Exiled after the marriage? My elder sister sent me to the throne!

Zhuge Jisui said: "Ever since your family was exiled, I have also been confined to Luocheng by an imperial decree, so I can't go to see you."

"It doesn't matter."

"What are your plans now?"

"After arriving in Qiongzhou, I will save some money, build a small courtyard, buy a few acres of good farmland, and live a good life."

"Really? You should know the current situation better than me. Troubled times are coming." Zhuge Jisui slapped his palm with his folding fan. There was so much sorrow between his brows that it concealed a lot of his youthfulness.

Lu Ce's dark pupils reflected the anxious face of the young man. He nodded coldly: "Qiongzhou is located in a remote area, surrounded by miasma all year round. Very few people want to go there, so there will be no suffering from war."

"Hey……"

Seeing that his previous high spirits had completely faded, Zhuge Jisui felt a little unwilling and talked some more about people's livelihood.

The two of them chatted back and forth until the waiter brought the food to the table one by one.

Zhuge Jisui also chatted with Jiang Qiu about family matters and asked her how the food in the restaurant was.

Jiang Qiu responded one by one.

When Zhuge Jisui went to pay the silver, he was informed by the waiter that the silver had already been paid by the young lady.

A full fifty-two taels!

Zhuge Jisui lowered his eyes, stared at the accountant for a moment, and strode away.

Jiang Qiu was recalling the original story as he walked towards the city gate.

In the original description, Zhuge Jisui obeyed Lu Ce's words.

But there is a price to pay for a person to obey someone else, and what does Zhuge Jisui want?

"He is not a bad person." Lu Ce said.

Jiang Qiu nodded his head slightly, thinking to himself: The person killed by you, the villain, might actually be a good person.

Lu Ce was also thinking about Zhuge Jisui's words.

If it wasn't Jiang Qiu sitting next to him today, and his mother, nephews and nieces were not safe and sound, he would definitely not be able to live a good life.

When he saw Zhuge Jisui for the first time, Lu Ce was more delighted than wary, but when he repeatedly tested him to see if he was willing to do something big again, Lu Ce knew that they had different ideas and could not work together.

When he arrived at the city gate, he saw Luo Yunchun, who was in dishevel.

Luo Yunchun was holding the two kilograms of beauty cakes he had snatched, and glared at Jiang Qiu with resentment: "As a businessman, you insisted on making money from me, but now it's been made by someone else."

Jiang Qiu couldn't help laughing when he saw how miserable he was, but he still said, "If I sell it to you, even if I only get two taels, I have to return one tael and two hundred coins to you. It's a loss."

Luo Yunchun was so angry that he laughed: "How much money did you spend on making this beauty cake?"

"I'm using up my brain," Jiang Qiu said confidently.

Luo Yunchun knew that she was good at talking, so he bent down on his horse, took some things from her hand, and said to the others, "Let's go."

Everyone looked at each other, and was quite jealous of Jiang Qiu.

Lu Ce suddenly felt a sense of irritation rising in his heart, and he shared some of the things in his hands with her: "It's too heavy, help me carry some."

Jiang Qiu thought about his legs and agreed: "Okay."

“No need.” Lu Ce withdrew his hand.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Qiu complained.

The sound of hooves passed by them, and Jiang Qiu and others followed Luo Yunchun away.

Along the way, Lu Ce had a dark face, which blended perfectly with the color on his face. People passing by all retreated away from the black-faced man when they saw the aura of "keep away from strangers" emanating from him.

Jiang Qiu didn't understand what Lu Ce was thinking, and comforted him: "You don't have to be angry with Zhuge Jisui. You should do your job. You are not three-year-old children. You should understand that when you grow up, there are many things that you cannot control."

She comforted him softly, her eyes full of concern for him. Lu Ce's mood suddenly improved, and he nodded gently at her: "I know."

Jiang Qiu groaned.

Young people.

Don’t understand the cruelty of real society.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

An old saying, but very true.

Jiang Qiu also felt sorry for Lu Ce. He had lost a big brother like Zhuge Jisui. Without strong financial support, it would be very difficult for him to overthrow Dongliang and snatch the heroine from the hero in the future.

As they walked, they came to a resting place. Lu Mingyue was holding a thick wooden stake to practice physical fitness. From a distance, the stake seemed to bend her small body.

But as she raised and lowered it again and again, the exiles all began to admire the little girl.

Unfortunately, she is a girl.

"Young aunt!" Lu Mingyue threw the wooden stake down, and without caring about the dust it raised, she rushed towards Jiang Qiu like a firecracker.

Jiang Qiu squatted down, smiled and held her in his arms: "I had dinner with your uncle at the restaurant today, and I packed some food for you in a lunch box. Try it quickly, otherwise it will go bad later."

Luocheng is home to the most extravagant people in Dongliang, but a place like this requires very high cooking skills from the chefs, and the food in the restaurant is also very good.

"Okay." Lu Mingyue responded crisply and couldn't wait to eat.

Jiang Qiu brought Yaoer over.

Yaoer saw that it was a familiar face, and reached out to grab her collar and pull her against herself. The little girl didn't know if she had inherited her father's great strength, and she pulled Jiang Qiu's collar with great force, "Let go."

Yaoer watched her talking and thought that his little aunt was playing with him, kicking her legs.

Jiang Qiu repeated again: "Let go, or I'll beat you up."

The little guy didn't understand at all, his legs were extremely strong. Jiang Qiu pried his fingers open, but he quickly closed them again, giggling.

Jiang Qiu: “!!!”

She couldn't believe it.

She can't handle a baby who is over one month old.

With her efforts, Yaoer's hands were forcibly loosened. Tears suddenly welled up in her bright big eyes. She pouted her little mouth, clenched her little fists, and felt very aggrieved. Seeing that her aunt didn't even comfort her, she whimpered softly, like an abandoned kitten, so pitiful, but her little eyes were always looking at her.

Jiang Qiu poked his chubby face and said to Lu Ce, "Go get some rice porridge for Yaoer."

"Ah."

Yaoer’s rice porridge was bought specially for him.

It is better for children to eat these.

Jiang Qiu kissed Yaoer's cheek. The baby smelled like milk and was soft. She couldn't help but rub her face against Yaoer's.

Even the best pinching feels worse than a child’s face.

Looking at this little cub that he raised, Jiang Qiu's heart was melted by Yao'er's cuteness~

Yaoer was treated as a toy by her young aunt, so she stopped crying. She pulled her young aunt's finger into her mouth, watched her pull it back, and then reached out to grab it again.

The two of them acted like they were playing a game.

Yaoer played with his aunt for a long time until a spoon forcefully entered his mouth. He then turned his eyes and saw that it was his uncle.

Children seem to be born with the ability to read people's expressions.

Know what is dangerous.

Therefore, when the uncle fed him rice porridge, the little dumpling ate it obediently.

Jiang Qiu found it very funny every time he saw Lu Ce feeding Yao'er rice porridge with an expressionless face. The two of them were like machines, one feeding and the other eating, and no action was redundant.

After eating the rice porridge, Yaoer's eyes gradually closed, but she finally fell asleep holding her hand.