Although Jiang Yu has the position of the young mansion and is already among the nine ministers, he has not had his own mansion.

He has been living in Bo Mansion to manage affairs.

When the New Year was busy, he lived in the Shaofu Department in the palace for a while.

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao lived in the palace as the empress dowager ordered, and he stayed in the Shaofu Department.

The New Year is approaching, and Jiang Yu has been tired for a day and comes to the side hall of the Empress Dowager's bedroom with her midnight snack.

"Look at this house?"

Bo Langjun put the pattern of Feng Yuexun's house on several cases.

Jiang Yu put a bowl of mutton fat soup in front of Bo Langjun and placed it, then picked up the pattern of the house and looked at it.

"The pavilions and towers are well arranged, and the rockery and water pavilions are well matched. It is a good house!"

Jiang Yu used to find a house for Bo Langjun, and he had seen a lot of them. In comparison, he thought this house was very good.

"It's just a little farther from the palace!"

Bo Langjun picked up a spoonful of white jade soup and sucked a spoonful in his mouth and savored it carefully. The mutton fat soup cake was delicate in the mouth, which was very suitable for his taste.

"It's only a stick of incense to ride a carriage, and it's not too far."

Jiang Yu thought Bo Langjun wanted to change his house.

"Well! That's right! If you ride a horse, it might be faster! Since you like it, even if I give you a wedding gift!"

Bo Langjun's words shocked Jiang Yu. He was stunned and hurriedly bowed and refused:

"It's not possible! Jiang Yu can't afford it!"

"You have followed me for many years and do your best to do your best to do my job. How can a house be defeated? Tomorrow you will go and buy it together with Feng Yue and then see if there is any place that needs repair!"

Bo Langjun's words made Jiang Yu unable to refuse any more, and could only thank his master for his kindness.

Luo Jiaojiao chatted with the empress dowager in the main hall, which made the empress dowager laugh until it was dark. She did not return to the side hall.

"Tomorrow, follow me to Shangyi Bureau to see how the wedding dresses of Jiang Yu and Jia Qinghuan are sewn!"

Bo Langjun gently took off the lid of Luo Jiaojiao's bowl of mutton fat soup and handed the spoon of jade soup to her hand.

"Why choose him to marry when he is busy?"

Luo Jiaojiao asked Bo Langjun in confusion.

"Do you remember his first marriage?"

Bo Langjun asked, hugging Luo Jiaojiao's shoulders.

Luo Jiaojiao's spoon stopped at her lips. How could she forget the miserable scene?

"Is Mr. Lang afraid that Zhao Qi will recover and make trouble?"

Luo Jiaojiao put down the spoon and bit her lip.

"Yes! Zhao Qi is too busy to take care of himself now and can no longer cause trouble. I just want Jiang Yu's marriage to go smoothly."

Bo Langjun raised his eyebrows, gently pressed Luo Jiaojiao's shoulder and stood up and went into the inner room to rest.

The mutton fat soup in the white jade bowl was already cold, but the greedy Luo Jiaojiao did not take a single bite.

The past is vivid in my mind, which makes her sigh.

"Stop!"

Bo Langjun's voice came from the inner room, which made Luo Jiaojiao come back to her senses from the sadness of the past.

There is a fire wall in the side hall, and the hall is not cold, but Luo Jiaojiao feels her hands and feet are a little cold.

It gently turned off the candle and walked into the inner room.

Luo Jiaojiao sat in front of the dressing mirror for a while before she took off her hair, took off her coat and went to bed.

The little husband lay on his back and closed his eyes lightly.

Luo Jiaojiao pulled the quilt for him, then lay gently beside him.

"If you don't cover the quilt, you will catch a cold!"

Bo Langjun turned sideways and put a quilt on Luo Jiaojiao.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Bo Langjun held Luo Jiaojiao's little hand in one hand and covered her forehead with the other hand.

"I'm fine!"

A warm feeling surged in Luo Jiaojiao's heart, and sleepiness also followed.

Bo Langjun hugged Luo Jiaojiao in his arms and warmed her hands and feet with her body.

Luo Jiaojiao fell asleep deeply.

Luo Jiaojiao dreamed of that terrible scene again, but this time the bride's face was Jia Qinghuan's!

"ah!"

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly woke up from the nightmare and broke out in cold sweat.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Bo Langjun got out of bed and looked for a towel and handkerchief to wipe the sweat on Luo Jiaojiao's forehead.

"I dreamed that Jia Qinghuan died in Jiang Yu's arms!"

Luo Jiaojiao held Bo Langjun's hand with lingering fear.

"It's just a dream. I promise you that the past will not happen again!"

Bo Langjun went to bed again and hugged Luo Jiaojiao to comfort her.

Jiang Yu's wedding banquet was very pompous. During the wedding, Bo Langjun and his wife followed each other in a carriage, and the hidden guard Luan Chong was also ordered to take people to protect each other secretly.

The bride got on the carriage, and Jiang Yu, who was riding on the horse, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Grand Tutor Jia would make things difficult for him!

If Bo Langjun and his wife did not come, Grand Tutor Jia would not have allowed Jiang Yushun to marry his sister so easily.

"Jiang Yu is really heroic today!"

Luo Jiaojiao kept sticking her head out of the car window and watching.

"The bride is beautiful, too, isn't it?"

Bo Langjun is still very satisfied with Jia Qinghuan!

Jiang Yu is really lucky! If Jia Qinghuan hadn't looked down on the children of officials, at her age, she would probably have a lot of children.

"It's pretty good!"

Luo Jiaojiao is a woman after all, and she felt a little sad when she heard her husband praise other women.

She put down the small car window, pouted with her round lips and lowered her head to fiddling with her little hands.

When Bo Langjun saw this, he smiled slightly and said:

"Jealous?"

“Where is it?”

Luo Jiaojiao sniffed and leaned her head against Bo Langjun's shoulder.

"Puff!"

"Murdered!"

The carriage suddenly stopped and a terror sounded outside the carriage.

Luo Jiaojiao quickly lifted the curtain and looked out.

The people who were watching the wedding brides were hiding on the street. Two people were lying on the ground, their necks had been cut by sharp blades, and a large pool of blood was flowing under them.

"Master! These two people fired darts at our two carriages, and I don't know who knocked them away! The people were also killed by them!"

Feng Yue got out of the car and checked the body, and then reported what he saw to Bo Langjun.

"Let the wedding team continue to move forward, don't miss the time!"

Bo Langjun didn't seem surprised at all.

"It was my husband who sent someone to secretly protect it!"

Luo Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at Bo Langjun who was still sitting upright and asked.

Bo Langjun just closed his eyes and did not answer Luo Jiaojiao's question.

"I know if you don't say it."

Luo Jiaojiao muttered in a low voice.

"I said that things in the past will not happen to him again!"
To be continued...