Mrs. Jiang was silent. Obviously, she did not want to make a marriage contract with Chen Sisi.

So, she tentatively held Chen Qingyun's hand, with regret on her face: "Qingyun, thank you, you are really good. If I could have a daughter-in-law like you, that would be really perfect."

Chen Qingyun smiled without reaching her eyes and pulled out her hand indifferently: "Mrs. She is joking. Her sister and Prince Jiang are childhood sweethearts and love is a good fate that is rare in a century. The days for her to enjoy happiness are still to come."

When Han heard Mrs. Jiang's words, he had no last hesitation and nodded: "Yes, Sisi and Lin'er are the ones I have grown up, and Sisi is about to be dressed up. It took Najib a lot of time to ask for the name, and it would take him a lot of time to embroider the wedding dress. Now it's just right to make a decision."

Mrs. Jiang Hou had no choice.

The Hou Mansion is not rich, and now the monthly money has just been paid, but Tianzhuang Shop will have to get the profits of this season next month. The daily profits of the Yinzi money are soaring. If you don’t pay them back quickly, will it really ruin Jiang Lin?

So he gritted his teeth and had no choice but to agree to go back to his house to get the Geng letter.

Chen Qingyun was drinking tea quietly and chatting with Han in Nuanyu Pavilion. As long as the engagement passed Minglu, she would be relieved.

Mrs. Jiang had not yet gone abroad to the Duke's Mansion, but was stopped by Shen Zhifeng's people halfway.

The man looked around and was sure no one saw them. Then he whispered: "Madam, please follow me. The Duke wants to discuss with you if you have something to do."

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang turned her mind, nodded, and told the maid beside her to go to the Marquis's mansion to ask Jiang Lin to come over to the Geng Tie, and she followed the servant to meet Shen Zhifeng.

But someone secretly reported her behavior to Chen Qingyun.

Chen Qingyun didn't say anything after hearing this, but said to Han: "It must take a long time to go back and forth. Mom, I will go and handle some government affairs first."

Han nodded. She was quarreled by Mrs. Jiang early in the morning and wanted to take a break.

Chen Qingyun came out of Nuanyu Pavilion and touched the place where Shen Zhifeng met Mrs. Jiang. When he saw that this was a coincidence, it turned out to be the small courtyard where Shen Zhifeng once lived with Fu'an.

For a moment, she thought about Feifei.

However, the two of them shouldn't be able to do this broad daylight, probably because they are so remote here.

I took out an incense. This was the last time I went to the Xuanyi Pavilion to get from Lian Rufeng. It is said that after burning the incense, the person who smelled it would be unable to calm down. I expressed my truest thoughts. I originally took it with me because I knew that Mrs. Jiang had come. I didn't expect that it would be the most appropriate to use it at this moment.

She called Hanfeng: "The fragrance has little smell. You can ignite it and throw it into the house and hear what they will say."

Han Feng nodded, flew over, and quietly arrived behind the house.

Because the weather was still a little hot, the window was open for half. The cold wind saw that the two of them were talking far away from the window, and they were afraid that they would reveal a sound, so they didn't pay attention to it, so they threw the lit incense into the opening.

The room was not big, and the wind from the windows blew the fragrance filled the entire room.

The two of them were still talking without any notice, their voices were very small. Fortunately, they could barely hear clearly by the window with cold wind's martial arts.

"Dude, it's not that I don't want the dowry, I'm really desperate this time. Otherwise, you can give me a few hundred taels of silver first and then we will make a careful plan."

"I don't have so much money? That child Jiang Lin is really, why did he borrow so much?"

"Actually, two hundred taels are enough, and I am not well-off at all. But in the final analysis, it is not a strange thing to meditate. Logically, the money should have been paid by the Duke's Mansion, but my family is honest."

"You can't say that. That jewelry was not broken by Sisi, she was innocent."

"Oh, I have a hard life. I finally pulled my son up, why did I get into such a thing again? Look at Rou'er, I don't know how to be blessed, and I don't want to help with this little busy."

"Everyone has to spoil her to follow her, don't you know? You have a son at least, Han Rou, considering her poor health, I don't even have a son!"

"Yes, if it were me, I would never be like her. I would definitely give birth to many fat boys for the Duke, and regard my husband as the best person, and take care of his husband and children well at home."

"You don't know, she has gone crazy recently, and she doesn't even let me in the Nuanyu Pavilion door."

"What, this is too much!"

.........

As the two chatted, their conversation became more and more biased, but they reached an agreement on insulting Han.

Mrs. Jiang was jealous of the fact that Han was born so well in the General's Mansion and Shen Zhifeng, a husband who never took concubines, but she was a widow.

Now seeing the two of them being unhappy in private, they are even more determined to provoke and disagree.

There was no Fu'an in Shen Zhifeng's mansion, and Yue Niang didn't know where to go. She originally wanted to reconcile the old relationship with Han, but she didn't expect that Han would suddenly feel very disgusted and cold towards him. Today, when she heard Mrs. Jiang's words, she felt that Han was too much. Even Mrs. Jiang's handkerchief could not stand it.

The more they scolded, the more fierce they became, and when they spoke up about their recent unhappiness, they became a little sympathetic.

"When I mention these things, my heart is as tight as if I have a big stone." Mrs. Jiang Hou's eyes were filled with tears. Although she was a milf, she still had a bit of charm, which always paid attention to maintenance.

"This, if you don't mind, I'll help you rub it." Shen Zhifeng was surprised that he would say such words boldly, but when he saw Mrs. Jiang's appearance, he wanted to refuse and welcome him. When he thought that she was Han Rou's handkerchief, he couldn't suppress his evil thoughts in his heart.

Mrs. Jiang has never had such close contact with men, nor has she been so teased like this. She was also blushed and her heartbeats like a drumbeat.

The two of them pulled and pulled, and before they knew it, it turned out that Shen Zhifeng was holding Mrs. Jiang Hou and rubbing and coaxing her in her arms, helping her relieve the depression in her chest.

Mrs. Jiang's voice gradually became softer. When she heard the depressing and refreshing hum, it seemed that the treatment effect was good.

Only Han Yu had a dark face outside the window.

It’s really bad luck. He’s so bad. He can’t even eat today.

The atmosphere inside the house was getting hotter and hotter, and the two of them were even more inseparable from kissing each other.

Mrs. Jiang looked at the man in the foreword. This person was Han Rou's husband, but at this moment he was confused about himself, seeing what Han Rou had to be proud of in front of him.

For a moment, Shen Zhifeng and Mrs. Jiang Hou both had ulterior motives, but they were also turtles and mung beans, and they fell in love with each other.

Han Yu couldn't listen and was about to leave to report to Chen Qingyun, but he felt someone approaching and hurriedly hid in the bushes behind, covering his body.

When I looked at it, I turned out to be thoughtful.
Chapter completed!