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Chapter 333 The Legal Wife in the Concubine's Story 14

"Stop!" Jiang Huaiqing came to see his son, and saw him fighting with the servant's child, so he quickly stopped them.

"Wuwuwu." Seeing that his biological father had come, Jiang Niantan didn't care anymore and threw himself into his arms, crying very hard, "They all bullied me."

Jiang Huaiqing's eyes swept coldly towards the group of children. Everyone knelt down, not daring to speak.

These little bastards are tired of living and dare to bully his son. "Come here, give him ten sticks."

The steward next to him widened his eyes, thinking that the prince was crazy. They were just a group of children, but since Jiang Huaiqing had spoken, the steward could only have people drag the children away.

At the same time, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, is Nanny Cui's child really so favored?

"You don't need to stay here anymore. I will arrange a new teacher for you."

Jiang Niantan curled his lips. He really wanted to say that he didn't want to learn, but due to his father's authority, he had to shut up.

"I'll take you to see your mother tomorrow." Jiang Huaiqing touched his head. Jiang Niantan thought for a long time before he remembered that he had a mother who was away.

During the time he stayed in the Marquis' Mansion, he was clothed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food, and enjoyed silk and satin. Although he was registered under the name of Nanny Cui, because of the old lady, Nanny Cui did not dare to really treat him as her grandson, but treated him as her master.

Staying in the Marquis' Mansion is much better than staying in his mother's small villa. The young Jiang Niantan had come up with this idea a few days ago.

Although Jiang Huaiqing had never treated Li Xintang unfairly financially, she could not help but feel that Li Xintang did not want to use her money. The clothes she wore were of the same materials and styles as those of ordinary people, and the food she ate was home-cooked dishes that were different from the delicacies of the marquis's mansion.

"Will I come back to the Marquis' Mansion?" Jiang Niantan asked.

"Yes, you are my son, and you will inherit the Marquis' Mansion in the future." Jiang Huaiqing did not think deeply about the deeper meaning of his son's words.

Hearing this, little Jiang Niantan felt relieved and looked forward to meeting his mother.

Zhai Lingruo, who had returned to the mansion, suddenly heard a low sob, "Cui'er, what happened?"

"Madam, those kids offended the prince and he punished them."

Did he offend Jiang Huaiqing? Why did Jiang Huaiqing go to the northwest courtyard for no reason? He just wanted to see Jiang Niantan.

"Let the court doctor check on those children."

"Yes."

If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Huaiqing should take Jiang Niantan to meet Li Xintang tomorrow.

No wonder the original owner couldn't raise this child well. He reunited with his biological mother every now and then, and the family of three lived happily together. How could he have raised the child well?

Early in the morning, Zhai Lingruo quietly instructed the coachman to follow Jiang Huaiqing, keeping a long distance so that he could still see Jiang Huaiqing's whereabouts.

As soon as they entered a small alley, the carriage disappeared.

Zhai Lingruo got off the car and asked the driver to go back first. She walked into the alley alone. The alley was very quiet, and there were traces of moss on the bluestone road.

"Mom!" Jiang Niantan threw himself into Li Xintang's arms, "I miss you so much."

Li Xintang hugged Jiang Niantan tightly, "Niantan, mother's good boy."

Jiang Niantan felt that something was wrong between his father and mother, as if they were arguing. He quickly held Jiang Huaiqing's hand with one hand and Li Xintang's with the other, "Daddy and mom, please don't quarrel. We will all be fine."

A touch of emotion flashed across Li Xintang's face, and she did not give Jiang Huaiqing a cold look in front of the child.

Outside the villa, a woman froze when she heard Jiang Niantan's name, as if she couldn't believe it.

Not only does her husband have a mistress outside, but the child he brought into the house is already three years old. What does she count as?

She was shocked by the truth and took several steps back. Her back suddenly hit a big tree in front of the courtyard. The cat taking a nap on the tree was awakened by the noise. It meowed sharply with its fur standing on end. The branches made creaking and breaking sounds as the cat moved.

"Who?" Jiang Huaiqing heard the sound and looked outside the door.

He walked over, opened the door, and didn't find anything unusual. There were only a few dead branches fallen from the big tree in front of the door and a kitten licking its paws.

Maybe he was overthinking it. Jiang Huaiqing looked around again and closed the door after making sure there was no one there.

The woman's back was pressed against the man's firm chest. The man held her in his arms with one hand and covered her lips with the other hand to prevent her from making any sound.

The lush branches and leaves concealed the figures of the two people. Seeing Jiang Huaiqing go in, Yan Heng released his hands that were covering Zhai Lingruo. Because they were on the branches, he did not let go of his hands holding her.

Tears flowed down Zhai Lingruo's cheeks and fell on the back of Yan Heng's hand, burning him painfully.

Suddenly, there was another burst of flying into the air, the wind whistled past, and the feeling of weightlessness in the air made Zhai Lingruo hug Yan Heng tightly. She couldn't help but wonder if this man did it on purpose, and she didn't care about acting in the crying scene.

The sky was endless blue. Zhai Lingruo leaned in his arms, listening to Yan Heng's heartbeat like a drum.

Finally, he put her on the ground and saw the new lotus in the suburbs of Beijing. It was a remote place with few people around.

"Master Yan." Zhai Lingruo's eyes were red, and she seemed to be extremely sad. "Why are you here?"

"Just passing by." Yan Heng reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Don't cry."

She didn't cry! It was just that just now in the sky, Yan Heng held her and used Qinggong, and was blinded by the wind and sand, and now she still felt a little uncomfortable.

If she guessed correctly, someone wanted her to find out that her husband had a mistress outside, and this person...

"Jiang Huaiqing has a mistress outside, and the child is already three years old..." Zhai Lingruo was shaky, and due to the great blow, she could not stand steadily, and leaned directly into Yan Heng's arms.

Yan Heng curled the corners of his lips and patted her back gently to comfort her.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know," Zhai Lingruo leaned on his chest and sobbed softly. She suddenly thought of something, "Since my husband can find a concubine outside, and the child is already three years old, why can't I?"

"Master Yan," she said in a bewitching voice, "I wonder if you are willing to help me."

She was met with a long silence. Zhai Lingruo waited for a long time for his response but was unsure of his attitude. "Sir, just treat it as nonsense from me."

"Once." Yan Heng's voice was cold. Zhai Lingruo knew that he was angry, but what was he angry about?

She was suddenly picked up horizontally by someone, and her whole body was wrapped in his black robe. She had the familiar feeling of floating in the air. Occasionally, the wind came in through the gaps and fell on her face. Around her was the familiar and cool scent of a man, which made her feel at ease for some reason.

In the courtyard, Li Xintang saw Jiang Huaiqing go to the study, and quickly squatted down and asked Jiang Niantan, "Niantan, if mother wants to take you away, are you willing?"

"Mom, where are we going?" Jiang Niantan was puzzled.

"Go somewhere new, get out of here."

"Are you with daddy?" The childish words made Li Xintang stunned.

She shook her head. "It's the two of us."

"Wow~ Wuuuuuu, no, I want daddy~" Jiang Niantan cried. Li Xintang was afraid that Jiang Huaiqing would find out, so she quickly comforted her and said that she was just joking. Only then did Jiang Niantan stop crying.

Li Xintang touched his son's head, a trace of reluctance flashed across his eyes, and then was replaced by determination.