Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Jiang San first raised his eyes and looked around, and when he found that no one was paying attention to him, he reached out and gently pushed Jiuli, with an inexplicable blush on his face and a somewhat uncomfortable tone.

"My dear wife, what did you say?" After pushing him away, his face became even redder. "Didn't you say you were going to the Begonia Blossom Banquet? Let's go now. Don't delay us. We still have a long way to go."

He walked quickly forward, and Jiuli followed with a smile. This Begonia blossom banquet was really an eye-opener.

Whether it is vegetarian or meat dishes, various colored crabapple flowers are used as the main ingredients. They are elegant, beautiful and taste great.

"If you like, it's okay to bring a cook back with you," Jiuli looked at Jiang San who was staring at her.

"Forget it, it's too much trouble," Jiang San refused, eating with a satisfied look on his face, "Are there many delicious foods in the capital?"

"The cakes at Baizhenlou, the snacks at Yuchafang, the pickles at Sanyanju, and the vegetarian food at Ping'an Temple," Jiuli muttered slowly, "you will never be able to finish eating all the delicious food."

"I'll go with my wife," Jiang San's eyes lit up.

"Of course you have to go with me." Jiuli took Jiang San's hand and strolled on the road to digest the food, and went back after a while.

Another three days passed before they set out for the capital.

At the Zhenguo Mansion, Jiang Wan was reading the documents from the Ministry of War, but he couldn't concentrate on them. It should be here in the next two days, so why was it so slow? Didn't the housekeeper explain clearly?

Thinking of the last letter saying that she had gotten married, his face darkened and he thought about how to open it.

"Sir, this is today's letter," Erniu, who was waiting outside, came in with a carrier pigeon. It was sent half a month ago.

"Let me see it." Jiang Wan stretched out his hand, but then realized that he had to be steady and not be too proactive, so he leaned back in his chair.

When he opened the note, it said that the young master had been coaxed into being extremely well-behaved and docile by his mistress. He stayed in every place he passed by for two days and would take some time before returning.

Jiang Shu even reminded him implicitly, "Will you make up for the money I lost?"

Jiang Wan tried to calm down. How dare she coax her son? Was she trying to cling to the rich and powerful?

"It was written half a month ago. The date should be approaching soon. Send someone to wait at the city gate and bring the person back when you see him." Jiang Wan looked at the date on the signature and spoke after a long time.

"Also, ask the other young masters in the mansion to come back and meet their brother," Jiang Wan gave a series of orders.

"Yes," Erniu responded and got up to go out.

Jiang Shu felt like she was alive again when she saw the gate of the capital city. She would have to have a good talk with the Duke later, as this young master really did not have a good temper.

In the carriage, Jiang San was nestling in Jiuli's arms, looking reluctant, and wishing he could stay on the road for a few more days.

"We've already arrived in the capital," he muttered, "I want to stay with my wife for a few more days," with a look of reluctance on his face.

"We can stay together even after entering the capital, right?" Jiuli stroked Jiang San's long hair, "You, stop acting like a spoiled child."

"The people of the Duke of Zhenguo are already waiting over there."

"My dear wife, I don't want to be separated from you," Jiang San hugged Jiuli's waist.

"I'll go see you tonight? Hmm?" Jiuli looked a little helpless. She was really clingy. What would she do without her? Could she deal with those people in the Zhenguo Mansion?

"Then you'd better come over earlier," Jiang San nodded with satisfaction.

"I'll let Qing Shi lead the team to follow you. If there's anything, ask her to tell me. My Jiang Jiang won't accept any grievances." Jiuli pinched Jiang San's cheek, "Don't let him get thin from hunger."

"I know. My eyes are very good. I will be nice to whoever is nice to me." Jiang San moved his cheek away.

Jiang Shu rode his horse beside the carriage, thinking that the young master's wife would not follow them back to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, right?

"Young Master, the person sent by the Master to pick you up has arrived."

The dissatisfaction that was visible on Jiang San's face disappeared in an instant.

"Got it." Then he continued to act like a spoiled child with Jiuli, "Then I'll go back first. You have to be well too."

"Wait for me to pick you up." Jiuli touched Jiang San's cheek. They hadn't been apart for several years and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Jiang San followed Jiang Shu back to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, looking back every few steps, which made Jiang Shu feel like he was the Queen Mother.

Qing Shiyin followed closely behind in the dark. As for the secret guards of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion? Sorry, they were not enough for them to fight.

"Master," Qingnu stood behind Jiuli and said when he could no longer see her shadow, "but do you want to go back to the mansion first?"

"Go straight into the palace," Jiuli lowered the carriage curtain.

"Yes." Qingnu nodded and gave the groom a look.

This carriage, which looked so ordinary, went straight to the palace gate and arrived unimpeded at the Lintan Palace where His Majesty lived, and stopped at the door.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan is back." The eunuch Kang Song (also known as Aunt Kang) who was standing at the door had already gone in to announce the news.

"Tell it." His Majesty Yu Yan is now forty-five years old, and still has a head full of black hair, all tied up with a golden hairpin. She looks radiant and it is easy to tell that she was a great beauty when she was young.

"Ask His Royal Highness Prince Yan to come to the audience." Kang Song said loudly.

Jiuli strode into the East Warm Pavilion. Two ding-bell sounds were heard, and Yu Yan seemed to see King Yan bowing and greeting him.

Before he could kneel down, Yu Yan asked Kang Song to help him up.

"You are willing to come back. Why are you hanging out outside?" Yu Yan put down the letter in his hand, looked at Jiuli who was sitting next to him, and said unhappily.

"Kang Song, serve tea to the King of Yan. We need the Biluochun, which was newly introduced as tribute this year," Yu Yan said, and then turned his gaze to Jiuli. "She has lost some weight, but has become more handsome."

"Thank you for your praise, mother. How are you these days?" Jiuli took the teacup and took a sip. The tea was new and quite good.

"Of course everything is fine. There are a few more princesses in the palace." Yu Yan relaxed unusually. "Have you visited him?"

Jiuli paused slightly. She knew who the "he" Yu Yan was talking about, but then she became completely indifferent.

"I came to see my mother first after I came back. As for my father, I have my elder sister, so why would I be needed?" He crossed his legs and leaned back in the chair in a carefree manner.

"How can a grudge between father and son last overnight? You need to change your temper," Yu Yan smiled unhappily and nodded at Jiuli.

"Didn't you marry a husband? Why didn't you bring him in?" Yu Yan glanced at Jiuli. Hmm? Qingnu?

"My husband has returned home," Jiuli frowned, "I will bring him to see our mother some other day." A smile appeared on her face again.

"You won't leave after you come back, right?" Yu Yan took the memorial beside him and said calmly, "If you come again, I won't keep it a secret for you."

"I won't leave." Jiuli said meaningfully.