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Jiang San leaned forward slightly and looked directly at Jiuli who was approaching him without dodging, his eyes and brows rippling with a smile.

"Does my wife like this? Hmm?" His tone was slightly raised, his hand was on Jiuli's shoulder, and there was a bit of resentment in his eyes, "Does my wife not like it?"

"Shameless," Jiuli stretched out her hand and pinched Jiang San's cheek, whispering that she liked him, "How could you not know me?"

"I know. I just want to hear my wife say it herself." Jiang San skillfully pulled Jiuli's sleeve and acted coquettishly, "I asked my wife to be gentler, but it still left marks."

"How do you want me to go out and meet people?" Jiang San thought of the blurry shadows in the bronze mirror and the few red spots on them.

Jiuli moved her hand from Jiang San's cheek to his neck and pressed on the red mark, with a hint of ambiguity in her smile.

"You didn't say you don't like it, right? Everyone knows you are married, so it's normal. At most you can say a word of love," Jiuli took the ointment on the side and rubbed it gently.

"It won't be visible this way," he covered up the ambiguous mark and threw it aside, "Are you going out today? Where are you going?"

"My wife won't go with me," Jiang San complained before continuing, "They insisted on having me go to the flower viewing party at the Yongning Marquis's Mansion. What can I do about it?"

"Flower viewing banquet?" Jiuli stood up and straightened his clothes. "You should be more careful. These guys in the capital are not easy to get along with."

"I know, my wife, don't worry," Jiang San said, looking very pleased with Jiuli's concern, "I also have Qing Li and Qing Shi arranged by my wife."

"That's good to know. Do you want me to pick you up?" Jiuli took the eyebrow pencil next to her and drew Jiang San's eyebrows. "It looks good."

"No need. Isn't it inconvenient for you to pick me up?" No one in the capital knew that Prince Yan had married a legal wife.

"What's the inconvenience?" Jiuli chuckled and looked down at Jiang San, "Do you think they will have a problem with you?"

"I want to do it legitimately," Jiang San lowered his head, twisting his fingers, with a little grievance in his eyes. He would not play the villain.

"Why isn't it legitimate? We've been married for many years," Jiuli lowered her head and touched Jiang San's cheek, "Do you think that no one in the capital knows about this?"

"Well, I was thinking of introducing a husband to you," Jiang San pursed his lips, feeling very jealous when he thought of what he heard that day.

You're already married, but you still want more?

"I won't accept it, so don't be angry, okay?" Jiuli skillfully picked out the hairpin and put it on Jiang San's head.

"That's not necessarily true. Which princess doesn't have ambitions? My wife is not someone who would be inferior to others," Jiang San raised his eyes and looked at Jiuli. He knew his wife. She was very ambitious.

"Then I don't need Jiang Jiang to do anything, right? Only people without ability would use the position of husband to win over others, but I'm different. I only need you."

"I don't think I need to sell myself out," Jiuli pulled Jiang San into her arms and gently stroked his back, saying it casually but without question, "and I don't need you to feel wronged."

"My dear wife," Jiang San's eyes were filled with emotion. He would definitely assist his wife well. "Why are you so good to me?"

"If I'm not nice to you, who else can I be nice to? You're the one who's going to stand shoulder to shoulder with me in the future," Jiuli gave him the calming pill again.

"Shoulder to shoulder? Can I do that?" Jiang San subconsciously felt that he couldn't do it, "Wife," his eyes were still a little confused.

"Of course she can. Our Jiang Jiang is smart, clever, gentle and dignified. She deserves everything." Jiuli praised.

"I'm not as good as you say," but what I was thinking in my heart was, praise me more. Yes, this is me, I am so good, my wife really likes me, hehe.

"Yes, everything is good," Jiuli continued to praise.

"Look at what you said, how embarrassing," Jiang San lowered his head, his eyes full of pride, he was the best and he was the best.

"If anything happens at the flower viewing banquet, let Qingnu know," Jiuli straightened her expression and held Jiang San's waist tightly, "I'm leaving first."

"Okay," Jiang San blushed and watched Jiuli's figure climb out of the window with a beating heart. He then turned back after she disappeared from his sight.

"Qing Ling, check the room again to make sure no one finds any clues," Jiang San said as he began to tidy himself up.

"Yes," Qing Ying came in from outside, tidying up the inner room without changing his expression, "Yuan Yuan will be in place in a few days, so the master doesn't need to worry about whether he will betray us."

"Well," Jiang San tidied himself, arranged for someone to guard the door, and left with Qing Qing and Qing Shi, who was disguised as a servant.

At the Yongning Marquis Mansion, Jiang Mu saw his younger brother coming and went to greet him, his eyes lingering on Jiang San's clothes for a while.

If he was not mistaken, this should be the horse that His Majesty gave to the Prince of Yan, right? Moreover, only ten horses were offered, and the Prince of Yan took eight of them alone, while the remaining two were with the noble Lord.

"Brother," Jiang San raised his eyes and greeted quietly, maintaining his timid and pitiful image in the eyes of outsiders.

"Come with me, many people have already arrived," Jiang Mu calmed himself down. He couldn't figure out whether King Yan had eaten too much delicious food or what, and was so blind that he fell in love with this little rabbit?

"Is this your brother? He looks like this."

Just when Jiang San had perfectly integrated into the atmosphere and made three or four superficial friends, a sentence suddenly popped up from the side.

Following the sound, the person was seen wearing a dazzling purple dress, with jingling jewelry, delicate features and innocent eyes, but there was indeed a hint of jealousy in the look she gave Jiang San.

"Brother?" Jiang San looked at Jiang Mu in confusion.

"This man is the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion. His surname is Zhao and his maiden name is Lan Zhi," Jiang Mu whispered to Jiang San before walking out.

"Mr. Zhao is here too? He really brings honor to my humble home," Jiang Mu said without repeating himself. Every word he said was full of praise, even though he didn't mention praise.

"Yeah," Zhao Lanzhi nodded in satisfaction and sat directly on the host's seat. "What are people talking about?"

Jiang San retracted his gaze and glanced at Qing Qing. Is this the man who likes his wife? He doesn't look domineering at all?

"Mr. Zhao, let's talk about the latest popular accessories," he stood up casually, his tone slightly intimate.

"Oh?" Zhao Lanzhi just glanced at it and looked away disapprovingly, "Is your younger brother promised to someone?"

"Is the material of this dress the Tianshuibi color from the palace?" This sentence made all the young masters present change their expressions. It was because Prince Yan was a well-known good wife in the capital.

"My younger brother is already married, how can he be promised to someone else?" Jiang Mu tried to cover it up. "Tianshuibi is rare, but my mother did a good job in the past two years, and His Majesty rewarded her with half a horse."

"My mother loves her younger brother, so she is willing to do this."