Chapter 100

The truth emerges

Jiang Fuxiao was startled by her mother's sudden roar. The cool wind blew into her eyes, inexplicably filled with a lot of sadness and ridicule.

Look.

At any time, she always put Jiang Fuqin first. Jiang Fuqin was all in her heart and eyes, but she never considered her little daughter.

Jiang Fuqin was the same, she never considered anything for her younger sister.

"Fourth sister, please go quickly. I will give you whatever you want. If you like my headgear, I will give it to you. If you like my clothes, I will give them to you too."

Jiang Fuxiao looked at the expectation in his sister's eyes, listened to the words from her mouth, and a resentful smile slowly appeared on his red lips.

"Now you know to beg me?"

Jiang Fuqin received five sets of beautiful clothes yesterday, but she only wanted one set. However, she refused to take any of them, and even refused to be allowed to touch them.

It's not that she can't afford it or that she can't get it, she just wants her sister to share one with her, she just wants to know that her sister really has her in her heart.

"Now is not the time to be fussy, you damn child, why are you so disobedient? Go now."

Seeing that her little daughter was still concerned about these things at this time, Mrs. Jiang became anxious and punched Jiang Fuxiao on the arm, constantly urging him.

Jiang Fuxiao screamed in pain, covered his arm and took two steps back, feeling filled with grievance.

"If you don't go, I'll kill you."

Mrs. Jiang was almost hysterical because of her hesitating behavior. Jiang Fuxiao was frightened by her ferocious appearance and his face changed color. Then he turned around and ran out with red eyes.

"Zhiyu, Zhiyu, your aunt has loved you sincerely for so many years. You can't do this to us."

Madam Jiang stood in front of the servants, then rushed forward and hugged Jiang Fuqin tightly in her arms.

"You can't be too ungrateful. I have done a lot for you over the years."

"aunt."

Jiang Zhiyu became furious when he heard her repeating these words all the time, constantly boasting about her own contributions and efforts. He held Jiang Zhaoying's hand tightly and interrupted Mrs. Jiang.

"Does Auntie really know the meaning of the word ungrateful?"

His eyes gradually became sharp, like a sharp blade stabbing at Mrs. Jiang. This was the first time that Jiang Zhiyu spoke to Mrs. Jiang so forcefully, and it was also the first time he looked at her with cold and unfamiliar eyes.

Mrs. Jiang was startled. When she looked up at Jiang Zhiyu, she suddenly found that he was different from usual.

Jiang Zhiyu at the moment was calm and cold, and even revealed a hint of the unquestionable attitude that only the head of the family could have.

she.

It seems like I can’t control Jiang Zhiyu anymore.

ungrateful!

She sneered. How could she be considered ungrateful? It was because the Rong family did not treat her well and did not give her what she deserved, so she only took some action.

"aunt."

Jiang Zhaoying turned around and sat in the chair.

"There's something I haven't told you."

Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Fuqin turned their heads suddenly, staring at Jiang Zhaoying with wide eyes in horror.

Seriously.

They really hated seeing Jiang Zhaoying always looking so confident and calculating, which made people afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

Jiang Zhaoying raised her hand, Shu Yun carefully opened a scroll, and Shu Yu stepped forward and helped her lift it.

Mrs. Jiang looked puzzled, but when she saw the lifelike beauty in the painting, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

That is a portrait of Rong Linghui. Even after so many years, the painting is still so beautiful and complete.

Especially her eyes. No matter where you stand in front of the portrait, you will feel that she is looking at you tenderly and seeing through you, which makes people feel ashamed.

Mrs. Jiang dodged subconsciously.

"They all say that you look like my mother, but if you look closely, are you really alike?"

There was panic in Mrs. Jiang's eyes.

There was also a lot of mockery in Jiang Zhaoying's eyes, and she pointed at her mother's appearance.

"You imitate her clothes, her manners, and even her rouge and powder."

Because of years of imitation, her eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat similar, and with the deliberate dressing up later, and the fact that Jiang Zhaoying's mother often went out for business and was not in the capital, gradually they became 50% similar.

But just look carefully.

It can still be seen that Jiang Zhaoying's mother is much more beautiful.

"Even if I only resemble you a little, I am still the daughter of the Rong family."

Mrs. Jiang argued hysterically, and Jiang Zhaoying looked at her and her sudden outburst of anger.

"You are really not the daughter of the Rong family."

…

Suddenly there was silence.

Everyone stared at Jiang Zhaoying, except Nanny Li, whose expression remained unchanged.

"Your biological mother was originally the wet nurse of Rong's concubine's daughter. She secretly switched you so that you could live a good life. However, she tortured the real Rong Lingzhu to death."

“Nonsense!”

Mrs. Jiang screamed, the panic in her eyes no longer hidden, how could it be possible, this is impossible.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, so I made sufficient preparations."

A high five.

At the door, an old woman wearing coarse linen clothes, with half-white hair and a sarcastic look, rushed in impatiently.

Just one glance.

Almost everyone is certain that this must be Mrs. Jiang’s biological mother.

because.

They look so alike.

The old woman looked at her daughter, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"This is impossible. I am the daughter of the Rong family. I am."

Mrs. Jiang turned around and walked back and forth, her hands trembling as she tried to touch something, but she couldn't touch anything.

"Do you know why your grandmother gave you the red in Danzhu instead of the pearl in jewelry?"

Speaking of this.

Mrs. Jiang became angry and said viciously.

"Isn't it because you think I'm not as good as Rong Linghui and that I'm not worthy of the treasure of the jewels?"

He didn't treat her as a human being at all and simply wanted to step on her.

Jiang Zhaoying shook her head.

"As the saying goes, 'A man becomes red when he is near a red man. Red is the color used by wives.' My grandparents and mother hope that you can become red when you are near a red man. Red is the color used by wives. They hope that you can marry into a good family, become a proper wife, and become the head of the family. This is their kindness and hint to you, but unfortunately, you don't understand."

…

There was another long silence.

It's endless embarrassment again!

Time seemed to be stopped from flowing. Mrs. Jiang fell into the chair, her red lips trembling violently, but she could not utter a word.

Is that what you mean?

Her eyes gradually became more vivid, showing pain, regret, jealousy... until they all converged into a kind of resentment.

"Then why didn't they tell me? Why did they hide it from me? Don't make excuses here."

"That's because they all know that you are not the daughter of the Rong family."

But they were kind and compassionate, so they accepted her and took her in. In order to prevent her background from being discovered by others, her mother brought her to the Jiang family.

"impossible."

Mrs. Jiang screamed miserably and glared at the old woman hatefully.

"Where did this old woman come from? How dare she pretend to be my mother? Look at her dirty appearance. Is she worthy?"

The old woman was originally very happy, just waiting for Madam Jiang to recognize her, but the result was like this. She immediately raised her eyebrows and pointed at her.

"If it weren't for me, would you have the good life you have now? Would you have been Mrs. Jiang? Would you have been able to eat and drink the best food? If you were to support me, this matter would be fine. If you didn't support me, I would go to the authorities and tell them everything that happened. I wonder if you still have any dignity left. You have a birthmark behind your ear. Am I right?"

Seeing that Mrs. Jiang was unwilling to recognize her, the old woman was so angry that she pointed at her and cursed at her.

"I haven't come to you for so many years, letting you live a comfortable life with money and power. Now I ask you to support me, but you are not willing to do it?"

This mansion is full of the atmosphere of a wealthy family, with gold, silver and jewelry everywhere. She took a closer look just now and found that even the pillars were covered with gold foil, which must be worth a lot of money.

There was a gleam of cruelty in Mrs. Jiang's eyes. The old woman knew what it meant as soon as she saw it. She rushed forward and poked her on the forehead and cursed.

"Don't even think about killing me. You came out of my belly. Even if I didn't raise you, I know what you want to do as soon as you roll your eyes."

Speaking of.

She turned around, licked her face and smiled at Jiang Zhaoying.

"Miss Jiang, I wasted my concubine's daughter until she died. In fact, this is also a help to you. Now I want to live with my own daughter. Isn't it too much? Remember, if anything happens to me, it's all her fault. I'm in good health and I won't die suddenly."

"Then I'll keep you."

Jiang Zhiyu raised his hand with a cold face. She was just an old vicious woman. They should kill each other as mother and daughter, and they should never get along with each other until death.

Mrs. Jiang wanted to refuse, but Jiang Zhiyu was firm in his attitude and she had no choice but to let them make the arrangements.

At this time.

Jiang Fuxiao also came back.

Jiang Fuqin hurried over when she saw him.

"How is it? Is His Highness here?"

Jiang Fuxiao shook his head.

“They wouldn’t let me in.”

Jiang Fuqin was so angry that she slapped her on the arm and scolded her.

"Why are you so useless? Or maybe you didn't go at all."

"I went."

Jiang Fuxiao started crying out of grievance.

"They went in to report, but the letter they brought back... said... His Highness said he didn't want useless people, so since they were useless, they were discarded."

Jiang Fuqin suddenly fell to the ground, her long eyelashes trembling and big tears falling from her eyes.

Look up.

She glared at Jiang Zhaoying resentfully.

"Take back those disgusting eyes of yours, or I will dig her out, Jiang Fuqin, stop trying to push the blame onto others. Do you think that everyone else is wrong, but you are the only one who is right when you kill people and rob them?"

Jiang Zhiyu took two steps forward to block the hatred in her eyes. When he raised his hand, there was a dagger in his palm. Jiang Fuqin was so scared that she quickly looked away, and then she cried and begged for mercy.

"Now that things have come to this, how about Big Brother and Second Sister helping me?"

"No, it's not fun!"

Speaking of.

Jiang Zhiyu raised his hand impatiently, and a servant rushed up, grabbed Jiang Fuqin and left.

"I won't go. I won't go."

Jiang Fuqin struggled like crazy. When she was dragged to the yard, she broke free and ran to Jiang Zhaoying, grabbing her.

"Second sister, I will tell you the secret, and you will ensure that I can marry into Prince Yueming's palace safely."

Jiang Zhaoying's eyes were filled with sarcasm.

"It's not that I don't want you to get married, but King Yueming has abandoned you."

"Then please help me and don't let me go to the temple. I can't survive in a place like that."

Everyone there is a practicing ascetic. Even if someone is rich and powerful, they have to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures. They have to recite scriptures, copy Buddhist scriptures, worship Buddha, and eat vegetarian food every day. She can't do that.

"Jiang Fuqin."

Jiang Zhaoying leaned forward slightly and looked at Jiang Fuqin. There was luck flowing in her body, but not all of it.

What is going on?

"My luck was not stolen by you, but it has a lot to do with you. ”

"If you want to know, help me."

Jiang Fuqin was terrified. How did she know that?

Jiang Zhaoying stood up, looked at the flowers not far away and shook her head.

"I don't talk about deals. If you want to talk, you can talk. If you don't want to talk, I will also check."

Xu Zhiyan had been avoiding her during this period, and she could actually sense it. She guessed that Xu Zhiyan must have found out something, but he didn't dare to believe it. It was too contradictory.

"Miss, Master Xu is here."

Jiang Zhaoying signaled for someone to invite Xu Zhiyan over. She knew that Xu Zhiyan would definitely come. After all, everything was already out in the open.

It only took a moment.

Xu Zhiyan came in a hurry. When Jiang Fuqin saw Xu Zhiyan, the panic on her face quickly calmed down, and she asked Xu Zhiyan.

"Is he here?"

Xu Zhiyan's handsome face was gloomy, his eyes fell on Jiang Zhaoying, his heart was trembling, and guilt was surging. He should have told Ying'er earlier, but... After a while, he looked at Jiang Fuqin and said coldly.

"Miss San wants him to come? What for?"

Use him as a stepping stone to get through your own difficulties?

"Where did he go?"

Jiang Fuqin's face suddenly showed anger and she questioned Xu Zhiyan.

Jiang Zhiyu frowned and watched their words and actions, always feeling that they seemed very familiar with each other.

"He...I don't know where he went."

After saying this, he looked at Jiang Zhaoying, with bitterness hidden in his eyes. The moment he found out the truth, he didn't know how to face it.

"I couldn't find him last night."

When Jiang Fuqin sent the letter, he knew he would be exposed, so he left quietly.

He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Jiang Zhaoying.

"Here is the letter he left for you."

Jiang Zhaoying took it with a cold face, pulled out the letter and read it carefully, then handed it to Shu Yun.

"What did he write? What message did he leave for me?"

Shu Yun turned around, took out a tinder and lit the letter. Jiang Fuqin was too late to grab the letter and was so angry that she stomped her feet.

"He can't just abandon me. He's not that kind of person. Second sister, what did he write that you won't show me?"

Xu Zhiyan looked towards the door.

At this time, the sound of footsteps was heard in the distance. Two maids led the eunuchs and guards and rushed here in an orderly manner. Then they saluted Madam Jiang and Jiang Zhiyu.

"Prince Yueming has ordered that the Third Miss be brought into the palace."

Mrs. Jiang's eyes were filled with joy and she hurried forward and said.

"Madame Huang, are you just...just bringing her into the mansion like this? We haven't asked a matchmaker to come, haven't exchanged engagement letters, haven't..."

"None of that."

Nanny Huang looked at Madam Jiang coldly.

"She's just a concubine, why are there so many etiquettes?"

Mrs. Jiang felt a chill all over her body, and she tried to argue several times with trembling red lips, but she knew very well that Madam Huang was fierce and always kept her word.

"That's impossible. His Highness promised it himself."

"Miss Third, why is she only a concubine? Miss Third should know better than anyone else."

Jiang Fuqin's face turned pale all of a sudden. After a while, she turned around and saluted Mrs. Jiang, gritting her teeth.

"Mother, I am willing to go to Prince Yue's Mansion."

If you stay here, you will have to practice in the temple. If you go to Prince Yue's Mansion, everything will still be possible.

"But……"

Madam Jiang wanted to say something, but Jiang Fuqin threw herself into her arms, and the mother and daughter cried together, unable to bear to part...