Jiang Yuhuan left Jiang Xiangxiang in the room to talk. The longer he stayed, the deeper he got to know Jiang Xiangxiang.
Although Jiang Xiangxiang was unwilling to speak ill of others, she learned about her situation from just a few words.
Aunt Qian was focused on her son and didn't care much about her daughter Jiang Xiangxiang.
After his son was born, he sent Jiang Xiangxiang to his grandma's granddaughter, and the two grew up together.
If it hadn't been for the arrangement by the Marquis Jiang Qiao, Jiang Xiangxiang might not have been able to read, and even learned embroidery from his maid.
Now Jiang Xiangxiang is fourteen and has reached the age of marriage proposal after the Chinese New Year.
Aunt Qian wanted her to marry a good family and make her brother's career smoother in the future, so she asked her to "fulfill her filial piety" in front of Princess Zhaoyang.
All Jiang Xiangxiang could do was make some clothes, shoes, socks and cakes, but Princess Zhaohua was the daughter of the late Prince Jin and had never seen anything good.
From Jiang Xiangxiang's unspeakable expression, she knew that she was being disliked by others, so she just told Aunt Qian that Princess Zhaohua had no shortage of clothes.
It's also because his aunt doesn't care and his father doesn't often care. Jiang Xiangxiang has developed the habit of looking at people's faces and speaking cautiously.
Jiang Yuhuan had just come out of the depressing place of the County Prince's Mansion, and meeting Jiang Xiangxiang gave her a fresh feeling of being alive.
After returning to his small courtyard, he pulled Jiang Xiangxiang and asked her to take out the embroidery and look at it.
Jiang Xiangxiang was embarrassed at first, but until Jiang Yuhuan kept praising her, she became somewhat confident and even recommended herself to make clothes for Jiang Yuhuan.
Jiang Yuhuan didn't bring much clothes, so he agreed.
She enthusiastically stayed with Jiang Xiangxiang for dinner, but Jiang Xiangxiang refused repeatedly. In the end, Jiang Yuhuan showed her the attitude of a county princess and frightened her into staying.
She held the chopsticks and didn't even dare to pick up the food.
In half a day, she had figured out Jiang Xiangxiang.
At this time, the more gently he guided her to pick up the food, the more cautious she became.
Jiang Yuhuan forcefully put the vegetables into Jiang Xiangxiang's bowl, and then ate them as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Xiangxiang stared at the food in the bowl blankly, feeling his eyes swollen.
She looked at Jiang Yuhuan's leisurely look, lowered her head and ate without saying a word.
After dinner, Jiang Xiangxiang said goodbye.
Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Yuhuan asked Zhongyuan to take her back.
After Jiang Xiangxiang left, the whole yard became quiet.
Jiang Qiao sent the people who had served her over in the afternoon, but she rejected them. She didn't need anyone else in her yard.
She walked in the yard to eat, and the longer she walked, the harder it became to understand Jiang Qiao.
Jiang Qiao said he had a reason for drugging her. If it was true, he was so worried about her life that he could barely be considered a good father.
But this yard...
Desolate and... desolate.
She really couldn't find any other words to describe it.
Many things are newly put out, including flowers and plants.
At first glance, it doesn't look like it has always been planted here.
Moreover, the location of the courtyard itself was very remote, giving Jiang Yuhuan the feeling that Jiang Qiao wanted people to forget her, no, the original owner.
"I heard that it was Liuyi who found me and took me back to the county prince's palace?"
"Um."
"Have you seen me at that time? What was I like? Did Liu Yi mention my situation in the house? Fu Shichang wanted to take me away. He should have observed me for a period of time before taking action, right?"
"Yes. Jiang Yuhuan was crazy at first, and the mother-in-law in the yard had a bad attitude and often made her hungry. However, Wen Sihou would secretly come to see her. Later, she sometimes became sober and sometimes went crazy. She must have taken the medicine that makes her extremely happy and miserable. Because of the antidote.”
Sanqi still remembers that when Liuyi first brought Jiang Yuhuan back to the county prince's mansion, Jiang Yuhuan was dressed in tatters and her hair was a mess.
They were eager to find a way to break the situation, and no one cared what Jiang Yuhuan looked like.
"Since she was sober once, how could Fu Shiju conclude that it was me who woke up that day, and not Jiang Yuhuan who was sober?"
"Eye. Liuyi said that the original Jiang Yuhuan's eyes were dull when he was awake, but Princess Princess you were hostile when you woke up."
Sanqi wasn't there at the time, but Liuyi was a big talker and told them everything.
Jiang Yuhuan was surprised, "Sluggish? He should be ignorant after recovering from madness. How can he be sluggish?"
"Master also finds it strange that Jiang Yuhuan does not talk nonsense or act crazy when he is awake, but he does have a sense of stupidity."
Jiang Yuhuan thought, could it be that Jiang Qiao drugged him and made him stupid?
He quickly denied his thoughts.
There is a page in the dowry list that explains those strange medicines, how to use them, how long they last, what their symptoms are, including the sequelae after use.
However, extreme joy can only cause people to go crazy and have no sequelae. Could it be that the original owner was a fool?
The more we know, the more we feel that the original owner itself is a huge mystery.
She shook her head to stop herself from thinking about it.
Tomorrow is the flower viewing party, and she has to go even if she is injured.
The ten-day period was coming soon, and although there was no written notice on the consequences of not completing the promise, she didn't understand her ability, and she didn't know if there would be any hidden punishment for not completing it.
Fatigue struck her instantly, and she returned to her room. Before Sanqi came back, she was ready to fall asleep with Zhongyuan waiting on her.
She lay on the bed where the original owner once slept and fell asleep.
There was darkness in my mind, and suddenly little stars of light appeared. Someone was talking not far away, but she couldn't see clearly from a distance, so she subconsciously moved closer.
As she got closer, the scene before her became clearer and clearer.
She saw a young woman sleeping weakly on the bed. Even though her hair was messy and her face was pale, she could not hide her beautiful face.
The woman's lower body was stained red with blood, which made Jiang Yuhuan's heart tighten.
She wanted to call the doctor for her, but she couldn't make a sound.
Beside the bed, a little girl opened her mouth and cried loudly. The woman raised her hand with difficulty to touch the little girl's head, but looked in her direction and comforted her softly: "Ah Huan, be good, don't cry."
Ah Huan?
Jiang Yuhuan turned around and found that there was no one behind him.
Are you calling her?
When she turned around again, the woman whispered into the little girl's ear. Jiang Yuhuan couldn't hear clearly. She came closer again. The woman suddenly raised her head with sharp eyes, "Ah Huan, don't forget what mother told you. You must go to mother's grave." I’ll burn incense in front of you, got it?”
Jiang Yuhuan nodded blankly, and then the scene in front of him became distorted, and the world spun for a moment, leaving only the woman's weak breath that kept ringing in his ears.
"Ah Huan..."
"Send incense..."
"Place incense before the grave..."
"Remember mother's words..."
Jiang Yuhuan felt a terrible headache and kept chanting: "Stop reciting, I understand, burn incense, I understand!"
After she yelled these words, the scene in front of her returned to what it was before, except that the woman's hands on the bed hung down weakly, and she was no longer breathing.
The little girl lying beside the bed walked out with eyes blank, and kept muttering, "Send incense to your mother to show your filial piety."
Then, the scene changed, and the little girl was sitting in the yard digging in the mud, mumbling something.
Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he talks to himself.
Jiang Yuhuan called out "Ah Huan" tentatively, and the little girl paused and slowly turned her head.
The round little face has strange facial features, the eyebrows and eyes are the same as before but they are slightly wider, but the lips are like a mature man's.
Her eyes were full of pleading, her cheeks were stained with tears, and at the same time, she grinned with a weird smile.
"ah--"
With a scream, Jiang Yuhuan sat up and woke up from the nightmare.
She clutched her chest and gasped, looking at the dark room, feeling terrified in her heart.
"Zhongyuan, Sanqi."
No one answered, and there was silence in the darkness.
Zhongyuan and Sanqi have sensitive ears. It stands to reason that they would come in when they heard her cry out. How come there was no movement?
She was a little scared and didn't even dare to lift the bed curtain.
"Zhongyuan? Sanqi? Are you outside?" Her voice trembled, but she still received no response.
Jiang Yuhuan's eyes were sore, and he hesitated with his hand on the bed tent.
Do you want to go out or not?
Something must have happened to Zhongyuan and Sanqi.
But with the abilities of the two of them, there wouldn't be any movement at all.
While she was thinking, she felt the bed curtain move.
She immediately became alert and slowly touched the dagger under the pillow.
Suddenly, she heard a sneer. For some reason, she felt that the sneer was mocking her for being timid.
She held the dagger tightly in her hand and stared at the bed curtain with bated breath.
For a long time, there was no more movement from outside. Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she could only hear the "thumping" heartbeat in her ears.
Her whole body was stiff due to excessive tension. She didn't dare to let down her guard. Her intuition told her that the person hadn't left yet.
Sure enough, the next moment, she felt a gust of wind and the bed curtain was lifted.
A burst of fire suddenly lit up in the air, shining on the man's face and startling Jiang Yuhuan.
Jiang Yuhuan pretended to be calm and did not scream. She pulled out her dagger and pointed it at the man, "Who!"
The man held up the fire stick and approached Jiang Yuhuan. After sizing him up, he said disdainfully: "Hey, with such courage, no wonder he needs my protection."
His voice was clear and clear, and he sounded like a young man.
Jiang Yuhuan thought he heard wrongly, "Wha...what?"
The young man frowned, "Small stammer?"
"You are the one who stutters, and your whole family stutters!"
Instead of being annoyed, the young man said with great interest: "I don't have a family, so my master barely counts me as my family. And you, as my master's daughter, are also part of my family, so you still stutter."
Jiang Yuhuan was confused by his series of words. She heard every word clearly, but why couldn't she understand them when they were connected together?
"Are you Jiang Qiao's apprentice?" she asked tentatively.
The young man showed a disgusted expression, "What Jiang Qiao, my master is a famous machine formation master."
Jiang Yuhuan felt that this person was not very smart. How could her mother be involved with his master? Wouldn't this ruin her mother's reputation?
"Stop talking nonsense! My mother is Mrs. Hou, how can I become your mistress!"
The young man waved his hand, "Hey, don't interfere with their adults' affairs."
Jiang Yuhuan also stopped at the right time.
Zhongyuan and Sanqi were motionless, which must have been the work of this person.
"What did you do to my maid?"
The young man sat unceremoniously on the edge of the bed, and Jiang Yuhuan backed away defensively.
"I set up a formation to trap them. It's really useless. I thought they could play with me."
Jiang Yuhuan's dagger approached and said coldly: "Let them go."
"It will come out when the time comes." The young man held the dagger between his fingers and shook it. He was not worried about Jiang Yuhuan hurting him at all. "Little junior sister, put the dagger away."
"Who is your junior sister!"
"You!"
"..."
She asked this not because she didn't really know who the junior sister he was talking about was, but because she wanted to ask where the title "little junior sister" came from.
I don’t know if the young man did it on purpose or if he really didn’t understand her.
