The general and his spoiled wife

The torrential rain fell on the city for three days and three nights. The water in the streets and alleys of Yuzhou City overflowed to two inches, and it was still rising.

The sky was overcast, with heavy rain and strong wind, it was not a good time to go out.

The long street was empty and deserted.

"Miss, slow down, it won't be too late. With today's bad weather, there are probably not many people in the university hall."

"Hey, why did you refuse the kindness of the eldest son? The bearer at home is also idle. Why walk when there is a sedan chair? Miss Jin is precious, how can I bear this grievance?"

The umbrella was blown upside down, and she struggled to hold it. Yun Ci smiled lightly and took the oil-paper umbrella painted with green bamboo: "Why can't I bear this grievance? But I don't know that Nian'er is also a small talker, okay, I'll come Bar."

"How can I teach Miss to hold an umbrella?"

Yunci shook her head: "I feel sorry for those porters who refuse to teach them to go out in rainy days, so I also feel sorry for Nian'er, the road is slippery in rainy days, don't patronize me."

She glanced at her eyes and sighed: "Your skirt is completely wet from the rain, save yourself some effort. Teach me to keep my ears clean too, okay?"

Nian'er was ashamed by her words: "I promised you to take good care of Miss..."

Hearing her mention Jiang Huai, Yunci's ears turned red suddenly, and she couldn't help but think about the scene that night again. She cleared her cough, pretending not to care, and said: "You have taken good care of her, brother will not blame you."

Nian'er was holding another umbrella, carefully watching the tenderness flowing between her young lady's brows and eyes, the sound of the rain made her move her lips: "Miss didn't go home that night, did you stay with the young master?"

Yun Ci stopped without changing her expression, and looked back: "Who did you listen to?"

"Guess." Nian'er shrugged at the corner of her clothes with her hands: "Did you say when you will marry a young lady?"

Yun Ci stared at her with deep eyes for a long while, and a wanton and fearless smile appeared on her lips: "Nian'er, do you think I have no shame?"

"Ah? This servant will never dare!" Nian'er shook her head desperately with trembling lips: "This servant has absolutely no such intentions!"

"Heh." The faint heat quickly dissipated in the air, Yunci gathered her sleeves and felt a bit cold, she held the handle of the white jade umbrella, and curled the corners of her lips indifferently: "I don't care what the world thinks."

Without waiting for Nian'er to say more, she took a step forward, her graceful figure blended into the rain, and her straight back exuded a sense of arrogance for no reason.

Nian'er froze in place with a pale face, letting the rain drenched one shoulder before slowly regaining consciousness - Miss's aura has become more and more serious recently.

With a smile and raised eyebrows, he is naturally noble, not angry and prestige.There is a sense of coquettishness in his bones, and he is more dazzling and mature than before. When he mentions the young master, there is always a touch of charm on the brow.

Standing on the three-foot-high platform, her demeanor was even colder. She had seen the young lady sitting on the podium and turning the pages of the book. That appearance was so beautiful that she couldn't even see it.Unknowingly attracting people's eyes, even if she is a woman, she is often fascinated by the young lady.

Teaching and educating people, is there anyone in Yuzhou City who doesn't know the name of Mr. Hongzhuang Sheyun?She has never understood that the young lady is the daughter of the Liu family, and even the noble concubine in the palace can see her, so why should she pursue such a great reputation?

It's going to kill me.She followed up on her own, not caring whether the rain wet the skirt, and quickly walked back to Yun Ci.

It is true that not many people came to the Red Makeup Club today.

The weather was bad, unexpectedly Princess Jingyang came here in rain or shine, and the two of them had their clothes soaked in the rain, packed up in the bookstore, went out, and then got hot tea and chatted face to face.

There is already a clue about the reconstruction of the Academy by the Red Makeup Society, Yunci smiled and said: "I am looking forward to the day when the Academy is officially established, but it is hard for Qing Ao to supervise it day and night."

"It's okay, I have something to reward her when she finishes her work."

Jing Jing hasn't seen Yun Ci for many days, but this time she vaguely felt an indescribable tenderness wrapped between her brows.

She likes beauties, but she never gets what she wants.

There have been a lot of things happening in the palace recently, my father suddenly changed his mind for some reason, at first he was happy to make things happen with her and Jiang Huai, but now when he mentioned the son-in-law, his father refused to talk about Jiang Huai anymore.

Jiang Huai is a sharp blade, a light that pierces the darkness, the situation in the court is chaotic, and even now she can't figure out what her father is thinking.

As for Yunci, Yunci is the legitimate daughter of the Liu family, and the Liu family is in charge of half of the economic lifeline of the Dayu Kingdom. The royal family still owes Liu Xuanzhi a huge favor, and there is no hope of usurping her.

Jingyang rubbed his brows and asked, "Does Ah Ci have a sweetheart?"

Yunci folded the scroll, elegant and delicate, and said in a brisk tone: "Yes."

"But Mu's son?"

She laughed without saying a word.

"Isn't it the son of the Mu family?" Jing Jing pondered, "The Mu and Liu families are very good. Mu Changxun runs to the Liu mansion every now and then. Everyone has known about it for a long time. A Ci, if you can fall in love with Mu Chang Xun, why don't you take a look at me too?"

Ever since she knew her elder brother was her daughter, Yun Ci had a more or less understanding of Jingyang, but whenever she saw Jingyang's eyes shining brightly because of her beauty, she always had a premonition——Jingyang Will fall in beauty.

If he didn't hit his head badly, this person probably wouldn't understand love.

She sighed and said: "If your Highness judges people by their appearance, how can they be completely satisfied? The beauty is late, and in five or sixty years, I will be too old to look good. Will you still like me?"

"This..." Jingyang looked at that bright and charming face, it was really hard to imagine that such a blessed beauty would grow old.

She hesitated: "I will grow old with you too."

"Different."

Yun Ci seriously explained her doubts: "The appearance in the world is just a skin. Do you understand what I think in my heart? Do you know what I love and hate? Your Highness loves this face, but this love is too frivolous. Born as a human, the soul is precious, you can't see my interesting soul, how can you grow old with me?"

"Your Highness is used to standing on a high place, and I also yearn to stand on a high place. After all, Your Highness is not the person I want to stand side by side with. Sooner or later, two tigers will fight each other, and they will not even be friends."

"Is it that serious?" Jingyang loves her tenderness very much: "With Ah Ci's temperament, even when she can't make it through, she will quarrel with others?"

Yun Ci laughed suddenly: "Your Highness, I am very strong. Only I am willing or unwilling. If I am willing, everything is possible. If I am unwilling, I would rather be broken. The difference between loving and not loving is too big. "

Jingyang's eyes flickered and he thought over and over again.

"Royal love is hard to achieve, Jingyang, don't you have a dream in your heart? If one day you meet the person who makes your dream come true, then you will understand."

"Dream?" Jingyang sneered, eyebrows raised suddenly: "I don't have time to dream."

"Where's Jiang Huai?" She changed the subject quickly.

"Her?" Yun Ci held the lesson plan in her arms, and raised her eyes to look at the leaking sky: "She should be busy."

Only [-]% of the people who come to the university hall today are in the past. Through the screen, Yunci is preaching and teaching in a low voice. Occasionally, when she looks down, she thinks of Jiang Huai, and she smiles knowingly.

At the end of class time, many people gathered in the university hall to talk about current affairs and the continuous heavy rain——Yuzhou City hadn’t experienced such a terrifying torrential rain for many years.

Walking on the street, one foot is deep and the other is shallow. Pedestrians who are driving in the middle of the night accidentally fall into the mud pit, and some of them are almost unlucky and die.

The heavy rain washed over the corners of the eaves, and Jiang Huai walked in the deep palace with big strides.

The twelfth prince was ill, very sick, and lost his appearance in just seven days. The emperor was so anxious that he lost his temper in the imperial study, and the thankless errand fell on her head. The imperial doctor went to Guanghong Palace.

To be honest, she didn't want to see Concubine Xuan.

But Ah Ci didn't forgive her for a day, and she couldn't settle the marriage for a day.

Xuanling has always had doubts about her identity.

Jiang Huai's official robe was wet from the rain, and she stepped into Guanghong Palace frowning. When she saw the cold-hearted imperial concubine, she leaned over and said, "I..."

"Get up."

The imperial doctor was busy treating the twelve princes, but Xuan Ling did not look anxious. She sat calmly in the chief seat, even holding a volume of unofficial history in her hand: "Tell me your opinion."

Jiang Huai was far away from her, her eyes were on her nose, her nose was on her heart, and her voice was as cool as water: "The twelve princes are sick like a mountain, and the sky is raining heavily. Be careful that someone fishes in troubled waters."

Xuan Ling raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was an undisguised admiration in his eyes: "You want to coincide with this palace."

Jiang Huai frowned, and ground the toe of her boots irritably, her deep eyes said nothing.

Just at the time of employing someone, Xuanling didn't intend to turn against her, so he put his hands on her shoulders, and was nailed in place by Jiang Huai's fierce eyes!

That look has the ferocity of a wolf and the cruelty of a tiger, with deep disgust: "Don't touch me."

Xuanling withdrew her hand with lingering fear, turned her thoughts away, and said with a sneer, "You like Miss Liu? Then do you want to marry her?"

Jiang Huai's uncontrollable violence was suppressed the next moment, and when she woke up, she saw the blood overflowing from Xuan Ling's lips.

Her inner strength leaked out, and her killing intent was deep in her bones. She took two steps back in panic: "I, I don't want to hurt you, stay away from me!"

Concubine Xuan Gui brushed the blood stains with her fingertips, her eyes turned coldly around the maids on the left and right, the maids backed away in shock, and there was no one around, the anger in her heart welled up, and she said word by word: "Jiang Wushi, are you sick?! "

Jiang Huai held back her words, stubbornly like a piece of wood covered with thorns.

"Who the hell are you? How did I offend you?" Xuan Ling was so angry that he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his complexion quickly sank.

"You..." Smelling the bloody smell in the air, Jiang Huai slowly raised his head, his eyes were dark and complicated: "Don't get angry, your heart and lungs have been injured by my internal force..."

Xuan Ling slapped him angrily, but Jiang Huai quickly dodged it.She took out a white pill from her waist pouch: "It's up to you whether you take it or not, and it's up to you if you want to kill or cut it."

She leaned over and knelt down indifferently, performing a big gift that can only be done on solemn occasions.

In this life, Xuanling was domineering, ruthless and ruthless. She was never preempted by others, but she was always soft-hearted towards Jiang Huai, as if she owed her in her previous life.

She said quietly: "Jiang Huai, do you have a crush on Bengong?"

In a word, Jiang Huai's face turned blue and pale, she looked at Xuan Ling strangely, and said lightly: "You are too old, I like charming and dignified little girls."

"Oh? Miss Liu's like that?" Xuan Ling swallowed the pill angrily. No one dared to say that she was old at this age.

There was a sudden chill on her wrist, and she felt the gentle qi flowing in her body. She looked at Jiang Huai, her anger receded, and a smile appeared on her lips: "I didn't expect that you didn't want Ben Gong to die that much. Say, you are Do you really want to marry Miss Liu, or do you want to deceive Ben Gong? How many secrets are you hiding?"

Jiang Huai withdrew her hand, stared at her fingertips tiredly, and said impatiently: "Your Majesty, don't ask any more questions. I'm in a hurry. I can do anything."

"Including killing me?"

long silence.

Jiang Huai closed her eyes, blood and chaos appeared in her mind, her breath was unsteady, her eyes were opened with a bloody color, and she said firmly, "Yes!"