How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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Chapter 17 Peeping

But Jiang Wu also knew that no matter how angry she was, she would never have the guts to explode, so she had to suppress her temper.

Even so, her complexion was not very good, which made Mrs. Li dare not speak any more.

At the banquet, there was dance and music arranged by Qingyang.

Jiang Wu watched absent-mindedly, and continued to insult Mrs. Li without even blinking.

"I heard that the young master's sweetheart, Mrs. Li, seems to be in a theater troupe at home. Why don't you also invite us over and let us have a look."

Mrs. Li's face was ashen.

Jiang Wu was also annoyed. She glanced at Qingyang, who then answered with a smile: "Mrs. He knows that the girl's family is in a theater troupe. Doesn't she know that her father is a guest of this princess?"

For a moment, it was no longer possible. No one dared to speak.

Everyone knows who this distinguished guest is, but if he is not ashamed in his heart, he is not ashamed in his heart. Who dares to show it on his face?

Jiang Wu couldn't help but feel soft.

She originally planned not to have any contact with Mo Yangzhou and his daughter before leaving, but after this happened, she couldn't ignore it.

We still have to find a chance to meet that girl Mingzhu and have a good talk with her. We can't let her be deceived.

***

at night.

A black figure quietly tiptoed into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

She observed attentively that her usual spot was occupied by someone. After a moment of reflection, she took advantage of a gust of wind and hid herself among the leaves.

One, two, three...

I counted in a circle silently, and roughly figured out how many secret guards there were in the courtyard, as well as their respective positions. Then I looked down at the people in the courtyard.

It was that woman and her two children.

They were sitting in the yard, chatting about trivial daily matters. The two children's facial features were vaguely similar to hers.

The man in black took off the veil on his face, revealing Mo Mingzhu's face.

Mo Mingzhu watched the woman pick up the teapot and fill it up for the other two people.

"This is the tea art I have learned for a long time. You all have a try."

Her tone was soft, with a relaxed smile on her face.

In Mo Mingzhu's impression, every time he saw her, the woman's eyes were always full of sadness and she always looked tired.

Rarely is he as completely relaxed as he is now.

Hum, Mo Mingzhu snorted in her heart, it was really a touching picture of a loving mother and a filial son. Whenever she thought that this was the dog official's family, disgust and hatred arose in her heart.

She attributed that tinge of annoyance to this.

The dog official who had caused so many families to be ruined and killed, why should he have a happy family?

The word "death" was suppressed again when he saw Jiang Wu's face.

Although she is the wife of the dog official, this woman is really brainless, and this is the only way to get close to the dog official.