This famous King of Hell, the wife of Zhenguo had to let him go and told Jiang Zhenchuan to take good care of the Regent, so they let them go.

In front of the Regent, Jiang Zhenchuan, the master, also seemed a little restrained.

The three of them walked together, and the atmosphere was so awkward.

The Regent was originally a person who didn't like to talk much, so from the backyard of the General's Mansion to the front yard, the Regent had not said a word after that except for a few words to say hello to the two at the beginning.

Chen Yuntang sometimes talks a lot, but when she faces the Regent, she is sorry, she has not overcome the psychological barrier and can't say a word.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhenchuan paid attention to Chen Yuntang's expression all the way. Seeing her pale face, he was very worried and asked about her well-being from time to time.

Chen Yuntang finally reached the screen wall behind the gate of the General's Mansion. She hurriedly said to Jiang Zhenchuan: "Brother Jiang, thank you for your hospitality today. I will come to entertain you another day. There are still many chores at home, so I will leave first."

After saying that, he saluted respectfully to the Regent again.

Just as Shen Yuntang was about to turn around, he was suddenly stopped by Jiang Zhenchuan, "Atang, wait, I'll ask the housekeeper to bring a few pots of chrysanthemums back to you for fun."

Chen Yuntang really wanted to touch her face and asked, "Brother, why haven't you forgotten the chrysanthemum?"

The personal soldiers of the General's Mansion were quite fast, and they loaded the juicy flowers into the car in a quarter of an hour.

Chen Yuntang was still there, so he quickly applied oil to the soles of his feet and escaped.

Chen Yuntang left the gate of the General's Mansion and saw Chen Shao standing beside the carriage with the guards in the mansion and Wing Chun.

She walked a few steps to the carriage. When Wing Chun saw her pale and ugly face, she was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"Criminal, what's wrong? Why is his face so ugly?"

"Let's not talk about it now, let's get in the car and go home!"

Wing Chun looked back at Chen Shao, and hurriedly helped Chen Yuntang step onto the carriage on the wooden bench.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted up and put down, and Wing Chun also entered the carriage.

In the distance, the Regent stared at the slightly shaking curtain of the car, and felt even more contemptuous.

It’s fine if this child is weak and sick, but he doesn’t look like a man. He actually takes a maid who serves him when he goes out!

Look at the maid, I’m afraid it’s not a family!

When will the family rules of the Yongxing Marquis’ Mansion be so broken?

At this time, if Eunuch Wei, who was beside His Highness Regent, knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be extremely shocked.

In this whole Yanjing, the noble man who has no room to serve is probably your iron tree that has not bloomed for thousands of years. Not to mention a noble man, even a rich family who is a little rich, would want to ask his concubine to go back and add color.

Let’s talk about Jiang Zhenchuan, the marquis of the town, who also has one or two rooms...

The Regent was in a bad mood and naturally had to find fault. He gave an order to the guard beside him, and the guard immediately took the order and got on his horse and chased the carriage of the Yongxing Marquis' Mansion.

Chen Yuntang had just gotten on the carriage, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Chen Shao's voice sounded outside the carriage.

"Criminal Prince, His Highness the Regent's people come to you."

Chen Yuntang's heart skipped a beat, and the spit that had just surged up was immediately scared back.

"What's up?"

Chen Shao, the monkey-like monk, was also confused this time. "He asked me to report to the prince that His Highness the Regent wanted to go back to see two pots of chrysanthemums from the prince, but I don't know if the prince is willing to give up."

When Chen Yuntang heard that this was the case, he immediately asked Chen Shao to take someone to hand over all the chrysanthemums given by Jiang Zhenchuan to the living King of Hell.

The Regent's guards will come back soon to report.

"The child has sent all the chrysanthemums?"

"Yes, Your Highness, Prince Yongxing, did not leave a basin, and gave it to Your Highness."

"Hmph, this child is cognizable! Take them back to the mansion!"

"yes!"

So this time, on the way to Prince Rui's Mansion, the entire guard team could feel the good mood of His Highness as if he was bathed in spring breeze.

But the guards who were asking for chrysanthemums were so careful about these pots of chrysanthemums that they did not dare to neglect them. They also went to the carriage and horses to find the best handlebars and personally escorted several plates of chrysanthemums to the Rui Palace safely.

As soon as Juhua arrived at Prince Rui's Mansion, Eunuch Wei and a few eunuchs quickly moved to His Highness the Regent's study.

In the following days, when His Highness the Regent came back, he always had to appreciate the red, yellow, white and green pots of cosmos first, and then he would go to work.

So, within three days, almost everyone in Yanjing City knew that the Regent Aiju was known.

In order to flatter this man, some people also wrote a poem "The Regent Loves Chrysanthemums", comparing the Regent to chrysanthemums, fresh and noble, proud of the autumn wind, and a model of chrysanthemums!

Then someone tried every means to stuff chrysanthemums into the Rui Palace, and the potted plants in the Rui Palace were replaced with various graceful chrysanthemums overnight, making people feel like they were entering a cemetery as soon as they entered the Rui Palace...

When Shen Yuntang heard the news at the Yongxing Marquis' Mansion, she was trembling on the bed with a smile.

October 20th, the grand dynasty meeting.

At this time, it had been ten days since the death of Marquis Li Yongxing.

The autumn is thick and the fog is thick, and the weather is getting colder. This year, the winter in Yanjing City seems to have come earlier. Nowadays, the temperature and charcoal basins are an indispensable necessity for every household.

Shen Yuntang got up very early today and went to the study after breakfast.

After reading the account book, she got up and walked in the study room, then stood by the study window, looking at the lush holly tree next to the patio.

That day, Shen Yuntang vomited so much that the sky was dark when she came back from the General's Mansion, and then she had a high fever at night. Wing Chun was familiar with the art of Qihuang. After taking Shen Yuntang's pulse, she realized that it was caused by diet.

Shen Yuntang had a bad foundation, so he lay on the bed for several days. It was not until yesterday that he recovered his energy and began to deal with the affairs of the mansion.

The small garden in the distance has withered in the rustling autumn. Shen Yuntang took a deep breath, wondering if the wife of the Grand Chapel can be achieved today.

Whether she can inherit the title and official position in the future is now reported by Mrs. Zhenguo.

Bai Mei came in with a teacup and saw the master standing by the wide open window, and the entire study was not warm at all.

She quickly put down the teacup, took off the cloak from the clothes hanger next to it and put it on Shen Yuntang, "Criminal, you are cured of your illness. You can't blow the cold wind again. Let's have a cup of tea to warm up first."

As he said that, he helped Shen Yuntang close the window.

Shen Yuntang smiled helplessly and shook his head, jokingly: "Bai Mei, you are becoming more and more like a housekeeper."

"Criminal, you will destroy your slaves."

While the master was drinking tea, Bai Mei moved the charcoal basin to the master's feet, and then found a few pieces of carbon in a wooden cabinet in the study and added it to the charcoal basin.

Shen Yuntang was drinking tea while watching Bai Mei work.
Chapter completed!