"Brother Ah Yuan, the Tenth Prince is... trying to pull you into the light?" Zhang Wanqing looked at the invitation in his hand, feeling a little worried.He had just sent off the envoys in the palace, but he didn't know what to do.

Zhang Wanyuan removed most of the jewelry on his head, leaving only two jade hairpins.

"Brother A Yuan, do you have a headache again?" Zhang Wanqing said, then put the invitation aside, stepped forward and gently rubbed it for him.

Zhang Wanyuan instantly felt his headache relieved a little bit, and he also felt a little more relaxed, "In your opinion, the internal official, his clothes, and the battle outside the palace, should be the tenth prince's close servant. How is his attitude?"

"It seems very kind, even courteous and flattering?"

"This shows that our message to the Tenth Prince has been activated. It seems that he is rewarding and rewarding me." Zhang Wanyuan's face darkened slightly.The people in the hands of the ten princes can't even deal with Jiang Rong. Should it be said that he is very lucky?

That being the case, he is also welcome.What Jiang Rong couldn't do, it was just right to sell it to the tenth prince. I believe that the tenth prince will soon get news from the government doctor and bring this evidence to Xie's house.

Doesn't Jiang Rong love Cousin Ning very much?Let Cousin Ning risk the disgrace of the world, and bear the pressure of Xie's family to cut off all children and grandchildren, and spoil him alone. Isn't this kind of love too selfish?

Oh, he just wanted to drag Jiang Rong into the mud.

Don't act like Jiang Rong is so innocent!
opinionated.

"But wouldn't this be too cheap for him?" Zhang Wanqing's eyes were full of hatred. In his opinion, if there hadn't been this stumbling block, his brother A Yuan would have gotten everything he wanted long ago, instead of torturing himself like he is now .

"Step by step. Disintegrate his protective shell first, and then crush him bit by bit when he is isolated and helpless." Zhang Wanyuan said, but his eyes were empty.

Zhang Wanqing secretly made up his mind that he must avenge Brother A Yuan with his own hands!
"Brother A Yuan, why don't you drink this anti-fetal medicine first? Don't worry, it won't be bitter. I prepared pickled hawthorn. I asked someone to buy it. It's not in the hands of a virgin."

"Okay..." Zhang Wanyuan picked up the medicine bowl, squeezed his nose and poured it in.

This child is of great use to him, and must be born safely.

Zhang Wanqing picked up a piece of pickled hawthorn with small silver tweezers and handed it to him.

"No, I can bear it."

"Brother A Yuan, let's eat a piece. The pickled hawthorn tastes just right, neither sour nor greasy. It's much better than the one made by Mengnan Kui."

Seeing his insistence, Zhang Wanyuan hesitated for a moment, but still took it and put it in his mouth.

The sour taste of hawthorn quickly spread in the mouth, washing away the bitter residue, leaving only a refreshing taste.

Zhang Wanyuan suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he often poured water on his head at night and stood outside the house blowing cold wind.The reason is that after he catches a cold, Cousin Ning will call the government doctor to see him.When drinking the medicine, if he finishes it obediently, Cousin Ning will give him candied dates...

It's just that Cousin Ning didn't know that the candied dates were too sweet, and the bitter taste in her mouth became even worse every time it was aroused.

But he was happy that Cousin Ning was willing to prepare candied dates.

Now, someone has prepared preserved fruits, plums, and hawthorns for him, but this medicine has long lost its taste and taste.

"Brother A Yuan, go to sleep for a while. I'll go to settle the bills, and by the way, get someone to prepare the clothes for the day of the lake tour. When there are many people like this, the more we have to be decent, otherwise they don't know how to gossip. root." Zhang Wanqing helped him to lie down on the bed, and helped him cover the quilt.

Lying on the warm bed, Zhang Wanyuan finally showed a faint smile, "Thanks for your hard work, Ah Qing."

Since Zhang Wanyuan got married, Zhang Wanqing has lived with Yi'an Palace.He took all the property of his deceased wife, and he should have lived a prosperous and carefree life.But he voluntarily wants to be the steward under Zhang Wanyuan, to help him gain a firm foothold here, to take care of all his affairs, and to take care of the profits of these assets...

The current Zhang Wanqing can be said to be Zhang Wanyuan's sharp blade, his right arm.

Zhang Wanqing looked at him with his clear eyes, "Ah Qing doesn't work hard. As long as Ah Yuan's brother is well, Ah Qing can do anything."

With that said, he helped Zhang Wanyuan pull up the bed curtain, and retreated out.

On the bed, Zhang Wanyuan's face became gloomy, and he couldn't help biting the soft flesh on the inner wall of his lower lip, as if to restrain his inner emotional ups and downs.

He was born to live in darkness, from now on, there will be no more light in his world, how can he be better.

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