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"My dear wife, please go slow." Jiang San hugged Jiuli tighter, not even raising his head from his shoulder. "The wind is too cold, can you not feel it?"

"Are you cold?" Jiuli pulled up the cloak and covered Jiang San's head. "Are you warmer now?"

Jiang San, whose head was covered unexpectedly, tried hard to stick his head out from his cloak. He looked at the scenery flying by behind him and opened his mouth in surprise. It was really fast.

"It's much warmer now, but are you cold so soon?" Jiang San hugged Jiuli's neck, his eyes filled with pity.

He had already forgotten what he had just heard, that the person was not Jiang's biological son. If the weather wasn't too cold, Jiang San would have wanted to experience the feeling of crossing the roof just now.

"Of course it's not cold," Jiuli replied with a smile, without slowing down at all, but even faster.

However, within two incense sticks of time, the Yu Mansion appeared in front of the two men. Jiang San, who was still dazed by the darkness outside, appeared in the bright and clean house.

It wasn't until I held the steaming hot milk tea in my hands that I came to my senses. He was home already?

"Are you feeling better?" Jiuli sat next to him, skillfully roasting chestnuts and peanuts over a small stove.

Soon the aroma of food filled the air.

"Much better." Jiang San took a sip of milk tea, a satisfied smile on his face, and reached out to take the peanuts and eat them.

"That's good. You don't have to get angry on people who are not worth it. What if you get upset?" Jiuli was sitting there peeling peanuts and chestnuts for Jiang San and putting them in a small basket aside.

"My wife is right. I also think that Mr. and Mrs. Jiang are not worth my anger. Anyway, they have never been nice to me since I was a child." Jiang San seemed to have let it go, but his eyes were still red.

"But after all, they still raised me. I won't hold them accountable. I'll just pretend that I've never met them." Jiang San spoke as if he was talking about a stranger.

"I'm glad you can figure it out. I'll take you out for a walk these few days to relax your mind." Jiuli patted Jiang San's arm gently.

"It's about to snow now, where can my wife take me to play?" Jiang San pursed his lips, "Why don't we wait until spring to go outing."

"It's all up to you. Whatever Jiang Jiang says is what it is." Jiuli's eyes were gentle and she looked easy to talk to.

"My dear wife, can you please ask for me?" Jiang San leaned close to Jiuli, with a flattering smile.

"What do you want to ask?" Jiuli held the person in her arms skillfully.

"Of course, you should ask about my longevity lock and tell me whose family I am from." Jiang San was just curious about the truth, without any expectation or excitement.

"Forget it. The longevity lock made of red gold inlaid with seven treasures and hanging with the South China Sea pearl is not something that ordinary people don't have," Jiang San hugged Jiuli's arm, "I still want to stay with my wife for the rest of my life."

"It wouldn't be worth it if the longevity lock was ruined."

Jiuli tilted her head and touched Jiang San's hair with a gentle look.

"You don't want to go home? You don't have to say it's because of me, it has to come from your heart." Jiuli held Jiang San's cheek, put their foreheads against each other, and looked straight at Jiang San.

"I don't want to," Jiang San said without any hesitation, "I'm already grown up, and I have to obey my wife after I get married. I have a wife."

"Since you don't want to, you don't have to go back." Jiuli said seriously, "No one can make you do something you don't want to do."

"If I can help my wife, I can go back." Jiang San seemed to realize something, and then said, "But my wife, please remember to pick me up home early, otherwise I won't want you anymore," he said with a threatening tone.

"How could I lose you? I worked so hard to raise you to be what you are now." He lowered his head and kissed Jiang San on the forehead.

"Of course. So, my dear wife, do you know something?" Jiang San looked at Jiuli with suspicion.

"I actually know something," Jiuli said with a smile, "The destination of the longevity lock is the capital."

"Maybe our Jiang Jiang is the young master of some family," Jiuli said with a fierce look in her eyes.

If the Duke of Zhenguo can't do it, then she can only solve all the unstable factors in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

"How can it be such a coincidence?" Jiang San blushed, "Even if I am a young master from a certain family, I am still the husband of my wife."

"If my family members don't recognize my wife, I won't recognize them either." Jiang San said solemnly, full of determination.

"Then I'm really touched. How could our Jiang Jiang be so well-behaved?" Jiuli said in an exaggerated manner.

"Of course, I'll just be good in front of my wife." Jiang San naturally nestled in Jiuli's arms.

"Of course I believe you. You should learn more from Cui Wanjun. It will be useful in the future." Jiuli planned to change the course.

"Okay," Jiang San said, opening his mouth and yawning.

"Go to sleep if you're sleepy. I'll stay with you." Jiuli picked up the person in her arms.

Jiang San, who was picked up, had his arms hanging around Jiuli's neck and his head resting on Jiuli's shoulder.

"Hello, my wife. I got a great bargain." Jiang San said as he was put into bed.

"Go to sleep." Jiuli skillfully coaxed Jiang San to sleep.

There was a very even breathing sound beside the pillow. I slept until dawn, and when I opened my eyes, Jiuli was no longer beside me.

After washing up, changing clothes and walking out, I felt that today's weather was even colder than yesterday, so I quickly put on my cloak.

From a distance, it looked like some young master from some family was going out.

In the study, Jiuli was talking to Cui Wanjun about the changes to the Four Books and Five Classics, adding in some conspiracies and schemes.

Cui Wanjun nodded repeatedly, saying that she was right. As the future queen, she didn’t need to know these things but she had to learn them.

As a result, Jiang San, who was completely unaware of the situation, had to face more subjects, and every day was extremely fulfilling.

"Qingnu, is my wife in the study?" Jiang San came out and saw Qingnu feeding pigeons in the yard, and asked softly.

"The master and Master Cui are discussing something in the study." Qingnu stopped what he was doing, and every move he made was full of respect.

She knew very well that this man might very well become her househusband, so she had to treat him properly, otherwise she would have to endure the indifference, as she was the one who had to support the family.

"Master Cui is here too?" Jiang San had a bad feeling in his heart, "Then I won't go over, I have something else to do."

Jiang San quickly slipped away, while arranging to send red bean and longan sweet soup to the study room later. It is the best to eat in winter.

At noon, Cui Wanjun left Yu Mansion, and Jiuli also came out of the study. Thinking that Jiang San might not have gotten up yet, she prepared to wake him up for dinner.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw Jiang San embroidering obediently, with various snacks placed next to her.

"Is it almost finished? You embroider it quite quickly. Can I have one every year in the future?" Jiuli said softly as she stood aside.