Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Although Zhao Lanzhi seemed to have listened, his eyes were actually fixed on Jiang San. His mother had told him that the Prince of Yan already had a husband, a young man from the village. How could a young man like that be worthy of the Prince of Yan?

Like this person, they are both annoying vixens. There was no change in their facial expressions, except that there was displeasure in their eyes.

"Then take what you said as right, right? Your younger brother is different from you, more shy, and his appearance is also very outstanding," Zhao Lanzhi casually praised, "Isn't this a flower viewing party? Where are the flowers? You can't favor one over the other, right?"

"What are you talking about, Lanzhi?" Jiang Mu felt a little relieved, thinking that Zhao Lanzhi wouldn't care as long as he was not competing with Zhao Lanzhi for King Yan's attention, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After clapping his hands, the servants brought up several pots of peonies, including Wei Zi and Yao Huang.

"Oh, this is the award given by His Majesty to Marquis Yongning, right? We are so lucky to be able to see this flower." Passerby A.

Zhao Lanzhi also kept his eyes on Mudan, thinking about other things. Everyone thought he liked Prince Yan, but in fact, he was not. It’s just that he was so domineering and ostentatious that no one would pay attention to him.

He simply hated those who looked good because he was not good-looking enough. He spread the word that he loved the King of Yan because he did not want to get married, and it was because his mother did not love him.

As for Tianshuibi? He was jealous and disliked her.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Lanzhi looked at the peony flowers with a stiff expression. The next moment, she smiled charmingly, covering up the stiffness in her eyes. "Why don't you go over and stay with them?"

"It's a bit noisy over there," Jiang San reached out and poked the peony, "I don't even know them. It's quiet here."

"Qingjing? You are a lazy person," Zhao Lanzhi rolled his eyes and suddenly moved closer to Jiang San, "What kind of perfume are you using? Why does it smell so familiar?"

There was a thoughtful look in Zhao Lanzhi's eyes, but he couldn't remember.

"I didn't use any ointment," Jiang San hid back. Oh my God, he really doesn't like men. Please, someone come.

"Really?" Zhao Lanzhi noticed the distance between them and froze for a moment. "I said too much."

She pulled out the hairpin from her head and tied it into Jiang San's hair. However, her posture did not seem like she was going to give a greeting gift at all. Instead, it looked like she was going to hit Jiang San on the neck, which was quick and neat.

"Take it, it's a gift for meeting you. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Zhao Lanzhi waved his hand and went away like a gust of wind.

Jiang Mu, who was chatting with his friend, was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. What was Zhao Lanzhi doing every day? He was becoming more and more unruly. He was actually quite good before.

"Are you okay? What did he do to you just now?" Jiang Mu quickly ended the conversation with his friend and walked over.

"She didn't do anything, she just gave me a gift," Jiang San shook the hairpin in her hand, which had a pattern of a red-gold peony flower.

"Is that so? You should stay away from him," Jiang Mu looked at the hairpin and spoke to Jiang San seriously.

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang San's eyes were filled with doubt. He looked normal, so what was wrong?

"He was a very gentle young man before, and was well-known in the capital. He was the young man that all the wealthy and powerful people in the capital wanted to marry. But he became more and more domineering after the coming-of-age ceremony."

"Then you will fall in love with King Yan. Many of them have bullied you before. In short, remember to stay away from him." Jiang Mu said in a warning. Zhao Lanzhi is a very evil person.

"I understand," Jiang San nodded.

After the flower-viewing banquet, he stayed in the Yongning Marquis Mansion for a few days before returning to the Zhenguo Duke Mansion. When he returned, he saw Jiuli sitting by the window.

"When did you come here? You don't come here every day, do you?" Jiang San walked over quickly and hugged Jiuli.

"You still remember to come back? I thought you were planning to stay for a few more days. Is Yongning Marquis' Mansion good?" Jiuli opened her arms to catch Jiang San who was rushing towards her, with a sarcastic tone in her voice.

"Brother kept me for a few more days. My wife, you must be jealous, right?" Jiang San played with Jiuli's sleeves.

"Why should I be jealous? Isn't that your brother?" Jiuli's tone was firm. Was it because she hadn't done enough for Marquis Yongning?

Yongning Hou: No, what did I do wrong? She looked at the documents sent down from the court with tears in her eyes. It was really difficult for her!

"My dear wife, look, I'm back now, and look, don't we have a tacit understanding?" Jiang San said coquettishly.

Qing Xing and Yu Yuan (the fake Yu Yuan was actually Qing Xing's companion, Qing Fen) tactfully withdrew and did not disturb the love between the two masters.

"Yes, yes, you're right about it being reluctant. How are you playing there?" Jiuli moved slightly to make Jiang San, who was hugging her, more comfortable.

"It's not bad, brother has great skills, but Yongning Marquis still has two concubines," Jiang San frowned when he said this, "I don't care what others do, but my wife can't do it."

"I can only be your wife," Jiang San said confidently, with a bit of dominance.

"I haven't always had you alone?" Jiuli raised her eyebrows.

"That's different. Before, it was in the village. No one would say anything to you when you had me. But now you are the King of Yan, and I'm the only one that others will mind." Jiang San nodded.

That's right, but he also doesn't accept that his wife has someone else, and there's a bit of uneasiness in his eyes. His wife should agree to him, right? Is he jealous?

"I don't mind. This is our business. It's not the minister's turn to interrupt," Jiuli smiled, as if all she heard was what we were going to eat tonight.

"My wife, don't you think I'm jealous?" Jiang San looked straight at Jiuli, as if trying to see a different expression.

"Of course not, Jiang Jiang, why are you so cute?" Jiuli pinched Jiang San's cheek, wondering if she should ask Ling Lingduo to find two more little crybabies and coquettish people like him?

"How am I cute? I'm talking to you about serious matters, okay? Don't pinch me. I'll be angry if you do." Jiang San turned his head away, his tone a little unclear.

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say," Jiuli let go of her hand and sat back on the chaise longue, "I'll talk to you about business, too."

"You don't need to care about what others say, no matter now or in the future, do you understand?" Jiuli held Jiang San's hand.

"I see," Jiang San nodded, "My dear wife, do you think I have gained weight?"

"No, you're just fine now. How could you be fat?" Jiuli looked him up and down. Uh? He seemed to be a little fat.

"Then it should be that she is not fat." Jiang San nodded hesitantly. What his wife said should be right. She is definitely not fat.

"Yes, she's not fat. It's just right to hold her." Jiuli smiled, as if she was practicing her words, and held her in her arms.