Chapter 3308: The God in My Heart: The Princess’s Yandere Musician (59)

A few days later,

Princess Mansion.

"Your Highness." The butler hurried to the study, with a smile on his face, and respectfully reported to the people present: "Now the war is going well, and several of the opponent's cities have been destroyed. Now that Tianlu can no longer resist, he takes the initiative to send envoys I am asking for peace with our country. The army will return to the court soon."

Ranbai was dealing with recent political affairs, so he naturally knew that it was such a big event that his master would return to the court. The princess stopped there with her eyes half lowered, always looking cold and indifferent, unfathomable.

After a short moment of silence, the princess said quietly: "Clean up the pear pavilion."

The housekeeper smiled attentively and said: "Your Highness, please rest assured. The Li Pavilion will be cleaned by servants every day during the days when the young master is away."

Ranbai hummed calmly.

The butler understood and quietly withdrew.

And the Prime Minister’s Mansion,

backyard.

"Is the army really coming back?" Lin Jiayun subconsciously clenched her handkerchief tightly, asking eagerly with a rare display of emotion.

The personal maid nodded slightly, "Yes, according to the marching speed, I estimate that I will return to Beijing in a few days."

Lin Jiayun was a little distracted for a moment and murmured: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

"Jin, Jinyao..." Lin Jiayun moved her lips, her throat was a little dry, and even the sound she spat out was astringent.

"Madam, please rest assured that everything is fine with the young master." The maid smiled and comforted: "Besides, madam, haven't you heard that the young master has great magical powers and unpredictable military strategies, forcing him to retreat from the heavenly theory."

"Yes." Lin Jiayun felt a little relieved and sat on the soft couch again, breathing a sigh of relief, but she couldn't control her nervousness.

Thinking of the young man's clear and picturesque eyebrows and his aloof and indifferent temperament, Lin Jiayun bit her lips, feeling a dense pain in her heart, almost suffocating.

She actually, actually.

I was really deceived by a lowly concubine for more than ten years!

"Mother, what are you talking about?" At this time, a voice sounded from outside the door, and Jin Shuotian strode in with an unhappy look on his face: "What Jin Yao? Just Jin Yao..."

Jin Shuotian hasn't finished speaking yet.

There was a "pop-" sound!

The crisp sound of the slap silenced the entire room, as if it were dead.

Jin Shuotian's face was in burning pain, and his ears were buzzing. The humiliating pain reminded him that he had just been slapped by his mother who was hurting him!

Jin Shuotian's head was confused, and he was filled with angry confusion. He looked at the woman in disbelief, and his lips moved.

As soon as she said a letter, Lin Jiayun slapped her right cheek hard.

"Mother!" Jin Shuotian covered his face, "You hit me?!"

"It's you I'm hitting." Lin Jiayun couldn't control the trembling strength of her fingertips. She was so hard that her palms turned red, but she still couldn't express the sadness and anger in her heart. Her eyes were hard and cold to the bone.

Jin Ningfu came over at this time, and after seeing such a scene, she screamed, "Mother!" Her eyes widened: "How could you hit my brother?!"

"Shut up!" Lin Jiayun shouted.

"You all get out of here!"

Jin Ningfu was stunned. She had never seen her mother so angry.

Jin Shuotian was even more confused. He was slapped twice without knowing what was going on, and his mood was extremely gloomy.

After rejecting everyone, Lin Jiayun finally couldn't help but fall down on the soft couch and burst into tears...

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This year’s New Year is earlier than in previous years. On New Year’s Eve, the last moment of the year, every household is decorated with lanterns and colorful lights and is full of joy.