The passers-by are vicious

Jiang Wanwan rarely had the energy to bring snacks to Sheng Hongyi who was busy in the study.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the study with Qiuyu, he saw a beautiful maid in pink spilling the tea in her hand on Sheng Hongyi's coat as he was concentrating on writing.

"My lord, it was my fault. I will wipe it for you."

The maid in pink took out her handkerchief with a look of panic and was about to wipe Sheng Hongyi's coat, but Sheng Hongyi dodged her with a sullen face and waved his sleeves.

"No need!" His voice was clear and low, with a hint of displeasure.

The maid in pink fell directly to the ground.

Jiang Wanwan stood at the door and watched the scene with great interest. She directly reached out to pick up a piece of glutinous rice cake from the plate held by Qiuyu and put it to her mouth to eat.

The glutinous rice cake was freshly made in the small kitchen and was still hot. It was soft and sticky when bitten. Jiang Wanwan had originally intended to give it to Sheng Hongyi.

Now it has become Jiang Wanwan’s snack while watching shows.

In the study, the pink-dressed maid saw that she had failed and a look of unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She quickly got up and continued to try to get close to Sheng Hongyi.

"Sir, let me help you take off your coat."

As she spoke, she revealed her pretty face and stretched out her hand in a gentle voice.

Sheng Hongyi frowned slightly, his face darkened. He glanced coldly at the pink-dressed maid, a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes.

But the maid in pink was unaware of anything and she even wanted to get closer.

"Master, are you tired? Do you want me to massage your shoulders?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head up slightly, revealing her beautiful face in the hope of catching his attention.

Sheng Hongyi directly closed the document on the desk and shouted coldly at the person who was retreating, "I said, get out."

The smile on the pink-dressed maid's face froze instantly when she heard this, but soon recovered.

She tried to seduce Sheng Hongyi with a softer voice, and whispered, "Sir~."

At the same time, she stretched out a white and slender hand, as if she wanted to gently place it on Sheng Hongyi's arm to arouse his desire.

But Sheng Hongyi did not let her succeed and remained unmoved by her provocation.

He took the brush on the table and tapped the chest of the pink-clothed maid with the base of the brush. His internal force passed through the brush and hit the pink-clothed maid, knocking her out of the study.

His gentle and handsome face was tinged with frost, and the look he gave the pink-dressed maid lying outside the study seemed to be filled with murderous intent.

Sheng Hongyi threw away the priceless wolf-hair brush in his hand without hesitation just because the root of the brush touched the pink-dressed maid.

Sheng Hongyi's eyes were cold and he said, "Go and get rid of that maid. I want to see who dares to behave properly in front of me in the future."

Xue Bi, who had just returned from making tea for his master, was still holding a teacup in his hand.

He sighed slightly as he looked at the pink-dressed maid lying on the ground unable to get up, feeling sorry for her.

Why seduce his son when there are so many people to seduce? Isn't this just looking for trouble and courting death?

Everyone knows that Sheng Hongyi hates being touched the most, and no woman except his wife Jiang Wanwan is allowed to get close to him.

"Please spare my life, my lord. I was sent by the princess. You cannot punish me."

When the maid raised her head and showed her face without caring about the pain, Xue Bi's expression changed slightly. He walked into the study with tea and saw Jiang Wanwan sitting beside her, eating glutinous rice cake and watching the show.

Without Jiang Wanwan even waving her hand, Qiuyu immediately stepped forward, snatched the cup of tea that Xue Bi had just brewed, and handed it to his wife.

Although Sheng Hongyi still had a gentle expression on his face, his brows were furrowed, and he was looking at his shirt that was soaked by tea on his chest with annoyance.

He suppressed his emotions and walked up to Jiang Wanwan to explain, "Madam, don't misunderstand. She came in on her own."

Jiang Wanwan swallowed the cake in her mouth, clapped her hands, and then wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. She looked at Sheng Hongyi, who looked at her in a state of bewilderment, with a playful look, and said with a smile: "Husband, you don't have to be like this. If you really like her, just marry her."

Sheng Hongyi naturally saw the amusement on Jiang Wanwan's face. He pressed his lips into a straight line and said seriously, "I said before that I only want to have one wife in this life. As for taking a concubine, I will have to die before I can do so."

"Of course I believe in my husband." Jiang Wanwan nodded after drinking her tea.

It is better to believe that a pig can climb a tree than to believe a man’s promise.

She didn't think that Sheng Hongyi would never take a concubine, so she had no expectations and naturally didn't care.

But Sheng Hongyi saw through her perfunctory attitude and disbelief, and opened his mouth to explain something.

I don't even know where to begin.

At this time, he saw Xue Bi standing aside and couldn't help but frowning, asking: "Didn't I say that I would deal with that maid? What are you doing standing here?"

Xue Bi, who was standing by, glanced at Jiang Wanwan who was sitting there drinking tea, and said awkwardly: "Sir, that maid was given to you by the princess in the past... as a trial maid for marriage."

Sir, I don’t want to tell you what you asked.

Although men from respectable official families are not allowed to take concubines before marriage, they will have a maid to get to know each other...

Sheng Hongyi had long forgotten about such a maid, after all, he had never touched her.

Jiang Wanwan is the woman he truly loves.

Now that Xue Bi mentioned it, Wen Run's expression immediately froze, but he still waved his hand at Xue Bi, "No matter what it is, don't let her show up again."

"Wanwan, don't get me wrong. That was sent by my mother. I have barely even seen it, let alone touched it."

Jiang Wanwan leaned over to explain to Jiang Wanwan who was sitting on the chair. She looked a little flustered and even coughed anxiously.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Wanwan smiled tenderly, "I said, I believe in my husband."

She even used the handkerchief in her hand to wipe the man's outer shirt, which had been soaked by tea and was now somewhat dry.

"Husband, you should change your clothes and don't catch a cold."

Jiang Wanwan believed Sheng Hongyi when he said that he had never touched anyone else. After all, on the wedding night, he didn't look like he understood anything from his reckless behavior.

Sheng Hongyi nodded relieved when he saw that Jiang Wanwan looked normal, "Okay, I'll go change clothes first."

But his lips were still pursed and his expression seemed to reveal worry.

She placed the glutinous rice cake, which she had eaten till only two pieces were left, next to Sheng Hongyi's desk.

Xue Bi Zheng ordered his men to drag the pink-dressed maid who seduced Sheng Hongyi out of the courtyard.

When Jiang Wanwan turned around, she met the pink-dressed maid's flustered, unwilling, and desperate eyes.

He opened his mouth and said silently to the woman in pink: You are very brave.

She was not angry, and she didn't even care whether anyone seduced Sheng Hongyi.

After all, instead of worrying about thieves stealing it every day, it would be better to just leave it in the house. If a thief really steals it, it can be attributed to her own fault.

What's more, Jiang Wanwan was able to marry Sheng Hongyi because of her tricks.

So she never looks down on others who are trying to climb up the social ladder, but rather admires them.

However, it would have been fine if the pink-clad maid had succeeded, but now that she has failed, she naturally has to bear the lessons of failure.

Although Jiang Wanwan also relied on calculations at the time, she was not fully confident that it would succeed.

After all, she is not the child of destiny.

What's more, the pink-dressed maid wanted to touch her interests, and Jiang Wanwan was kind enough not to step on them.

It was impossible to save her.

Jiang Wanwan doesn’t think she is a good person, because she is not a saint and doesn’t have the heart to meddle in other people’s business.

By the time Sheng Hongyi changed his clothes and returned to the study, Jiang Wanwan had already left and returned to her own yard.

Looking at the plate with only two pieces of glutinous rice cakes left on it beside his desk, helplessness flashed in his eyes.

When it was served, it was a whole plate, but now it has been eaten up and only two pieces are left there, which is enough to show that Jiang Wanwan is not serious about it.

She picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake with her slender fingers, opened her thin lips and took a slight bite. Although it was cold, it was still soft and sticky, but too sweet.

After finishing the two pieces of cake, Sheng Hongyi asked someone to get him another purple-hair brush so that he could continue to handle official documents.

Jiang Wanwan would check the shop's accounts from time to time and talk with her "mistress" about her experience.

Situ Rui put his lips close to Jiang Wanwan's ear and whispered softly: "Wanwan..."

Every time Jiang Wanwan was about to leave, Situ Rui would pester her for a while.

"Don't forget your identity."

But even after being warned, Situ Rui still held Jiang Wanwan's slender waist tightly.

"So what? As long as I can have you, it doesn't matter even if I have to bear the infamy!"

Hearing this, Jiang Wanwan frowned slightly.

There was a flash of displeasure in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Since you are a man, you are naturally not afraid. Maybe what gets out is just gossip about sex.

But it is a fatal threat to Jiang Wanwan.

She just wanted to have fun and naturally didn't want anything to be discovered.

She struggled to break free from Situ Rui's restraints and glared at him coldly, "If you dare to mess around, you will bear the consequences."

Situ Rui looked at the beautiful woman in his arms with an unwilling look on his face. When had he ever suffered such an injustice?

Every time I was taken advantage of by her like a prostitute.

But Situ Rui just likes Jiang Wanwan.

Love is a poison that is both intoxicating and heartbreaking.

It makes people sink into depravity while sobering, and finally go crazy while sobering.

Situ Rui stared deeply at Jiang Wanwan, as if a flame was burning the dry wood in his heart.

Just as Jiang Wanwan was about to open the door and leave, Situ Rui suddenly said, "I heard that Zhang Dan is coming back."

Obviously it wouldn't be January, but it seemed like a long time had passed since I heard Zhang Dan's name again, so long that it had become a stranger to me.

Of course, there was also a reason why Jiang Wanwan didn’t take it to heart.

"Really?" Jiang Wanwan walked out of the room nonchalantly, "It has nothing to do with me.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan was not moved at all and looked as if she had not heard anything, Situ Rui felt relieved.

It seems that he, the love rival number one who almost married Jiang Wanwan, has no weight in Jiang Wanwan's heart.

But thinking of himself who had no status either, Situ Rui couldn't help but slam his fist on the bed and mutter in annoyance.

"A cruel woman."

Looking at the banquet invitation sent from the palace in her hand, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but sigh slightly.

When Zhang Dan was eliminating the Japanese pirates, he not only pacified the coast, but also drove the pirates back to their hometown.

The emperor was very pleased when he heard this and decided to hold a banquet in the palace to celebrate Zhang Dan's death.

That day, Jiang Wanwan deliberately wore a bright red dress embroidered with golden crabapple flowers. After all, as the wife of the Minister of Personnel, she couldn't wear something too shabby when attending a banquet in the palace.

There was singing and dancing, and all the ministers and their wives above the fifth rank came to attend the palace banquet.

Jiang Wanwan was sitting in her seat and saw from afar Zhang Dan, who had taken off his armor and was wearing a dark blue robe.

He was still as strong and sturdy as before, but the expression on his face seemed much more serious than before.

Jiang Wanwan just glanced at him and then looked away.

However, she didn't know that the next moment after she withdrew her gaze, Zhang Dan looked at her with dark eyes.

The bottom of the tree even flashed scarlet, but it quickly faded away.

As everyone raised their glasses, they toasted Emperor Li Min above them.

It was rare to have green grapes at this time, so Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but eat more.

Most of the food placed on the couple's table went into Jiang Wanwan's stomach.

Sheng Hongyi would just raise his glass from time to time to drink with others, and he would pick up and eat the dishes left over by Jiang Wanwan on the table without any disgust.

When he looked at Jiang Wanwan, his eyes were always warm and gentle, and his face, which was as handsome as a beautiful jade, attracted many admiring glances even though they knew he was married.

The other officials' wives who came to the banquet couldn't help but sigh at Jiang Wanwan's good fortune to have such deep love from Sheng Hongyi.

Jiang Wanwan didn't care about the envious looks. She just ate the leftovers with a gentle look in her eyes, which showed her deep affection.

That so-called deep love is too easy to be cheap.

Li Min, who was wearing a yellow robe above, noticed the "leftovers" on his nephew's table and ordered the eunuch to replace the food with new ones.

The wife of the Minister of War, who was sitting on Jiang Wanwan's right, seemed to want to learn from her as well, and she turned her head to tease with a smile on her face.

"Minister Sheng and his wife are indeed very loving. I really want to know how his wife did it. Can you tell me about it?"

Although Jiang Wanwan herself didn't take it seriously, she still shyly smiled when the wife of the Minister of War asked in a friendly manner:

"Madam, you are joking. There is no trick there. It's just that you should be gentle when you need to be gentle..."

She had long heard that the Minister of War came from a family of military commanders and had a tough temper, and the Minister of War's wife also happened to be from a family of military commanders.

When two people with strong tempers meet, they will naturally compete with each other and argue with each other.

Appropriate gentleness can avoid unnecessary quarrels.

"Weak... I've tried, but I can't learn it." The wife of the Minister of War shook her handkerchief and sighed slightly.

Before Jiang Wanwan could comfort him, the wife of the Minister of War smiled cheerfully, "Forget it, as long as he gives me respect as my wife, it's up to him."

In response to this, Jiang Wanwan could only curl her lips and smile softly.

Unexpectedly, the wife of the Minister of War not only did not think that Jiang Wanwan was just being perfunctory, but her eyes became even brighter.

"If you ask me, not everyone can be weak, not even someone like me. But Madam Sheng is so beautiful that even I feel itchy inside, not to mention Minister Sheng."

As he spoke, he held Jiang Wanwan's hand, feeling its softness and even squeezed it.

Keep touching and don't let go.

When Sheng Hongyi noticed it, he smiled gently with his usual gentle expression.

He raised his glass to the Minister of War and his wife.

The Minister of War, whose face was slightly red from drinking, immediately raised his glass to Sheng Hongyi.

The wife of the Minister of War had no choice but to reluctantly let go of Jiang Wanwan's hand and raised her glass to Sheng Hongyi.

Jiang Wanwan also clinked glasses with the wife of the Minister of War, and then took a sip.

She doesn't like drinking because it's too spicy.

Of course, it’s also because Jiang Wanwan can’t drink much.

Sure enough, she didn't just take a few sips, but now it went directly on her face.

The sides of her fair cheeks were tinged with red, her eyes became moist, and she couldn't help but be a little charming just by moving her eyes.