question.
After thinking about it for a while, she decided to let nature take its course and spend the last time with her children peacefully before talking about anything else.
So Jiang Wu stopped the embroidery needle in his hand and pinched his daughter's cheek: "Because she was with Nian Yin, my mother naturally felt better."
In fact, she was rarely so close to her daughter.
But they were about to be separated. She felt that even if they were a little closer, it wouldn't matter, right?
The girl's face was already red, and her deer-like eyes were staring at her, as if she was shy, but also pleased.
Jiang Wu felt soft at the look in her eyes.
She looked outside again. It had been raining in the capital for several days and it hadn't stopped yet. However, because it was summer, the rain brought coolness.
Jiang Wu got up and walked to the window. After staring at the rain curtain outside for a while, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way," she turned to look at Nian Yin, "Aye's classes at the Imperial College today should be over soon. "It's raining so hard, why don't we go pick up your brother?"
To be honest, Nian Yin was not very willing.
She doesn't like her mother's eyes on anyone other than herself, even her brother.
But my mother looked very happy now, and she even pinched her cheek just now, which was her favorite way before.
So Nian Yin also smiled and nodded, saying yes.
***
People always feel inexplicably excited when they do something unexpected. Thinking of Chu Ye's surprised expression, Jiang Wu's joy will increase by one point.
But thinking about it, I felt a little uneasy: "Your brother won't find us annoying, right?"
Nian Yin blinked: "Of course not."
Her brother would be happy to death.
Jiang Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
Even if it bothers him, the brother and sister grew up together, and Aye should always be happy to see his sister coming.
Then she laughed again.
Because it was raining, there were many carriages coming to pick up people from various prefectures parked here.
Chu Ye came out with his friends, and he exchanged a few words with them. There were also poor people in the Imperial College, and he planned to ask his servants to give them a ride.
When his eyes searched for a moment, he saw a familiar carriage.
In the prime minister's house, the carriage for mother was always kept alone, and even the horses were fed separately. No one else knew how to use it except her.
So every time he meets him, he can recognize him at a glance.
Those who were traveling with him only saw that the smile on his face suddenly deepened a bit, or simply saying it deepened was not appropriate. The smile was much more real and pure.
"Everyone, I'll excuse you now. Someone's coming home."
Everyone quickly said yes and let him go first. The book boy on one side held an umbrella for him. They waited for Chu Ye to walk away before sighing.
"God treats Brother Chu very well."
Who can say otherwise? His father was a powerful prime minister, his grandfather was a famous Duke, and he and the current little emperor were cousins.
What's more important is that there are no dirty things in the family where younger brothers and elder brothers are fighting for power, and there is no troublesome aunt.
Parents are loving and the relationship between brother and sister is harmonious.
It is almost impossible to find a second home among wealthy families.
"Probably only a family like that can cultivate such a gentle temperament as Brother Chu."
Someone sighed, and everyone else immediately agreed.
He is as gentle as jade, gentle and courteous to others, and cheerful and loyal. This is their view of Chu Ye.
But what they didn't know was that the boy was just trying his best to become what his mother liked.
Chu Ye took it upon himself to lift the curtain of the carriage. Even though he had guessed that his mother was in the car, he still smiled the moment he saw Jiang Wu.
"Mother."
"Hey." Jiang Wu agreed happily, out of joy at seeing his expected son, "Come in quickly, it's raining outside."
Chu Ye went in as he was told, and Nian Yin stepped aside. Make room for him.
"Why is mother here?"
"It's not because it's raining. Mother has never picked you up."
Jiang Wu took the book in his hand, brushed off the water droplets on it, and read through it. Two pages and a few random questions.
Even if she didn't understand, Chu Ye knew everything.
The few people returned to the house laughing and talking like this. Jiang Wu was in a good mood, accompanied by his children. When they arrived at the house, they continued to have whims.
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