The Princess, seeing his enthusiasm, personally selected over twenty Jade Pendants. When she noticed his fondness for the aroma ball, she ordered all the aroma balls from the storeroom to be brought out for him to take.
She then instructed the nanny to select two top-quality tea sets and so ornants from the storeroom for Jiang Youzhi’s use.
It seed she wanted to empty the storeroom entirely.
After picking out the items, it was getting late, and the group stayed for dinner at the Princess Mansion before heading back ho.
The Princess specially sent a carriage to transport all the gifts she had prepared for Jiang Youzhi.
The family of three sat in another horse carriage together, which was very spacious and not crowded at all.
Jiang Zhongxing insisted on sitting close to Lady Wu, and seeing his son beside him, his heart was filled with joy.
Having his wife and son by his side, this was the feeling of ho.
He felt no regret in giving up the position of the Commander of the Imperial Army for his family.
The carriage entered the mansion through a side gate. Jiang Youzhi got off and switched to a smaller carriage heading to the guest courtyard.
Jiang Zhongxing and Lady Wu were in the carriage going toward the back courtyard.
Lady Wu was a bit silent.
Jiang Zhongxing put his arm around her shoulder, "What’s wrong? Are you upset because our son went to see his foster mother?"
Lady Wu remained silent for a while before throwing herself into Jiang Zhongxing’s arms, "I, I sotis really envy Sister Chen."
"When Youzhi is with her, it feels like they are mother and son."
"I always feel there’s so distance between my son and ."
Jiang Zhongxing patted her shoulder, "Take it slow, after all, we’ve only been together for a short ti."
He himself didn’t feel the sa as Lady Wu.
Perhaps the father-son relationship is inherently less intimate than the mother-son one.
Or maybe there isn’t a foster father to compare with.
Compared to his other son, he felt more like a father to Jiang Youzhi.
Jiang Youzhi arrived at the guest courtyard.
By this ti, Mrs. Chen and others had just finished their dinner not too long ago.
Yun Jiao was in the guest hall, watching Gu Chuan and the third sister practice calligraphy.
Mrs. Chen was making shoes beside them.
As soon as Jiang Youzhi stepped into the room, everyone looked up at him.
Seeing these familiar faces, Jiang Youzhi finally felt at ho.
Mrs. Chen asked with a smile, "Have you eaten yet?"
Jiang Youzhi nodded, "Yes, I have."
Then he gave Yun Jiao a knowing look and went into the small adjoining hall.
The small adjoining hall was empty and hadn’t been lit.
As soon as Yun Jiao entered, Jiang Youzhi embraced her.
Jiang Youzhi then let out a gentle sigh.
He indulgently inhaled her scent, softly saying, "I miss you, I miss you so much."
It had been a long ti since he had embraced her.
Along the way, there were too many people around, and he didn’t even have a chance to hold her hand.
Even though they could see each other every day, the more they t, the more he missed her.
Yun Jiao nestled in his arms, emitting a contented hum.
The room was undisturbed, and the dim lighting made Jiang Youzhi bold.
He pressed Yun Jiao’s head tightly against his chest, his chin and face rubbing on her head.
At the sa ti, one of his hands wandered impatiently on Yun Jiao’s waist and back, seemingly eager to find a place to dive into.
Yun Jiao gently squird, "Hmm~ I told you no touching."
Jiang Youzhi’s hand paused briefly before resting finally on her waist.
He slowly lowered his head, his lips brushing her ear, breathing softly, "Jiao Jiao, Jiao Jiao, I, I want to marry you soon."
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