She stood up and prepared to change her husband's clothes. Wei Heng held her shoulders as she was about to stand up, and said softly: "Madam, rest a while, I will do it myself."
Because of the Jiang family's affairs, Wei Heng avoided the Jiang family for many days, feeling somewhat guilty in his heart. He said warmly, "I asked someone about it. My father-in-law and the others will be in Beijing in the next two days."
"Father, what do you say?" Jiang's face tightened and he said anxiously: "Since His Highness the Crown Prince can specifically order the rest of the Jiang family to be exempted from the shackles, there must be room for maneuver in the matter, and perhaps my second brother and third brother can be spared. Brother them."
Wei Heng said: "My father is old and has been slowly moving away from the center of the court in the past few years. Except for court gatherings, he has no chance to meet His Highness on weekdays. However, he promised that if there is a chance, he will not die without saving his life."
Even if you want to use your old face to plead for your in-laws, it is not appropriate to speak directly in the court, and it is even more inappropriate to write a memorial...
Hearing this, Mr. Jiang showed a bitter look on his face and said with a forced smile: "I am unfilial and I have to worry about my father and other old people for worrying about my Jiang family."
"Relax..." Wei Heng said a few words of relief, then paused slightly: "I have something else to tell you."
Wei Heng slowly told the news he heard from his father and brother tonight.
Jiang was combing her hair. Hearing this, she put down the wooden comb and said angrily: "What about the princess's daughter? What about the princess! The princess can just..."
"Silence!" Wei Heng's expression changed and he shouted in a low voice. Seeing his wife's frightened expression, he couldn't help but slow down his tone and said softly: "What father means is to check on the Gu family's plans."
Although she was satisfied with the marriage, if the other party backed down, then their daughter-in-law of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion would not insist on getting involved.
Wei Heng also sighed in his heart, why were the marriages of his two legitimate daughters so tortuous.
Having said that, even if the Gu family can still insist on the oral engagement and come to propose marriage, will his delicate little daughter really want to get married? Jiang's face was still full of anger, but he did not dare to talk nonsense anymore. Even though there was no one else in the room, the consequences of Zi Yihou's drunken and arrogant words were right in front of him.
All the aristocratic families in Beijing are afraid.
"Wait a minute, I'm afraid it will be more difficult for the Gu family than us." Wei Heng patted his wife on the shoulder and comforted her: "Ran Ran is a blessed child. If this marriage fails, let's find a better one for her. "
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The night passed.
Early in the morning, Wei Hanzhang was sitting in front of the dressing table, looking extremely ugly.
The wound that was swept away by the whip wind yesterday was nothing at that time. It was neither painful nor red or swollen. After returning home, I applied plaster. I thought it would be better overnight. Unexpectedly, when I woke up one night, the wound turned out to be... It hurts a bit more than yesterday.
She frowned and applied another layer of plaster on her face. After hesitating for a while, she told Nanny Sun: "Go to my grandma's place and tell her that I want to sleep in today, so I won't go and say hello."
Grandma Sun worriedly looked at the injuries on her young master's face and said sadly, "But does it hurt a lot?"
Such a pretty and lovely girl, a red mark appeared across the left side of her face, which is really heartbreaking. Fortunately, the skin was not broken, otherwise it would be really...
Wei Hanzhang shook his head, "It doesn't hurt. My mother has been worrying about my grandfather's family these days. Please don't let her worry about me anymore."
Grandma Sun came here as a dowry from the Jiang family from Xuzhou, so she knew that the Jiang family was in trouble. Her eyes turned slightly red when she heard this, and after she softly agreed, she went out and left.
As soon as she left, Wei Hanzhang looked at his face in the bronze mirror, wondering whether he should go next door today.
go with? The injury on her face was so embarrassing. She somehow didn't want to embarrass herself in front of that person.
But if he doesn't go, will he think that he has broken his promise and won't help the Jiang family? Wei Hanzhang was a decisive person, and he made his decision without hesitating for long.
Still have to go!
Rather than being embarrassed, the safety of the Jiang family is of course more important.
Wei Hanzhang ordered his two personal maids and walked towards the backyard in a familiar was a little late today, and when she opened the courtyard door, Ning Hai was already anxiously waiting there.
The door was pushed open from the other side. Ning Hai breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw the red mark on her face. His heart skipped a beat and he kept saying, "What's wrong with the girl? Where is the injury?"
Wei Hanzhang was slightly dazed by his nervous look, but a red mark was like the sky falling.
You must know that in Wei Hanzhang's view, Ning Hai, the eunuch who followed Prince Yan, had always had a stable image.
After not being stunned for long, Wei Hanzhang said as he walked away: "I was struck close to the face by the tail wind of the whip."
Fortunately, I didn't really get hit. Otherwise, I'm afraid my skin and flesh would be torn apart and my appearance would be disfigured.
Ning Hai's steps faltered and he said no more. He bowed and watched Wei Hanzhang walk up the steps. After entering the door, he summoned the attendants on both sides to whisper a few words.
It wasn't that far from the courtyard wall to the main hall, but Wei Hanzhang became more and more nervous as he walked.
She was thinking that when her personal servant Ning Hai saw the injury on her face, his expression changed drastically. As the master...
This expectation soon had an answer.
When Wei Hanzhang walked in through the door, Xiao Junzhan was reviewing memorials at the desk as usual. He looked at him with an indifferent expression, elegant and gentle, and he was really a good young man in a troubled world.
Only Xiao Junzhan himself knew that he was far from being as indifferent as he showed on his face. However, after not seeing anyone for a day, he felt as if something was empty in his heart. However, the girl came extra late today.
This is half an hour late...
He raised his head to look out the door again, and happened to catch Wei Hanzhang's gaze.
Xiao Junzhan's eyes stayed on her face, his expression was slightly startled, and he slowly put down the pen in his hand, "What's wrong with your face?"
"..." Wei Hanzhang paused, sat at the tea table by the window, poured himself a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and said dullly: "It's nothing, I got it by accident."
Xiao Junzhan frowned, stood up, left the desk, and walked towards her.
Wei Hanzhang clasped the tea table with her fingertips, feeling uncontrollably nervous. She lowered her head, and soon someone stood in front of her.
"Look up and show me the injuries on your face."
Wei Hanzhang said: "It's really nothing, not at all..."
Before she finished speaking, a hand appeared on her chin, and her face was lifted irresistibly.
"Don't move. Let me take a look if you're okay." With a slight effort on his fingertips, Xiao Junzhan looked carefully at the red marks on the girl's face. His eyes gradually became colder: "Who was injured?"
"Let me go first." Although the two of them were often alone these days, Wei Hanzhang was really not used to being so close suddenly. She didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and said in a panic: "There are differences between men and women, Xiao Boqian. You stay away from me."
Xiao Junzhan caught a glimpse of the red tips of her ears, paused for a moment, slowly released her fingertips, and said softly: "Ran Ran is really unsettling. If you don't see her for a day, you will get hurt."
Today is the second day of PK2. The increase in collections is as low as ever, but the treasures are more active and the comment area is a lot more lively~~~ Thanks to the Qidian book friend "Little Woman with Flower Dance" for the 500 reading coins. Thanks to Qidian book friend 'The Forgotten Man 0119' for the 100 reading coins (this is a familiar face, a reader of the previous book, I also voted a lot for the monthly vote, I love it~~)
Obviously I am PKing on QRead, but the Qidian collection has increased much more than that on QRead...
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