Chapter 7

After she said that, everyone woke up from their dream.

At first, they thought that the son-in-law of the Jiang family was doing something improper with the maid. After opening the door, they found out that it was the servant and the maid. Now, after being pointed out by the second Miss Jiang, everyone noticed the purple silk dress scattered under the couch. It was definitely not a material that a maid could afford to wear.

Three or two brave people came forward to take a look. The woman on the couch suddenly raised her eyes and met the gaze of the people who were looking at her. She screamed and immediately covered her face, waving her white arms in the air: "Go away, go away, go away quickly, don't come near me."

In just a moment, someone with sharp eyes discovered the clue: "Isn't this the daughter of the Wen family?"

"Oh, it really is the girl from the Wen family."

"I know this girl from the Wen family. She is always very ambitious. It is said that anyone who comes to her house to propose marriage will be thrown out if she doesn't like them. She will also humiliate them. She doesn't give them face at all. Now she is twenty-one and still hasn't found a husband."

"Yeah, I never thought she was such a shameless woman in private."

As they were talking, a sturdy and plump figure suddenly rushed over and pounced on the woman who was crying on the couch. His tall body completely covered her and blocked everyone's view.

The heart-wrenching cry instantly resounded throughout the room: "Qiu Shui, my poor Qiu Shui, who framed you?"

The woman on the couch was her cousin Wen Qiu Shui whom she had not seen for many years, and the woman who pounced on her was the one who had just shouted in the courtyard that she wanted to catch an adulterer, her mother's half-sister Zhao Xiaoshuang. No wonder she felt like she had seen her somewhere before. It turned out to be Aunt Zhao. After not seeing her for many years, she looked much plumper.

When the news of my mother's death came, my aunt, the only sister that my mother worried about when she was alive, did not even attend her funeral after her death. She was even unwilling to see her off. She also drove out the servant who went to deliver the message and cursed my mother for being unlucky.

In the past, he refused to have anything to do with the Jiang family, but now, ten years have passed, and he is willing to step into the Jiang Mansion.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhaoli's eyes turned slightly cold, and the anger in her heart instantly spread to every part of her body. She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and the resentful look disappeared without a trace, covered up by her.

Zhao Xiaoshuang turned around suddenly and stared fiercely at the gazes of the crowd, her eyes full of rejection and disgust. She had a cold look and crossed her hands in front of her chest, completely blocking Wen Qiu Shui behind her.

"Jiang Zhaoli, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you get them all out? Are you just standing here watching Qiu Shui make a fool of herself?"

Jiang Zhaoli suddenly smiled and bowed, "It turns out to be my aunt. I haven't seen you for many years. You have become more plump. I almost don't recognize you."

When she raised her eyes again, her face showed a confused and embarrassed look: "But why did my aunt say that the person on the couch was my cousin Qiushui? Shouldn't my cousin Qiushui be waiting to get married in the mansion? How could she run to the couch in the Jiang Mansion and be with someone..."

When she said the last sentence, she sighed repeatedly, all of which were full of regret, and she really looked like a younger sister who was worried about her elder sister but could do nothing about it.

In the face of Zhao Xiaoshuang's angry expression, Jiang Zhaoli pretended to be a lady and pretended not to see it.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she raised her chin arrogantly, her eyes sparkling, as dazzling as stars: "But please rest assured, aunt, no matter whether the person on the couch is cousin Qiushui or not, Li'er will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Zhao Xiaoshuang's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and the anger in her eyes seemed to tear her apart: "How do you check?"

"You are not the Chief Justice."

Jiang Zhao gave a wink, and after receiving the order, Nanny Hong called a few servants to leave with her.

Everyone was waiting for the next good show tacitly, and they all stood there unwilling to leave. Jiang Zhaoli said with a smile: "Just now, a servant slandered my husband's reputation in front of everyone in the courtyard. I have sent someone to find him."

Just now in the courtyard, most people heard the servant's nonsense, and he insisted that he had not misjudged the person.

Now it has been confirmed that the person in the room was not Yin Su, and as the heir to the throne, it was only natural for her to arrest the servant to clear her husband's name and the Jiang family's name. Not only would no one say anything to her, but if anyone did say anything, they would only say that she enforced the law impartially and was of high moral character.

Zhao Xiaoshuang stared at Jiang Zhaoli with resentful eyes, her face twisted with anger, like a bear ready to pounce, with its bloody mouth wide open: "Jiang Zhaoli, is your husband's reputation more important, or is your cousin more important? He is just a son-in-law. If you are gone, I can just find another one. How can anyone compare to your cousin?"

Everyone was amused by Zhao Xiaoshuang's shameless appearance, and they all whispered accusations and curses at her.

Jiang Zhaoli pursed her lips and replied, "What are you talking about, aunt? My husband's reputation is of course important to me. I can't treat him with contempt just because he is a son-in-law. This is not the style of our Jiang family. Besides, the servant may be related to my cousin's affairs. Is it because my aunt doesn't want to clear my cousin's name by stopping him?"

What a sharp-tongued bitch. Zhao Xiaoshuang bared her teeth and was about to lose her temper when she heard some noise outside. The ups and downs of pushing and shoving continued into the room.

The servant was pushed and kicked into the house, and was thrown in front of Jiang Zhaoli, lying on the ground. The bulging bag on his arm fell loosely, and the bag was scattered, revealing all the dazzling gold hairpins and jewelry inside.

"Huh." Everyone took a breath. How much money was embezzled?

Seeing that the truth was revealed, his legs couldn't help but tremble, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed. He crawled and knelt, trying to reach out to pull Jiang Zhaoli's sleeve.

Jiang Zhaoli shook his clothes with a cold look on his face.

The servant was so disheartened that he collapsed to the ground.

"Miss, this boy tried to escape, but was caught by the guards right after he arrived at the gate." Madam Hong put her hands on her waist and spat at the servant who was kneeling on the ground.

Such greedy, vain and delusional things that want to harm their master are not worthy of staying with the girl.

Jiang Zhaoli lowered his eyes and glanced at him, then spoke slowly, his tone calm but making people feel uneasy: "Why did you slander my son-in-law for no reason in the courtyard just now? Who instructed you to do that?"

The servant swallowed, rolled his eyes around and refused to answer.

Jiang Zhaoli said calmly: "Nurse, since he refuses to speak, let's send him to see the official."

According to the wet nurse, the boy has a seriously ill mother at home and he would never go to jail and leave his mother behind. He would definitely try his best to clear himself of suspicion, and sending him to see the official was undoubtedly the best intimidation.

After all, the weak spot is the best torture tool to attack a person.

As expected, when he heard the word "official", the servant panicked instantly, his pupils shrank suddenly, his body trembled like a pile of chaff, he lowered his head very low, and cried: "I can't go to see the official, I have a 60-year-old mother at home, please spare my life, second lady, please spare my life, I don't know, I really don't know."

Jiang Zhaoli was just about to speak when a message came from outside, and Yin Su came in. He took steady and powerful steps, approaching step by step.

A gentle and elegant voice sounded outside the room, surrounding my ears like pure flowing water: "My wife."

The word "madam" made people blush and their heart beat fast. Jiang Zhaoli was slightly startled and turned her head to look. The man was wearing a red round-necked robe, which made him look more evil and charming. He walked into the room with a smile on his face and stood beside her.

Suddenly, the woman on the couch got off the couch wrapped in quilt as if she was fascinated.

He stared at Yin Su's direction with a confused look on his face, and murmured, "Yin...Yin Langxu, how did you get in from outside?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang was so scared that she immediately hugged Wen Qiushui tightly and held her tightly in her arms.

"Look, this Wen family lady is so shameless that she dares to seduce the husband in front of Miss Jiang Er."

"If they didn't come in from outside, it's impossible for them to go out of the house like she did."

"That's right. If I were Madam Jiang, I would immediately throw her and her daughter out to avoid embarrassing them here."

"I don't think there's any need to investigate this. It's obvious that the Wen family girl seduced the Jiang family son-in-law."

"The Jiang family is the richest family after all. This kind of bearing is something that ordinary people can't learn."

Zhao Xiaoshuang stared at Wen Qiushui, as if she couldn't hold back. She glanced at the people watching the show in anger and scolded, "You know nothing, a bunch of ugly, foul-mouthed gossipers, what are you talking about?"

Everyone stared angrily and spit on him with disdain.

Zhao Xiaoshuang then turned her gaze to Jiang Zhaoli, and spoke in a sharp and piercing tone: "Jiang Zhaoli, what are you still standing there for? I am your aunt after all, and I am also your elder. How dare you treat me like this? Why don't you find a doctor quickly? Qiushui is weak all over, and someone must have drugged her. She was not like this before."

The latter explanation was obviously insignificant, and everyone made a "tsk" sound with a mocking look on their faces, as if to say that everyone knows your daughter's moral character in Luocheng, and she can't walk when she sees the good-looking Langxu.

Jiang Zhaoli couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. Why was Yin Su joining in the fun at this time?

The next moment, Yin Su reached out and held Jiang Zhaoli's soft hands hanging on both sides.

She froze, staring at their folded hands in shock.

The two bodies overlapping on the couch when she entered the room suddenly appeared in her mind. She felt hot for an instant and wanted to pull away, but he held her tightly and she could not move.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes, and a huge sense of shame instantly filled his body.

She secretly competed with him. No matter how she pinched him or bumped him with her elbow, he didn't move or let go.

Jiang Zhaoli: “…”

Does this man have no sense of pain? She thought that she had used quite a lot of strength just now, but he didn't move at all, not even trembling, and he didn't even loosen his grip on her hand.

Is it because she is too weak?

Using all the strength she had just used, she put her hands on her waist and pinched it hard. Two tears almost fell from the pain and kept rolling around in her eyes.

Yin Su glanced at her and spoke slowly, "My wife has always been thin-skinned. Now she is being slandered and abused by the Zhao family in front of everyone. Due to family affection, my wife has to swallow her grievances. But I really can't bear to see my wife cry, so I have to say a few words for her."

She was crying? How could it be possible? Then he realized that his eyes were indeed wet.

Jiang Zhaoli: “…”

I just pinched it myself.

This Yin Su...

He must have done it on purpose.

She stared at Yin Su and winked at him, as if to ask him what the hell he was doing. Why was he suddenly crying in front of everyone?

Originally, other people didn't think there was anything wrong, but when he said that, everyone's eyes fell on her face. They all felt that today's drama had made the second daughter of the Jiang family cry.

He completely blocked her line of sight and talked to himself.

"I knew that my wife didn't have breakfast today, so I prepared ginger soup for her in the kitchen to protect her from the cold. But I couldn't find her in the hall, so I asked around and found out that she was here."

Yin Su's amber eyes swept across Zhao Xiaoshuang with unusual calmness, with a smile on the corners of his lips, but upon closer inspection, the smile did not reach his eyes.

Zhao Xiaoshuang shrank her neck, hugged Wen Qiu Shui tightly in her arms, and did not dare to look up at Yin Su.

"Look how good Mr. Yin is to Miss Jiang."

"This boy really wronged Master Yin. Since ancient times, men rarely cook. This alone is enough to prove that Master Yin was wronged."

"He is a son-in-law, so what's wrong with cooking? It's also his duty to serve his parents-in-law."

"Look at what you said. If you have that kind of money, you can also organize a son-in-law recruitment."

Jiang Zhaoli took the opportunity to break free from Yin Su's restraints, rubbed her red jade hands, hid them in her sleeves, straightened her face, coughed lightly, and asked, "Who ordered you to do this? Tell me."

The servant closed his eyes as if ready to die, gritted his teeth and said, "Replying to Second Miss, I...I really don't know."

Matron Hong snorted coldly, and was about to kick the ignorant servant. But when she saw the look from Jiang Zhaoli, she straightened her clothes instead, and the wrinkles on her brow deepened. She said sternly, "Don't know? Does your sick mother at home know what you are doing now?"

Upon hearing the name of my mother, the young servant shuddered all over. His frozen eyes seemed to gradually relax and his body collapsed to the ground.

"I'm sorry to the Second Miss and the Jiang family." The servant lowered his head, his tone full of guilt.

The Jiang Mansion treated him very well. Unlike other mansions that arbitrarily deducted money from servants, those who performed well were given extra money.

Even on New Year's Day, each of them would be given two pounds of pork, which was the first in the Luocheng mansion. Many people were vying to work as waiters in the Jiang Mansion.

Now he had done such a ridiculous thing for a little money, and the more he thought about it, the more ashamed he felt.

Jiang Zhaoli: "If you really feel sorry for the Jiang family, then tell us everything you know."

The servant secretly raised his head to glance at Zhao Xiaoshuang, then immediately bent down and said, "Yes... it's Miss Wen."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Zhao Xiaoshuang wanted to stand up and tear him apart, but Wen Qiushui, who had suddenly regained consciousness, grabbed her sleeve. Her eyes were red and she cried, "Mom, don't leave."

The servant was frightened and trembled. He shrank back and said hesitantly, "Today, I was ordered to maintain order. Miss Wen came to me and said that she...she liked you the first time she saw you. She wanted me to do something for her. Then she forced a silver ingot on me without saying anything. She said she would give me two more after the task was completed. I have never seen so much silver before. When I thought of my sick mother at home, I was bewitched for a while."

"Miss Wen said that if I ruined my son-in-law's reputation, the Jiang family would divorce him, and she...she could recruit him into the Wen Mansion. She also...she said that my son-in-law was just a son-in-law, and that he was nothing to the Jiang family. Even if they knew the truth, they would not punish him too much, but would only blame him for not being a good husband."