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Qiu Ying was helpless.

"Man'er, isn't Shengjing good?"

Miss Jiu has feelings for Lingcheng. She understands why her sister yearns for Lingcheng. Is it just because it's fun? Then can't Shengjing have fun?

"Okay." Qiu Man twisted her fingers in grievance, "But we can't run and shout here, or people will say we have no manners, don't know the rules, and lose face. But in Lingcheng, it's okay. We can run around as much as we want, fall on the ground, and get covered in mud, and no one will say anything."

Qiu Ying pinched her sister's face, leaned over and asked, "Do you think I control you too much?"

Qiu Man's eyes widened and she waved her hands quickly, "I didn't say that. An elder sister is like a mother, and she should take care of me."

Qiu Ying took out a light blue handkerchief, wiped the corners of Qiu Man's mouth, and said gently, "Go if you want to." She looked up at Jiu Su, "If she makes trouble, you can beat her up."

The moon was high in the sky and we had already finished three rounds of drinks.

Jiang Jing took a sip of water to dilute the taste of alcohol. He frowned and looked at An Wenzhi and Song Wang who were lying on the table and seemed unconscious. He tilted his head and spoke softly.

“My alcohol tolerance is probably the worst.”

Jiusu raised the corner of her mouth, and she asked back: "If we weren't married yet, would your alcohol tolerance be even worse?"

Jiang Jing understood, and he said, "Prince, it's late at night, I'll have the guards take you back home."

"No need." Xu Qihuai stood up, feeling a little dizzy. The Crown Princess supported him, "We brought guards with us."

Except for the two people who fainted on the table.

Everyone else stood up to see him off.

Finally, Jiusu said: "Mingheng, Zhongqin, you send them home safely."

An Wenzhi sat up, holding on to the table uncomfortably, "I feel dizzy when riding in a carriage, Miss Jiang, can you walk with me for a while?"

Behind them, the couple smiled at each other.

It turns out that he has no good intentions.

Jiang Nianyin glanced at her brother. She knew he was pretending, but she still nodded and said, "Okay, I just happen to want to tell you something."

Anwen only has guards.

There is no need to worry about my sister's safety.

Seeing that An Wenzhi had succeeded, Song Wang also sat up and followed suit: "I also feel dizzy when sitting in a carriage. Miss Qiu, can you accompany me..."

Jiusu interrupted.

"Manman followed the Crown Princess."

Song Wang: “…”

The lights in the Jiang Mansion were still on. After Zitan and Kou Shao made their beds, they went out with red faces.

Jiang Jing became more and more skilled and hugged her from behind.

"Change your wife's clothes as a husband."

After untying her belt, the atmosphere suddenly became particularly ambiguous, and emotions were running wild in both of their hearts.

Jiusu's face flushed slightly. She pushed the man's shoulders and pressed him on the bed. Why did he always have all of her? This time she took the initiative.

……

But, for some reason, she was still the one suffering from back pain.

Sure enough, I stayed in bed again the next day.

Jiang Jing was practicing sword outside the yard.

Zitan hurried in and called out politely, "Son-in-law."

"What happened?" Jiang Jing asked as he put away his sword.

Zitan said, "When Old Madam Lu was shopping for clothes in Jinxiu Pavilion, she accidentally broke Princess Jiayun's hairpin. Miss Bai was there too, and the two started to curse at each other. Several noble ladies around them fanned the flames, and Princess Jiayun insisted on cutting off Old Madam Lu's hand."

Jiang Jing looked at the people in the room and said, "I'll go take a look."

Seeing this, Zitan thought for a moment.

He still ran into the house and told the young lady about it.

Jiusu's eyes were cold: "The day before yesterday, at the wedding, my godmother has been in the public eye. I don't believe that no one knows her. She is not just an old woman from Lingcheng. They are doing this just to provoke me. You can see the hairpin clearly."

"I've seen it clearly." Zitan said, "About fifty taels, it should be the style of the Mujinlou."

Jiusu took out a hundred taels of silver note and said, "Go buy an identical hairpin and a pair of earrings."

Kou Shao helped her get up and saw the marks on the lady's neck. She took out a high-necked dress and said, "Miss, how about this one?"

"A little hot."

Jiusu shook his head and pointed casually, "I think this ice blue one is more comfortable."

When the weather is hot, I always like some light colors.

She picked up the mirror, and suddenly the sky fell.

"This……"

Kou Shao raised the corner of her mouth, "Miss, how about wearing a turtleneck?"

Jiusu wanted to beat Jiang Jing, her neck was densely covered with red marks, without any restraint! She took a deep breath, "Forget it, tie a silk handkerchief."

Walking out of the yard, the wind blew the silk handkerchief, like ripples on the surface of a lake.

at this time.

There was already a huge quarrel in Jinxiu Pavilion.

Jiang Jing walked into the store and saw Chen Zhao's face was red. He must have been humiliated, but he was powerless and could only stand there and be scolded. Lu's mouth was dry and he kept apologizing.

He stepped forward.

"Godmother."

When Mrs. Lu heard such a familiar voice, she felt ashamed. She forced a smile and said, "It's Mr. Jiang. There's nothing wrong here. I'm sorry to have disturbed you."

At that moment, a sharp voice appeared.

Xu Jiayun crossed his arms and said sarcastically, "Oh, is this Jiusu's godmother from that muddy village? Isn't the man next to her her ex-husband? Madam Hou doesn't mind being a relative of such a person."

The worse off others are.

The happier she is.

"This princess remembers that the day before yesterday was Young Master Jiang's wedding. This current husband has met the ex-husband. Do you have any experience to share?"

Jiang Jing looked at her, then at the hairpin that was trampled to pieces on the ground, and said, "Princess, I'm really sorry. I will compensate you for your loss."

Xu Jiayun said disdainfully: "This hairpin is newly bought. This princess is extremely distressed. I don't ask for much. I just want this old lady's hand, and this princess will spare them."

At this time, Bai Luoxue kicked away the broken hairpins on the ground.

"Princess Jiayun, please don't go too far. You want someone else's hand for a hairpin. Aren't you afraid that others will call you vicious? "

Xu Jiayun looked up, "I am the princess! There is a world of difference between me and these two peasants. Lord Jiang, you want to arrest someone, but this time it is not the princess' fault, it is the fault of this blind woman!"

This time, she is right.

Mrs. Lu knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying, "Princess, I really know I was wrong. I am blind. Please don't embarrass Mr. Jiang. I will chop off my hand for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the servant brought from the princess's mansion picked up a knife and grabbed Lu's arm.

Chen Zhao hugged one of the servants, but his hands were powerless and he was soon thrown to the ground.

He stretched out his two useless hands and knelt aside.

"She is my mother, so it's the same if she cuts off my hand!"

"No, son, I can't see and I'm old, so just cut mine." Mrs. Lu held her son's hand and asked him to take it back.

Xu Jiayun is not stupid. Only by chopping off Lu's hand can Jiusu be sad and heartbroken. But since it was given to her for free, why wouldn't she agree? She raised a sinister smile and said, "What a loving mother and filial son. Let's chop them off."

Bai Luoxue wanted to stop her, but she didn't have enough strength.

Seeing such a bloody scene, the spectators all frowned and prepared to cover their eyes in advance.

Princess Jiayun is so vicious!