MTL - Shock! The Real Daughter Made the Transmigrator Girl Cry-Chapter 14 come for trouble

  Chapter 14 Looking for Trouble

  What is he doing here...

   Not only Jiang Changning, Jiang's mother was also a little puzzled. But people are coming, so we can't drive him out.

   Not only can't catch up, but also serve delicious food and drink.

  Mother Jiang quickly combed her hair again and changed her clothes. Surrounded by maids and women, she came to the flower hall in a mighty manner.

  Qin Huaisu was dressed in red. He was handsome and flirtatious. All the little girls standing behind were blushing with embarrassment.

   "I don't know that the prince is here, but I feel lost and welcome, so I ask the prince to make amends." In order to cover up the sickness, Jiang's mother even put on some powder.

  Qin Huaisu didn't speak, he sat lazily on the teacher's chair, his eyes glanced at Mother Jiang and everyone.

   But after looking around, he couldn't find that familiar figure.

  Qin Huaisu couldn't help sneering, his eyes darkened for a moment.

   "What is the lord looking for?" Being left out by Qin Huaisu, Jiang's mother was a little confused. She didn't dare to show her anger, so she smiled awkwardly while holding a cup of tea.

   "Look for the owner...Isn't the king coming to return the thing to find the owner first?" Qin Huaisu took out an object from his arms and threw it on the table with a "snap".

  It was a small sachet, the color of moon white, with a vivid little rabbit embroidered on it.

   It looks like it was made by a woman.

  The most terrible thing is that a small **** is embroidered with light yellow needlework on the hydrangea held by the rabbit.

   This is not looking for the owner, but looking for trouble.

  Jiang's mother can still hold her breath, no matter what is going on in her heart, she can still keep her face steady.

She took a sip of tea in the old god's presence before she smiled and said, "My lord is joking. The girls of my Jiang family have always followed the rules and behaved cautiously. They don't even step out of the door. They don't even go out of the house very often. How can they do it?" Lost the sachet?" Mother Jiang looked at Qin Huaisu and smiled very kindly: "In the capital, there are many women surnamed Jiang, did the prince make a mistake?"

   "Is it really not from your family?" If it was in the past, who would dare to refute his face like this, and he would lose his skin if he didn't die.

   But the woman in front of me is not good, her old arms and legs can't stand the toss.

  Qin Huaisu thought of Jiang Changning staring fiercely at him.

   Tsk, difficult.

  Qin Huaisu's eyes were like heavy stones, and Mother Jiang couldn't lift her head under the pressure. The palms of her hands holding the teacup were sweaty, but she had to force herself to answer: "Go back to the prince, no."

   There are three girls in the Jiang family.

  The eldest girl Jiang Changning has read poetry and books, is strict with herself and has the demeanor of an elder sister.

  The second girl, Jiang Luo, has a lively and cheerful personality. Although she is usually a little delicate, she is also very cute.

  The third girl, Jiang Changyuan, was born in a concubine's room. She has a somewhat introverted personality, but she has a kind heart and can cook well.

  These three girls have all reached the age of marriageability. Mother Jiang dare not admit that the personal sachet fell into the hands of a foreigner.

  No matter which one it is, it will be a disaster for her if Mother Jiang admits it, and other girls will also be implicated.

  Although Qin Huaisu is noble, but he is cruel by nature, he is really not a good son-in-law.

  Qin Huaisu was not a good-tempered master at all, seeing that Mother Jiang was really unwilling to cooperate, he couldn't help losing his patience.

  He came here for Jiang Changning, but now he had a half-talk with a well-painted old woman and drank a bowl of tea. It was already the sun coming out from the west.

   After all, he is someone who doesn't even give the emperor face.

  Qin Huaisu tapped the little **** character with his fingertips, and he smiled with an unspeakable evil spirit: "It seems that the king really made a mistake."

   "Forget it, then I will ask a few more. After all, the Liuyun brocade used in this kit is considered a rare item. You can always ask."

  After speaking, Qin Huaisu got up and wanted to leave.

   "Your Majesty, stop!" Mother Jiang couldn't sit still anymore, the Liuyun brocade was awarded by the empress and empress at the palace banquet under the watchful eyes of everyone.

   At that time, all the noble ladies and wives almost turned red with jealousy.

   Those with sharp eyesight will naturally recognize where the cloth for the kit comes from. Originally, Jiang's mother was still lucky and planned to die, but Qin Huaisu, who once thought it seemed absurd, was not so easy to fool.

  If Qin Huaisu was really allowed to run from family to family with a sachet, the reputation of the girls in the Jiang family would be ruined.

  The mouths of those gossiping women are poisonous to death.

   Rather than annihilating the whole army, it is better to choose one.

   Now that Qin Huaisu sent the item himself, there is still room for discussion.

   "I'm getting old and dizzy, I was wrong just now." Mother Jiang's cheeks were hot, knowing that Qin Huaisu knew it well and had to do all the tricks.

   "May I ask where the prince got this sachet?"

   "Of course it's from the girl." No matter how you look at it, Qin Huaisu laughed so hard that it made my heart shudder.

  Girl sent it? Who sent it? Mother Jiang almost couldn't help asking someone to see the guests off.

  Girl sent you to my house to find the owner who took so much trouble to find? Can you be any more shameless?

  Her jaw trembled and she felt bitterness in her mouth: "Thank you, my lord, for sending this sachet back to the mansion. If it is left outside, the consequences will be unimaginable. The benevolence of the lord's house is admirable to me."

  Qin Huaisu was noncommittal, he sat on the chair in a stately manner, resting his head on his hands, he didn't know what he was thinking.

  Mother Jiang was restless and her fingertips were tingling. She suddenly regretted saying something to let Qin Huaisu stay.

   At worst, what if you refuse to admit it? When the limelight passes, it may not be impossible to find a good marriage.

   If you don’t call yourself now, it’s too late to say anything.

   Mother Jiang's heart seemed to be roasted on the fire, regretful and anxious, but there was no way. He could only hold the teacup without speaking, praying in his heart that Qin Huaisu, the **** of plague, would be sensible and leave quickly.

  But Qin Huaisu was rebellious by nature, and went his own way. And how would they know how to write the word "knowledge fun".

   Neither of them spoke, and there was a moment of silence.

  886 stretched his waist, gloated at Qin Huaisu who was indirectly sitting on the bench: [If I had to say, just call out the little beauty, why talk so much nonsense with that old woman, brother, this is not like you. ]

  Qin Huaisu replied coldly: "Shut up."

  The two of them sat down and drank a pot of tea. Mother Jiang burped with the smell of tea, and she had a new understanding of Qin Huaisu's thick skin in her heart.

  Looking at the sky before sitting down, I'm afraid Qin Huaisu will have to stay in the mansion for dinner. Mother Jiang sighed secretly, and she nodded to the maid behind her in frustration: "Go and call the eldest girl out."

  Jiang Luo has a pure personality, and Qin Huaisu looks too deceptive to come.

  Jiang Changyuan is relatively dull and can't get on the stage.

  Only Jiang Changning, she has a marriage contract, and an honest gentleman knows not to do what others like.

  Mother Jiang thought for a while and only felt that Jiang Changning was suitable, but when she raised her eyes and saw the empty teapot, she was a little uncertain.

   While hesitating, the little maid who had just run out came back with a flustered expression: "Second Miss is here."

  (end of this chapter)