The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Jiang Nanhuai did not return home last night. He asked the servant to pass a message to the wife of the prince, saying that there was work to be done in the Ministry of Works. In fact, he went to the manor to see Xia Nianyun.

It was Nianyun who reminded him of his father's cold, and he went to Doctor Wu to get the medicine bag that his father often used to soak his feet.

For a moment, I was extremely satisfied with this new beauty.

Xia Nianyun was different from Wang, she would not remind him to be on guard against his brothers all the time. She used her little thoughts to please him and think about his family.

As for Wang, she was completely focused on when he would be able to inherit the title, and she was a hundred times more anxious than he, the crown prince.

The young girl's tender vitality, as well as her considerateness, reminded Jiang Nanhuai of everything that happened at the farm last night. A faint smile appeared on his face, showing the warmth that he had not experienced from Wang's family for a long time.

Wang, who was standing by, couldn't help but frown when she saw this. She was too familiar with this feeling. The prince must have been seduced by some vixen again.

She didn't care about these things in the past, but ever since the affair with Yangzhou Shouma, she was a little fed up with such princes.

Jiang Nanhuai picked up the teacup beside him, lowered his head and took a sip before saying, "The work of the Ministry of Civil Affairs has come to an end... I just went to my father's place and helped him soak his feet. This is my filial piety and duty as the eldest son."

Was this an implication that she wasn't considerate enough towards the Duke and the Duchess?

The smile on Wang's face became a little forced, making her voice even softer:

"Today is the end of the mourning period. I will ask the kitchen to give the prince some nourishment! I have also taken special care of Minghui Hall."

The prince turned to her and said, "Yongle is getting married. When you go to pay respects to mother tomorrow, you should discuss with your fifth brother and his wife about the dowry for her. We can't let mother bring up this matter on her own initiative."

Wang nodded in agreement and asked softly, "Of course I should do this. After all, you are the eldest son, and I am in charge of the household expenses in the mansion."

Hearing Wang's words, the prince nodded with satisfaction.

Wang Shi saw this and asked, "But there is one thing I don't understand. Should this additional dowry be paid from the public account or from my father and mother?"

To her, there is a huge difference between the two.

When Concubine Shu entered the palace, she was in charge of the public accounts, and those shops were the source of money for the Duke Dingguo's Mansion.

If the eldest princess's dowry is calculated according to the standards of Concubine Shu at that time, it would be a huge expense.

The prince frowned when he heard this, "Father has given you instructions, you can discuss this with mother and your fifth brother and sister-in-law when the time comes."

He was impatient to listen to these trivial matters, so he put down the teacup in his hand and stood up: "I'm going to the study... If the princess's mansion needs to be renovated, I have to think about it carefully."

Wang bowed and responded, watching the prince walk out the door with a smile.

As he walked further away, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

......

When Master Jiang Wu returned to Yuanyuan Hall, before he even reached the second gate, he heard the laughter of children in the courtyard.

There was a faint smell of food in the air, a feeling that seemed long-lost.

Jiang Chengbin was the first to see Master Jiang Wu. His chubby face was covered in sweat. He stopped and greeted him respectfully:

"Uncle Wu, my mother and nephew are visiting you today. I am sorry for disturbing you. I hope you will not blame Aunt Wu."

Master Jiang Wu raised his hand and touched the top of his head, then asked with a smile, "Who told you that I would blame your Fifth Aunt?"

Jiang Chengbin glanced at the camellia tree on one side. He felt a little uneasy, but he answered truthfully: "Father has a lot of rules at home."

Master Jiang Wu smiled and said, "Rules are to constrain servants. I won't blame your Fifth Aunt, go and have fun."

Jiang Chengbin didn't understand why there was such a big difference between what his father and his fifth uncle said. He picked up the small wooden sword that fell in the yard, ran a few steps, stopped, and walked towards the main room in a serious manner.

Soon, the women in the west room all knew that Master Jiang Wu had returned.

He stood outside the door of the study room converted from the east wing, and saw Gu Jinchu coming out of the main room, standing under the veranda, holding out his hand and waiting for her to come over.