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

Zhou quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, this is your dearest aunt, you can't be polite to your aunt."

After they chatted for a while, Zhou took Qin Ying'er away leisurely.

The maid behind her was holding three pieces of the finest Shu brocade and a rosewood box carved with floral patterns. It was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary items.

Mother Cao glanced at Qin who was holding her forehead and sighed...

Second Madam Liu knew clearly about the commotion in the main house.

Now that she is in charge of the Duke's Mansion, there is nothing she doesn't know?

But she really didn't want to get involved in this matter, to avoid getting into trouble.

After hearing Mingcui's report, Liu chuckled and said, "Some people just like to scare themselves."

Mother Zhao also agreed: "That's right."

"Is Zhou here to ask for money again?" she asked in a contemptuous tone.

"It's always like this. We come empty-handed and leave with a full load." Mother Zhao sneered.

"Haha~ I'm tired for her." Liu said lightly.

Then she thought of Jiang Chen again, and leaned back in the armchair as if relieved.

If it weren't for the Qin family, her Chen'er wouldn't have ended up like this. She and her husband wouldn't have to worry about it every day and have a hard time...

Now that she saw the people in the first house suffering misfortunes one after another, she was really happy.

At this time, a little maid outside the door reported: "Second Madam, the Second Master is back."

Liu was delighted to hear this and a smile finally appeared on her face.

Mother Zhao hurried forward to help her tidy up her dress and hair, and Mingcui quietly retreated.

The second master and his wife were deeply in love. Although they only had one son, Jiang Chen, they never took a concubine in all these years. In addition to being influenced by the old Duke of Zhenguo and keeping himself clean since childhood, the second wife Liu also contributed a lot.

Unlike Liu and Qin, who were both bright and attractive, she was more gentle and charming, with a hint of scholarly air.

For a rough man like Jiang Miao, this was exactly what he wanted.

Liu's father was a fourth-rank official in the Ministry of Revenue, which was a lucrative position with real power. When she married Jiang Miao, the second master of the Duke's Mansion, it was purely because they loved each other that they formed a happy marriage.

Not long after, the second master Jiang Miao walked in from outside, looking exhausted.

"Master, you're back." Liu said with a smile.

Jiang Miao put his arm around her shoulders and sat down on the armchair, and replied jokingly, "How dare I not reply to the letter from my wife?"

Liu covered her handkerchief and laughed.

Being a rough person also has its advantages. You won't be like those literati who act pretentiously.

Mother Zhao served tea to the two of them and then quietly left.

The two of them whispered to each other for a while, and Jiang Miao asked, "Is what Madam said in the letter true?"

Liu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know whether it's true or not. When I heard Luo'er mention it that day, I wrote to you, Master. I thought her maternal grandfather's family was based in Jiangnan, so they would be well-informed."

Jiang Miao nodded: "You are right. Jiangnan is a wealthy place with many miraculous doctors. If the Wu family can come forward to help find out, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort."

Hey……

The two of them were really worried about their only daughter.

Liu saw that he looked unhappy, and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong, husband? Is the business in the shop not good?"

"The Qin family incident has had a slight impact on the business in our shop, but you don't have to worry, it's not a big deal." Jiang Miao said expressionlessly.

In fact, the business in the shop is indeed not as good as before.

Since ancient times, officials and businessmen have been one. Before the Qin family's affairs were made clear, these people were afraid that the Duke's Mansion would be implicated.

Liu glanced at Jiang Miao and asked hesitantly, "Then...then how long do we have to wait for An'er to be adopted?"

So much time has passed, and no news has come out of Fu'an Hall.

Duke Jiang Zhou never mentioned the matter again, and she was getting impatient.

Now that the old woman has unfortunately suffered a stroke, it is a good time to adopt a son.

Jiang Miao thought for a moment and said, "Madam, there is no need to rush. Mother has had a stroke, and the Qin family is having problems in the first house. It is not appropriate to mention the adoption at this time."

Liu snorted in her heart but didn't show it on her face.

Why shouldn't it be mentioned? If we don't mention it, we don't know whether An'er can be adopted by the second house!

Thinking about what Jiang Miao said, he felt that it made some sense, so he put his worries aside for the time being.

After leaving Chunhua Courtyard, the master and servants went straight back to Shaoguang Courtyard.

After dinner, Jiang Luo lay on the chaise longue and let Mingxu massage her legs.

Honeysuckle, who was standing by, was telling Mother Wu what happened today with great excitement.

Mother Wu was sometimes happy, and sometimes frowned with worry.

Mingxu pounded his leg and asked, "Miss, who do you think is so bold as to attack the Sixth Young Master?"

"Of course there are brave people like that." Jiang Luo replied calmly.

Mother Wu also said worriedly: "Miss, you hit Miss Three today, you must be more careful in the future, Miss Three is not someone who will suffer any loss."

Jiang Luo nodded and continued reading the book in his hand.

After a while, she took out the silver lock from her sleeve and threw it to Mingxu, and then instructed: "Mingxu, return this to the little girl I asked you to hide the other day tomorrow, and then send her to the charity hall and donate more silver."

After living a new life, Jiang Luo is no longer a good man or a believer.

Xiao Cui was beaten to death, she deserved it.

As for Xiao Cui's sister Lan'er, she has nothing to do with this matter.

Put her in a charity and donate some more money, the rest is up to her on her own.

"Yes, miss." Mingxu replied.

"Miss, you are so amazing that you actually hid Xiao Cui's sister in advance. I was wondering, today Xiao Cui had firmly accused you of poisoning the Sixth Young Master, why did you suddenly change your words?" Rendong said proudly.

"They are all just like you, looking ahead without thinking about the future, thinking about your dog-beating stick all day long." Mingxu teased her.

Wangyou burst out laughing and asked, "Dog-beating stick? What kind of weapon is that?"

Honeysuckle scratched his head, not knowing how to explain.

Mingxu couldn't help laughing and said, "As long as it's a stick, it's called a dog-beating stick in her hands!"

"Hahaha..." The room was filled with laughter.

Nanxing was sitting on the roof, leaning against his sword, also smiling.

After everyone laughed and played for a while, Mother Wu took Rendong to tidy up the house for Wangyou.

Rendong and Mingxu lived in the same room, but Wangyou's room was decorated just for her. Nanxing lived here with her in secret.

Jiang Luo felt that Nanxing was a secret guard, and that he should hide in the dark to catch the enemy by surprise, just in case.

After all, there is no one in the Duke's Mansion who doesn't want her to die.

There were only three of them left in the room at this time, and Wangyou was fiddling with the things in her purse on the round table.

Mingxu massaged her young lady's legs and asked curiously, "Wangyou, are all these bottles and jars of yours medicine?"

"There are medicines and there are poisons. What I learned most from following Doctor Bai is the use of poisons. Medicine and poison are inseparable." Wangyou muttered.

Mingxu nodded, not quite understanding.

It seems to be very powerful...

poison?

Jiang Luo suddenly had an idea. She closed the book in her hand and said, "Wangyou, come here..."