Chapter 96

Framed

"Madam, please come in!"

The nanny in the old lady's room had cold eyes and a sharp tone. If it weren't for the fact that the second young master was here and there couldn't be any mistakes, she would have stepped forward and grabbed the person directly.

Dozens of shrewd eyes fell on Jiang Zhaoying.

Different expressions.

But they all had one thing in common, which was that they all wanted to see Jiang Zhaoying's reaction.

Jiang Fuqin blinked her long eyelashes lightly, and her eyes seemed to fall on King Yue Ming. King Yue Ming seemed to sense something, and while serving tea, he also greeted Jiang Fuqin.

Jiang Fuqin felt her face getting hot, and when she lowered her eyes, she felt a little embarrassed.

This time.

Jiang Zhaoying had her own sister confirm that there was something wrong with her fate. Even if she had mouths all over her body, she probably wouldn't be able to refute it.

"Madam, you still don't follow Miss Jiang San's instructions. Don't you want my old lady to wake up soon?"

Jiang Zhaoying looked at the aggressive nanny in front of her, and the eye contact between Prince Yueming and Jiang Fuqin, and suddenly understood something.

She knew why King Yue Ming wanted to be with Jiang Fuqin.

if.

If it was really Jiang Fuqin who stole his luck, then she also has the ability to communicate with heaven and earth.

The reason why King Yueming wanted to marry her was because...

He wanted to use Jiang Fuqin's abilities, and even use the father and wealth behind Jiang Fuqin to predict his plans, so as to ascend to the throne as quickly as possible.

Jiang Fuqin bribed the Liu family to make careful arrangements so that everyone in the capital could see her abilities.

Her stunning beauty not only reassured King Yueming.

It will also make the Liu family, which originally supported King Yue Ming, also value Jiang Fuqin.

When the time comes.

The Liu family supports only King Yueming and her.

This is very beneficial for Jiang Fuqin who has no foundation.

Even if Miss Liu Si likes King Yue Ming, she will have to give way when the time comes.

This is a great advantage that kills three birds with one stone. Even though Jiang Fuqin knows it's risky, she will try it regardless of the consequences.

His eyes moved slightly.

Jiang Zhaoying looked at Old Madam Liu with her eyes closed on the bed, and took two steps forward to the low table where the scriptures were placed.

"Madam Prime Minister."

He spoke calmly, without any panic.

"Not everyone can bear my kneeling. Are you sure you want me to do this?"

A person who has been branded by the dragon vein can be regarded as a member of the royal family, or even more noble than the royal family. Although Old Madam Liu has a noble status, it is not yet to the level where the dragon vein clan should kneel down to worship her.

"That's just nonsense. No matter what, you are just the daughter of the Imperial Observatory. How can you not kneel down as the old lady of my residence?"

"Second sister."

Jiang Fuqin stepped forward and gently grabbed Jiang Zhaoying's arm, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Sister, my father said that your fate is too difficult and you are not suitable for marriage. He asked you to practice with the ancient Buddha for three years to get rid of the evil spirit in your body, but you refused to listen and insisted on marrying into the Song Mansion. Now the Song Mansion is in chaos, why don't you know how to restrain yourself?"

As soon as these words came out.

Almost everyone present was shocked.

They had all heard about the Song family's affairs, and the most talked about topic after dinner in Beijing right now was the jokes about the Song Mansion.

She tried her best to prove that it was not her problem, but it turned out that her sister and father both knew that there was something wrong with her fate. If she insisted on marrying into the Song family, wouldn't she be deliberately trying to harm the Song family?

"If you don't kneel, I will beat you until you kneel down."

As soon as the Prime Minister's wife finished speaking, Liu Yanchen looked at her with indifferent eyes.

"Mother, be careful with your words!"

These four simple words shocked the Prime Minister's wife. She looked at her son in surprise.

This son usually does what he wants and is extremely cruel and ruthless. Why is he blaming her, his mother, in front of so many people today?

"Ms. Jiang."

Liu Yanchen looked at Jiang Zhaoying, and Jiang Zhaoying met his picturesque eyes.

"I can kneel, but I will not be responsible for any consequences. I've said before, not everyone can bear my kneeling."

"What do you mean?"

Madam Liu was confused and asked in a trembling voice. When she saw Jiang Zhaoying for the first time, she felt that she had an extraordinary temperament and was extremely noble. She was not as tough as Jiang Fuqin said.

"good."

Liu Yanchen nodded slightly. Jiang Zhaoying snorted coldly and said nothing more. She slowly knelt down towards the position of Old Madam Liu.

Opening the Diamond Sutra, Jiang Zhaoying ground the ink gracefully, added ink, and then slowly copied it word by word.

Liu Yanchen tapped the armrest of the chair lightly with his handsome fingertips, his eyes fixed on Jiang Zhaoying.

"Miss Jiang San, what should we do next?"

When the Prime Minister's wife saw that Jiang Zhaoying copied very seriously and her handwriting was very beautiful, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly turned around and asked Jiang Fuqin.

When Jiang Fuqin saw Jiang Zhaoying's smooth and beautiful handwriting, she was slightly surprised and secretly regretted that she should not have used this method.

"I'll go out and see."

Jiang Fuqin turned around and left, and many people who were watching the fun in the room also left with her.

From time to time, their voices could be heard outside. At first, they sounded a little arrogant, but gradually, they were all compliments and appreciation for Jiang Fuqin.

Liu Yanchen held Madam Liu's hand, suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice.

“Why don’t you prepare a futon?”

It is early winter and the ground is very cold. It is very hard to kneel and write like this.

The servant hurriedly brought over a thick and soft cushion.

Jiang Zhaoying wrote seriously and answered in a cold voice.

"unnecessary."

Although Liu Yanchen's kindness was rejected, he was not annoyed. He just glanced at Jiang Zhaoying deeply, without any emotion in his eyes, but he never looked away.

Jiang Fuqin broke through the sharp formations he had secretly set up one by one, and then came to the center of the yard. When he put his hands together, a gust of wind rushed in from outside.

The moment the wind blew on Jiang Fuqin, Jiang Fuqin's eyes showed joy.

"It's time to wake up."

After a while.

From inside came the nanny's surprised cry.

"Wake up, wake up."

The Prime Minister's wife was shocked when she heard this, and then she turned around and went into the house with Jiang Fuqin. She lifted the curtain and ran in, and saw that the old lady had opened her eyes.

Turn your head.

Seeing that Liu Yanchen was guarding her, the old lady's eyes were kind and she held Liu Yanchen's hand and said.

"I'm sorry to have worried you."

"Grandma, are you feeling unwell?"

Then he asked the doctor to take the old lady's pulse. Although he couldn't find any problems, he still prescribed a prescription for recuperation.

People from all branches of the Liu family came forward to ask about Old Madam Liu's well-being, and her eyes were filled with joy.

Then.

Then he saw Jiang Zhaoying kneeling on the ground copying scriptures. Just as he was about to ask, Madam Liu stepped forward and spoke softly.

"The third lady of the Jiang family said that you fainted because the fate of the Crown Prince's wife was too strong and conflicted with yours. Now she is copying scriptures for you to show her guilt."

Jiang Zhaoying heard the kindness in Madam Liu's words. She paused with the pen in her hand and looked up at the old lady.

"Old lady, I have already told them that your fainting has nothing to do with me, and not everyone can bear my kneeling, but they don't believe it."

"Mom, drink some hot water."

When the Prime Minister's wife saw the old lady's gloomy face, she hurriedly took the hot water handed to her by the nanny, blew on it gently, and then spoke softly.

"It's not hot anymore. No need to be angry about people like that."

Old Madam Liu smiled and patted the Prime Minister's wife.

"I know you are all filial."

The Prime Minister's wife was pleased and continued speaking.

"Mother, it was the Third Miss of the Jiang family who noticed the problem and just made changes to all the things that were disadvantageous to you. You should be fine now and there will be no more problems."

"oh?"

Madam Liu raised her eyes when she heard that, and everyone made way. Jiang Fuqin stepped forward and saluted with a graceful manner and gentle eyes.

"I'm so sorry, old lady. It was my second sister who didn't know better and broke into the prime minister's residence, which caused what happened today. After we solve the problem, there won't be any more problems. Don't worry."

Speaking of Jiang Zhaoying, the old lady's eyes became sharp, and then she frowned as if she was a little tired.

"Let her kneel outside and copy it."

The wind was blowing outside, yellow leaves were falling one after another, and the temperature in the garden dropped a lot at once.

Jiang Zhaoying could sense a strong airflow constantly rushing towards the bed, and then she sighed softly.

“It’s going to go wrong.”

Liu Yanchen frowned slightly and turned to look at Jiang Zhaoying.

But Jiang Zhaoying shook her head.

Immediately following.

There was a cry of surprise in front of the bed, and everyone saw that Old Madam Liu suddenly leaned forward and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He just happened to spit on the Buddhist scriptures that Jiang Zhaoying was copying.

Jiang Zhaoying glanced at the blood stains on her body, slowly stood up, and watched the scene in front of her coldly.

"Second sister, why are you harming the old lady again?"

Jiang Fuqin was shocked, and while her mind was racing, she hurried forward, grabbed Jiang Zhaoying and angrily scolded her.

"How many times have I told you not to bump into others casually? Why don't you listen?"

"You again?"

The old lady pointed at Jiang Zhaoying with shaking hands. Her kindness faded away, and suddenly she showed the sharpness that came from her years of being high and mighty.

"It's me!"

Jiang Zhaoying nodded.

This straightforward look shocked everyone in the Liu Mansion. Wasn't she afraid of being killed for admitting her crime like that?

"How could you do this? Why did you want to ruin my coming-of-age ceremony so viciously? Jiang Zhaoying, even if I don't like you, you shouldn't hurt me like this."

Miss Liu was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. Once this matter got out and was taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, her reputation would be ruined.

The Liu family attaches great importance to reputation. Anyone who makes a mistake will be abandoned and become a forlorn child, and will either die or live in shame.

"Madam, I cannot keep you here any longer for what happened today. Someone, get her out of here."

The Prime Minister's wife glared at Jiang Zhaoying, pointed at the door and scolded her, then the servants rushed in and reached out to grab Jiang Zhaoying.

Liu Yanchen's eyes fell lightly on the servant's wrist. The servant was frightened and quickly retracted his hand. He bowed to Jiang Zhaoying and spoke coldly.

"Please, Madam Prince."

Jiang Zhaoying glanced at the door and spoke to the servant.

"My father is coming, go meet him."

When the servant heard the name of Jiang Jianzheng, his face was shocked and he turned to look at Liu Yanchen.

Jiang Fuqin panicked and walked forward, pulling Jiang Zhaoying.

"Father is here, you'd better leave quickly. If he knows what you did, he will beat you to death. Come on, you go first, I will go and explain for father."

"What's there to explain? Are you making things worse? From the beginning to the end, I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, it was you who said and did everything, didn't you notice?"

As soon as these words came out.

There was a sharp flash in Liu Yanchen's eyes.

He also saw the mystery in this. It seemed that Jiang Fuqin's words were all apologizing and blaming her, but in fact, every word was pushing Jiang Zhaoying into the fire.

"Second sister, please believe me. I will definitely help you explain to father. You go first, okay?"

"Why? Are you scared?"

Jiang Zhaoying smiled faintly, raised her hand and gently lifted the long hair on Jiang Fuqin's cheek behind her ear.

"Jiang Fuqin, I have always underestimated you."

Pop.

When a heavy slap landed on Jiang Fuqin's face, Jiang Jianzheng was just led in. Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Jianzheng quickly stepped forward, saluted Madam Liu, and greeted everyone.

"Father."

Jiang Fuqin ran to Jiang Jianzheng with red eyes, feeling aggrieved, and pinched his sleeve, sobbing.

"I... I just want to help Madam Liu. My sister is really wrong..."

"Set up chairs for Jiang Jianzheng and Miss Jiang."

Liu Yanchen spoke lightly, interrupting Jiang Fuqin's words, and then the servants brought chairs, and Jiang Jianzheng and Jiang Zhaoying sat down.

but.

The servants placed Jiang Jianzheng's chair opposite him, and placed Jiang Zhaoying's seat next to Liu Yanchen.

In the eyes of outsiders, there was nothing wrong with it, but Jiang Zhaoying always felt that there was something she had not grasped.

Turning to look at Liu Yanchen, he saw that Liu Yanchen had taken the handkerchief and was wiping the blood from the corner of Old Madam Liu's lips. The doctors came forward to take her pulse, and their faces were gloomy.

Miss Liu Si had a fierce look on her face and said hatefully.

"How dare you let a daughter like this run around? Are you willing to kill someone before you're satisfied?"

"Such a daughter?"

Jiang Jianzheng looked at Miss Liu Si, chewed on these words carefully, and then shook his head.

"Miss Liu Si, I would be happy to have ten daughters like you, but I don't want even one like you."

…

A small supervisor actually described the daughter of the prime minister in this way. This sharp arrow pierced the hearts of the Liu family members, and pierced deeply into the heart of Miss Liu Si.

But it only took a moment.

Miss Liu Si's face was pale and tears welled up in her eyes.

The guests in the courtyard listened to Jiang Jianzheng's words and began to discuss in low voices. The family that was just discussing enthusiastically about marrying into the relationship with Miss Liu Si also stopped talking in an instant.

"Jiang Jianzheng, what do you mean? How can I, a descendant of the prime minister's eldest son, not be as good as her, the wife of a prince?"

Jiang Jianzheng was not annoyed, he just shook his head slowly.

"The fourth young lady's family background is better than mine, Zhaoying, but her fate may not be the same."

Fourth Miss Liu became even more angry after hearing this. Just as she was about to reprimand, she heard Supervisor Jiang looking at Old Madam Liu.

"I think my daughter must have reminded the old lady that not everyone can offend her fate, otherwise they will suffer backlash."

"What?"

The Prime Minister's wife and the Liu family were stunned when they heard this.

Then he looked at Jiang Fuqin.

What Jiang Jianzheng said and what Jiang Fuqin said are completely different things.

and.

Jiang Fuqin's face turned pale, her eyes were evasive, and she looked like she wanted to run away. What was going on?

The Prime Minister’s wife was about to speak when Liu Yanchen raised his eyes slightly.

"Liu An."

"I am here, Second Young Master."

"Tell Jiang Jianzheng exactly what happened in the mansion just now, word for word."

"yes."

Liu An, the housekeeper of the Liu residence, stepped forward and told Jiang Jianzheng every detail of what had just happened. Jiang Zhaoying drank tea calmly the whole time, without interrupting or arguing. Only after finishing a cup of tea did Jiang Jianzheng look at Jiang Fuqin with a cold look.

Jiang Fuqin looked at King Yue Ming in panic, but King Yue Ming just sat there quietly and didn't help her at all. Jiang Fuqin became even more flustered and could only pretend to be calm and spoke softly.

“Father, all this is related to my second sister, you have to admit it.”

"I admit that."

Jiang Jianzheng nodded.

Seeing that he admitted it, Jiang Fuqin relaxed her brows and stepped forward.

"So what my daughter did was not wrong, right?"

Jiang Jianzheng's eyes were filled with severity.

"Jiang Fuqin, changing the concept is not a smart move, and you should not treat everyone as fools."

No longer paying attention to Jiang Fuqin, Jiang Jianzheng turned around and spoke earnestly to Old Madam Liu.

"Zhaoying's fate is invaluable. If you don't believe me, you can ask someone to calculate it. If you didn't let my daughter kneel in front of the bed, you would be safe once the situation was broken. But you insisted on letting her kneel here for a long time, so the world couldn't bear it and made you spit blood."

As soon as Jiang Jianzheng said this.

The entire courtyard was in an uproar. No one believed what Jiang Jianzheng said, but... but they dared not not believe it.

after all.

The scene where Jiang Zhaoying proved her innocence in the Dali Temple was still before her eyes.

When Liu Yanchen heard Jiang Jianzheng say that Jiang Zhaoying's fate was indescribably precious, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Zhaoying. He admitted what he said.

"Then...then this matter won't affect the old lady's life span, right?"

Madam Liu looked at Jiang Jianzheng with worry in her eyes. Jiang Jianzheng looked at Jiang Zhaoying. Jiang Zhaoying looked at Jiang Fuqin and raised her eyebrows.

"Tell me, since you are so powerful, you should be able to see it, right?"

Jiang Fuqin hurried forward and said anxiously.

"The old lady is in good health and will live to be a hundred years old without worries. Second sister, please don't always hold grudges and deliberately say unlucky words. Why bother?"

This made Jiang Zhaoying so angry that she started laughing. Jiang Fuqin might not be good at other things, but he was very good at digging holes and burying people.

If it were someone else, even if they were furious, they wouldn't dare to say anything more.

But she.

But I have to say, this is what she should do.

"Originally, she could have been healthy for another three years, but with what happened just now, I'm afraid the old lady will have to be ill on and off for three months, and only have another year and a half to live."

"That's impossible."

Fourth Miss Liu glared at Jiang Zhaoying angrily.

"My grandmother has always been in good health and rarely catches a cold."

Jiang Zhaoying looked at her with a smile.

"Fourth Miss, are you really filial to your grandmother? If you really care about her, you should have noticed that her health is not as good as before."

As soon as these words came out.

The Liu family members were stunned again and all looked at Old Madam Liu.

There was a flash of astonishment in the old lady's eyes. The nanny beside her couldn't help but kneel in front of Liu Yanchen and said with red eyes.

"Second Young Master, the old lady's health is indeed not as good as before, but she has been hiding it from you and not telling you."

"So, every time grandma said she wanted to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures and not let us disturb her, it was because she was sick and didn't want us to find out, so she took medicine secretly to recuperate, right?"

Liu Yanchen asked in a cold voice, and the nanny nodded hurriedly.

"That's right."

Liu Yanchen's beautiful face seemed to be stained with ice at this moment, and he turned his head slightly and said.

"Someone come."

The servant stepped forward respectfully.

"Kick Jiang Fuqin out and never allow her to enter the Liu Mansion again."

When King Yueming heard this, his expression changed slightly. Jiang Fuqin rushed forward in panic and grabbed Jiang Jianzheng's arm.

"No, it's not like that, Father, it's not like that, please help me."

Jiang Jianzheng pulled his sleeves back little by little with a sullen face and let the servants drag Jiang Fuqin out.

Liu Yanchen stood up, his tall and slender figure as proud as a pine or cypress, and walked in front of Jiang Zhaoying.

"So, Ms. Jiang, is there anything you can do to help my grandmother?"