The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 458 He Only Marries Me
Jiang Zhinuan was naturally the first to notice that Ding Simiao was in a bad mood, and the wild ducks were also marinated. She told Di Qing to light the charcoal fire first and start roasting later.

Walking to Ding Simiao's room, Jiang Zhinuan raised his hand and knocked.

The room was very quiet, and there was no response for a long time.

"A Miao, it's me, can I go in?"

Ding Simiao still didn't speak, but he still opened the door for Jiang Zhinuan: "Auntie, I'm fine."

How could it be okay, the sockets of my eyes were red.

Jiang Zhinuan didn't say anything, just raised his hand to hold the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in his arms, and patted him on the back comfortingly.

"You were taught by your parents, you learned very well, and she is the one who is uneducated. Let's not have the same knowledge as her, okay?"

Ding Simiao was much stronger than Jiang Zhinuan imagined, he nodded vigorously: "I know, I just miss home, miss the reeds, miss my brothers, aunt, can't we go back earlier?"

Of course Jiang Zhinuan wanted to go back earlier, but they couldn't leave until Lianxiang's matter was settled.

Ding Simiao didn't dare to tell Jiang Zhinuan that the guard next to Lianxiang was the one who killed his parents, for fear of bringing disaster to Jiang Zhinuan and the others in this royal city.

The best way, of course, is not to show up.

As long as the person doesn't recognize himself, this matter can probably be avoided.

Ding Simiao's sadness just now stemmed from his own cowardice and incompetence. He saw the enemy in front of him with his own eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

He has no ability to avenge his parents.

Even if he is not afraid of death, if he exposes himself, he will implicate Jiang Zhinuan and Di Qing. Maybe they will follow his route to find the reeds and kill his two younger brothers.

For the sake of the overall situation, he can only endure it now!
Jiang Zhinuan didn't know about these situations, and just thought that Lianxiang's words were too much just now, which touched Ding Simiao's heart, so he did this.

After comforting his emotions, Jiang Zhinuan let him rest in the room, and went to the yard to cook roast duck by himself.

It was only a cup of tea before and after, and Lian Xiang moved to Di Qing's side.

Even though Di Qing kept ignoring her with a cold face, she still got a round fan from somewhere, and thoughtfully fanned Di Qing who was fiddling with the charcoal fire.

He kept nagging, saying that Di Qing shouldn't live such a life, as long as he is willing to stay in Wangcheng, even if Jiang Zhinuan becomes big and she is small, she can let them live a prosperous life.

Jiang Zhinuan raised his eyebrows after hearing this: "Hey, what's the matter? Does Lianxiang think that the Duke's Mansion can't support us? Do you need your Prime Minister's Mansion to give us a good life?"

Lianxiang was taken aback by Jiang Zhinuan's sudden voice: "You...how are you eavesdropping on someone's corner!"

"Joke, I'm listening aboveboard!" At first, Jiang Zhinuan thought that Lianxiang was just a poor girl who couldn't love her, and she wanted to treat Lianxiang so well.

But after Lianxiang beat Ding Simiao, Jiang Zhinuan decided not to save face for her.

Lianxiang looked at Di Qing aggrieved, but Di Qing's eyes were only fixed on Jiang Zhinuan.

"Miss, you go and rest, I'll bake it."

Jiang Zhinuan was also not polite, and directed Di Qing directly: "Go and move that chair over, and I will sit here with you."

Di Qing responded with a smile: "Okay."

"Brother Di, how can you do these things?" Lianxiang was still fighting for Di Qing, always feeling that Di Qing shouldn't do these things.

Jiang Zhinuan wasn't polite to her either: "Just watch from the sidelines, learn a bit, and when you learn, he can rest."

Lianxiang felt sorry for Di Qing, and she didn't like these wild ducks at all.

Naturally, there are ducks in court dishes, but they are difficult to handle, and the duck meat is firmer. As the saying goes, the meat is very hard and has a strong fishy smell, so few people generally eat this.

Since Di Qing insisted on returning to the countryside with Jiang Zhinuan, she could take a step back.

"Brother Di, my father said that he would give me a large dowry, enough for us to eat and drink for the rest of our lives. It's better not to do these hard things."

Di Qing didn't want to pay attention to her at all.

Jiang Zhinuan sat on the side, shaking a folding fan in his hand: "The mountain will fall if you depend on it, and everyone will run if you depend on it. Of course, you have to rely on yourself to live. We don't want to be gnawing old people!"

Lianxiang is not stupid, so she can naturally understand what the elders mean.

However, Jiang Zhinuan was eloquent, she couldn't speak at all, she could only stand there sulking with fingers clenching.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhinuan was very curious, how much is a prime minister's annual salary?

A casual dowry can raise a daughter without worrying about food and drink for the rest of her life. According to Lianxiang's meaning, this worry about food and drink is not just a matter of food and drink, it is probably a very rich one.

Could it be that he met a corrupt official?Like He Shen?

Jiang Zhinuan was just thinking about it casually, what about the prime minister and Lianxiang, in the end it doesn't matter if they are all given to her.

It's just a short episode in a long life. After leaving the royal city in the future, it's just someone who can forget it in three or two days.

The charcoal fire has been cooked long ago, and roast duck is Di Qing's forte. Before he returned to Wangcheng, he would go to their deli with Jiang Zhinuan every day.

He and Ding Simiao are in charge of the oven and grill at the door.

Jiang Zhinuan had already marinated the wild duck, and there was specially found honey beside it. Di Qing turned the roast duck on a wooden stick, but within ten minutes, a faint aroma wafted out.

This summer, sitting in front of a pile of charcoal fire, the temperature is naturally very high.

Sweat dripped from Di Qing's exposed arms when he rolled up his sleeves, let alone his forehead.

Lianxiang took her scented handkerchief and moved over: "Brother Di, let me wipe your sweat for you."

The handkerchief was handed to him, but Di Qing hid it: "Miss Lianxiang, please respect yourself."

Lian Xiang was stunned on the spot, and it took her a long time to say with red eyes, "Brother Di, we have a marriage contract, and the marriage was personally decreed by the king, and I just want to wipe off your sweat."

"Stop it!" Jiang Zhinuan was already drowsy while shaking his fan, and he was awakened by Lianxiang, and he didn't have a good temper: "You also said, it's just a marriage contract, this is not married yet, what's wrong with your good upbringing?" Are you allowed to rush to the man's side like this? You don't want this reputation, but my husband still wants it!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhinuan moved the chair closer to Di Qing, wiped Di Qing's sweat himself, and then said to Lian Xiang: "Stay back, stay away, at least three steps away, so that after we leave, You are also good at getting married."

"I'll only marry him!" Lian Xiang stubbornly pointed at Di Qing.

Jiang Zhinuan sneered, and leaned on Di Qing's shoulder in front of Lianxiang: "He only marries me!"

"you……"

"Sir, I'm so hot."

After hearing this, Di Qing looked after the roast duck with one hand, and took the folding fan from Jiang Zhinuan's hand with the other to fan her to cool off.

Jiang Zhinuan half-closed his eyes and raised an eyebrow at Lianxiang.

how?My husband is full of me, recognize the reality early, and give up early!

Lianxiang stared back with her eyes wide open, but I didn't!

In the end, it was Ding Simiao who came out of the house to take over the roast duck job, leaving Di Qing to concentrate on taking care of Jiang Zhinuan, and the aroma of the roast duck was already wafting out.

Lianxiang stared at it with a frown at first, but after a while she was so greedy that she began to swallow her saliva.

Not only is the lotus sweet, the aroma of the roast duck is wafting, the entire palace, and even the most remote corners can be vaguely smelled, the cat on the glazed tiles that often enters the imperial dining room can't help meowing. .

(End of this chapter)