Having transmigrated into this world and witnessed her Mother being divorced, Lian’er saw the ugly face of the Song Family and resolutely decided to leave with her Mother.
Want a divorce?
"It would be best not to let Jiang Shuxue marry into the Zhong family. Otherwise, even if the Wei family falls on hard times, they will still have someone to rely on and a powerful backer. They will then put pressure on Princess Shouguang again," Qiao Lian'er said.
If Princess Shouguang is in bad shape, how can Xiao Lan be alright?
Pei Shijiu said, "I've found out these past few days that the reason the Zhong family agreed to this marriage is related to the astronomical dowry. The person Young Master Zhong most wants to marry is not Jiang Shuxue."
Qiao Lian'er was somewhat surprised to hear this gossip.
Indeed, coveting a dowry is not uncommon in any era, especially a dowry inherited from Princess Shouguang, which comes from the royal family and is even more enviable.
Young Master Zhong, for the sake of his dowry, was willing to marry a woman he didn't particularly like; wealth and riches are truly wonderful things.
"Once Xiao Lan returns and acknowledges her relatives, revealing the truth of what happened back then, Jiang Shuxue will lose her dowry from Princess Shouguang, and the Zhong family will find a way to annul the engagement." She tapped the tea table with a leisurely air.
“So, we’ll just have to watch how things develop.” Pei Shijiu raised an eyebrow.
Under the treatment of the imperial physicians, Jiang Shijing recovered day by day.
Instead of hearing the news that he had become demented, the Wei family heard that even Jiang Shijing had been cured.
This was another bolt from the blue for Wei.
"Impossible. Those poisons have been inflicted for years, and the damage is already done. There's no cure, so how could it possibly be cured?"
The poisoning began when Jiang Shijing was just a few years old. This is why, even after Jiang Zhongmao discovered that the source of the poison was in the teapot and summoned a royal physician from the palace, Madam Wei remained calm and unhurried.
Because it's completely useless.
However, given the precedent of Princess Shouguang's overnight recovery, Lady Wei still felt uneasy.
"Shuxue, quickly go to the eldest young master's courtyard and see if it's true." Madam Wei's voice was filled with panic as she pushed Jiang Shuxue.
“I also want to verify this properly,” Jiang Shuxue said. “Mother, it’s probably not true. It’s just Princess Shouguang spreading false information to scare us. How could someone who has been crippled suddenly return to normal? What’s the difference between that and being brought back to life?”
“But Princess Shouguang has indeed recovered. It is said that she was helped by the gods. Look at her now, she is so energetic and full of life. She could live for several more decades. I’m afraid that since God helped her, He will also help her son.”
"I simply don't believe such a bizarre thing could happen."
Jiang Shuxue left the courtyard and headed towards the eldest young master's place.
Whether it was Mrs. Wei's imagination or not, on such a hot day, she felt a cold wind blowing through the air and then into her sleeves, causing her to instinctively hug her arms tightly.
Jiang Shijing had a screen, table, fruit and snacks prepared in the courtyard, and he leisurely practiced calligraphy.
After several days of treatment, he is now "well".
Anyway, his mother regained her vitality overnight, which shocked the entire Jiang family. If one strange thing happens, there will be a second. He just needs to put on a show.
At this moment, Jiang Shijing was dressed in a white robe embroidered with green bamboo, his black hair tied up with a jade crown, looking handsome and refreshing. He held a brush in one hand and rolled up his sleeve with the other, writing on the rice paper with flowing, elegant and neat strokes.
Where is there even a trace of madness left?
Jiang Shuxue thought she was seeing things and checked several times.
It really is Jiang Shijing! I've never seen Jiang Shijing so dignified before!
She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
Now that Jiang Shijing is doing well and can study for the imperial examinations, what chance do her two younger brothers have in the Jiang family? What will become of her mother in the future?
Jiang Shuxue still clung to a sliver of hope. Whether she had truly returned to normal after entering the courtyard could not be determined solely by her behavior; her speech was the true indicator of her authenticity.