I broke my sleeves with the son

Mrs. Jiang was awakened by her own personal maid. She frowned slightly, and was about to scold slightly, but she heard the other party's soft voice with a little anxiety, "Madam, the third son is back."

"It's been a few days since I came back..." Mrs. Jiang stopped, her phoenix eyes slightly opened, and she said cautiously: "Luo Qing? Is Luo Qing back?"

Seeing her like this, the maid smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'm waiting in the side hall now."

"Clean up for me quickly." Mrs. Jiang got off the bed, hurriedly walked to sit in front of the Linghua mirror, touched her temples, and said sadly: "Have I aged a lot these days?"

The maid's eyes turned red, and she hurriedly said: "No, you are still the same as before, I am so envious."

The awkwardness on Mrs. Jiang's face went down a bit, and she smiled, looking a little cramped.

Not long after the heater in the side hall was ignited, Jiang Luoqing sat on a chair and drank tea. The cold outside was still on her body, and it took a while for it to dissipate.

When the concierge went to report the news, he naturally saw it, so he came to the side hall to wait for someone.In the past, Jiang's family used to have breakfast in the dining room, and the dining room was in the side hall.

When he came over early in the morning, he didn't have time to eat two bites, so he just had a bite later.

There were hurried footsteps outside, Jiang Luoqing frowned slightly and looked towards the closed door, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and then many footsteps also stopped.

Someone stopped at the door of the side hall, but did not open the door to come in.

Jiang Luoqing lowered his eyes and took a sip of his tea. The people outside finally made up their minds and pushed open the side door slightly, as if they were afraid of alarming someone.

Jiang Luoqing looked up, and saw a graceful and elegant woman standing at the door with her hair combed. The hairpin ornaments that were always fancy in the past were gone, and there were only a few wooden hairpins and a wooden comb.

I didn't expect it to be like this, I froze for a while, pursed my lips and wanted to call mother, opened my mouth slightly, somehow suddenly remembered that when he rushed back to Kyoto, he bumped into her and took another person out to pray About the damaged meridian, the mother couldn't scream anymore.

He closed his mouth in embarrassment and nodded to the red-eyed lady at the door, he said dryly, "You're here."

Madam Jiang gritted her teeth and swallowed her overly emotional words. She walked over and reached out to touch her son's face, but in the middle of the process, she withdrew her hand again.In the end, he looked at it many times as if he couldn't get enough of it, and then said, "I lost weight."

Thinking about that time, Jiang Luoqing's mouth curled up and then dropped. He didn't know why, but he felt a little inexplicable irony.

He said, "Really." His voice was calm and unwavering.

Mrs. Jiang saw that he was much more mature than before, and she felt a lot of pity in her heart. She sat next to Jiang Luoqing, ordered the maid to send breakfast, and sat there with Jiang Luoqing to talk.

Jiang Luoqing didn't have much to say, so he answered a few words absent-mindedly. He stroked his teacup and said, "Jiang Family, what happened?"

Mrs. Jiang's expression moved slightly, she lowered her eyes to cover the emotions in her eyes, squeezed the handkerchief in her hand and said softly: "So you came back for this matter, in fact, it's not a big deal, it's just that the master and one of the above It's just a plan, our family, it's just like this for the time being."

She smiled softly, looked up at Jiang Luoqing, but there was gentle comfort in her eyes, without any trace of fatigue from the past, she said: "Don't worry."

Jiang Luoqing's eyes fell on her hair, and she saw that the hair was covered with frost, which was not obvious, but it was there, showing the passage of time.

Feeling sore without warning, he said, "Didn't you like those jewelry before?"

Mrs. Jiang said "Oh", showing an embarrassed expression, she smiled and said: "The master likes the simple and elegant ones recently, so I put those away." She smiled, but unconsciously clenched her hands, The slender knuckles were whitish.Hide it in a veil so that others cannot see clearly.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Luoqing stopped asking questions and just drank tea silently.

Mrs. Jiang sat aside and occasionally asked a few questions, but the two of them seemed to be chatting like strangers.

Prime Minister Jiang came in with his eldest son, Jiang Ziyu. As for Jiang Luo...he said he was sick and rested, and today's meals were delivered to his yard.

Prime Minister Jiang was in a mess and didn't know what to do. Seeing that Jiang Luo had made his own decision, he acquiesced.

Seeing Prime Minister Jiang come in, Jiang Luoqing stood up and said, "Father."

Seeing his worried expression, Prime Minister Jiang felt hot, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm here so early, I probably haven't had breakfast yet, let's finish eating first."

He took the lead to walk into the dining room, Jiang Ziyu passed by Jiang Luoqing and glanced at him with a complicated expression.

Jiang Luoqing nodded lightly and said, "Brother."

Jiang Ziyu didn't speak, just nodded as a greeting.

A few people sat down, and the food came to the table. There were still more than forty dishes, the same as before. There was a servant girl serving dishes according to his preferences.

Therefore, I didn't see Jiang Ziyu's displeased expression when he saw the dishes.

In fact, even though their father is still the prime minister, all the contacts and things that can be used under his hands have been completely wiped out. During this period, even the meals have been reduced to five or six dishes. It will definitely not appear on the Jiang family.

But as soon as his third brother came back, for breakfast alone, the kitchen prepared more than 40 dishes, covering the whole table. Jiang Ziyu was displeased when he saw Jiang Luoqing's so indifferent expression that he was used to it.

He didn't show it, but lowered his head to eat the food.

After breakfast, Jiang Luoqing followed Prime Minister Jiang to the study.

Prime Minister Jiang sat by the window and raised his hand to the chair beside him, signaling Jiang Luoqing to sit down too.

Jiang Luoqing didn't sit down, but looked at his hair, which was more frosty than Mrs. Jiang's, and his eyes became hot. He lowered his eyes and said, "Father, something happened at home, and the child was not filial. He couldn't serve around at that time."

He lifted up his robe and knelt on the ground. The sound of his knees touching the ground made Prime Minister Jiang's hand holding the teapot tremble.

He said hoarsely: "Get up."

Jiang Luoqing couldn't afford it, so he just knelt down and said, "The Jiang family has protected me for so many years, but now that something happened at home, how can I abandon you and leave the Qin country?"

He leaned over, knocked his forehead on the ground and made a soft sound, "My son is willing to advance and retreat with the Jiang family!"

It was like a bluffing flatulent fish being poked lightly with a thorn and pierced.Prime Minister Jiang's straight back was slightly bent. He closed his eyes, put the tea in his hand on the table, and sighed, "What can you do if you stay?"

What he said was frank and stinging, Jiang Luoqing was stunned.