Jiang Yi has admired many people in her life, but what she admires the most is Li Xiner.

Because Li Xiner has no less ambition than men, she is a woman, but she never thought of taking care of her husband and children at home. She wants to use her knowledge to develop her ambitions.

Jiang Yi admired her.

"Xin'er, if you go to the Imperial College and take the scientific test in men's clothing, you will surely fascinate women from aristocratic families in Beijing."

Li Xiner grabbed Jiang Yi's arm and went to her weakness, "Okay, you dare to laugh at me now."

"Hahahaha, OK OK OK, I was wrong, Xin'er, I won't say it."

The two laughed and said, "Have you ever told my uncle about this?"

The two were lying side by side on the grass, Li Xiner's eyes were bright, "No, my father doesn't know yet."

"Then when are you going to say it?"

Seeing Li Xiner's eyes, "You haven't thought about what to say yet, right?"

"It's not that I didn't think about what to say, but I didn't plan to say it for the time being."

"But if you don't say it..."

"Isn't you there?"

"Okay, you're planning now."

Li Xiner stood up and pinched her waist, "Yes, I want to be the prime minister."

Jiang Yi also stood up, put his arm on her, and said, "Okay, then I will be the close friend of the Prime Minister."

Li Xiner looked at her with disgust, "Can you have some success?"

"My wish is Changping, and I and the one I love are safe and happy."

Jiang Yi never thought about what big thing she could do. In the past, she just wanted to be a happy little vase. Later, she wanted to protect her parents and brother, but now she just wanted to marry that person.

"I want to get married, I miss you so much."

Jiang Yi was so embarrassed that the kiss that Gu Ziyan didn't know and the blind date of their skin.

Li Xiner saw Jiang Yitong's red face and smiled "Puchi", "That person can make you fall in love with for ten years, I must see what kind of person he is."

The elegant and beautiful boy of the sect raised his cup and rolled his eyes to the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree facing the wind.

————Plot Divide Line———

Huizhou.

Since Gu Ziyan gave Jiang Shu what Jiang Yi gave him, his eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not nose. He was snorting coldly when he looked at him.

“…”

He and Chu Shuo met Jiang Yi and Jiang Shu at the same time, but Jiang Shu got close to Chu Shuo, and Jiang Yi...

No matter how Jiang Shu looked at Gu Ziyan, he thought he was too ungrateful. Although, he admitted that Gu Ziyan's various conditions, talent, appearance, and personality were comparable to Chu Shuo.

But I couldn't help but like him, and I liked him for ten years.

He didn't believe it anymore. Everyone in the capital knew it, but Gu Ziyan wouldn't know it.

So, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Some people spoil their sisters, but some people spoil their sisters, even if they are themselves, no one can bully their sisters.

Even though Jiang Shu disliked Jiang Yi so much, he still felt that Gu Ziyan was too unkind.

Gu Ziyan never felt that hearing other people’s voices was not a good thing.

He took a few steps back silently.

"Sir Gu, come back to Beijing, you don't need it here."

Gu Ziyan wanted to ask where Jiang Yi was. When he thought about it, he was not qualified to ask, so he nodded.

"You go by yourself, and the people from Dali Temple stay and help me."

Gu Ziyan paused slightly, and he quickly left where Jiang Shu was staying.

Everyone in Dali Temple at the door, "You stay and help Lord Jiang, I have other things to do."

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

The rest of the people did not doubt him, "That adult will be in good luck all the way, let's see you in the capital."

Gu Ziyan nodded and quickly left Huizhou City.

Jiang Shushi.

As soon as Gu Ziyan left, Peng Hu appeared in front of Jiang Shu with a look of anger.

"When will you handle Huizhou's affairs well?"

“…”

"If you delay any further, will this general return to Beijing by himself?"

Jiang Shu even suspected that the person sent by Lu Xiang was just causing trouble for him.

It was fine a few days ago. Since the chef next to him died, he felt that Peng Hu had a problem with his brain.

Does anyone have a chef who left, holds a funeral and sets up a mourning hall?

He also asked the soldiers under his command to lift the spirits and finally sent them away.

These two days, he has been urging him to return to Beijing.

Where did this crazy man come from? He was almost driven crazy by Peng Hu.
Chapter completed!