The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 353

There was some surprise in their eyes, it has been so long, why haven't these two families got married yet?

It shouldn't be, Mr. Shen has reached the age of marriage.

If you drag it on, you will be old.

Aunt Jiang sneered when she heard the words, and lazily said, "I don't want to marry you."

Everyone understands.

It turned out that Mr. Shen didn't want to marry the crown daughter to His Highness!
If it had been changed before, He Jiayou might have stopped talking when she met this answer, but she remembered the meeting between the two on the street today.

He Jiayou tsk-tsk: "It's hard to say."

Everyone looked at her curiously.

Under the curious eyes of the crowd, He Jiayou coughed lightly, and continued: "You rescued Shen Weixiu on the street today, I'm sure Shen Weixiu has a little meaning for you now. If you want to take him down, you should It's not that difficult anymore. As long as you ask him out more and coax him with sweet words for a while, it will definitely work!"

The more He Jiayou talked, the more he felt that it was possible, and he couldn't wait to see the picture of Shen Weixiu, a clean and pure man, marrying Concubine Jiang.

Aunt Jiang didn't speak, but her expression was a bit meaningful.

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After returning to the mansion, some guards came and told Aunt Jiang that the person locked in the west wing had slipped out of the room by himself today, and they thought he was going to escape, so they took him back and locked him up.

Aunt Jiang drank a lot of wine today. Although she was not drunk, her head was a little dizzy.

She lazily narrowed her seductive upturned eyes, and after hearing what the guard said, she sneered and said in a lazy voice, "It's really not good...I'll go and see him."

Aunt Jiang walked lazily towards the west wing, Bian Yan planned to follow, but Aunt Jiang in front waved her hand indifferently.

"It's getting deeper and the dew is heavy. The wind at night is quite cold. I'll just rest in his room later. You can go back and don't follow me."

After saying that, the girl in front of her had already swayed away, and the back of her walk was out of shape, which really made Bian Yan a little worried.

Concubine Jiang came all the way to the door of Luo Heng's room, and the light was still on, so she seemed not asleep.

It's okay not to sleep, let's sleep together.

She yawned lazily, with physical tears in her eyes.

Aunt Jiang wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, and walked towards the door indifferently. As for the guards who were guarding the door, Aunt Jiang had already withdrawn.

She pushed the door in.

Although the young man in the room has been locked in the room for the past few days, the people in the house know Jiang Yu's thoughts on him, and know that this person will sooner or later become the servant of the house, so his food and clothing are spent on After all, what the Empress Dowager's Mansion lacks most is money.

What catches the eye is the tall and thin back of the young man, wearing a snow-white long gown, clean and not stained with dust, just a back, already elegant and elegant.

Probably because he was planning to go to bed, his jet-black hair fell behind his back like a waterfall of smoke.

The other party seemed to have heard the movement outside the door, and the figure that was originally turned away turned slightly sideways.

He turned his head sideways, looked at her with cold and noble eyebrows, long and narrow, indifferent, revealing a restrained indifference, with flat eyebrows and eyes, looking at her eyes, emotionless and unpredictable.

The room was lit with candlelight, and the candlelight had a hint of twilight, falling on the young man's slightly drooping thick eyelashes like a strand of golden thread.

At that moment, the other party's beautiful and delicate face seemed to be blurred, and the beauty was unrealistic, as if the stunning beauty in a clear landscape painting.

(End of this chapter)