Chapter 270 Jiang Yong's Meaning

"The situation is not stable, don't act rashly..." Liu Yao muttered and was a little stunned for a moment.

Jiang Cheng, who was sitting on Liu Yao's lap, rolled his eyes very childishly, and then pushed his arms away and jumped down. Liu Yao came to his senses, looked at the annoyed child with a small face in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "Chenger, did your father-in-law say anything else?"

Although Liu Yao felt a little incredible about his father-in-law's practice of letting a six-year-old child pass the message. But judging from the contact with the baby just now, he should not be talking nonsense. However, he is still a little uncertain about the meaning of Jiang Yong's words. The six-word message is too concise. More importantly, in the current situation of Jingwang Mansion, he can't help but move.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Dad also said that you are smart. It turns out that you are so stupid. How many words do you think my father can send to you by such a small child? Just six words, is there more than that!"

With that, Jiang Cheng raised his little head, hummed to the sky, and then turned around and walked out of the door: "I'll go to my sister's place to watch her. Do whatever you should do."

After saying that, the little baby shook his two small arms and ran out.

Liu Yao watched the baby run away with a wry smile, and had to sigh to follow. If he had said that before, he doubted whether Jiang Yong really let the baby pass the message. So now he can be sure that what the little baby just said is true. However, Liu Yao absolutely did not believe that Jiang Yong let the child come all the way, just to convey these six words to himself. It seems that the little baby is annoyed with him. If you have anything to say, let her ask when she wakes up.

By the time Jiang Ting woke up, it was already past dinner time. An afternoon's rest restored her spirit a lot. However, as soon as she woke up, she had to face one or two worried faces, which made her feel a little relaxed and couldn't help feeling guilty. On the first day his younger brother arrived, he was worried that she was really not a good sister. Moreover, judging from Jiang Cheng's cold attitude towards Liu Yao, she knew that her weakness made the child misunderstand Liu Yao.

"Sister, are you feeling better?" Jiang Cheng lay by the bed and looked at her with a pair of big wet eyes. He was so worried that he was about to cry.

He really didn't expect his sister to become so weak now. In the past, she was so strong that she often secretly hugged him and walked around the wall. But today she was dizzy all afternoon. He lay in her ear and called her, but he couldn't wake up. It seems that my sister is not comfortable here. He must take her back to the capital.

"Don't worry, my sister is fine." Jiang Ting smiled at Jiang Cheng, and then looked at Liu Yao beside him and asked, "Nothing happened in Dongyuan in the afternoon, right?"

"Don't worry, everything is fine." Liu Yao asked her gently, "Do you feel better?" Are you hungry?"

"As long as nothing happens. The rest is just waiting for tomorrow..." Jiang Ting sighed secretly. It's already up to now. It's really unwilling to let people catch any more. At the funeral tomorrow, there will be basically nothing important in the inner courtyard. She believes that even if some people have the mind to write about Ye's matter, they dare not lose face to Jingwang Mansion on the surface. Now everything will be fine just by waiting for Ye's successful burial.

"Well, don't worry. I'll keep an eye on it. It'll be fine." Liu Yao smiled and comforted her, reaching out to help her get out of bed.

"Sister, are you hungry? I'm hungry. Come with me for dinner." Jiang Cheng was dissatisfied that Jiang Ting only focused on talking to Liu Yao. He quickly pushed away Liu Yao's stretched outstretched hand and pulled her back her attention: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you didn't wake up..."

Jiang Ting quickly hugged him for comfort, and then pinched his little face with distress: "You can eat it yourself first. What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Of course I want to eat with you. We haven't eaten together for a long time." Jiang Cheng blushed and said, "Sister, come back with me. I will eat with you every day in the future. Don't suffer here, okay?

Jiang Ting was stunned and looked up at Liu Yao. He shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. She sighed and looked down at Jiang admitting that she really said, "Cheng'er, I can't go back with you, because this is my sister's house, do you understand?"

Jiang Cheng blinked, showed a big smile, pulled Jiang Ting and said, "Sister, let's not talk about this. Get up quickly and let's have dinner together!"

Jiang Ting shook her head with a helpless smile. Her younger brother is very stubborn, and I'm afraid it's not so easy to convince.

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At midnight, Jiang Ting snuggled up in Liu Yao's arms and whispered to him: "From what Cheng'er told me, my father meant that we should stabilize the prince's attitude first and not get involved in the affairs of the two families in the capital. The capital seems to be really about to be in chaos.

In the dark, Liu Yao's eyebrows were locked. Many things can't be done if he wants to get rid of them. Some things, as early as when he came back from the capital, he had fallen into it. Because he loved Jiang Ting, he didn't tell her those things. But Jiang Yong should know. He corresponded frequently with Liu Ming in the capital and never avoided Jiang Yong. Moreover, the Marquis of Zhenbei is now actually the man of the prince. If the capital is really chaotic, in order to ensure the success of the prince, Jingwang Mansion should do something.

"Tinger, what do you think your father-in-law wants us to do?" Liu Yao asked.

Jiang Ting put her arms around his waist, leaned against his arms again, and replied, "Dad means that we should do what we used to do now. In the past, my father mentioned to me that the reason why the prince agreed to marry me for you was to take the line of the prince. Liu Yao, you should know that our house is a little involved with the military in southern Xinjiang. Those are all soldiers of the eldest prince. You know what the prince is thinking. But in this royal palace, my father will care about the only two of us. If I guess correctly, I'm afraid the emperor is about to die.

"Is the emperor dying? How could this happen? It's impossible. If the emperor really can't do it, how can so many things happen now? What does he want to do..." Liu Yao's whole body was stiff: "Is he really dissatisfied with the prince, that's why..."

If the prince is defeated, he will really be unstable in the position of the son of King Jing's Mansion. The man's heart was all biased on his other two sons. If it really comes at that time, will he and Tinger still have a way to live? At that time, even if he pokes out Ye's matter, what's the use of being pressed by that person?

Jiang Ting sighed and patted him gently on the back to relieve his nervous mood: "Imperial heart, can't we figure it out? However, Dad said that the prince was not as soft as he appeared. He was a very independent crown prince. Moreover, visible chaos is better than invisible chaos. Don't worry, since Dad passed this on to us, they must have a solution. Besides, the prince lives in the palace.

PS: It doesn't seem to say in the text that some mobile phone users can't see it. Everyone can rest assured that there will be no extra charge for more than 2,100 words in the text and this passage. Well, let me say a few words about the interruption. I've been very busy lately. I'm really busy. To be precise, I will be very busy all year. Because this year, I have to take the professional title English (for intermediate evaluation), civil servants, public editors (I have to take the exam to join in the fun, alas), the second construction exam and the first construction. In short, various exams make me feel weak and my brain capacity is seriously insufficient. So I can't take care of the writing at all.

Then, the editor has issued an ultimatum. I will try my best to write a complete ending for everyone within 50,000 words. But the professional title English exam will be held at the end of this month, and I really don't have the energy to finish it now. So, please bear with me. I'll write some when I'm free, and I can't do it anymore.

Finally, I will try to finish the story in early April. I'm sorry, everyone. I'm really sorry.