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    Female Feng Shui Master

    Xue Jiangyuan rested for half a month before he recovered.

    The prince and his concubine originally wanted to take him up the mountain with them, but they sincerely fulfilled their wish and had to express their gratitude to Master Minghui.

    But the news we got was that Master Minghui had gone away.

    Had to give up.

    The emperor was very happy, and the rewards in the palace continued for a while. Xue Jiangyuan returned to the palace to meet the saint.

    But every time the saint asked him about his resurrection from the dead, he could not recall it, as if his eyes were covered with a layer of fog.

    He always remembered that figure in his dream. When he thought of her, his heart ached unbearably, but he couldn’t forget it, and he didn’t want to forget it.

    She must be extremely important, but he couldn’t think of anything.

    As he was recovering from a serious illness, he stayed at the Prince’s Mansion to rest peacefully.

    His resurrection was a big deal, so the Jiang family naturally got the news and sent people in advance to prepare generous gifts.

    However, the princess of the county was still worried about the matter of them breaking off the engagement. Although it was hard to blame her, it was human nature after all, but she could no longer be as close as before.

    Not wanting to rest for the rest of the day, Jiang Lang personally delivered the message to the door. Of course, the person he saw was not Xue Jiangyuan, but the county prince.

    Naturally, the prince wanted to see him, but the princess felt uncomfortable in her heart. She specially asked Xue Jiangyuan to explain that if Jiang Lang wanted to propose marriage, he would never agree.

    Xue Jiangyuan was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he had been engaged before.

    If the princess hadn’t mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten Jiang Luo’s appearance.

    When I think of her every day, the yearning in my heart is so sweet that it is unspeakable.

    Now, there is no more trouble.

    He frowned and covered his heart again, feeling a familiar throbbing pain.

    The princess knew that he had been suffering from heartache since he woke up, so she asked the imperial doctor to come and see him, but she couldn’t find anything serious and just said that she would pay attention to him in the future.

    “Why does it hurt so much?”

    The princess’s brows were filled with sorrow.

    ;’Could it be that you are still thinking about Miss Jiang Er?

    She just thought it was her words that made Xue Jiangyuan uncomfortable, and maybe she still liked Jiang’s daughter-in-law.

    If he really can’t let go

    The princess who always loved Mo’er hesitated.

    Xue Jiangyuan calmed down and saw that her face was full of worry, so he nodded and said with relief:

    “It’s okay, mother is at ease, Wanyan has nothing to worry about now.”

    Even so, the princess still didn’t believe it.

    Would she like to take some time to meet Jiang Er?

    Xue Jiangyuan didn’t know her plan. When he saw that he was young, he said something to the princess, turned around and followed.

    Jiang Lang was obviously a drunkard who was not interested in drinking, and it would be difficult for the prince to stop him.

    But he broke off the engagement and then took the initiative to come to the door. Although he was not sure that he came for the marriage, in the eyes of others, he didn’t regret it and wanted to get close to her, he was very thick-skinned.

    Jiang Lang also felt disgraced.

    But he couldn’t help it. His wife and daughter at home were forcing him to come and test out the Marquis. No matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

    Just as he was talking to the prince, Xue Jiangyuan arrived outside the door.

    Jiang Lang hurriedly put down the tea cup in his hand and wanted to salute him.

    Xue Jiang Yuanxu gave him a hand and gave him a faint smile. There was neither anger nor happiness at all:

    “Censor Jiang doesn’t need to be polite.”

    Only then did Jiang Lang stop.

    Taking advantage of this gap, he looked up at Xue Jiangyuan and saw that although his complexion was pale and his figure was slightly thinner, he was still in excellent spirits.

    I don’t know if it’s because he’s been through hell, but his eyes are extremely clear and bright, as if he can see people through and through.

    Jiang Lang couldn’t help but feel cold in his heart.

    He had a vague hunch that this Marquis was different from before, and what Qingshuang wanted to do would probably come to nothing.

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