After being able to read minds, the male protagonist can no longer hide his love brain

This is reasonable and reasonable. The Duke's government has to be considerate of its servants, and it's hard for the officials to say anything. The officers and soldiers were quite polite to Jiang Ruohua. After asking a few specific questions, they then said: "Please come and take a look, Miss." Whether it is a servant of the Duke's mansion or an old friend, if not, then I will take the body back to the Yamen."

When Jiang Ruohua heard that someone froze to death at the door, she actually had some suspicions in her mind, but after taking a few steps to see it with her own eyes, she was completely relieved.

The hand warmer in his hand fell to the ground. Jiang Ruohua's face turned pale and he took two steps back. Hua Chan looked at it and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This...!"

The person who died in front of the door was clearly the Yang family. He kept knocking on the door until his death. For a moment, many scenes appeared in his mind, including ferociousness, curses, and roars, and then exhaustion, with unwillingness and anger. Be framed.

"This is the Yang family who was abandoned by my grandfather just a few months ago." Jiang Ruohua pretended to be frightened, and then turned her head unbearably with red eyes, "How could it be..."

She covered her face in pain, but tears still flowed from the seams of her hands: "Aunt..."

She sat on the ground helplessly. The girl's crying had nothing to do with the good or evil of the deceased person. She was just grieving the death of a relative who had been with her day and night.

After crying bitterly for a moment, Jiang Ruohua seemed to have recovered slightly under the comfort of her servants. She saluted the officers and soldiers who came and said, "I made you laugh, Mrs. Yang... Although she has done something scandalous, in the end I have a family relationship with her. , she passed away suddenly, please find out the cause, and then let the juniors give her a gift. "

Of course, the officers and soldiers couldn't say anything. They had a family relationship that lasted for more than ten years. Even if they were no longer a family, it was normal to cry. Soon they took away Yang's body, and after a brief inquiry, they determined that Yang was He ran out at night, without anyone persecuting him, and attributed Yang's death to an accident.

The Yang family did not want to see their abandoned daughter and refused to collect her body.

Jiang Ruohua asked someone to take some money and buy a thin coffin for Yang. Yang was forced into desperation and froze to death in the snowy weather unwillingly. She was very happy in her heart. It was only right to tell Jiang Ruoting the good news.

As for venting her anger with corpses, Jiang Ruohua was too lazy to do it. First of all, she didn't want outsiders to know anything, and then revenge naturally had to be carried out while alive. The dead people were cut into pieces and couldn't feel it. What's the point?

Furthermore, the Yang family also has a son in the Duke's Mansion. Jiang Ruohua doesn't want to blame his sickly cousin on him for the evil his parents did. He is just a child under ten years old and he has never participated in anything. Nothing moves either.

After discussing with his grandfather, Jiang Ruohua had people collect Yang's body, arrange the funeral, and asked Yang's son to give her 10%.

It's just that the plague has been weighing on Jiang Ruohua's mind. What happened in the dream has appeared exactly one by one so far. Logically speaking, this huge plague should not disappear out of thin air.

But she had already made enough preparations, and there was no use worrying anymore. If the plague had not happened, it would have been a good thing. After all, so many people wouldn't have died.

On New Year's Eve, everyone in the Duke's Mansion gathered in the Duke's courtyard to watch the New Year's Eve. With no worries, everyone ushered in the new year happily.

Three days later, Jiang Ruohua's father, the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, returned to Beijing.

Guarding the border is not easy. The soldiers who guard the border have always returned to Beijing to report on their duties. There will be a banquet in the palace to welcome these soldiers who have returned from the wind and sand.

When Prince Jiang returned from the palace, everyone was already waiting in front of the Duke's Mansion. A man over forty years old was wearing armor. When he saw his family, he stood up from his horse with a smile on his face. The wind blew under the burly man's feet and he opened his arms. Arms, running towards the girl in front of the door!

"Girl!"

"Daddy!"

Jiang Ruohua happily threw herself into his arms. The father and daughter hugged each other and woke up from a arrogant dream. For more than half a year, Jiang Ruohua missed his family extremely. When he saw his father again, he was so excited that it was indescribable!

Prince Jiang dotingly held up his grown-up daughter, as happy as a 200-pound child: "Good girl, you have grown taller and become more beautiful!"

There seemed to be light in his deep eyes. Jiang Shizi looked at her and murmured in his heart, looking more and more like her mother...

"Okay, how much longer do you plan to lift?" The old man sat on the chair and scolded gently, "As soon as you come back, let others see our joke."

Jiang Shizi smiled honestly, put down Jiang Ruohua, knelt down and kowtowed to the old man: "Dad, my son is back."

When he is serious and serious, he is a defending general. When he returns home, he is just a son and a father.

They are completely different.

"By the way, Dad." As the family walked inside, Prince Jiang suddenly asked, "I heard on the way here..."

"Go back to the house with me and talk." The Duke of Guo glanced at him. He was getting older and more and more incapable of doing what he wanted to do. But there were some things that a girl like Hua'er couldn't say. Besides, it seemed that the little girl had a lot to do with the third bedroom. Hate, even though Sanfang deserved some things, he saw clearly and knew that Jiang Ruohua was behind it.

Prince Jiang left with the Duke full of doubts, while Jiang Ruohua smiled and took the servants to prepare for today's dinner.

The old man has no objection to Jiang Ruohua doing this, and he also knows that this child can distinguish right from wrong, but in the past, family members were enemies. It is true to cut through the mess quickly, but it is difficult to talk about it, especially between father and daughter.

Therefore, the old man thought for a moment and decided to come and explain all this to Prince Jiang in person.

"What? Third brother, he...the two of them bullied others too much! When did I, the elder brother, wrong him? When did my daughter offend them? They are heartless things!"

"You haven't calmed down before your daughter knew about this." The old man glanced at his son angrily, "Hua'er is a very independent kid. Your father didn't worry about this matter at all. It was all solved by her. You should learn from your example, Hua'er, you are not as calm as a teenage girl."

"How can I be calm, dad!" Prince Jiang slammed his fist on the table angrily, "They have been treating you and my daughter like this for so many years. Are they human beings?"

"And that Luo Zhengyu, who dares to look down on my daughter! I'll chop him up!"

Jiang Ruohua opened the door and came in speechlessly: "Grandpa, dad, it's time to eat."

"By the way, dad, who are you going to kill?"

The sword held high above his head was put down by Prince Jiang. He smiled flatteringly and said, "It's nothing. Let's have dinner while I'm joking with your grandfather."