My husband is a traitor

Chapter 128 blame, look up
Small kitchen.

"Miss, it's very dangerous for you to go out this time?" Xiaoqiao added firewood to the stove while looking at Jiang Linlang who was kneading flour. She always felt that Miss had changed a lot after returning this trip. Can't help but ask a sentence.

Jiang Linlang was kneading the dough, and raised her hand with her wrist to brush off a strand of hair that always clung to her cheeks, rubbing the flour onto her cheeks at once.

Hearing the words, "Ah", and then avoiding the seriousness, he said lightly, "There must be dangers, but you see that I am standing here, isn't it just to save the day?"

Seeing her disapproving look, Xiaoqiao slightly squeezed the firewood in his hand, and the light of the fire danced against the dots of light in her eyes.

"Then...Miss, you can obviously live a simpler and happier life, why do you have to get involved in these things that have nothing to do with you?"

Xiaoqiao's voice was very soft, and at first he heard nothing, so Jiang Linlang lowered her head and kneaded the flour, and replied briskly, "It's not irrelevant, both prosperity and loss, I am Mrs. Rong now, and His Royal Highness Xiao Wang helped I……"

"Mrs. Rong?" The sound of firewood falling to the ground startled Jiang Linlang, who was immersed in the kneading. When she raised her eyes, she saw Xiaoqiao's face, which was illuminated by the fire, which was somewhat indescribable. In those eyes, there was A little disappointed and a little excited, "Miss, have you forgotten that you are the daughter of a great general, and your mother is a descendant of a famous family... And you, the burden on you belongs to the Jiang family, and it is your parents' blood feud! You How can you call yourself Mrs. Rong?"

How can it be!
Her young lady is supposed to be the most honorable status in this world. A princess is not as honorable as her status. How can she treat herself as a treacherous wife because of the emperor's marriage letter? !
Xiaoqiao has always spoken calmly and calmly, even if he occasionally preaches, he speaks earnestly and sincerely, but like now, his tone is almost hysterical...

This was the first time seeing Jiang Linlang.

She froze for a moment, stopped the movement of her hands, and suddenly didn't know how to speak.

As far as she is concerned, the pain of being overwhelmed is actually not that deep... She is just a foreigner, but she has to shoulder these responsibilities. Although she feels heavy, she does not escape.

But for Xiaoqiao...

The Jiang family was her childhood home, and her parents also disappeared along with the Jiang family.She seemed to have forgotten that Xiaoqiao just didn't talk about it, but she always remembered and brooded about the death of her parents.

Perhaps, when she was talking about taking responsibility and finding out the real culprit for Yueniang and the others, she smiled at Rong Jue's behavior, in Xiaoqiao's view, it was really ungrateful, unrighteous and unfilial Bar.

"I..." opened her lips, but her voice was slightly hoarse. Jiang Linlang was a little at a loss. She insisted on herself with a clear conscience in front of her senior sister and master, but in front of Jiang's family...she could never be confident.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head, clasped her hands slightly, looked at her toes, and lowered her voice, "I'm sorry."

Xiaoqiao's complexion also changed several times, and she finally turned her head away, her eyes were red, she raised her hand and wiped her eyes hard.

"Miss, you shouldn't tell me you're sorry, and you didn't say sorry to me. I'm just your maid, so I'm not qualified to say anything about you. But I really can't stand it—you can like anyone, but you can't like Rong Jue! He will kill you!"

Squatting down deeply, Xiaoqiao covered his face, and calmed down for a while before getting up, "I'm sorry, miss, this servant is overstepping... this servant is not feeling well, please go back to your room first..."

After finishing speaking, he squatted down and saluted, then rushed out quickly.

Jiang Linlang was left looking down at the dough in front of him, sighing helplessly.

In the evening, Jiang Linlang knocked on Xiaoqiao's door, "Xiaoqiao, you haven't eaten much all day, I cooked you some porridge..."

It was very quiet inside, except for the occasional "puff" sound of the candle, there was no response.

Jiang Linlang's hands froze and slipped, "Then remember to come out and eat something if you're hungry. It's snowing and cold today, so wear an extra layer when you go out."

After finishing speaking, he walked slowly towards his own room with his head downcast.

The snow fell heavily in the evening, Jiang Linlang rubbed her hands, turned around, and walked to Rong Jue's yard.

Looking up, snowflakes are falling, and the dark sky is also dyed a little white.

After a while, a red umbrella appeared above his head, covering the snow curtain.

"Does it look good?" The cold voice sounded without emotion.

Jiang Linlang was startled, turned sideways, and looked at the man standing beside him holding a red umbrella.

"Didn't you enter the palace?" She squeezed a smile, but failed, and said in a low mood and had nothing to say.

The emperor called him into the palace, and he only came back at night after he left.Rong Jue went directly back to the house to rest, but when he reached the gate of the yard, he saw her standing stupidly in the middle of the yard, looking up at the sky, letting the snow fall all over her body.

It was rare for her to be downcast, but he answered this kind of unnutritive question for the first time, "The emperor is not in good health, and he lost his temper. He sent me into the palace just to take the opportunity to make trouble."

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, the sullen woman immediately asked nervously, "Did that make things difficult for you?"

As he spoke, he pulled the extension of his cloak, looked at it carefully, and when he wanted to reach out to lift the cloak to look at his buttocks, Rong Jue slapped his hand away with a dark face.

"Hit me, he doesn't dare to hit me now." Pushing Jiang Linlang, motioned her to go forward, and said flatly as she walked towards his bedroom.

Don't dare now...

That's what happened before?
Jiang Linlang bit her lip slightly, feeling uncomfortable.But when she thought about something, she couldn't help covering the hand holding the umbrella. The tentacles were indeed cold, and she didn't care, so she just covered it.

With a little pleading in his eyes, he said, "I want to look up ten years ago... about my father's expedition. Do you know where there are related records?"

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Rong Jue quietly moved the umbrella towards her, and said in an unclear tone, "You want me to help you find out what happened back then?"

"I..." Jiang Linlang wanted to say yes, but when she thought of Xiaoqiao, she didn't know whether she should say that. Xiaoqiao was eager to understand the truth of the year, and with her ability, there was no one in the imperial capital who could be trusted. Or someone who helped her.

Only seeking Rong Jue is the fastest and most effective way, but she doesn't know if Rong Jue will help her without any distractions in this matter.

"Actually, it doesn't make much difference whether you investigate your father's affairs or not." Rong Jue entered the room, put away his umbrella, put it aside, then took off his cloak and hung it up.He was still wearing a purple official uniform, and he looked at Jiang Linlang, whose expression was changing, "Although I hadn't entered the officialdom ten years ago, the things that were recorded were almost impossible to check. , and you know who it is."

(End of this chapter)