The Regent's Tender Darling

Or when he hears his wife complaining to him, he will comfort her and coax her to cheer her up.

Raising his head to signal all the maids in the room to leave, he strolled up to Mrs. Jiang, sat down and reached for the embroidery hoop pressed under his hand.

Unexpectedly, Jiang's grip tightened even more in an instant, obviously trying to compete.

Marquis Zhaoren looked shocked and said quickly: "Oh, oh, oh, oh! There is a needle, be careful if you get hurt, I will be heartbroken for my husband."

When Jiang heard this, his hand immediately relaxed, his face turned red unconsciously, he smiled and coldly snorted: "I won't even feel sorry for you, old guy, if you die."

After he said the words, he felt that he had said the wrong thing. He hurriedly pouted three times, looked at the man with smiling eyes, and said, "Why are you free to see me today? I thought you weren't coming."

This is the longest time they have been apart since their quarrel. Jiang actually reflected on his mistakes these days in the hospital, so he wanted to calm his mind.

"Are you still angry?" Marquis Zhaoren was gentle and patient, with a smile on his face, making it easy for people to lose their temper.

Jiang stared at him, pursed her lips with a smile, and said, "I'm not angry at all. I don't want to make myself angry."

Marquis Zhaoren smiled, and then his expression became serious. He reached out and took Jiang's hand, patted it gently and said, "Okay, okay, I have something serious to talk to you about, husband."

When Jiang heard this, he rolled his eyes at Zhaorenhou: "Humph, I just said why you came here. It seems it's not for me."

"You, do you know what happened the day before yesterday?" Marquis Zhaoren said, unable to hide his anger.

When Jiang heard this, his heart sank subconsciously. What could make her husband angry? It must be...

To confirm, he quickly asked: "Could it be that Yue'er escaped from prison?"

"Hmm?" These words made Marquis Zhaoren stunned for a moment, and he waved his hands and said: "Of course not, it was Rou'er, that girl, who was humiliated in the street by the current dog emperor! He even ordered me and Yue'er to send Rou'er into the palace! "

"What!" Jiang almost shouted these two words, his eyes widened, and he stood up from the Arhat bed.

Marquis Zhaoren didn't think there was anything surprising about this reaction, and then said in a cold voice: "I'm going to go to the Regent's Palace to ask for justice. That girl Rou'er has come, and everyone is very haggard. Naturally, she is the young master of Dali Temple who came to the Marquis's Palace." You can't protect her, so go and comfort her! Don't dislike her."

Jiang reacted for a while, and when he heard the last sentence, he quickly said: "How can I dislike Rou'er? Ouch! This poor child!"

There were tears in her eyes as she spoke. For an innocent girl to be insulted like this, she would probably not be able to get over it!

Jiang's heart sank when he thought of this! His face turned pale, and he said quickly: "I have to go quickly, what should I do if this girl can't think about it!"

After that, he didn't care about Zhaorenhou, because he took off his shoes on the Arhat bed, and now he ran out without even wearing shoes.

After Zhaorenhou reacted, he quickly picked up his shoes and chased after him.

Only after Jiang came out did she remember that she didn't know where this girl Rou'er lived. Zhaoren Hou, who was carrying shoes behind her, chased her out. She quickly asked: "Which hospital did you send Rou'er to?"

"Qinglan Courtyard, Yue'er's Courtyard," after saying that, he knelt down in front of Jiang and grabbed Jiang's bare feet.

Jiang was unsteady and had to rush to help Zhaorenhou.