The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort - 48. Father and second brother

In the flower hall, Xia Yan wears a lotus-colored satin short jacket, and a green Luo fan skirt on her lower body, which makes her waist unbearable. Although she is the mother of two children, she still looks like a Fangling woman. The skin is full of water and moisturized, slightly modified, and the hair accessories are mainly beautiful. In front of the concubine in a room, it looks like a slim lotus, plus the light bookish air that it brings, which is really rare for a beautiful woman.

Jiang Quan’s eyes softened when he looked at her, only when he talked about your hard work, his eyes were full of affection and love. The second concubine on one side couldn’t see her eyebrows, and her well-groomed willow raised her eyebrows, deliberately softening her throat and said, “Master, finally welcoming you back.”

The second aunt is actually a beauty, but she is a little bit acrid in beauty, her face is thinner, she looks a bit mean, unlike Xia Yan’s gentle and affectionate. Moreover, this kind of melody seemed to be contrived, and Jiang Quan was a little impatient on his face, and he faintly responded. Seeing this, the second sister-in-law twisted her clothes a few times with her hands viciously.

The auntie wore a washed, whitish, moon-white dress, with a humble smile on her lips, quietly stepping aside. Compared to the two flower-like maids around Xia Yan, she looked like a second-class maid. Jiang Quan didn’t even glance at her, Jiang Susu stepped forward and smiled: “Daddy is back.”

Jiang Quan is not serious about smiling outside on weekdays, but he has never blackened his face in front of Jiang Susu. A smile appeared on his face. He reached out and touched her head: “I brought you some gadgets. I will teach you later. People are carried to your house.”

Envy flashed in the eyes of the second aunt on the side. The four daughters in Jiang’s mansion were the only ones waiting for this honor to be Jiang Susu.

Jiang Chao, who was talking to Mrs. Jiang, suddenly remembered something, and said: “Sister Ruan is back, why didn’t she see a figure.”

Jiang Susu’s smile stagnated, and Jiang Quan seemed to think of the general, his smile disappeared, and his brows frowned. Xia Yan smiled when he saw it, and when he was about to speak, he heard a soft female voice from the front of the hall: “Jiang Ruan has seen his father.”

Both Jiang Quan and Jiang Chao looked up, and they saw a girl in a big crimson stitch-embroidered jacket Yingying stepping forward. On her chest was a large flower embroidered with eight clusters of flowers, and her long hair was made of a five-color bead. The hairpin started. The service is simple but extremely gorgeous, but what is even more gorgeous is her face, white as snow, red lips like cherry blossoms, beautiful eyes flowing, it is countless affection, but from the corners of the raised eyes, there is a trace of if there is nothing. It’s cold, beautiful and calm, like fire and ice. If Jiang Susu is the only stunning beauty in the world, then the charming young girl in front of her is as stunning as there is no such beauty in the world.

She steadily stepped forward step by step, walking in a graceful manner, stopped in front of Jiang Quan, and said softly: “Father.”

Jiang Quan and Jiang Chao have both regained their senses. Both of them looked at the Jiang family who had just returned from Zhuangzi in disbelief. Compared with five years, Jiang Ruanru has changed people inside and out. There is no trace of the past outside. Especially the gaze that walked step by step just now, dimly can’t see clearly, just feels like someone outside the world, it makes people feel a little chilly. However, in front of her, she smiled cleverly again, as if the cold eyes just now were just an illusion.

Jiang Quan’s inquiring gaze fell on Jiang Ruan. He didn’t say anything. Jiang Ruan paused, then slowly raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Quan’s gaze.

The moment he saw him, Jiang Ruan was in a trance, and there was a trace of sadness or joy in his heart. Jiang Quan is still in his prime now, and he looks like a clear-cut literati. Jiang Ruan saw the last scene of Jiang Quan in his previous life. At that time, her biological father dragged her from the bedroom to the main hall so ruthlessly, and installed her in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty. She was prostrated on the ground and stared in disbelief for the crime of a country-damaging demon girl, in exchange for an indifferent and unrelenting look in his eyes. That kind of disdain, as if looking at a stained gaze in her life, made her cold as an ice cellar from the bottom of her heart.

Then she was imprisoned and tortured by Jiang Susu, which affected the Zhao family. In the prison, she heard that her father was promoted step by step. When he added his official robe, could he ever think about her blood on the official seal?

Jiang Quan is such a person. For Jiang Susu, for Jiang Chao, for Xia Yan, for himself, he took her, Zhao Mei, and the entire Zhao family as paving stones. In the past and present, does he treat them as real family members?

If she was just in despair when she was in prison in her previous life, now she will only hate when meeting her deceased again.

Hate, how can I not hate, being made by Jiang Susu can’t move, watching his young son being played by the power minister, who can understand this kind of heartfelt pain. I heard the news that my relatives were copying all the time, but I couldn’t ask for help. How to tell the grief and anger in it. Since hell does not accept people like her, teach her to return to the world, and prevent these individuals from also having a taste of how hell is and how willing it is. From the moment of rebirth, she had already abandoned all the family ties with Jiang Quan and had single-minded revenge.

Her eyes widened slightly, her misty eyes suddenly became clearer, and when she looked deeper, she was just a clear light, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, without any impurities. The voice of the person in front of him was soft as wind, and he called out again: “Father?”

Jiang Quan returned to his senses in a moment, his eldest daughter smiled brightly, but it was unreasonable to make people feel uneasy. He glanced at Jiang Ruan: “It’s fine when you come back.” There was no more expression.

So indifferent, the Forsythia and Bai Zhi behind the teacher were a little uneasy, Jiang Ruan suddenly didn’t realize it, and smiled at Jiang Chao on the side: “Second brother.”

Jiang Chao was still as he remembered, with a sunny and cheerful appearance. He scratched his head a little uneasy, and replied with a grin: “Sister Ruan.” There was a glimmer of unclear eyes in his eyes.

Xia Yan’s two children are both men wearing masks. After Jiang Xin’s death, this second brother treated her very well. Jiang Chao looked at him as a kind and upright temperament, and occasionally made some stupidity and suffered some losses. Anyone with such temperament would be willing to associate with her, especially Jiang Ruan, who lost Jiang Xinzhi, can also find the lost warmth from this second brother.

But in fact, this stupid and magnanimous young man finally married the jewel in the palm of the right hand. Since then, the right hand has become a member of the eight princes.

Now that I think about it, everything in the previous life is a phantom, but the impression of Jiang Chao stays in the previous life. He tried to use his beauty to become a bargaining chip in the officialdom, and finally entered the palace. This good brother also has a credit. I still remember his vowed guarantee: “Sister with such a natural beauty and national beauty, after entering the palace, she will surely be a favorite of the family. Such a splendid wealth and honor is the blessing of her sister.”