Jiang Xuanjin returned to the mansion, her face was not very good-looking all the way. When the passing house slaves saw him, they all bowed their heads in fright and stepped back a few steps.
"Uncle." Jiang Yan had just finished today's lessons and passed by the corridor. Seeing him like this, he came up and saluted, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Jiang Xuanjin turned her head and saw Jiang Yan smiling with red lips and white teeth, wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe, with a piece of satin covering his forehead, embellished with a white jade gemstone, warm and shining.
With such a good appearance and such a good temperament, anyone who saw him would have to praise him for his graceful appearance and beautiful jade. It's really a pity to marry a woman as dishonest as Miss Bai Si.
After coughing twice, Jiang Xuanjin lowered his eyes and said, "I'm fine, where are you going?"
Jiang Yan smiled and said: "I just came out from my master, and I'm going to say hello to grandpa. But... look at my uncle, my nephew should send you back to Moju first."
Jiang Xuanjin didn't refuse, she pursed her lips and continued walking.
"Uncle, have you encountered any trouble?" Jiang Yan said as he walked, "I haven't seen you so impatient for a long time."
In other words, I have never seen him so impatient. On weekdays, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, he would still think about how to save the country and the people, and he would not let out any worries.
But right now, the whole body is full of hostility.
Being reminded by him like this, Jiang Xuanjin was slightly taken aback, only then realized that something was wrong with her, so she quickly gathered herself together.
"... nothing troublesome." He stopped talking, "I just went to the White House."
White House? Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes sank: "What are you doing there?"
Listening to the unhappy tone at this moment, Jiang Xuanjin frowned slightly: "It will be your eighteenth birthday soon, what do you think I will do?"
Jiang Yan sullenly said, "Uncle, I don't want to marry Miss Bai Si."
"It's up to you."
Stepping into Moju, Jiang Xuanjin sat down on the soft couch, took a sip of tea from Chengxu: "This is a marriage that your mother made before her death, if you want to ruin it, at least your father will beat you halfway." fate."
"Just hit me!" Jiang Yan lifted his robe and sat beside him, "I'd rather he beat me to death than marry a fool back!"
Fool? Jiang Xuanjin sneered. If Bai Zhuji was a fool, there would be no smart people in this world. Look at the way of hooking up people, they hug and hug each other when they see a man, and they still get mixed up with Lu Jingxing. It's a good thing he didn't believe what she said, otherwise he really thought she was sincere!
Jiang Yan was feeling depressed, turned his head to look at his uncle's face, and stood up immediately in fright: "I... I was wrong, don't be angry! I didn't mean to gossip behind people's backs!"
Jiang Xuanjin glanced at him and frowned slightly: "Which eye of yours saw me angry?"
Both eyes saw it! Jiang Yan was flustered, standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, like a child who has made a mistake.
Cheng Xu looked at it, finally couldn't see it anymore, and whispered: "Young master, don't worry, the master is not angry with you."
Um? Not mad at him? Jiang Yan's heart relaxed, and he was puzzled again: "Who gave birth to that?"
Glancing at the silent master, he took the opportunity to smile: "Who would guess, maybe it's because he's still sick. If the young master has nothing else to do, it's better to go and greet the old man first."
"I'm planning to go now." Jiang Yan said, and looked at Jiang Xuanjin again, "Uncle, it will be my birthday tomorrow, you have to take care of yourself, and give me a haircut when the time comes."
"Yes." Jiang Xuanjin nodded in response.
"The nephew will leave first."
"Wait." Jiang Xuanjin called to stop him, "Did you send the invitation to the White House?"
At the mention of Baifu, Jiang Yan's face collapsed again: "I've given it away, why not give it away? My father went to give it away in person."
"Send one?"
"nature."
Half-closed his eyes, Jiang Xuanjin twisted the beads in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Go make up another one, and give it to Miss Bai Si alone."
Jiang Yan was startled when he heard it: "Why?"
It stands to reason that one invitation card is enough to invite a family, but he wished that Miss Bai Si had a headache and couldn't come, why would he give a separate one
Jiang Xuanjin looked up at him.
As soon as his cold eyes fell on him, Jiang Yan immediately became honest, clenched his fists and said: "My nephew will be delivered tomorrow."
"Go."
"Yes, my nephew will leave."
Seeing him withdraw, Chengxu couldn't help but whispered: "The young master is really against this marriage."
"So what?" Jiang Xuanjin loosened his cloak, changed his clothes and took a rest, his voice was hoarse and dull, "It's up to him to decide."
Glancing at him, Chengxu whispered: "Actually, there is room, as long as you go to the old man and say a few words..."
Jiang Xuanjin looked at him coolly: "Why should I say it?"
The marriage that has been arranged long ago, even if the other party is not a good girl, it should be his elder brother Jiang Chong who decides, why is he involved in it
Chengxu kept silent and didn't dare to say any more, just honestly took out the pajamas and changed them for him.
Early the next morning.
Huaiyu opened her eyes, turned her head and saw Lingxiu sitting at the table embroidering clothes. The oil lamp on the table was half-lit, probably burning all night.
"You girl." Sitting up with support, Huai Yu said, "Why are you so stubborn?"
Lingxiu was so frightened that she almost poked her hand with a needle. She looked up at her, her eyes were bloodshot: "Miss, are you awake? This servant is going to bring you breakfast."
"You can rest for a while." Huaiyu got off the bed and changed clothes angrily, "Are you walking steadily now? Don't beat the bowl halfway, and look like you are about to cry again."
Lingxiu pursed her lips, wanting to refute herself, but Li Huaiyu's movements were extremely fast, she put on her clothes in two or three strokes, rinsed her mouth and wiped her face before going out.
After thinking about it, Lingxiu picked up the clothes and continued to embroider.
In the early morning, many people in the White Mansion were already busy. Huaiyu found the kitchen in a desperate manner. The cook smiled when she saw her: "Congratulations, Miss Si, I heard that you are recovering."
Huaiyu smiled at her politely and said, "I'll get breakfast."
When the cook heard this, she immediately turned around and filled two bowls of porridge and a few dishes of side dishes, and put them together on a tray and handed them to her: "It's time for breakfast, Fourth Miss take it."
Taking a look at the dishes, Huaiyu couldn't help sighing, Bai Dezhong is really a good and honest official, the food his daughter eats is so simple, he can be regarded as a good example with a clean heart.
However, when she tilted her eyes a little further, she saw a large pile of exquisite dishes on the stove behind her, such as eight-treasure porridge, steamed mandarin fish, and five-color steamed buns, all of which made her mouth water.
With raised eyebrows, she asked, "Whose breakfast is this?"
The cook was stunned for a moment, moved her body to block it, and smiled apologetically, "Who else could it be? Naturally, only the master can use these in the house."
Is it? Huaiyu nodded, and didn't intend to entangle her, but when she turned around, she bumped into the maid who was walking behind her, and two bowls of hot gruel poured down her chest in an instant.