In the cold winter season, it is cold and cold at night. The streets behind He'an Street are dark and deep in the winter night.

The lights in Lin Qianwei's courtyard were lit. Candles were lit, charcoal burned, dispelling the coldness and darkness.

Yun Yao and Qing'er, two maids, gave hot water to the bedroom with a pretty face, and then delivered exquisite dishes and rice.

At dinner time, the girl's ups and downs in the bedroom can appeal to the maids of thirteen or fourteen years old.

The lights in the bedroom are bright and warm as spring. The temperature is about twenty degrees. In the water-blue curtain, Jia Huan hugged Lin Qianwei, and the two of them spoke intimately.

Jia Huan felt her smooth skin like silk under the quilt. There was still an intoxicating flush on her pretty face. The bloody white veil had been put away.

Lin Qianwei's delicate body was tightly attached to her lover, and sometimes she said intimate love words, and she felt indescribable satisfaction and happiness in her heart. When she was with the man she loved, her spiritual pleasure even exceeded that of her physical ones.

Jia Huan smiled gently. He didn't expect that his young body was doing well just now. He is still a little ready to move now. However, it was the first time to pity the beauty around him. He said in a gentle voice: "Vivi, go to the capital with me! We share weal and woe, and we are in harmony with each other. Five years is too long. I can't wait."

Lin Qianwei is now his woman. Even if she stays in Jinling, she will still be involved in the whirlpool and huge pit of the Jia family. Why should she deceive herself? He hopes that she will follow her to the capital to stay together. The five-year agreement will be invalidated.

It seems that after he returned to Beijing, he had another reason to win.

Lin Qianwei looked at Jia Huan with starry eyes. She was six years younger than her, but she was a mature and steady man, without any concealing her affection. She stared at her for a moment and said softly: "Forgive Jia Lang, I don't want to go."

Jia Huan was not in a hurry and asked slowly: "Why is this?"

Lin Qianwei lowered her head and smiled, and said with emotion in a roaring tone: "Jia Lang is unparalleled in the world. I don't know how many girls I want to get intoxicated with. I don't want to get involved in the fight. I'm waiting in Jinling for Jia Lang to handle all the things to marry me. Besides, Jia Lang returns to the capital and has big things to deal with. It's not advisable to be distracted by me."

She is a very smart woman. She knew that Jia Huan had a fiancée in the capital and her cousin's love had not been dealt with. Her emotions were just like a mess. As a concubine, how could she fight? How did she enter Jia Huan's house? Instead of making Jia Huan embarrassed, it would be better to endure the pain of parting and longing for five years in Jinling to stay together in the future.

In addition, she has confidence in her own beauty. If she goes to the capital, Jia Huan will definitely stay with her every night, which will only lose her energy. When she is young, she will be afraid of being lustful. She is afraid that she will gain a reputation as a beauty.

Jia Huan was stunned for a while and hugged Lin Qianwei tightly. He knew her thinking. But the thinking for him made him even more worried. After thinking about it, he said, "You are in Jinling, I am even more worried about you. My willpower is not that weak."

Lin Qianwei smiled sweetly, buried her head between Jia Huan's neck, and breathed like an orchid.

The winter night is getting deeper.

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Jia Huan said that he had strong willpower was broken by himself the next morning. It was just when it was so close that he could not bear it?

It was only when the sun was noon that Jia Huan and Lin Qianwei got up. The mist in the early morning of winter had dissipated. The pine and cypress in the yard were evergreen.

After breakfast, Jia Huan and Lin Qianwei were talking together in the bedroom, looking through her collection of musical scores and instruments.

At this time, Xiren came from his home and replied, "Third Master, the girl is sulking at home. The poems published in the newspapers of the girl were scolded."

Jia Huan stood by the bookcase. He was in a good mood at this time and said with a funny look: "Isn't this the case?" Daiyu's temperament is still very arrogant. She shouldn't be annoyed by commenting on a few poems to someone she doesn't know. She cares which cat and dog it was!

Lin Qianwei laughed "puffy", light waves flowed in her bright eyes, and gently pushed Jia Huan, "Jia Lang should go back first."

Jia Huan nodded and took Xiren back home. Lin Qianwei's yard was diagonally opposite the back door of his residence, and he walked two steps away. As soon as he returned home, he met Yuan Bo in person and reported to Jia Huan, "Third Master, Ning Hanlin returned to Jinling from Jiangxi to visit relatives. Please go and talk to other businesses in the city."

Jia Huan pondered for a while and asked Xiren to explain to Daiyu, Qingwen, Ruyi and others in the backyard, and took Changsui to another property purchased by Mr. Longjiang in Jinling.

Mr. Longjiang's mission of imperial envoy was over when he learned about the Jinling Grain Case. However, the emperor's grace allowed him to return to his hometown in Jiangxi as an imperial envoy to visit relatives.

But at this time, the Spring Festival is approaching, so why did he return to Jinling? To return to Beijing, it should be after the spring next year.

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Located in a large mansion on the banks of Qingliangmen and Mochou Lake, the garden is elegant and quiet. The noon sun just falls on the ridge.

In the Ming Hall, Mr. Longjiang Ning Ru welcomed Jia Huan to eat wine. The dishes were exquisite.

Jia Huan drank half a glass of wine and looked around. Wherever he saw, he could see the beautiful scenery of Mochou Lake from afar. Shengqi Tower and Yujin Hall were vaguely visible. "Mr. Longjiang's other business is really a good source."

Ning Ru was wearing a blue shirt, elegant and dashing. He laughed loudly after hearing this. After he was regained his Hanlin, he restrained a lot, but he still had an unruly temperament in front of an old acquaintance like Jia Huan. "This was given to me by Duke Zheng."

Jia Huan nodded.

Ning Ru glanced at Jia Huan and smiled slightly. He had heard about Su Shishi's affairs. But Jia Huan didn't talk to him, and he was not going to talk to him.

"Zi Yu, I must be curious about why I returned to Jinling at this time. Haha. It's actually very simple. The Zhen family is selling assets, so I'm going to pick up a bargain. In addition, I received a letter from Beijing. I have a message to notify Zi Yu."

Ning Ru took a sip of wine, paused, looked at Jia Huan, whispered in a low voice, and said solemnly: "I heard that the prince is very dissatisfied with you." After that, he patted Jia Huan on the shoulder. The reason was that he believed that Jia Huan understood. The eldest girl in the Zhen family was the princess.

Jia Huan smiled and drank a drink. In fact, he understood the hidden truth better than Mr. Longjiang. He cut off the prince's profit of hundreds of thousands of taels of private salt every year. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing his parents. It is not surprising that the prince hates him.

However, Jia Huan asked a comment to the prince he had never met, four words: the dry bones in the tomb!

Jia Huan pondered for a while and said to Mr. Longjiang: "Mr. Xie Longjiang tells me." No matter whether the prince will be finished or not, he will have to take the favor of Mr. Longjiang.

Mr. Longjiang laughed and said, "Ziyu really wants to thank me, do me a favor." As he said that, he clapped his hands.

After a while, the four beauties with slender and graceful figures, beautiful appearances, average heights, and busts came in from outside the hall. They each wore plain white clothes, which added to their grace.

Jia Huan was stunned. Aren’t these four outstanding singers from the Zhen family?

He had seen him twice while having dinner with Zhen Li. The Zhen family found four such beautiful people, who were able to sing songs and operas, but they were still of average height. The singer with a bust was quite expensive. It would cost at least 20,000 taels of silver.

Mr. Longjiang smiled freely and said, "This is given to me by Zhen Li. But I can't live in my house anymore. Please share my worries with Ziyu."

Jia Huan felt a little sad. He really didn't agree with Mr. Longjiang's view of the woman. He said with emotion: "I can't live in my family anymore."

Mr. Longjiang laughed, "Ziyu said this well." He waved his hand and asked the four singers to retreat, saying, "If you have time, please ask Ziyu to go to Jiangxi and draw a portrait of his father." This is his purpose. His father has not had much time. He knew that Jia Huan was going back to Jinling recently, so he used a trick and asked Jia Huan to agree. Of course, Jia Huan wanted to accept the four singers, but he was still happy to give them.

Jia Huan nodded and agreed.

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After coming out of Mr. Longjiang's mansion, Jia Huan was a little drunk. The prince's resentment was nothing scary. However, he had to deal with it carefully after returning to Beijing. However, his strategy was to keep the Jia family away from the prince.
Chapter completed!