Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 98 A Slap

The Nephrite Tower is in Shengpingli in the southeast direction, and it won't be long from here.

The carriage was driving slowly, inside the carriage, Xiao Yuandu folded his arms and looked at Jiang Fosang: "Do you know where the Nephrite Tower is?"

Jiang Fosang nodded: "I have been here in Jiyuan for a long time. I have heard a little about the name of Nephrite Tower. It is said that it is a place where beauties gather and the fragrance of nephrite is sweet."

When she said this, her expression couldn't be calmer, and she didn't show any strange expression at all.

But Xiao Yuandu didn't believe it.

He didn't believe that this was Jiang Nu's true emotion.

Those noble girls from good families, let alone mentioning it, even if they accidentally hear it, they may dirty their ears.

Xiao Yuandu only thought that she was trying to hold on: "Then I will take you to see it today."

Jiang Fosang suddenly smiled and laughed out loud.

Xindao, in terms of knowledge, Xiao Yuandu may not have as much knowledge as her.

Xiao Yuandu asked her why she was smiling.

Of course Jiang Fosang would not tell the truth, she looked at Xiao Yuandu, shook her head, and said, "I am happy."

Xiao Yuandu frowned, somewhat puzzled.

For some reason, he added another sentence: "The beauties in there are not like you noble girls, just drink tea and play the piano all day long."

"That's natural." Jiang Fosang followed his words without any rebuttal, "Women in Huanlou, serving the benefactor is the most important thing, and the benefactor can do whatever he wants. Only when the benefactor is happy can he have a good life. The husband should deeply understand It’s about experience.”

She thought that Xiao Yuandu would take the opportunity to mock her that a female family member in the inner chamber knew the Huanlou woman very well, but when she looked up, she found Xiao Yuandu's face was covered by dark clouds.

Although he didn't have much contact with him, Jiang Fosang could figure out his volatile temper.

However, Jiang Fosang's gaze swept across his undulating chest and subconsciously curled fingers, and his eyebrows were slightly raised—this was clearly a reaction to being poked in the heart.

Could it be that there is his beloved in the nephrite building?

Aware of this possibility, Jiang Fosang made up his mind.Turning his eyes, he talked with Xiao Yuandu more and more enthusiastically.

Seeing that Xiao Yuandu's face was getting colder and colder, and his expression gradually became dark, Jiang Fusang almost couldn't help his own smile.

"Master, have you ever been to the Huanlou in the South? It is probably more called the Cave of Ecstasy than the North. In the attic built by the water, travelers who pass by on a boat can look up and see the ostentatious red sleeves all over the building." Those prostitutes often only wear a layer of light veil, which can hardly cover their bodies. No matter you are a prince or a peddler, as long as you come with money, you will always be a guest."

While saying these words, it seemed that there was a hand with long nails that kept digging at her heart.No pain, no harsh sound.

The more so, the more Jiang Fosang smiled.

"Master, do you know how those literati and poets comment on them? A pair of jade arms can be used as a pillow for thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of people. It's not wrong, they will not refuse anyone, because if they refuse, they will have nothing to eat. Look, these Human life is so cheap, sometimes it’s only worth a bowl of rice. Even a piece of moldy pancake can make them like dogs—”

"Enough!" Xiao Yuandu couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the table between the two of them.

With a click, several cases split open.

Jiang Fosang seemed to be frightened, his eyes were wide open, showing horror: "Why is the husband angry?"

Xiao Yuandu stared at her, his eyes were cold, which made people feel cold.

"Are they low? How can you be more noble than them!"

Jiang Fosang froze for a moment, then smiled, as if extremely disdainful.

"What is the difference between cloud and mud?"

Xiao Yuandu's blood surged, looking at Jiang Fusang's eyes, there was incomparable disgust in the coldness.

"Young master." At this moment, Xiutu's restless voice came through the door, "Here, we are here."

"Turn around! Go home!"

Xiao Yuandu squeezed out this sentence through his teeth, still staring at Jiang Fosang with a gloomy face.

Jiang Fosang was slightly surprised.Under his contempt, he slowly lowered his eyes.

On the way back home, there was nothing to say.

When he got to the place, Xiao Yuandu jumped out of the car first and strode forward.

Jiang Fosang sorted out his mood, and walked slowly behind him.

Wherever they passed, the servants stopped one after another, and refused to leave after saluting, standing where they were and looking around.

Seeing that he was about to reach the courtyard where the two lived, Xiao Yuandu suddenly stopped.

When he turned around, the anger just now was no longer on his face.

Jiang Fosang also stopped, one step away from him.

Xiao Yuandu glanced at the calamus who was rushing here, panting and panting, and Jia Yu beside Mrs. Tong, and took a step towards Jiang Fosang with his hands behind his back.

The distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

This Jiang Fosang has experience and is quite calm: "Husband master, why—"

The next moment, Xiao Yuandu suddenly leaned over and grabbed her waist.

Jiang Fosang lost his composure now.Subconsciously wanted to push him away, but resisted not doing anything.

Eyelids drooping, curly eyelashes trembling non-stop, pretending to be shy to remind: "Master, this is outside..."

Although she disguised herself very well, Xiao Yuandu could clearly see the forbearance in her eyes.

So he pushed even harder, not only did he not loosen, but he hugged him even tighter.

At the same time, the other hand raised her jaw flirtatiously.

"It is said that Nannu's waist is the slenderest... As expected, Madam's waist is three points thinner than that of the top card in the Nephrite Jade Building."

The calamus, Jia Yu and Xiutu who were about to arrive just heard the words, and all three of them were stunned.

Before returning to God, I heard a crisp sound of "pop"!
This time it's even worse!

Something even more outrageous than the fifth son molesting Mrs. Young happened——

The young lady actually slapped the fifth son!
Jiang Fosang slapped Jiang Fusang so hard that his entire arm was numb.

Xiao Yuandu, who had received a slap, immediately blushed on the left half of his cheek, and a small handprint could be vaguely seen.

He touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, tilted his head, and smiled.

His face was gloomy and dripping with water, and a cloud of thick blackness that was about to rainstorm gathered in his eyes.

Jiang Fosang was startled and subconsciously wanted to escape.

Reason forced her to stay where she was, and said with a face of embarrassment: "It's fine if the husband doesn't like the concubine, why bother to humiliate the concubine like this!"

Calamus finally reacted from the series of shocks, rushed forward, stood between the two of them, and held Jiang Fosang in his arms: "Don't be afraid, my lord, there is a maidservant here, Fifth Young Master, he dare not hit you!"

Seeing that Jia Yu, who was in a bad situation, had already turned around, she presumably went to inform Mrs. Tong.

Xiutu also followed up, falteringly reminding: "My lord, this, this is the Young Madam..."

Xiao Yuandu, who grew up so big, had never been beaten in the face except Xiao Hu, and Jiang Fosang never moved a finger from the beginning to the end, but under the accusation from their silent eyes, he seemed to have become a beast who beat his wife violently .

Xiao Yuandu really laughed now.

He stretched out his hand and nodded Jiang Fosang, who buried his face in Calamus's shoulder and pointed the back of his head at him: "Jiang Qiniang, you are ruthless."

When the words fell, he turned his head and left.

Xiutu glanced at the trembling master and servant, hesitant to speak.

After a while, he sighed heavily and turned to chase after his son.

"Don't be sad, Mistress, let's go back..." Calamus's voice was about to cry.

However, Jiang Fosang, who straightened up, didn't look half pear blossom with rain.

(End of this chapter)