Then he led Chu Yan to the attic.
The two people's eyes met, and Chu Yan's eyes were both surprised and "sure enough".
"Oh my God, is it really you?"
Jiang Wu thought about what happened to him when he left she behind last time, and felt a little embarrassed on his face. Naturally, his attitude was much better than that towards other Chu family members: "Chu Girl."
Chu Yan was probably so surprised that she had forgotten all that happened that day, and looked her up and down.
"Then when Chu Chan went back and talked about what kind of beautiful country he is, I somehow felt that it should be you. I didn't expect that it was really you."
Jiang Wu had already invited the person to sit down. Hearing this Wei Wei didn't believe it: "She said that our country is beautiful and fragrant?"
Chu Yan laughed: "How could that be possible? She was talking about you, a foxy girl, who makes you feel uneasy when you look at her. If she said that, then it might mean that our country is beautiful and fragrant. "
It's been a long time since Jiang Wu communicated normally with someone. Hearing the girl's pure and refreshing voice, he felt a little more relaxed.
She is now more and more convinced that Chu Yan was indeed carried by the wrong person. There is no trace of the Chu family in her. Sure enough, the influence of blood on people is still crucial.
Chu Yan seemed to be rambling unintentionally for a long time, but her eyes kept glacing towards Jiang Wu, and she looked obviously scratching her heart.
After the servants served tea and fruit snacks and left, she immediately asked impatiently: "Is your child the same as my brother's?"
Jiang Wu almost choked on the tea.
She turned her head to look. Chu Yan's eyes were full of curiosity. She had obviously thought up a bunch of stories on her own: "Could it be that you were raised by my brother in the outer room outside? And you already have a child." ? Only then..."
"Miss Chu," Jiang Wu's face had darkened, and he explained in a serious voice, "I am from Jinzhou, and my husband is the magistrate of Tonghuai County in Yuzhou, so the child is naturally the child of me and my husband. "
Then...then how could you..." show up with her brother? Chu Yan originally wanted to ask this question , but now after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly seemed to understand something, "Could it be that my brother... seizes the women of the people?"
No wonder Chu Yan was so surprised.
She has a good relationship with Chu Ling . Although Chu Ling is not that close to her, she has been outstanding since she was a child,and now she is the one who holds the world in her hands and stirs up the storm. Naturally, Chu Yan is I have always admired him.
As for relationships, she had no idea that a man who had never been close to women, to the point where his parents were worried, would come up with the idea of robbing civilian girls.
"How could he be so confused at a time like this? How many people are staring at his fault now? Maybe the Yushitai is waiting to interfere with him." Chu Yan's voice was very low, as if It was like talking to herself. She said it unconsciously when she was completely thinking. After realizing this, she hurriedly went to see Jiang Wu.
Seeing her looking down with a melancholy expression, not knowing what she was thinking, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then came guilt again.
No matter what, they all have husbands and children, and the eldest brother snatches them away, which is really... it's so inappropriate.
What she didn't know was that Jiang Wu, who had completely listened to her words, was stirred up in his heart.
She pretended to be calm and sent Chu Yan away, and sent all the servants away before finally allowing herself to show some ecstasy of sudden enlightenment. The hand holding the table unconsciously clasped the edge of the table.
Yes, it is indeed as easy for Chu Ling to control herself as to control an ant.
But there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. He is not covering the sky with just one hand in this capital. Just like Chu Yan said, he still has many political opponents, all waiting for him to make some mistakes.
Jiang Wu stirred the handkerchief and sat there thinking for a long time with silent eyes.
She knew nothing about the situation in the court, so she naturally didn't know what political enemies Chu Ling could have.
But there was one person she did know.
Princess Qingyang. With the noble position of a princess, it is only fitting that she seems to hate Chu Ling so much.
Jiang Wu was a little undecided. This was a big bet. If he won the bet, it would be best if he could bring down Chu Ling. If he lost the bet, even if it only made him severely injured. A skinny camel was bigger than a horse. How could he and his family decide what to do with him? It was easy for him.
Jiang Wu was repeatedly weighing the pros and cons, but she also knew which side she was leaning towards in her heart. Her hatred for Chu Ling, all the humiliation and grievances, she could only swallow her anger and unwillingness, even if she saw it... Even if there is a glimmer of hope, they all want to risk it.
She suppressed this thought in her heart for the time being.
During dinner in the evening, Chu Ling came again.
But it's not like that. I just stayed here yesterday. According to Jiang Wu's idea, it should be a few days apart.
When Chu Ling came in, she also saw the food on the table.
"Is it so late?" he asked casually.
Jiang Wu lowered his head and said yes.
In fact, when she saw Chu Ling, she had lost all appetite, but thinking that she could delay it for a while, she sat down with Chu Ling, picked up the spoon and continued eating.
Chu Ling was sitting on the side. There was a book on the table that Jiang Wu was reading casually in his spare time. He picked it up and flipped through two pages. They were some poems and poems. On them were written "Phoenix eyes half-curved to hide amber. Let's order cherries together"
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How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL
Historical FictionJiang Wu has been a substitute for Chu Ling 's sweetheart for eighteen years. Eighteen years of taking care of her husband and raising children are no match for a piece of paper from his sweetheart. "I am not doing well." So, Jiang Wu looked at her...