Mrs. General, don't go

Chapter 1 Current Events and Highlights

early spring.

Hanlin Mansion, a spring feast, is about to kick off with excitement.

A remote corner of the West Garden.

The old, dilapidated and narrow Liluo Courtyard stands quietly in this corner.

The woman who had just planted flowers in the yard, and Jiang Jiao, who had just returned from acupuncture, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Before he had time to take a sip of water, another servant girl's eager voice came from outside.

"Third Miss, Third Miss!"

Jiang Jiao stepped out.

I saw a servant girl anxiously holding a six or seven year old girl standing in the yard with twitching hands and feet, purple lips and difficulty breathing.

Jiang Jiao went over in two or three steps, and grabbed the little girl from the servant's arms.

"Miss San, please save Er Niu! She just grabbed candied haws from her younger brother, and I hit her on the head, and that's it for her!"

The servant woman said with tears all over her face, blaming herself.

After figuring out the reason, Jiang Jiao quickly helped the little girl to stand up.

She went around behind her, wrapped her arms around the little girl's waist, made a fist with one hand, and pressed the palm of the other hand on the fist, with her thumb and metacarpal joints protruding against the midline of the little girl's abdomen above the navel, moving inwards and upwards rapidly Push shock.

Repeated many times, most of the candied haws spit out from the little girl's mouth whole.

The little girl, who was breathing smoothly, immediately looked much better than before, but she looked a little weak.

"Take her back home properly, don't eat too hard or too hot for the past two days, try to eat soft food, rest for a few days, and she will be fine!"

The maid knelt down and was about to kowtow to thank her, but Jiang Jiao quickly reached out to stop her!
"Miss, ma'am!"

The little girl with buns, her face blushing, her skirts lifted, trotted in.

Jiang Jiao turned her face slightly, her eyes seemed to contain the light of the sun and the stars, looking at the person coming.

There was a faint smile on the lips where the pear dimple loomed.

What's the big news?
With nothing to do, asking the servant girl to inquire about anecdotes outside has become her only pastime!
Who told her that if she had a stepmother, she would have a stepfather. In this mansion, Jiang Jiao is not to be favored!

Her intuition told her that what she would hear later would not be a small matter, otherwise the little girl Honghua would not lose her manners, risking being seen and being punished, trotting in panting.

Hong Hua, who was standing a few steps away, took two deep breaths, slapped himself on the chest twice, calmed down his panting, looked at the other three people who were still in the yard, and did not make a sound.

After the three of them had left, they followed Jiang Jiao into the room: "That, that ancestor of General Ningyuan's Mansion is sick and unconscious!"

Poured himself a cup of tea, Jiang Jiao, who quenched his thirst, held the teacup and Shi Shiran, leaned against the table and sat down.

Give her a nonchalant look, prick up your ears, and wait quietly for her to continue.

"Then the empress dowager in the palace sympathized with the generations of loyal officials of the Ning family, and issued a decree to marry General Ning who was far away at the border.

Which family is willing to marry their daughter to the ancestors to celebrate the joy, reward a thousand taels of gold, a hundred acres of fertile land, ten dendrobiums of pearls, a golden token, and can enter and leave the harem at any time. "

"so good?"

Jiang Jiao, who had just lowered her head to drink, paused with her hand and raised her head.

The hand holding the teacup was kept away from the lips.

Honghua pursed her mouth: "What's the matter? Miss, you don't know, there is only one old lady left in General Ning's mansion, and that is the one who is sick and unconscious. The others are General Ning himself who is far away at the border. His pair of twin brothers and sisters, the siblings seem to be six years old or how old? The slaves are not too clear, the key is that the siblings still can't speak!"

"mute?"

"do not know!"

Jiang Jiao pondered for a moment: "That's it? That's okay!" The general's mansion has been loyal and good for generations, and he is an important and loyal minister in the eyes of the emperor.

There are old people in the house, young people who are young, married in the past, have all kinds of status, status and wealth, and the conditions are actually pretty good.

Under such conditions, as for the Queen Mother, does the elderly have to spend such a large amount of capital?
I don't understand!
"Ugh!"

Honghua sighed, looked left and right, made sure there was no one else, and lowered her voice: "Miss, of course all of these are fine, but the problem lies with General Ning himself, he——keeps his wife!"

Honghua said the last two words with special emphasis.

Jiang Jiao frowned, if this is the case, it is a bit serious.

"Miss, do you know that General Ning has been talking about marriage since he was 15 years old, and has killed five fiancées in total for ten years.

five! "

After repeating the sentence, Hong Hua's eyes widened, and she opened her big palm with her fingers upright.

Jiang Jiao brought the teacup to her mouth again.

He lowered his head and took two sips.

In this case, it is indeed a bit serious!

All five fiancees died, even if it was a coincidence, it would be too outrageous a coincidence!
I have to say he is really bad!
"Everyone said that it was because General Ning killed too much. Not only did he kill his wife, but he also caused his parents to die early. His younger siblings can't speak!"

go!Just bullshit!
Jiang Jiao secretly slandered.

"Miss, ma'am!"

The little girl Luye, who was also wearing a bun, hurried in.

"The master is back, and my wife told you to go to the study!"

"Do you know what's going on?" Jiang Jiao asked slowly.

Green leaves shake their heads.

For a moment.

Jiang Jiao put the teacup in her hand back on the table.

Standing up slowly, straightening the dress, tugging at the sleeves: "Is my hair okay?"

She asked Honghua.

Honghua came over and reached out to lick her temples.

"Let's go then!"

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