Jiang Zhengming's raised whip hung in the air.
With red eyes, Yang pretended to be timid and went up to take the whip from Jiang Zhengming's hand.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue's heroic self, Jiang Zhengming turned his eyes to Jiang Jiaojiao.
"Jiao'er, tell me, whose young master does she have a crush on?"
Jiang Zhengming is certain that his eldest daughter is both talented and beautiful, and has a high spirit. The person she can like must be
Extraordinary.
It's just that this marriage without a matchmaker was something he didn't expect.
"It's brother Yang Mao!"
"puff!"
Jiang Shuyue felt her energy and blood surge, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Jiang Zhengming staggered and his body was about to fall. Yang quickly went up to support him.
"Husband, now that the matter is over, please fulfill Yue'er's wishes!"
"I also understand that my nephew is not good enough for Yue'er, but Yue'er... alas!"
Yang sighed heavily and swallowed back the next words.
Her maternal nephew was not good at literature and martial arts, so she asked Jiang Zhengming to guide him in his studies. He had already lived in Shangshu Mansion for some time.
Jiang Shuyue accepted the memory of the original owner. Of course she knew what Yang Mao was.
She took a look at the blood she spat out. The blood that had sprayed farthest away was slightly dark.
She took a deep breath, and the tightness in her chest subsided slightly.
She raised her sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of her lips, and looked directly at Jiang Zhengming, without any warmth in her eyes.
"not him!"
She clearly remembered that that man had a pair of very beautiful eyes.
Seeing her denial, Jiang Jiaojiao became anxious.
She exchanged glances with Yang and knelt down with a "pop" sound.
"Dad, please punish your daughter! It's all her fault. She helped my eldest sister hide you."
Jiang Zhengming was furious and stared at Jiang Shuyue with scarlet eyes: "Evil girl! I have spent so much time training you, am I just trying to get you to commit yourself to something that can't be built up by mud?"
Hearing Jiang Zhengming belittle her nephew in such a way, Yang dared not speak out in anger.
He lowered his eyes and advised in a gentle voice: "Husband, please calm down. Yang Mao hasn't been named on the gold list yet, but he is deeply in love with Yue'er, so you can help them!"
Jiang Jiaojiao pretended to be distressed: "Alas! The matter has come to an end and we can no longer hide it. Big sister, don't blame your sister for not helping you to keep hiding it. What happened today is really due to your poor thinking, big sister."
"Fortunately, my mother is smart and asked someone to carry you back before anyone in the princess mansion found out. If the eldest princess finds out about this, I'm afraid our whole family will suffer."
"Don't worry, husband, I have already issued a silence order. Yue'er's matter will not affect the reputation of the ladies in the house." Yang added without losing the opportunity.
Jiang Jiaojiao saw Jiang Shuyue looking at her with eyes as cold as ice, and a chill ran up her spine.
"Dad, the eldest sister refuses to admit it. My daughter will call her cousin over now."
Jiang Zhengming waved his hand: "Go and call that evil beast to confront you."
A look of pride flashed across Yang's eyes.
Except for the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, she is the matron of the family, and her daughter has been promoted to the legitimate daughter.
Her natal nephew was able to marry the beautiful Jiang Shuyue, and the Yang family made a profit, killing two birds with one stone.
Without her standing in her daughter's way, her darling's chances of entering the palace would be greater.
Even if her daughter couldn't live in the Jiaofang Palace, even if she could be the lord of the first palace, she would still be satisfied.
Jiang Zhengming looked at Jiang Shuyue with disappointment.
Jiang Shuyue lowered her eyes and thought.
Who is that person?
Based on her many years of clinical experience in traditional Chinese and Western medicine, she concluded that the original owner was weak and died due to overdose.
She vaguely remembered that she looked into a pair of starry eyes in confusion.
They were a pair of phoenix eyes that were as bright as stars, and their eyes were blurry, as if they had been intoxicated by the incense of acacia.
Jiang Shuyue thought hard, but there was no more information in her mind.
Seeing that my daughter who once had high hopes did not repent.
Jiang Zhengming was furious.
"Are you going to confess or are you going to deny it? If you are stubborn, I will give you two options."
Hearing that she still had a choice, Jiang Shuyue raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Zhengming: "My daughter has nothing to do with Yang Mao. Qiu Ju can testify to this."
Seeing that Jiang Zhengming didn't believe her at all, she gritted her teeth and said, "Tell me! Which two options are available?"
As long as her hands and feet are not tied and she sinks into the pond, she is very good at water. It is not winter yet, so she is sure that she can escape in the water.
"First, you marry into the Yang family in a low profile."
"No! Never, I would rather die than marry him." Jiang Shuyue rejected it without thinking.
"Second, there is no more Jiang Shuyue in the Jiang family."
Jiang Shuyue looked confused. What does it mean that there is no more Jiang Shuyue in the Jiang family?
Could it be that he was about to die just after wearing it? ? ?
Yang was worried on the sidelines. She knew Jiang Zhengming, his heart was ruthless but his hands were not vicious enough.
I'm afraid he didn't mean to let Jiang Shuyue die.
Jiang Zhengming paused, then turned to Mrs. Yang and said, "Tomorrow, ask the clan leader to bring the family tree. You can make her your stepmother. Jiang Shuyue will no longer be the legitimate daughter of my Jiang family and will be removed from the family tree."
Mrs. Yang cried with joy: "Master, it doesn't matter whether I am my wife or not, Yue'er..."
Those who didn't know thought she was crying because of Jiang Shuyue.
Jiang Shuyue could see the triumphant look in her eyes.
"Since she refuses to marry into the Yang family, go and ask the housekeeper to prepare a carriage and send her to Zhuangzi before closing the city gate to announce to the outside world that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family has died of a sudden illness."
Yang reluctantly accepted the order and left.
Jiang Zhengming turned around and flicked his sleeves, saying: "Go and clean up yourself, and get out of Shangshu's Mansion immediately."
Jiang Shuyue raised her eyes, her gaze resting on the original owner's mother's spiritual tablet.
He kowtowed three times to the spiritual tablet and said, "Don't worry, I, Jiang Shuyue, will repay you double the amount of your revenge."
She seemed to hear a distant sigh in her ears.
When he kowtowed, his clothes, which were stained with flesh and blood, were pulled apart, causing severe pain in his back.
She gritted her teeth and stood up with all her strength.
She stumbled out of the ancestral hall, walking close to the wall to prevent herself from falling.
Passing by the garden, a servant cast a disdainful look, and Jiang Shuyue seemed to have not seen him.
As soon as he walked into Tingyuxuan, Qiu Ju greeted him.
Looking at Jiang Shuyue, who was covered in blood, Qiu Ju burst into tears.
"Miss, Mrs. Wang won't let this slave go to the ancestral hall to see you."
"Don't cry, hurry up and pack your valuable clothes and jewelry. We will be sent to Zhuangzi outside the capital."
Qiu Ju wiped away her tears. When she turned around, Jiang Shuyue saw blood oozing out from her clothes.
There is no doubt that Qiu Ju was also beaten, but fortunately she was not killed with a stick.
Yang's clever tactics were used to deal with the original owner without leaving anyone speechless.
The master and servant quickly packed two large bags of clothing and filled two makeup boxes full of valuable jewelry.
As soon as I finished packing, Mrs. Wang came to urge me.
"Why are you bringing so many jewelry to Zhuangzi?" As soon as they reached the hanging flower door, Jiang Jiaojiao blocked their way.
There was no one else here, so she stopped pretending. She simply grabbed the makeup box from Jiang Shuyue's hand, picked and picked out the valuable jewelry, and finally kept some old-style jewelry.
"Take it! This place is full of junk belonging to your damn mother. It's bad luck for you to take them all away!" Jiang Jiaojiao stuffed the makeup box heavily into her arms.
"Master, it's not good! Something happened to my young master." A boy ran and shouted in a panic.
