Chapter 339

Aunt Jiang was slapped so hard that she almost vomited blood.

She coughed violently a few times, almost jolting off the seat.

Seeing this, He Jiayou panicked, and quickly reached out to support her, and made fun of her: "I think you look pretty good, why is your body still as weak as before?"

Among the best friends among friends, He Jiayou and Jiang Yu have the best relationship. The two eat, drink, whore and gamble, and they don't care about trivial matters. When they get along naturally, there is no barrier of identity. They often hook up and are very close.

Jiang Yu thought about her previous relationship with the original owner, so she couldn't say anything to blame, she could only sigh and resigned to her fate.

After Jiang Yu sat down, she took a look at He Jiayou, who was also in good spirits, and sneered: "It seems that you have lived a good life without me these few days!"

The refreshed He Jiayou laughed when he heard this.

She sat down, blinked her eyes, smiled foolishly, and then remembered the purpose of coming here today, she quickly asked Aunt Jiang: "Hey, I heard that after you left the meeting at Chunyang Pavilion that day, you passed out on the way back gone?"

Aunt Jiang: "..."

As much as I hate to admit it, it's true.

She reluctantly snorted softly: "Yeah."

Jiang Yu crossed her legs, lay lazily on the chair, continued to drink wine leisurely, and watched the beauties below dance beautifully.

Upon hearing this, He Jiayou immediately clicked his tongue, looked at Concubine Jiang with a teasing smile, covered her mouth and whispered: "Your Highness, you... you can't do it~ This is only in the spring. Yang Ge was high all night, but you passed out the next morning."

Compared with He Jiayou's relatively tall body, Jiang Yu looked relatively smaller, weak and unrefined, not at all the demeanor of a Taifeng country woman.

Not to mention that nowadays, when He Jiayou looks at the girl's charming and affectionate eyebrows, she is even more seductive than the young lady in Chunyang Pavilion.

She swallowed her saliva, and sincerely said to Concubine Jiang: "Your Majesty, with your beauty, why do you want to be hugged by a young lady? I don't know how much more beautiful you are than a young lady!"

Bian Yan's brows twitched.

He silently clenched the sword in his hand, and coughed lightly almost as a warning.

Even if you have a good relationship with His Highness, you can't just joke around like this!

Your Highness is the future Crown Prince of Taifeng Kingdom, the noble and incomparable Grand Lady, how can she be compared with a man, let alone the young lady in the flower building in Chunyang Pavilion.

After saying this, and hearing Yan's dangerous cough warning, He Jiayou immediately recovered.

She wished she could give herself a slap or two.

Damn, what did she say just now, she doesn't want to live!

He Jiayou was covered in cold sweat, and looking at Aunt Jiang's half-smiley eyes, her hairs stood on end.

She smiled awkwardly, feeling a little restless: "I...I was just joking, Your Highness the Empress Dowager. How can you compare with those young men in Chunyang Pavilion with such a distinguished status?"

But Aunt Jiang's beauty, she wasn't joking.

She is simply prettier than a man.

That charming style, enchanting myriads.

Outrageous!

Aunt Jiang curled her bright red lips lazily, and said in a loose tone, "If there is another time, Gu will not spare you lightly."

The girl in the scarlet long dress is lazily leaning halfway on the bench, gently pinching a round purple grape with her tender white fingertips, her small mouth like a cherry blossom is slightly opened, holding it lightly, forming an unusable grape. Words can describe the seductive beauty.

(End of this chapter)

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