Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 15

The hands in Li Wanjin's sleeves were clenched into fists, and the palms were covered with cold sweat.

Among the children of the aristocratic family, he can be regarded as one who can be ranked high, in terms of knowledge and appearance.But all of these, as long as they were compared in front of Chu Jinyu, all of them looked like clowns, feeling ashamed.

For the rest of my life, I can't wait to see him again, don't want to stand with him...

……

When Chu Jinyu came in, Bu Youran was still standing on the left side of the courtyard entrance, with big eyes facing small eyes, and the two just looked at each other like this.

for a long time……

Bu Youran coughed, "I swear I didn't eavesdrop on your conversation on purpose!"

"Yeah!" He pulled the corner of his mouth, his eyes still fixed on her face.

um, what do you mean?Believe it or not?

Bu Youran moved two steps out, hoping to see if the person at the door had gone far, so she could go back quickly.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to raise her foot, "Don't look, he hasn't left!" Chu Jinyu slammed her from above her head.

"Didn't leave? Then what is he doing there?" Bu Youran was puzzled.

"I guess... I'm struggling..." He looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and walked towards the main room, "It's just in time, the cook just delivered the food, do you want to use it together?"

"No need... I think he will leave soon..." He said so, but his feet followed him in like dogs.

The result is that today's dishes basically don't need to be brushed...

Bu Youran looked outside and it was still early, and planned to chat with the child in front of him for five yuan.

"I'm begging you, why don't you save face?" Bu Youran persuaded with 'kindness', "At any rate, I'm also the son of the Right Prime Minister."

Bu Youran also learned from those talkative maids in the past few days that in this great dynasty, there were two Prime Ministers, one on the left and one on the right. It is the queen mother, and the right minister is the current emperor.

But the present day is neither immature nor powerless. Judging from the TV dramas Bu Youran has watched and the laws of history, this battle without gunpowder will naturally end with the victory of the rightists.

Those who follow an old woman who is over half a century old must be those old ministers who are pedantic and self-confident, while the emperor's subordinates must reuse those young people who are young, vigorous, courageous, and resourceful.

Bu Youran couldn't help feeling that this old lady was really looking for trouble... She was full...

Bu Youran was thinking wildly while drinking tea, and when she raised her head, meeting Chu Jinyu's cold eyes, her heart felt inexplicably empty.

She just... seems to have some power...

Bu Youran put down the teacup, "Well... it seems like it's about time, I should get up and go back to have a look." At this time, Bu Youran still carefully said, "Your servant!"

(End of this chapter)