Spring Banquet

Jiang Xuanjin returned to the mansion, her face was not pretty all the way. When the passing servants saw him, they all bowed their heads and walked away for several steps.

"Uncle." Jiang Yan had just finished learning today's schoolwork, and he went to the side of the corridor. Seeing him like this, he came up and bowed, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Jiang Xuanjin tilted her head and saw Jiang Yan smiled with red lips and white teeth. He was dressed in a sapphire brocade robe, woven satin on his forehead, adorned with a white jade gem, warm and glowing.

With such a good appearance and such a good temperament, whoever reads it will have to praise him as a dragon, a phoenix, and a natural beauty. It's really a pity to marry a rude woman like Miss Bai Si.

After coughing twice, Jiang Xuanjin lowered her eyes and said, "I'm fine, where are you going?"

Jiang Yan smiled and said, "I just came out from the master's side and plan to greet my grandfather. But...Look at how uncle looks like, my nephew should send you back to Moju first."

Jiang Xuanjin didn't refuse, she pursed her lips and continued to move forward.

"My uncle, did you encounter 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 the slightest worry would not leak out.

But right now, the whole body is full of hostility.

Jiang Xuanjin was slightly startled when he was reminded like this, only to realize that something was wrong with him, and quickly settled down.

"...No trouble." He didn't start, "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 going there for?"

Listening to the unhappy tone at this moment, Jiang Xuanjin slightly twisted her eyebrows: "It will be your eighteenth birthday soon, what do you say I am going to do?"

Jiang Yan was bored: "Uncle, I don't want to marry Miss Bai Si."

"I can't help you."

Stepping into the Moju, Jiang Xuanjin sat down on the soft couch and took two sips of tea from Chengxu: "This is a marriage that your mother ordered before her death. If you want to ruin it, you will have to be beaten by your father if you want to ruin it. Life."

"Just hit it!" Jiang Yan flicked his robe and sat beside him, "I would rather he beat me to death than marry a fool to come back!"

fool? Jiang Xuanjin sneered. If Bai Zhuji was a fool, there would be no smart people in this world. Looking at the method of hooking up people, he hugged and hugged a man, and he was still entangled with Lu Jingxing. It's thanks to him that he never believed what she said, otherwise she would really treat her as sincere!

Jiang Yan was sullen upright, turned his head to look at his brother-in-law's face, and stood up immediately: "I...I was wrong, don't be angry! I didn't mean to gossip behind people!"

Jiang Xuanjin glanced at him and frowned slightly: "Which eye did you see me angry?"

I saw it with both eyes! Jiang Yan was panicked, standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, like a child who had made a mistake.

Chengxu looked at it, and finally he couldn't see it, and whispered: "Little master, don't worry, the master is not angry with you."

Ok? Not angry with him? Jiang Yan's heart relaxed, and then he wondered: "Whose born was that?"

He glanced at the silent master and smiled: "Who can guess, maybe it is the reason for the illness. If there is nothing else for the young master, it is better to ask the old man for peace."

"I'm planning to go now." Jiang Yan said, and looked at Jiang Xuanjin, "Uncle, the day after tomorrow is my birthday, you have to raise your body and give me a bow at that time."

"Yeah." Jiang Xuanjin nodded.

"The nephew will retire first."

"Wait." Jiang Xuanjin called to him, "Did you send the invitation to the White House?"

Mentioning the White House, Jiang Yan's face collapsed again: "Send it, can I still not give it? My father personally sent it."

"Got one?"

"natural."

Half-closed her eyes, Jiang Xuanjin twisted the Buddha beads in her hand, and said quietly: "Let's make another one and hand it to Miss Bai Si alone."

Jiang Yan was startled when he heard this: "Why?"

It stands to reason that an invitation to invite a family is enough. He hopes that Miss Bai Si has a headache and can't come, so why do you have to give it alone?

Jiang Xuanjin looked up at him.

As soon as his cold gaze fell on him, Jiang Yan immediately became honest, squeezing his fist and said: "My nephew will be sent tomorrow."

"Go ahead."

"Yes, my nephew retires."

Seeing him withdraw, Cheng Xu couldn't help whispering: "Little Master is really against this marriage."

"So what?" After loosening the cloak, Jiang Xuanjin changed her clothes and rested, her voice hoarse and dull, "It's always up to him to decide."

Glancing at him, Cheng Xu whispered: "In fact, there is leeway, as long as you go to the old lady and say a few words..."

Jiang Xuanjin looked at him coolly, "Why should I say?"

The marriage has been settled long ago, even if the partner is not a good girl, it should be his elder brother Jiang Chong who is in charge. What is he involved in doing?

Cheng Xu was silent and didn't dare to say anything, but honestly took out his sleeping clothes and replaced him.

Early the next morning.

Huaiyu opened her eyes and saw Lingxiu sitting at the table embroidering clothes. The oil lamp on the table is half-lit, I'm afraid it's been burning all night.

"You girl." Sit up, bracing yourself, "Why are you so stubborn?"

Lingxiu was so scared that she almost stabbed her hand, looked up at her, her eyes were bloodshot: "Miss, are you awake? The slave and maid will go to get you breakfast."

"You can rest for a while." I got out of bed and changed clothes, Huaiyu said, "Are you walking steadily now? Don't hit the bowl halfway and look like you are crying again."

Lingxiu's mouth was flat, and she wanted to argue for herself, but Li Huaiyu moved extremely fast on the other end, put on her clothes in two or three strokes, rinsed her mouth and wiped her face and walked out.

After thinking about it, Lingxiu picked up the clothes and continued embroidering.

In the early morning, many people in the Bai Mansion were already busy. They found the kitchen with jade and turned around. The chef smiled when she saw her: "Congratulations to Miss Si, I heard that I'm getting better."

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 gruel with a few dishes of side dishes, and put them on the tray together and handed them to her: "It's time for breakfast, Miss Fourth takes it."

After glanced at the dishes, Huai Yu couldn't help but sigh, Bai Dezhong is really a good and clean official. The girls in the family eat so simple things, and they can be regarded as a good example of two-sleeved breeze.

However, with her eyes more slanted, she saw a large number of exquisite dishes on the back of the stove, such as eight-treasure porridge, steamed mandarin fish, and five-color steamed buns, all of which made the population drain.

Raising her eyebrows, she asked, "Whose breakfast is this?"

The chef froze for a moment, moved her body to block her, and said with a smile: "Who else can it be, naturally only the master can use these in the house."

Is it? Huaiyu nodded, and didn't intend to entangle too much. After turning around, she ran into the maid behind her. Two bowls of hot gruel instantly filled her with her arms.