The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 569 Extra Thank You Banquet (36)

In just a short period of time, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were amazed at the young lady's ability to make trouble.

Despite Jiang Wantang's arrogance, there was no gossip about him in the capital.

Occasionally, rumors would arise, but they would disappear in an instant.

For example, the wife of the Minister of Rites just mentioned at a tea party that "the young lady of the Yong'an Marquisate is domineering," and the next day her husband was transferred to a sinecure.

A lady from Beijing secretly mocked Jiang Wantang in a poetry club for being from the countryside and illiterate. Within three days, evidence of her father's corruption appeared before the emperor, and the whole family was exiled to Lingnan to open up wasteland.

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It was a beautiful spring day, and the crabapple trees in the Yong'an Marquis Mansion were in full bloom, looking like clouds and brocade.

Xie Zhiyan and Zhao Yi sat in the pavilion in the courtyard drinking tea and playing chess.

Warm sunlight filtered through the gaps between the double-petaled crabapple trees, casting tiny specks of light on the jade chessboard...

Xie Zhiyan held the black piece in his hand and dropped it on the chessboard with a "pa". The gold pattern on the cuffs of his dark purple brocade robe was faintly visible with his movements.

Sitting opposite him, Zhao Yi, dressed in a blue brocade robe, held the teacup in his hand, blew away the floating leaves, and took a sip gently. However, when he raised his eyes, he looked at the colorful crabapple flowers blooming in the yard...

He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered the three big characters "Haitangyuan" on the plaque he saw when he entered the courtyard, as well as the large peach orchard in the backyard.

Zhao Yi had been to the Yong'an Marquis Mansion many times in the past, so he knew better than anyone what Xie Zhiyan's courtyard looked like in the past.

Before the wedding, it was called "Qingsong Courtyard". There were only a few cedar trees planted in the huge courtyard, nothing like the flowers and plants that fill the yard now.

When he came here today, he almost thought he had taken the wrong path.

Zhao Yi smiled playfully, put down the teacup in his hand, and shook the tea soup slightly: "It is said in the capital that the spring flowers are in full bloom, but the crabapple trees in Yong'an Marquis Mansion are the most delicate..."

"It seems the rumors are true."

"But, I didn't expect that even a thousand-year-old iron tree like you, Ah Yan, would bloom with such pink flowers."

After saying that, he raised his hand, picked up a white piece and placed it on the chessboard.

Zhao Yi's words were full of double entendre and irony.

Xie Zhiyan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and with his cold, jade-white fingertips, he tapped the black chess piece lightly on the jade chess pot. His smiling eyes looked at a crimson figure in the distance without blinking.

It was Jiang Wantang who was picking flowers with Yun Shang in the yard and preparing to learn how to make flower cakes.

She was seen carrying a small bamboo basket as she weaved beneath the crabapple trees, her crimson skirt sweeping across the vibrant spring scenery. She was about to tiptoe to reach a high branch, the golden hairpins in her hair swaying gently with her movements, gleaming with tiny golden rays in the sunlight...

Xie Zhiyan's mind and eyes were filled with Jiang Wantang, his gaze seemed to be glued to the beautiful figure among the flowers, and he didn't care at all what Zhao Yi in front of him was saying.

As I was looking, I forgot to put down the black dot on my fingertips...

Zhao Yi followed his gaze and was speechless.

I am really speechless, so speechless that I want to roll my eyes.

"Ayan!" Zhao Yi tapped the chessboard with his fingers. "We're playing chess, so be serious..."

However, at this moment, Yun Shang picked two pink crabapple flowers and pinned them on Jiang Wantang's high bun...

In an instant, it seemed as if all the spring scenery in the yard had lost its color, and only the stunning woman with flowers in her hair monopolized this spring scenery.

"Yeah." Xie Zhiyan responded casually, and put Heizi down without even looking at him. His deep eyes were full of burning tenderness.

That gentle and doting look didn't even remotely resemble the cruelest official of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

Zhao Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore, put the teacup down heavily, and said angrily: "Thank you for the banquet!"

"I say, could you please tone it down a bit?"

"In just a cup of tea, you stared at her no less than a hundred times, your mouth almost stretched to the sky, and your eyes couldn't wait to be glued to her..."

Xie Zhiyan came back to his senses and looked at him, with a nonchalant smile on his face, and his arrogant eyes seemed to say: So what, I'm looking at my own wife!

Zhao Yi was almost laughing...

"Ever since you got married, you've never been to my Xunyuelou to drink. It's fine, but I heard that now, apart from attending court, you're busy handling official business at home every day..."

"I didn't believe it at first. How could you, someone who wishes every day to live in the Dali Temple, not go?"

"After seeing you today, my eyes have been opened!"

"Your ten-thousand-year-old iron tree usually doesn't bloom, but now it blooms like it's possessed."

"Besides her rather over-the-top looks, this Second Miss Jiang is always acting like a jerk. What's so good about her?"

"Why do you get so obsessed with it?"

"With your status and position, I'm not someone who cares about beauty, am I?"

The more Zhao Yi spoke, the more confused he became: "Also, I heard that you even transferred her brother Jiang Huaizhou to the Dali Temple..."

Xie Zhiyan raised the corner of his lips and looked at him with a half-smile: "It seems that you have heard a lot."

Zhao Yi raised his head proudly: "Nonsense! I haven't run Xunhuanlou for nothing all these years."

Xie Zhiyan smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Zhao Yi couldn't tell what he was thinking and said anxiously, "Ayan, tell me the truth, what kind of magic potion did this Second Miss Jiang give you, or did you dig up her ancestral grave in your past life?"

"Otherwise, why do you pamper her so much, indulge her, and let her do whatever she wants?"

"do?"

Xie Zhiyan raised an eyebrow, put down the teacup in his hand, and said disapprovingly: "That's because you don't understand her."

"The 'heaven and earth' you see is what I dream of."

“Not at all…”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Jiang Wantang in the distance again, watching the latter picking flowers with infinite tenderness and doting.

He said: "Actually, I'm just an insecure little fox..."

"He's clearly a fox, but he's trying to pretend to be a rabbit."

"After being discovered, he stretched out his little claws and bared his teeth, scratching you with his claws and throwing a tantrum..."

"Even when she's throwing a tantrum, she's acting like a spoiled brat, afraid it's all just a facade, testing my sincerity bit by bit..."

"That look of someone who seems arrogant but is actually waiting for someone to coax him makes people want to hug him."