节奏大师电脑版

Chapter 432

Under the dim bean lamp, the woman\'s chin was as smooth as greasy jade, delicate and smooth, yet with a goddess-like glow.

Ye Zhuojiang said anxiously, "Ying, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don\'t beat around the bush like this. I\'m your uncle, will I not stand by your side?"

Gu Ying\'s long lashes fluttered lightly, her clear eyes glanced at the silent Su He.

"Su He, what about you?"

"I——"

"His Highness can\'t say either."

Su He still had considerations, "Sister-in-law, this——"

Gu Ying\'s eyes were determined and cold, "If you don\'t agree to help me, please get off the carriage."

Su He\'s lips were pressed into a straight line, and the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly solidified.

Gu Ying\'s expression was too serious, so much so that for a moment he was somewhat afraid to know the truth.

But he had also promised Du, that no matter what happened in Bianjing City, he had to take good care of his sister-in-law.

After a long time, Su He\'s throat tightened and he finally said, "Alright, I promise my sister-in-law."

Gu Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief, solemnly looking at the two men on either side, hesitated for a moment, lightly opened her rosy lips, "My relationship with Jiang Yin is really complicated, so I need you to help me deal with him together..."

Ye Zhuojiang and Su He were both surprised, and soon their faces became solemn.

...

The carriage returned to the Ye house again, and the night was already deep.

Gu Ying ignored everyone and went back to Qinghe Garden by herself.

Ye Zhuojiang still wanted to persuade her again, but was stopped by Su He, "Does Young Master Ye still not understand the sister-in-law? Once the sister-in-law has decided on something, no one except Du can change it."

Ye Zhuojiang scratched his head, "But Ying is not right about this. After all, Mrs. Lin is her mother-in-law. She has such a misunderstanding about her and that Jiang fellow, isn\'t she angry?"

Su He said decisively, "This can only mean that the sister-in-law is innocent."

Ye Zhuojiang\'s mouth twitched. He didn\'t speak for a while.

Of course he believed that Ying was innocent. He just hated Shen Ruxu\'s arrogance and unreasonable temper.

After all, the Ye family would never let the girls in the family be wronged.

Not to mention his uncle had specifically asked him to stay and protect Ying.

He could not let his uncle and father look down on him.

"Alright alright, I\'ll listen to Ying! Since Ying told me not to bother with the Shens for now, I\'ll let him off for now!" He looked very worried and couldn\'t help scratching his head, "I\'m just worried that Ying is bearing too much alone... From what she said, this Jiang Yin is a very difficult and cunning person to deal with. If we don\'t help her, she is still prepared to deal with him alone... This girl really... won\'t let me worry less."

These old-fashioned words that could only be heard from elders sounded so weird coming from the mouth of a youngster.

Su He only felt strange no matter how he listened.

"Why are you worrying so much?"

The youth\'s chin lifted, "Because I\'m her uncle!"

Su He chuckled, "An eighteen-year-old uncle?"

Ye Zhuojiang humphed, following behind Su He\'s butt, "What\'s wrong with being eighteen? Haven\'t you been eighteen before?"

Su He had his arms crossed behind his back and walked leisurely away from Qinghe Garden, "Come on, I\'ll take you to eat my favorite pancakes on Willow Lane when I was eighteen."

"Pancakes?!" The first time trying pancakes, the young man exclaimed, "Great! Great! Brother Su He, take me around Bianjing City more!"

After the two men left outside the door, Qinghe Garden finally became completely quiet.

Gu Ying sat calmly and composedly on the luohan bed by the bedside. In the center of the bed was a small square rosewood carved table.

On the table were writing brushes, ink, paper, inkstone and other items.

Yin Lan sized up her mistress nervously, not seeing any panic or fear on her mistress\'s face, and her inner worries gradually settled down as well.

Who is the mistress, still able to handle things herself.

As a maidservant, she was needlessly worrying instead.

Moreover, Mrs. Lin was the Crown Prince\'s birth mother. The Crown Prince\'s love for the mistress was evident to all in Bianjing.

As for what happened last night, as long as the mistress went to explain things clearly to Mrs. Lin, she believed Mrs. Lin would not be instigated by Shen Ruxu.

Yin Lan convinced herself and stood quietly to one side, fanning her mistress from time to time.

The mistress and His Highness communicated with each other once every five days.

It had been four days since the last communication.

The mistress should have received a letter from His Highness yesterday, but it still hadn\'t reached her.

She didn\'t know if something had happened on the way. She had already sent someone to inquire.

She felt inexplicably uneasy. After writing about the trivial daily happenings at home, she chatted a few more sentences about missing Bao, then hesitated, not knowing whether to inform His Highness that Jiang Yin was still alive.

After deliberating for a few breaths, she still decided to remind His Highness to pay attention to Jiang Yin first.

But as soon as she picked up the brush, she didn\'t know how to start.

She should give a reminder, but a reminder about what?

With His Highness\'s capabilities, Jiang Yin probably couldn\'t touch him at all.

Jiang Yin\'s threat to her was only about the shameful past from her previous life.

Gu Ying\'s mouth flattened slightly. Her heart was filled with unbearable sourness again. Actually, as long as she...didn\'t care about the past, Jiang Yin couldn\'t do anything to her either.

But she really couldn\'t do it... She loved His Highness too much, afraid of losing him, and didn\'t want His Highness to know about the filthy past.

And her child...

The child would be born, grow up, and disdain his unworthy mother.

As long as Jiang Yin\'s threat existed for one day, she would not be able to live in peace for a single day.

She didn\'t dare think too much, closed her eyes, put down the brush, "Yin Lan, send this to Licheng."

The old Duke and His Highness were stationed in Licheng. Calculating the time, the war between the Eastern Li and the Qiang tribes should have reached a fever pitch.

She couldn\'t disrupt His Highness\'s mindset at this time.

Yin Lan took the letter, "Mistress, why hasn\'t His Highness\'s letter arrived yesterday? Could something have happened to His Highness at the frontline?"

Gu Ying pulled the corners of her lips, "It won\'t happen."

She had lived once before, and the military reports in Jiang Yin\'s study wouldn\'t be wrong.

His Highness fought this battle against the Qiang tribes very beautifully.

In another three months, the Qiang tribes would be driven back north of the Zhu Mu Mountains.

Yin Lan hesitated before speaking again. Since her mistress had a plan, she wouldn\'t say any more and left with the letter.

Gu Ying wearily sighed, "Yanzhi, come over."