"No matter what Wanwan looks like, she is still our family's treasure."

Yu Shulan said this to Jiang Qingwan, and also to her two sons.

Jiang Chuyuan, seventeen years old this year, was left in the Jiang family like Jiang Qingluo, but he did not grow up as a bad person. He was already seven years old at the time and loved reading very much.

He followed the path of Jiang Weiyan from the third house, but he was more talented than Jiang Weiyan. He won the top spot in the imperial examination this year and is now working as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy.

He was also the prince's study companion, and everyone knew that he would have a bright future.

The second elder brother, Jiang Dingbei, was born when his father and mother were fighting in the northwest. He was only 10 years old, but the determination on his face could not be concealed.

Having seen fighting on the battlefield, he has the same ambition to defend his country as his father. Now he is just waiting to join the military camp after he comes of age.

[Alas, my two brothers were so outstanding, but it's a pity that they were also harmed by evil people.]

[My eldest brother, such a righteous man, was falsely accused of having an affair with his sister-in-law, and was ultimately despised by everyone and committed suicide.]

[My second brother was the only one to escape when the Jiang family was destroyed. He led the remaining Jiang family soldiers to seek justice for his family, but in the end he was torn apart by five horses, his body being torn apart by his tendons. It was also the most tragic death of all.]

[Thinking about the Jiang family's loyal and brave second branch, who guarded the border for many years, bringing stability to the Yuan Dynasty, and finally ended up like this, it's really heartbreaking.]

Hearing this, the three of them were shocked. They didn't expect that the Jiang family would have such a tragic ending.

Jiang Chuyuan was a little confused, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. He was having an affair with his sister-in-law, but which sister-in-law? The Jiang family only had the eldest son of the eldest wife. Jiang Yilang was older than him, so she couldn't be his wife.

But he is not engaged yet, and, Jiang Chuyuan lowered his eyes, he already has a lover.

Jiang Dingbei was still a little young, and not as patient as his mother and elder brother. He couldn't help but tremble slightly when holding Jiang Qingwan's hand.

He was not afraid of his own death, but the fact that all the members of the Jiang family were killed. His family was his Achilles' heel, and he would never allow anyone to harm them.

[Sigh, I'm a little tired. My body is too weak. I don't know how many days I can live. I can't even remember the day I die.]

The three of them paled instantly when these words came out. What did they mean by not knowing how long they would live? Could it be that my younger sister had been killed before them?

They wanted to hear more clearly, but seeing that Jiang Qingwan was too sleepy to open his eyes, they gave up.

They will protect my little sister well and will never allow anyone to hurt her.

Yu Shulan asked Wen Xia to carry her to the side room to rest, and told her not to let anyone in.

When only mother and her two children were left in the room, Jiang Dingbei, who lost his patience first, spoke.

"Mother, what's going on? Why can we hear my sister's thoughts?"

Yu Shulan shook her head. "I don't know either. Anyway, as long as we hold Wanwan's hand, we can hear her inner voice, and it seems that only our family can hear it."

She also asked Wen Xia to hold Jiang Qingwan's hand yesterday, but Wen Xia didn't react at all. She guessed that he couldn't hear her.

She didn't know if it was just their family, or if blood relations would be accepted, but now the Jiang family was full of jackals, tigers and leopards, and she didn't dare to take the risk.

"As I said before, no matter how different she is from ordinary people, she is still our family member, a treasure given to us by God."

"Don't worry, mother. We know what to do."

The two brothers promised that they would not only protect Jiang Qingwan, but also the entire Jiang family.

"Mother, should we keep Wanwan's affairs a secret from Qingluo?"

When mentioning Jiang Qingluo, Yu Shulan's expression turned gloomy. Jiang Qingluo had never appeared since she gave birth.

She felt guilty towards her daughter and wanted to make up for the loss of these years, but Jiang Qingluo didn't give her any chance and treated her like an enemy.

Through Jiang Qingwan's inner voice, she knew that all this was deliberately instigated by the eldest wife, but she couldn't untie the knot in her heart for the time being.

After thinking for a long time, she said, "Let's keep it secret from her for now."

"First and Third Houses, please be careful. When your father comes back, we will find a way to divide the family property."

Originally, the three brothers should have separated long ago. When they returned from the northwest, the emperor even gave them a mansion.

But Old Madam Jiang disagreed, the other two families didn't want to divide it, and Jiang Weizhen was a foolishly filial person, so the matter was never mentioned again.

But if you think about it carefully, the only ones who suffered in this matter were the second house. They had received many rewards from the emperor for their wars, but all of them were confiscated and finally fell into the hands of the first and third houses.

Moreover, with Jiang Weizhen's protection, the eldest brother and the third brother were able to thrive in the court.

They are all family, and she didn't want to care about these things. But now that she knows their sinister intentions, Yu Shulan is not going to swallow her anger anymore.

Here, Jiang Qingwan took a nap, then went into the space to practice for an hour. He stopped when he felt some breath moving in his body.

She was born a goddess with the power to destroy the world, but she had no idea that cultivation was such a difficult thing.

I heard that it takes hundreds or even thousands of years for a mortal to become an immortal. Could it be that it would take her that long too?

"Sister, is this the little sister I just got?"

"Didn't you say you didn't recognize her as your sister? Why, are you changing your mind now?"

Just when Jiang Qingluo was about to sleep a little longer, she heard some chattering sounds beside her ears. She opened her eyes and saw two women standing beside her bed.

The one on the left is wearing a goose yellow shirt. Although he looks ordinary, he has an extraordinary temperament and fair skin, which makes him look elegant and refined.

The woman standing on the right was wearing a red dress, gold jewelry on her head, and heavy makeup. Although her facial features were good, she looked extremely vulgar.

Without thinking, Jiang Qingluo knew that the one on the right was his elder sister Jiang Qingwan, and the one on the left was the eldest daughter of the first wife, Jiang Zhaoyue.

Jiang Zhaoyue is not very old, but she has a vicious mind. On the surface, she treats Jiang Qingluo like a sister, but in fact, she only uses her.

Most of the stupid things Jiang Qingluo did were her ideas behind the scenes.

Finally, when he saw Jiang Qingluo was in trouble, he secretly turned to the heroine and gave her the final blow.

"She...she's awake."

Seeing her open her eyes, Jiang Qingluo's eyes flashed with panic, and he turned around and was about to leave.

"She's just a newborn baby, why are you afraid of her doing anything?"

Jiang Zhaoyue held her back and said, "If you don't deal with her now, when she grows up, you won't have a place to stand."

"But she is my biological sister."

A trace of struggle flashed in Jiang Qingluo's eyes.

Jiang Qingwan also understood her situation. Although she did not remember the day she died, she clearly remembered that she was killed by Jiang Zhaoyue.

If my guess is correct, it should be today.

She has only lived for two days and she doesn't want to die yet, but now she can't speak and her magic power has not recovered. How can we stop it?