Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

There are many more plum blossoms in front of Ji's courtyard

Blessed by the constant cold wind, plum blossoms fell in front of the courtyard like snow, like a celestial maiden scattered flowers, and bursts of fragrance filled every corner, making people feel refreshed.

Sister-in-law Ji was helping Ji Hancheng tidy up her things, just happened to see this scene, she was a little puzzled, why is the young master so strange today, so she asked casually: "Master, did you see young mistress when you went to Lancheng last time?"

Hearing the sound, the smile on the man's face froze instantly, dropping to freezing point.

In the past two years, he accompanied his father to Lancheng Hospital to treat the sequelae of his leg injury. Although the distance between the training base and Lancheng Hospital was only a few hundred meters, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as heavily guarded. The bodyguards guarding over there all became vigilant.

What he can't tell anyone is that he has repeatedly failed in the 13 night raids on Lan's house, which makes him very frustrated.

If he could, he would want to burn the Lanjia training base to the ground with explosives on his back.

After Xu Mingkai inquired, the Blue City training base was not always guarded by so many people, nor was it always isolated from the outside world, but the new round of training freshmen entered the second night and began to increase defense.

It was hard to guess the intention, but he didn't want to guess, he just wanted to go in and have a look.

Sister-in-law Ji waited for a long time without a sound, so she didn't speak anymore. The young master's silence is the best answer. It seems that I haven't seen the young mistress. In the past two years, the young master's temper has become a lot colder. He doesn't say a word, often from time to time Standing in front of the window looking at the flowers, I always like to toss the flowers and trees in the Imperial Garden and Ji Zhai, and replace them with new blooming trees when they are gone.

After 2 years, I don't know how many times I have tossed.

After Yuan Shu tidied up Ji Hang's things, he wanted to see how his son was tidying up. When he opened the door and went in, he saw a gloomy face, "What's wrong?"

Ji Hancheng did not answer this question, but directly said: "The flight at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Yuan Shu shook his head inwardly, "Okay, go to bed early."

After Yuan Shu and Mrs. Ji left the room, "What's wrong, Master?"

Sister-in-law Ji thought about it for a while, and it seemed that after she asked the young mistress, she started to be cold-faced, and began to answer truthfully: "I just asked, did the young master see the young mistress when he went to Lancheng last time, the young master seemed unhappy, I guess I haven't seen it, I miss my young mistress."

Yuan Shu understood, sighed inwardly, and waved his hand, "Go and rest, don't tell the old man about this."

"Hey, I see."

Back in the room, Yuan Shu took the book from her husband, lifted the quilt and sat in.

Ji Hang: "Didn't you go to see your son? Why did you come back with a sad face?"

Yuan Shu straightened her husband's quilt, turned around and said: "Xiaocheng must have fallen in love with that girl completely. You said that he accompanied us to Lancheng every time, but every time he arrived in Lancheng, there was no one there. You have no idea." ah."

Ji Hang patted his daughter-in-law's hand, "What can I think? He didn't find it every time he went looking for it. Since he didn't find it, it means that the little girl didn't want to see him. He left him hurt two years ago. The little girl is not allowed to be angry. If he really likes it, he will let go of his arrogance and chase after him sincerely, tossing the flowers in the yard every day. As parents, we can't get involved, and he has to figure it out for himself."

Yuan Shu was still worried, "But it's been two years, haven't you seen that your son talks less and less?"

Ji Hang smiled as if he wasn't his own father, "Whenever he talks too much, you just relax and don't think about it, you really can't help with this matter, just like Dad said, this kid is in love If you don’t get the hang of it, even if you help him bring people in front of you, you will still take away his popularity, which is futile. Now he is arrogant, bossy, determined to do his own way, used to giving orders, and always considers issues from his own standpoint. When he learns to empathize and understand, he will be enlightened."

Yuan Shu gave her husband a white look, "Are you your real father? When will we have to wait? He will be 30 this year."

Ji Hang was helpless, "If he doesn't get the hang of it, there's nothing he can do at 60."

Blue City Airport

The plane started to run, and there was a sound like rubber friction, which lasted for about ten seconds, followed by the roar of the engine running.

Tang Junyao wore a high ponytail and a black casual suit, holding a small bunch of grapefruits in her hands. Su Xue was also wearing casual clothes today, holding a small strawberry in her hands.

Two maids and aunts stood by the side holding mother and baby bags, a small grapefruit and a small strawberry.

Lan Yunchen was still wearing a casual and comfortable light beige sportswear, busy going up and down to carry the luggage himself, and when everything was ready, beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead.

Lan Chumu picked up the little grapefruit in Tang Junyao's hand and kissed it, "Remember to think of uncle when you go back, don't forget, you know, Yaoyao, if there is anything you can't do with your brother, let him give it to you. You do it, you know?"

"I see, uncle, you have said it eight hundred times."

Shen Muyun hugged the little strawberry, kissed it, and teased the little pomelo, "Auntie will wait for your aunt to come and see you during the summer vacation, okay?"

The two little guys grinned their teeth happily. "good......."

Lan Yunxi hugged the little grapefruit from Lan Chumu's hand and did not let go, teary, trying not to let the tears fall.

Shen Muyun forcibly pulled the child away from her hand again, "Be obedient, let your sister go first, the baby will cry from hunger if it is late, be good, and then mom will go with you."

Tang Junyao walked over and hugged her younger sister, "Didn't we agree last night, don't cry, my sister is waiting for you in the imperial capital, and when you come, my sister will ask for leave and take you around the entire imperial capital, and I promise to let our little princess drive I'm happy." After finishing speaking, he wiped away her tears.

The plane taxied and took off, and rushed towards the sky. Looking at the shadow of the plane that was fading away, the three people left behind shed tears, still reluctant to give up.

Lan Chumu hugged his wife, led his daughter, and said with red eyes: "Let's go, Yaoyao belongs to the imperial capital, we can't force her to stay and embarrass her, as long as she is happy."

"Yeah, this kid is too sensible."

It was the first time for the two children to fly on a plane. They were holding the car window with their little hands and kept slapping it. Their legs were kicking anxiously and wanted to climb out. "Mommy, cloud, cloud, it's so beautiful."

Tang Junyao wiped the child's saliva from excitement, "Understood, do you like it?"

"like........."

Little Strawberry also excitedly turned to Su Xue and said, "Mommy, fly up."

Su Xue fiddled with Lan Yunxi's meticulous braid, "Well, it's flying up, are you happy, we're going home."

The little girl nodded with a carefree smile.

Lan Yunchen looked at this scene and smiled, "Su Xue, did you tell your brother that you are back? Do you want to inform him?"

Su Xue shook her head, in case her brother is very busy, it is better to wait until the imperial capital to tell him.

The two little ones were tired from playing and fell asleep in their respective mother's arms. Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Wu took out blankets from the mother-baby bag and covered the little ones.

Lan Yunchen fell asleep, and the cabin became quiet for a moment. The two people who were deep in thought had different thoughts. Tang Junyao looked sideways at the scenery outside the window. In the past, she looked up at the clouds, but now she is close-up and personally on the scene. The white clouds are like cotton, and the blue sky is like a green lake.

I'm back in the imperial capital, and I'm back, grandpa.