Jiang Jiaojiao scolded the boy angrily: "What are you making such a fuss about?"
She just sent her maid to look for her cousin, but the porter said she didn't see her cousin coming back.
Later, she heard that her father had changed his mind and kicked Jiang Shuyue out of the house, so she went to the Chuihua Gate to wait.
She was not satisfied with this result. How could she let Jiang Shuyue leave comfortably.
Jiang Zhengming and Yang rushed over after hearing the shouting.
Of course, Yang came to see how Jiang Shuyue left in such a mess.
Jiang Shuyue paused slightly and looked at the boy.
It's autumn, and if the boy is sweating on his forehead, it must be something serious.
She connected the events before and after and thought about it. It was not difficult to see through Yang's wishful thinking.
"Master, madam, something serious has happened. The young master cousin was teasing the maid in the princess's mansion, and his legs were broken by the guards of the princess's mansion."
Hearing the boy's words, Mrs. Yang swayed, and Mrs. Wang quickly stretched out her hand to support her.
The pain in her back made Jiang Shuyue even weaker. She steeled herself and turned around slightly.
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her mouth. She couldn't do anything now, but she could still grow thorns.
Looking at Mrs. Wang expressionlessly: "If he listens to your words and immediately goes back to Yang's house to find Dongmei, will this leg not have to be broken?"
"Miss! You...when did I ask him to find Dongmei?"
"That's enough!" Yang scolded sternly, looking at Mrs. Wang with a different look.
Mrs. Wang shrank in fear. Dongmei was her granddaughter and worked as a maid in the Yang family.
She gave Young Master Cousin that kind of medicine, how could she let him go back to find Dongmei? Wouldn't that ruin Madam's plan?
"Girl, let's go! The coachman is already waiting outside. Once you get out of this door, stop calling yourself the eldest lady of the Jiang family." The housekeeper urged with a brown paper bag in hand.
The master and the servant walked out of the gate of Shangshu Mansion without looking back, and helped each other get into the carriage.
Just after leaving the city gate, Qiu Ju saw Jiang Shuyue's forehead dripping with cold sweat.
She said anxiously: "Miss, does the wound hurt? If Mrs. Wang hadn't urged you so hard, I should have changed your clothes and applied medicine to the wound before leaving."
"Silly girl, how could the doctor give us the medicine? How could he still rely on the Shangshu's house to make a living?"
"Mother Wang asked someone to beat you. Your injury is on your butt, right? Get down on the couch quickly."
When Jiang Shuyue saw Qiu Ju kneeling in the carriage, sorting out packages, she knew that this girl's butt must be so bruised that she would be unable to sit down.
Qiu Ju's eyes were filled with mist: "Miss, your back injury is more serious than mine. Don't rub it against the carriage wall. Just lie down on the small couch and I will kneel down."
Jiang Shuyue couldn't beat Qiu Ju because the carriage was too small. Finally, she asked Qiu Ju to stop sorting the clothes in the packages and let her lie down on the two packages.
At night, the coachman lit up the lantern, and the flickering lantern moved on the official road, like a ghost wandering under the night.
The master and the servant were in pain and hungry. At some point, they both fell into a deep sleep.
"Miss Jiang, we've arrived at Zhuangzi. Get off the bus quickly. I'm in a hurry to go back to Shangshu's Mansion for business." The coachman shouted loudly, no longer calling himself a slave in front of her.
Qiu Ju suddenly slid off the package and saw Jiang Shuyue opening her eyes.
She glanced outside: "Miss, slow down, wait for the slave to carry the package out of the car, and then come up to help you."
Jiang Shuyue struggled to get up from the couch. The bumpy night made her whole body hurt even more.
The master and the servant struggled to get out of the carriage. The woman in the yard looked at her strangely, as if she were looking at a monster. No one came up to help carry the parcel.
The wife in charge and the coachman murmured for a while, then she saw the coachman off and then walked over slowly.
"Follow me. Since you are not the eldest lady, don't act like a eldest lady."
The mother-in-law's tone was unkind, she glanced at the two of them with a pair of triangular eyes, and then walked inside on her own.
"You stay here and recover from your injuries first. You will have to work in the fields with everyone in the next few days. Zhuangzi does not raise waste."
When the wife in charge walked to the door, she turned back to Qiu Ju and said, "Go to the kitchen to get three meals a day. It's already past breakfast time today. We'll go back at noon."
Qiu Ju looked at the simple house, which was worse than the houses where the servants of Shangshu Mansion lived.
There was only a wooden bed, a table, and two chairs in the room.
There was a broken wooden box in the corner of the room, and there was no wardrobe.
Hearing the footsteps of the mother-in-law walking away, Qiu Ju burst into tears: "Miss, they bully people too much. They live in a broken house and don't give them food. You haven't even eaten two meals of water or rice."
Jiang Shuyue was not the original owner, so the grievance she felt in her heart was not too strong. Instead, she felt like she was surviving a disaster.
She asked: "Qiu Ju, have you brought your sewing kit?"
Qiu Ju unwrapped a package, took out her sewing kit and put it on the table.
Jiang Shuyue took the embroidery needle and pricked it on the side of her thumb.
Seeing blood droplets emerging from the lady's fingers, Qiu Ju exclaimed: "Miss, please don't hurt yourself."
"Silly girl, I have a fever. There is no medicine here. I have to bleed to reduce the fever."
Qiu Ju said with some fear: "I think the young lady can't think about it."
Jiang Shuyue touched Qiu Ju's forehead. Fortunately, she was fine.
Jiang Shuyue looked at the bare bed and said to Qiu Ju, "We can't sit still and wait for death. You go get two bowls of water. After we drink it, we go out to find herbs."
"Miss, when did you recognize herbal medicine?" Qiu Ju asked in confusion.
"I've read so many books, so I'll recognize it naturally. Go quickly and I'll pack the clothes."
Seeing Qiu Ju go out, Jiang Shuyue put the two packages of clothes into the broken wooden box.
The things couldn't be covered inside, so she simply used the lid of the wooden box to store clothes, and then covered it with a piece of cloth.
Looking at Jiang Jiaojiao's empty makeup box, she took off her earrings and picked up the simplest pair of white jade earrings inside.
The jade is not clear enough, and there is a white mist inside, which indicates that the quality is not very good at first glance.
Just plain is fine, she quickly put on her earrings.
She pressed her thumb hard, and blood came out again. A drop of blood was quickly swallowed by the jade pendant.
Suddenly, she felt some force pushing her, her body became weightless, and the scene in front of her took on a completely new look.
"Where is this? Did I go to some nook and cranny again?"
Jiang Shuyue was stunned by the scene in front of her.
Chickens and sheep were running on a large piece of grass. A spring was bubbling, and the clear spring water flowed into a creek.
There are several thatched houses beside the creek.
Looking further into the distance is a vast expanse of white.
"Why can't you see clearly? I have penetrated the cataract patient's body?" Jiang Shuyue quickly rubbed her eyes.
At first glance, it's still the same.
She lowered her head, and when pain hit her back, she was sure that she was still the unlucky eldest daughter of the Jiang family.
There was a piece of land next to the thatched house. She looked around, it was lush and green, but she couldn't see far away, it was like a fairyland.
She couldn't help but touch the white jade earrings and murmured: "Is this the legendary space? God has been kind to me."
Suddenly, she heard rapid footsteps and wondered how to get out.
Suddenly she appeared in the shabby house again.
