Delicate and difficult to coax, the sick and spoiled son pinches his waist and spoils him wildly

Chapter 19
Jiang Wu raised her eyebrows, thinking it was interesting, "When did I get angry with you?"

"That's good, otherwise the servant is afraid that you will have a lump in your heart. After all, the young master will marry a regular wife sooner or later."

She covered her lips and smiled slightly, as if looking forward to: "What kind of woman do you think the young master will marry in the future? Presumably, she must have both virtue and noble background to be worthy of the young master. A vase that is not on the table, it is a joke when it is placed there."

Jiang Wu thought about it seriously, "He has always had a high vision, and he is afraid that some crooked melons and cracked dates will not even be able to reach the vase, but he still fantasizes about pheasants flying on the branches and turning into phoenixes."

Liu Lu's smile froze invisibly, as if she had been stabbed in the heart suddenly.

"Liu Lu, these things are not for you to discuss." Madam Xu frowned, a little displeased: "You have been searching for so long, have you found the young master?"

"Yes, I saw it, but the young master said..."

Liu Lu hesitated, as if she didn't know whether to say it or not.

"What did the young master say?"

"He said that if Mrs. Jiang hadn't caused trouble, there wouldn't be such a disaster, and he should learn a lesson and suffer a little bit if he suffered on his own. He also said... don't bother him with such trivial matters in the future."

"Young master really said that?" Madam Xu was stunned and subconsciously went to look at Jiang Wu.

Liu Lu said without hesitation: "How dare I lie."

Jiang Wu's drooping eyelashes trembled, did she cause trouble?

But if Shen Jinfu hadn't made a rescue yesterday, she didn't know what would have happened.

Nanny Xu opened her mouth to comfort her, but she couldn't begin.

The young master's temperament has always been cloudy and unpredictable, could it be that he is still angry because of the matter between Mrs. Jiang and the Fourth Young Master yesterday?

"Ms. Jiang..."

She suppressed her emotions, and forced a smile at Mammy Xu, "Don't worry, Mammy, I'm fine, I still have to copy Buddhist scriptures, so I'll go in first."

Seeing that the door was closed, Nanny Xu left with a sigh.

Seeing Jiang Wu's lost back, Liu Lu suddenly felt a lot more calm in her heart.

She is just an inferior concubine, not even a decent master, and not necessarily nobler than her, so why should she bow her head to Jiang Wu?
She is also one of the few servants who can serve the prince closely, and the prince is very likely to be interested in her. Originally, she expected to get the favor of the prince sooner or later, but she was stepped in by a fox.

Ever since Jiang Wu came, the prince never looked at her again.

Unwillingness surged in Liu Lu's eyes, and she couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

She will definitely make Shen Fu dislike Jiang Wu a little bit, since she still wants to climb into the son's bed, go ahead and dream.

It was raining lightly outside the window. In the past two days, Jiang Wu quietly copied the Buddhist scriptures behind closed doors, and did not hear anything outside the window. There were quite a few Buddhist scriptures read over a hundred times, and she always copied until late at night.

I never went to find Shen Fu once, and Shen Fu seemed to treat her as if she didn't exist.

Jiang Wu turned her sore wrist and sneezed uncontrollably.

"Miss, you have stayed up too late these two days, and you have caught a cold." Hongying came in from the outside, put the tray on the table, and hurriedly took out a coat and put it on Jiang Wu, "It's already night, you should go early Rest, your eyes should burn out."

Carrying a fine pen, she copied Buddhist scriptures by the light of the candle, "It's still early, I'll go to sleep after I finish copying this."

If it is late, the old lady will find an excuse to punish her.

"Miss, a message came from the mansion today, saying that the elders of the clan asked you to go back."

Jiang Wu's wrist snapped, she didn't even have to think about it, "For Jiang Boen?"

"The person who sent the message said that there is something important to do, but the slaves don't know about it. You said last time that you would expel him from the Jiang family, and the clan elders are dissatisfied with this matter, and they wantonly denounced you." At this point, Hongying couldn't bear to Can't help being angry, those people only have Jiang Boen in their eyes, criticizing Miss indiscriminately, and have all kinds of ugly words.

"Then pick a time to go back to the house." Jiang Wu sneered, she wanted to see what kind of moth those people were going to do.

"Have you done what I asked you to do?"

"Miss, don't worry, it's already done. It's just that the servants don't understand why you want to buy a lot of closed shops that no one wants, isn't it just giving people money for nothing?"

Jiang Wu smiled casually, "You will understand later."

These shops seem to be scattered all over the place in disorder, but in fact they are strategically located. In the future, they can even quietly monitor the business movements of the major families in the capital.

Her ambition is not only to support the Jiang family.

The jute paper was almost used up, and Hongying was about to fetch it, but was stopped by Jiang Wu.

"Let me go, I've been sitting for too long, I just go out for a walk."

Jiang Wu put down her pen and went out with a lantern.

She was walking down the winding corridor, and the spacious pavilion not far ahead was brightly lit, as if someone was having a banquet, talking and laughing loudly.

She wanted to go straight through, but suddenly her steps froze, and she saw a familiar figure sitting in the pavilion, which was Shen Fu.

For some reason, she didn't want to meet Shen Fu face to face, and subconsciously wanted to leave.

He hurriedly turned around, lowered his head and before he could take two steps, he accidentally bumped into a handsome and broad embrace.

"Hiss—" She knocked her nose sorely and took two steps back.

But he heard the man laughing low, and jokingly said in a lazy and magnetic voice: "Where is the little beauty throwing herself into your arms?"

The movement from here attracted the attention of several people in the pavilion. They stopped talking and looked over one after another.

Jiang Wu had the urge to escape, she was so nervous that she didn't dare to look at the pavilion, hoping that Shen Fu didn't notice it.

"Sorry, I have something to go on."

She put oil on the soles of her feet and wanted to get away, but the man grabbed her wrist.

"Why haven't I seen you in Duke Ning's mansion before, why are you in a hurry, how about going there for a drink with my brother?"

The man was a head taller than her, and he couldn't help but be very interested when he saw her delicate and petite, with red nose tip and misty eyes, which was so cute, it was rare to see such a stunning beauty in the world.

But Jiang Wu only found him annoying, struggled several times, but couldn't get rid of him.

At the banquet, a man in fine clothes coughed lightly to remind him: "This is the son of the prince, Qin Zexu, please restrain yourself."

Qin Zexu?
Hearing the familiar name, Jiang Wu paused on her shoulders before raising her head.

Seeing that handsome and cynical face, Jiang Wu's eyes were slightly cold.

It's really him.

Qin Zexu seemed a little dissatisfied, and reluctantly let go of her.

Tonight is a private banquet set up by Shen Fu, except for his few friends, the rest are some noble children from famous families, accompanied by many Yingying Yanyan.

"come over."

Shen Fu's deep and cold voice came, and Jiang Wu's scalp was numb. This is good, and she can't leave even if she wants to.

Jiang Wu could only lower her head and obediently move over, "Your Highness."

Shen Fu stared at her with deep and cold eyes, his eyes were like a cage, which made people have nowhere to hide, and his cold eyebrows raised lightly, "Hide me?"

"How dare I be a concubine." Jiang Wu looked at her nose and heart, somewhat guilty.

(End of this chapter)