Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

At the same time, Jiang Mansion in the capital.

On New Year's Eve, it rained.

The house was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, but there was a sense of depression, so quiet that it lacked any lively joy.

In the main room, Ms. Chen leaned on the back of her chair and rubbed the center of her brows.

It's getting dark, and it's time for the banquet.

Last year, when she was thirty, her daughter Jiang Yuzhu accompanied Xie Zhao on a long trip. This year, she was far away in the North, and it was even harder to see her.

Mrs. Chen picked up a candy hawthorn, but it was tasteless in her mouth. She asked with a sad expression, "Where is the master?"

Jiang Yuzhu likes all the dishes prepared at the house. How can the conditions in the capital be as good as in the North?

Chen's thoughts were wandering further and further away. If it weren't for the fact that the family couldn't do without people, Chen would have thought of going to the North to celebrate the New Year.

Seeing that Mrs. Chen was not very interested, the servant carefully replied: "Madam, the master is in the study. Please come over."

During this period of time, the court was in turmoil. Jiang Fulu, Lu Yushi and Yu Jijiu gathered together every day, and spent less and less time at home.

Taking a rare break, Mrs. Chen decided to have a chat with Jiang Fulu.

The candles were lit in the study, and Jiang Fulu was leaning on the desk, writing in one go.

Hearing the noise, he waved and said, "Madam, you're here just in time."

Chen took a closer look and saw dozens of pieces of letter paper on the table, cut to the same size, with the word "guaranteed" on the left.

Jiang Huaiqing used several styles of writing. After admiring it, he put down the brush and said, "The rest of the heavy characters will be completed by my wife."

Chen was stunned for a moment and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Looking at the situation, the war in the North will not end soon, and the second child will not be able to return to the capital."

Jiang Fulu stroked his beard and showed a proud look, "Let's write letters of greetings in advance and send one out every month. We always want the second child to feel the care from his parents."

Jiang Huaiqing likes to find fault. If he doesn't express his opinions, he might talk about it behind his back.

A few days ago, Jiang Fulu sneezed repeatedly in the morning, and he suspected that Jiang Huaiqing was among the people talking about him.

"Before sending it out, the eldest brother writes the date, and the eldest daughter-in-law is responsible for scenting the letter. When little Jinbao has just become enlightened, she puts in a leaf to represent the family's longing for the second child."

With everyone involved, Jiang Fulu blocked Jiang Huaiqing's path to justice.

Mrs. Chen nodded and said with a smile, "That's fine."

The word "take care" represents the Jiang family's attitude towards Jiang Huaiqing, and they only hope that he is safe.

As for taking care of Jiang Yuzhu, Jiang Fulu and Chen have no hope.

"Sir, I will write another letter to Yuan He."

Jiang Fulu beamed when he mentioned his youngest daughter.

Although Jiang Yuzhu is not in the capital, she still has a lot of clothes and jewelry to make.

"The emperor rewarded the materials a few days ago. Why don't we just divide them into three parts. If there are jade beads, the eldest daughter-in-law and the princess should also keep a share."

The material is a tribute from a small foreign country and is best used for making spring shirts.

Now the eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Chen, is pregnant and has an overthinking temperament. Mrs. Chen takes good care of her niece.

"The princess will come in sooner or later. She is not lacking in these things, but as a mother-in-law, I must show an attitude and be impartial."

Mrs. Chen was mumbling, and sighed when she mentioned Jiang Huaiqing, "Why don't you think the second child is like you?"

When Chen and Jiang Fulu met each other, Jiang Fulu took the initiative, creating chance encounters, writing acid poems, and playing tricks clearly.

The eldest son Jiang Huaida and Xiao Chen's childhood sweethearts made an early marriage arrangement, and the marriage was a matter of course, and the couple was harmonious.

Why did his painting style change when he came to Jiang Huaiqing?

"The second son said before he left the capital that the princess is his brother, and he must become stronger and protect his brother..."

Whenever she thinks of Jiang Huaiqing's words, Mrs. Chen gets a headache. Sometimes she can't help but wonder, was this stupid young man really born by her?

People in their twenties still haven’t figured it out yet.

"If the princess hadn't saved him from the fire and water, the broom star of Chief Wei's family would have entered the house!"

Mrs. Chen mentioned Wei Jing. Ever since Wei Jing married Feng Qing, the family had been restless and turned upside down.

"With the Wei family as her backer, even if Wei Jing is infamous, she will still stand tall."

"Feng Qing is also a loser. When he was visiting a flower house, Wei Jing came to his door. He was wearing a pair of trousers and hid in a cattle pen."

Chen was halfway through, and Jiang Fulu took over, "I heard that the cow in that family was giving birth. When Feng Qing suddenly broke in, he went crazy and immediately suppressed Feng Qing..."

If the servants hadn't arrived in time, Feng Qing would have been trampled to death by a cow.

Even so, Feng Qing lost his appearance and did not show up for a while.

The atmosphere in the study was lively. Manager Jiang knocked on the door and responded: "Master, madam, a letter from the North!"

"Quick, send it in!"

Mrs. Chen looked happy at first, but then couldn't help but worry.

The son traveled thousands of miles and his mother was worried. Mrs. Chen was afraid of getting bad news.

At the critical moment, Jiang Fulu was more calm. He opened the letter and looked at it carefully, but was speechless for a long time.

Mrs. Chen couldn't help but raise her heart and said anxiously: "Master, what's wrong? Did something happen? You should speak up!"

Both Jiang Huaiqing and Jiang Yuzhu are accustomed to reporting good news but not bad news.

Chen was far away in the capital, so he had to occasionally go to the caravan to find out gossip.

"Madam, today is New Year's Eve."

Jiang Fulu suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be calm and honest.

Mrs. Chen was impatient and couldn't help raising her voice: "Are you talking nonsense?"

"The second child is married to the princess!"

After Jiang Fulu read the letter, he nodded happily, "The second child finally got the idea."

If the war lasts for three to five years, Jiang Huaiqing can't afford to delay it, so he might as well get married in the Northland now.

Jiang Fulu was a little regretful that he couldn't see it with his own eyes, but compared to the fact that his son had found his home, that little regret could be ignored.

"Really? You won't trick me, right?"

Mrs. Chen didn't believe it, so she first opened the letter from her daughter Jiang Yuzhu, which explained the incident in detail.

"Good day, today is a happy day!"

Mrs. Chen smiled brightly and said to Manager Jiang, "Hurry and prepare the red seal to celebrate, everyone in the house will share in it!"

The parents are too far apart to be of much help.

Mrs. Chen walked around the study with her back on her back, preparing to go back to her room to write a letter to Princess Yutan alone, hoping that the second daughter-in-law would not have any worries.

Jiang Fulu went to the warehouse and muttered: "We have to prepare good medicinal materials for Huaiqing. This letter comes too late, and it will take the first month to send the supplements..."

With flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, Jiang Huaiqing won't show any timidity, right?

Jiang Fulu is rightly worried because he knows his son better than his father.

By the time the camp was re-established, it was already dark.

Jiang Huaiqing's heart trembled, he closed his eyes and followed directly.

Kissing and kissing, something felt wrong.

"Jiang Huaiqing, why did you kiss my eyes?"

With saliva in her eyes, Princess Yutan couldn't see clearly for a moment. She activated her defense mechanism and kicked Jiang Huaiqing off the bed as a reflex.

Jiang Huaiqing was not prepared and touched the edge of the tent again. The tent was crumbling...