchen to prepare some more drinks, as well as some fresh fruits and dried meat. They will be thirsty and hungry soon."

Madam Wan also smiled with her eyes narrowed into slits, and replied respectfully: "Yes, Madam, I will pass on the message right away."

After a while, the Leaf brand stall was set up.

The two little maids looked like they were on a battlefield, their backs straight, determined to defeat each other.

"Let me tell you first, if you lose today, there will be a punishment. You can still regret it now, so let's change other maids." Jiang Luo looked at the two little maids and teased.

Honeysuckle patted her chest cheerfully and said, "Miss, just tell me the punishment. There is no punishment that I cannot bear." After saying that, she looked at Huayi provocatively.

How could Huayi let herself fall behind? She patted her chest and said, "Ms. Luo'er, please tell me quickly. I can bear it."

Mrs. Xie also put down her teacup, tilted her head, and waited for Jiang Luo to tell her how to punish her!

Jiang Luo and Xie Qing looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes.

"Wangyou, bring the punishment!" Jiang Luo shouted.

"Okay, miss." Wangyou brought a small bowl with a white jade lotus pattern to serve the porridge.

The bowl is filled with water.

Everyone didn't understand what he meant and looked at Jiang Luo.

"The water is cold boiled water. Sister Luo said that if we lose today, we will drink water." Xie Qing couldn't help it and explained the doubts to everyone with a smile.

"What? Then I'll starve to death here..." Honeysuckle glanced at the painting and muttered softly.

"Hahaha..." Everyone was amused by her silly look and laughed.

Madam Xie couldn't sit still and laughed. She took off the jade hairpin on her head, stood up and walked to the people: "Where there is punishment, there is reward. Here, this jade hairpin is for you to win. No matter who wins the most times, the hairpin will be hers."

The two maids stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Madam."

"Thank you, ma'am. Thank you, mother." Jiang Luo and Xie Qing also expressed their gratitude.

This is even more interesting.

Time passed in a flash, and while the corridor was still bustling with activity, the capital city was in an uproar.

In the Yongxing Marquis's residence, Lady Yang, the Yongxing Marquis's wife, was lying in front of the door of the main house in Kangshun Residence, crying and wailing, "Che'er, my Che'er..." She did not dare to say the next words out loud, and just kept repeating these words.

After a long while, the door was finally opened from the inside, and Yongxingbo Hongyong followed the doctor out of the house. He glanced at her, said nothing, and walked out of the house again.

Yang's heart was completely chilled.

She shook off Mother Cai's hand and walked into the house in two steps.

After a moment, Yang's voice of grief and wailing could be heard from the room again: "Che'er...how can I live with you...Che'er..."

Hong Yan sat on the bed beside her and did not try to stop her or help her.

"Does mother regret it now?" His voice was as white as jade, but his words were extremely cold, which startled Yang and made her stop crying.

Yang was speechless after hearing his question and could only take a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Brother, what do you mean? What does what I did have to do with mother?" Seeing how indifferent he was, Hong Che immediately felt sorry for Yang.

With a "dong" sound, Hong Yan slapped the small table beside him, which cracked and the tea on it spilled all over the floor.

Yang hurriedly stood up and walked to his side, took his hand and said with concern: "Yan'er, why are you so angry? This is the hand you hold the pen with, you must not hurt it."

Hearing this, Hong Yan glanced at her calmly and asked, "The hand holding the pen?"

Yang felt a little guilty when he looked at her.

He pulled his hand back, raised it to his face and looked at it again and again, and said, "Mother, please don't feel sorry for my hand. What if you feel sorry for it? It will still be implicated and ruined by him in the future." Hong Yan pointed at the person on the bed and said sternly.

"Yan'er!"

"Yan'er!" Yongxing Earl Hong Yong, who had just entered the room, heard Hong Yan's words and also called out like Yang.

"Yan'er, he is your biological brother after all. Now his body is... and... how can you say such heartbreaking words at this time?" Yang covered her chest and looked at Hong Yan with tears in her eyes.

Hong Yan had always thought that his father and mother were more inclined towards Hong Che, and that was fine.

After all, he was to inherit the title of Yongxing Marquis in the future. He had given up his reckless life and lived an upright life for the future of the Marquis's mansion, without making any mistakes.

If Hong Che can no longer relax, what is the point of his hard work and progress over the years?

She also acquiesced in her mother's preference for Hong Che.

But he never expected that Hong Che would be spoiled to the point of not knowing how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Especially in recent years, as he got older, he became less and less reliable.

It didn't matter that no one in the officialdom helped him, he worked hard and at least got the position of editor. As long as he worked harder, he would have a bright future.

But in recent years, he has not only been busy dealing with colleagues and guessing the emperor's thoughts. After leaving the palace, he has to drag his tired body to clean up Hong Che's ass.

He has been physically and mentally exhausted over the years.

If this continued, he would not be dragged down by the hypocrisy in officialdom, but would be angered to death by Hong Che.

Thinking of this, he looked at his father who did nothing and his mother who only knew how to cry when something happened, and said angrily: "Why can't I mention it? It's only now that I can make him remember the lesson. If father and mother protect him again today, when you rest in peace in Nanshan in the future, don't blame me for not considering our brotherhood and living separately."

Upon hearing this, Earl Yongxing moved his lips a few times, but finally stopped objecting.

He has always known that this eldest son is a hundred times stronger than him. If the Yongxing Marquisate wants to continue to inherit, or if it wants to have a place in Yongjing City, it can only rely on Hong Yan.

He also knew that his eldest son always did what he said.

He studied hard, passed the imperial examination, and entered the Imperial Academy alone and rose through the ranks. He also did it...

Since Hong Yan has said that he will divide the mansion today, he will definitely do it when he and his wife are old.

His second son has indeed been behaving a bit out of line recently and it's time for someone to discipline him.

He felt relieved to leave it to Hong Yan.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yang didn't dare to refute Hong Yan.

She pulled Hong Yan's sleeve in a flattering manner and said, "Yan'er, don't be angry. An elder brother is like a father, you just need to discipline him well. Che'er will definitely change for the better in the future, your father and I will listen to you, okay?"

Hong Yan sat there indifferently. He didn't answer when he heard this, but he didn't push away Yang's hand that was pulling his sleeve.