Chapter 142 Everything is Fate

Three days later, the city gates were opened, and the people outside the city knelt down to see him off, while the people inside the city lined the streets to celebrate.

A tall horse came towards them, and the rider was none other than the Seventh Prince Chu Hean.

In the middle is Jiang Qingyue’s carriage.

Xie Lingyun's men were led by Cang Yi, who walked at the end carrying the simple coffin.

Yuxiao lowered the carriage curtain, feeling somewhat angry.

"If the prince could show up, how could the Red Flame Army be so cowardly?"

Jiang Qingyue raised the corners of her lips. "Once this is over, the Red Flame Army will naturally regain its prestige. Those who achieve great things must be more patient."

Chu Hean had to go back to the palace to meet the strangers first, Xie Lingyun also had to go back to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion first, and Jiang Qingyue returned to the Jiang family.

When she left home, no one was there to see her off.

Now that she is back, all the Jiang family members have come out to greet her.

Except Jiang Guiyu.

"Big sister!"

Jiang Qingyue had just gotten off the carriage when she saw Jiang Wanyin being supported by someone.

She ran over quickly, completely ignoring the three people from the Jiang family.

After seeing her, Jiang Wanyin finally had a smile on her face.

"Qingyue."

"Big sister!"

Jiang Qingyue felt a lump in her nose and almost cried.

Jiang Wanyin reached out her hand, but Jiang Qingyue used Mother Xu to block it slightly.

"Although the disease has been cured, I just returned from outside the city. Big sister, wait a minute, I will go back and change my clothes and then come to see you immediately."

Just now, the three members of the Jiang family were unhappy because they were ignored, but now after listening to Jiang Qingyue's words, they felt that it made sense.

"Qingyue is really sensible."

Jiang Qingyue glanced at Mrs. Jiang who was speaking, with no expression on her face, but she sneered in her heart.

In the past, whenever Jiang Guiyu was around, the word "sensible" would never appear in Jiang Qingyue's description.

Now that Jiang Guiyu is missing, it is her turn to be called these two words.

Jiang Shouye still looked as majestic as before, but his tone lacked the usual preaching, and one could even hear a hint of relief in his voice.

"Qingyue, you're going to the palace soon, right? Go and pack up quickly, don't delay us."

Jiang Qingyue bowed slightly and walked straight past Jiang Mingyang who was about to speak, without even looking at him.

Jiang Mingyang was filled with depression and wanted to lose his temper, but he also knew that what he had done in the past had gone too far.

If it were him, he would have probably let it go long ago.

But Jiang Qingyue said nothing.

I used to think she was cold and pretentious.

Now it seems that what they did before was too excessive, and she was heartbroken and dead.

"Miss!"

Que'er had been waiting at the door of Yuehuaxuan. The moment she saw Jiang Qingyue, Que'er burst into tears.

Jiang Qingyue walked up to her, took her handkerchief and wiped her tears.

"Why are you crying? Are you not happy that your young lady is back?"

Que'er was crying so hard that she couldn't even speak a complete sentence, and her head was shaking like a rattle.

Yuxiao laughed at her, "If you keep shaking your head, it will turn into paste."

Que'er laughed angrily.

He was about to say something, but when he looked next door, he quickly pulled Jiang Qingyue into Yuehuaxuan.

"Miss, come in quickly. Be careful, the second lady might do something bad again."

Jiang Qingyue looked back and saw that Begonia Garden was quiet, completely different from the hustle and bustle before she left home.

No, it's not quiet, but the Begonia Garden, which used to have servants serving it, now doesn't even have a gatekeeper.

"What happened to Haitangyuan?"

Que'er poured a cup of tea for Jiang Qingyue.

"Everyone knows what the Second Miss has done to you, the Third Miss, behind your back over the years. The Master has imprisoned her in Haitang Garden and said he wants to send her away, so naturally there's no need to send anyone to serve her."

"Since the first day of the Lunar New Year, the master has had all the valuables in the Second Young Lady's room moved out. Now, Begonia Garden is probably just an empty shell."

Jiang Qingyue glanced around the room. It was spotless and had been well-tidied by Que'er and the maids.

Even some valuable things were added.

"Were these all moved from Jiang Guiyu's place?"

As soon as Jiang Qingyue asked, Que'er shook her head.

"Madam did send some things over, but I haven't touched them yet. They're still in the next room. I thought I'd wait until Miss Three takes a look and sees them for herself. If she likes them, then I'll keep them. The new additions to the house were all sent by Madam Xu, and I've arranged them all for Miss Three."

Jiang Qingyue was indeed very satisfied.

"Que'er, I still need to go to the palace. Go get some water. I need to bathe and change clothes."

An hour later, Jiang Qingyue arrived at the palace.

Last time it was her aunt who brought her into the palace, this time, it was she who came.

Because she was sent out of the city by Concubine Wan, the place where she could report back could only be Wanshou Palace.

When they arrived outside the palace gate, Jiang Qingyue only had to wait for a moment before being brought in.

When meeting Concubine Wan, Jiang Qingyue kowtowed respectfully.

"Get up quickly."

Concubine Wan's voice was as pleasant as ever, but a little gentler than before.

She walked down and helped Jiang Qingyue up with her own hands.

"I knew you were truly capable. If you're not careful with an epidemic, a village, a county, or even an entire city could be wiped out. And you, Jiang Qingyue, cured the plague in less than a month."

The more Concubine Wan looked at it, the more she liked it.

"I like you."

Jiang Qingyue lowered her head, was humble and respectful, cautious and prudent, and seemed to be very afraid of the imperial power.

Concubine Wan was even happier.

"You have achieved so much at such a young age, and I admire you very much. Jiang Qingyue, I want to keep someone as capable as you by my side. I wonder if you are willing?"

Jiang Qingyue's heart tightened.

What is coming will eventually come.

She still kept her head down and spoke sweetly.

"If I can help Her Majesty relieve her worries, I will naturally be willing to do so."

Concubine Wan Guifei took her hand with her delicate and boneless hands and sat down beside her.

"What do you mean by commoner girl? From now on, you will be my daughter-in-law."

When mentioning Chu Hean, Concubine Wang couldn't help but curse a few more times, but it was neither light nor heavy, and the curse was also for Jiang Qingyue to hear.

"Don't worry, I will support you from now on. If he bullies you, I will take care of it for you."

Before Jiang Qingyue could thank her, she heard Concubine Wan suddenly sigh.

"I heard that Prince Xie died of the plague?"

Jiang Qingyue looked up and saw Concubine Wan's cold eyes staring at her.

She calmed herself down and looked a little sad.

"He was injured, so he contracted the plague. By the time I found out, he was already beyond recovery. I'm a poor doctor, and I've disappointed Her Majesty."

Concubine Wan's eyes darkened slightly. "From what he said, you two are cousins?"

Jiang Qingyue nodded.

"Not only have I failed the Empress, I have also failed my aunt. After leaving the palace, I intend to go to the Marquis Xuanping's residence to apologize. My aunt has been so kind to me, but I..."

She wiped away her tears and seemed to be truly heartbroken.

Concubine Wan had a sneer on her face.

"Everything is fate, you can't blame others."