On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 1323 New Love
He always felt that the rumored Nan Wanyan was completely different from the "Meng Qianqian" he knew.

No matter how stupid Gu Mohan is, he is willing to sacrifice everything for a woman, but according to rumors, Nan Wanyan is devoted to Gu Mohan, and even loves him enough to give up everything.

But Meng Qianqian always likes to hook up with other men, is flirtatious, and has no loyalty at all. She is not at all as affectionate as Nan Wanyan.

Ye Qianfeng was slightly startled, and the eyes looking at him suddenly became profound.

He and Gu Mohan didn't get along day and night before, and they usually heard Nan Wanyan mention the details of their relationship, so he didn't really understand Gu Mohan's temperament.

Now that he was getting closer to Gu Mohan, he realized that Gu Mohan was quite depressed, and he could see that there was deep uneasiness hidden in his eyebrows.

Even though he lost his memory, Gu Mohan's feelings and thoughts for her have never changed from beginning to end. He still loves her as always and will be affected by her every word and deed as always.

Love is as deep as the sea and difficult to restrain.

Ye Qianfeng tightened his palms, looked at Qin Yansu seriously, and said in a sincere tone, "Never before."

"The young lady doesn't like to socialize with others. In the past, she tried to avoid meeting the guests who came to visit the Tutor's Mansion. I believe His Highness can also see that the young lady actually doesn't have many friends."

Qin Yansu felt a little better after hearing this, and looked at Ye Qianfeng with a kind look in his eyes.

He went to the cabinet next to him, found a long brocade box and handed it to Ye Qianfeng. His fair and handsome face was not so cold.

"open to take a look."

Ye Qianfeng opened the brocade box suspiciously and saw a short-edged scimitar inlaid with gems placed inside.

"This is?"

Just as he was surprised, he heard Qin Yansu speak in a deep voice.

"This sword was given to His Highness by my father, and now it is given to you."

"My Highness can see that you are loyal to protect the Lord, so this sword should be regarded as a meeting gift for you."

Ye Qianfeng looked surprised and looked at the knife with a complicated expression.

"Thank you for the gift, Your Highness. I will treasure this gift well."

Qin Yansu waved his hand, "Please step back."

Ye Qianfeng turned around and left, clutching the short-edged scimitar tightly, still in disbelief.

He never expected that one day he would be able to get along with Gu Mohan so friendly. Gu Mohan had obviously wanted to chop him with a knife before.

Of course, so does he...

This night, some people are happy and some are worried.

The next morning, when Jiang Zhiyao appeared in front of the Prime Minister's wife with black circles under her eyes, she was really shocked.

"What's going on? Why do you look so bad?"

Jiang Zhiyao bit her lip in grievance, threw herself into the arms of the Prime Minister's wife and sobbed, "Mother, what should I do?"

The Prime Minister's wife was also confused. Jiang Zhiyao didn't dare to talk about what happened last night.

Ever since Qin Yansu told her that he was inhumane yesterday, she had been depressed all night, tossing and turning and not falling asleep at all.

If His Highness said such things to her, wouldn't he be afraid that she would break off the engagement with him?

You know, the most important thing for a woman is her children, especially the concubines of the royal family. If she has no children, how can she win favor and maintain her favor?
He is a favored prince, and the emperor and ministers are all watching. He cannot be humane, so he cannot have children. So what will she do in the future?

She had already cried, and her eyes were red and blue. She leaned wilted in the arms of the Prime Minister's wife, "Mom, I'm fine."

The Prime Minister's wife sighed and warned seriously, "As long as it's okay, go back and dress up later, so that the Ninth Prince can see you like this. How will you behave?" "You must remember this. Your Highness is deeply affected by it." The emperor's favorite is obviously trying to catch up with the prince, you must catch him no matter what, do you understand?"

Jiang Zhiyao hesitated to speak, and finally nodded depressedly.

"Mother, Zhiyao understands, but Zhiyao feels that His Highness doesn't seem to like me that much lately."

The Prime Minister's wife spoke earnestly, "Silly boy, you are the Prime Minister's legitimate daughter, the most outstanding woman in the capital. You are young and beautiful. How could the Ninth Prince not like you?"

"Listen to me, the relationship between a man and a woman never lasts forever. The important thing is to review the past and learn the new."

"Reviewing the past and learning something new?" Jiang Zhiyao listened as if he didn't understand, "What should Zhiyao do specifically?"

The Prime Minister's wife thought for a long time, then her eyes lit up, "After all, tomorrow is the court etiquette. This is a great opportunity for you to ask the Ninth Prince to go out to the lake and cultivate your relationship."

"Court etiquette..." Jiang Zhiyao murmured, but his expression was a little struggling.

The court etiquette is a festival unique to Tiansheng. The people of Tiansheng are martial arts, so before every war, people across the country will spontaneously organize various activities.

Contrary to its meaning, the court etiquette does not involve various fights that symbolize martial arts, but is surprisingly peaceful and warm.

Every festival night, "Martial Bamboo Lanterns" are lit up on time in the streets and alleys of the capital, and both sides of the moat are decorated with colorful silks and seasonal flowers. The whole scene is lively and dazzling.

The busiest place of the day was undoubtedly the Jingyu Lake in the west of the city.

Young men and women, especially soldiers who are about to go off to war, will come here with their families to light fireworks and set off river lanterns. Many girls also take this opportunity to express their feelings to their loved ones.

All in all, the court etiquette is a day for expressing love.

The Prime Minister's wife saw Jiang Zhiyao's indecision and held her hand firmly.

"Yao'er, you are smart and can understand many things at once."

"Tomorrow you just invite the Ninth Prince out to the Jingyu Lake, talk to him and show your love. I believe mother, no man can resist the affection of a beautiful woman."

"As long as you make the Ninth Prince devoted to you and have a child as soon as possible after getting married, you can keep him close to you forever."

"Your Highness is young, both civil and military, and handsome. Although he looks cold, you can tell he cares for you. If you marry him, you will have endless blessings in the future."

After all, Jiang Zhiyao was a boudoir lady. She couldn't help but blush when she heard this. She immediately lowered her head and said softly, "I understand, mother. Zhiyao goes and gets ready first."

She walked back to the house briskly, temporarily forgetting even Qin Yansu's inhumane things, and only thinking about how to tie down this unparalleled man.

After Sanyu helped her wash up, Jiang Zhiyao put on a goose-yellow chest-length skirt, making her look playful and innocent.

She happily prepared to go out. On the way out of the house, she saw Jiang Chengyu sitting alone in the yard drinking.

There were empty wine bottles scattered around his feet, and he had lost a lot of weight. His furrowed brows and slightly haggard face added a bit of decadence and depression to him.

Jiang Zhiyao immediately frowned in disgust and turned to ask Chang Yu, "How long have you been like this, brother?"

Sanyu replied honestly, "Miss, the eldest son has been so depressed ever since he learned that Meng Qianqian and King Chonglin were engaged."

"Everyone in the house tried to persuade me, but he didn't listen at all. He spent all day drinking or lying in the house without eating."

"It's really useless." Jiang Zhiyao snorted coldly, walked towards Jiang Chengyu arrogantly, and snatched the wine bottle from his hand, "Are you still a man after all?"

"I thought you were normal except for your love of sex and debauchery, but I didn't expect that you would turn yourself into such a ghost for Meng Qianqian."

"Meng Qianqian doesn't look down on you at all. Now that she has climbed onto the high branch of King Chonglin, she is even less likely to look down on you, a loser like you!"

(End of this chapter)