Wuyou had already guessed Jiang Changle's reaction. Jiang Changle was simply too easy to understand; he was domineering and willful, had excellent appearances, cared a lot about his image, and disliked others surpassing him.

Making him apologize to someone he looks down on would be a complete insult to her, enough to infuriate her. As for whether he would apologize in public, that seemed unlikely, given Guo Yuanyuan's timidity and weakness; she probably couldn't withstand Jiang Changle's pressure.

That's all he could do to help her; his motivation was mostly to take advantage of her. Guo Yuanyuan needs to understand that relying on others will never bring her dignity; instead, it will only plunge her into a deeper abyss.

As Wuyou had predicted, Guo Yuanyuan accepted Jiang Changle's apology under duress and coercion, and the matter was dropped. Guo Yuanyuan temporarily secured peace within Chuxiu Palace, enjoying a period of tranquility. However, the undercurrents within never subsided, and she paid a considerable price for it.

Out of caution, Jiang Changle, after much painful reflection, suppressed his temper and began to befriend the other young ladies, even those of lowly status, and thus his reputation soared.

Even Guo Yuanyuan, who had been bullied by him quite a bit in the past, had a much better impression of him and lowered her guard.

Therefore, Jiang Changle's undelivered letter was temporarily put on hold, and Jiang Jing was instead instructed to devote all his attention to finding Wuyou, the concubine's daughter, so as to give the Fifth Prince an explanation.

The Fifth Prince was simply too confident. He was confident that he had been reborn and could control everything. Jiang Wuyou was still a foolish woman who was devoted to him, and the throne was already in his grasp.

Because of his rebirth, he began planning ahead, gradually learning to control the court and win over officials, thus not focusing too much on the Jiang family. He was simply waiting for Jiang Jing to send the person to his residence three years later.

As the deadline drew closer, Jiang Jingxin grew increasingly anxious and began sending people to search for Wuyou. Indeed, the changes in the past three years had been immense; the Fifth Prince had gradually risen from a lowly prince to someone highly regarded by Emperor Zhou Xuan.

He dared not offend the Fifth Prince, nor could he afford to lose such a powerful backer.

Fortunately, perseverance pays off, and fate ultimately smiled upon him. In a remote village, Jiang Jing finally found Wuyou's trail and rushed to Xiaoxi Village to pick her up.

He had previously dismissed Wuyou with disdain, seeing her as a burden and utterly useless. Now, however, she was undoubtedly a gold mine in his eyes, glittering brightly. How could such a gold mine run off on its own? Of course, it would come into his arms.

Xiaoxi Village is located in Jiangzhou, hundreds of miles away from the capital. However, for the sake of Wuyou, a gold mine, Jiang Jing took half a month's leave and made a special trip to Jiangzhou to find someone.

Autumn's chill lingers, a gentle breeze carries a cool autumn wind, fallen leaves flutter along the roadside, carrying with them a refreshing autumnal beauty. Hooves kick up clouds of yellow dust as a group of people swiftly zip across the road with lightning speed.

Outside an ordinary thatched hut at the west entrance of Xiaoxi Village, Jiang Jing and his entourage stopped, dismounted decisively and gracefully, their movements elegant and unrestrained, their faces even showing a hint of joy.

"You are..." The door creaked open, and a woman dressed in coarse linen clothes came out carrying a basin of water. She was slightly taken aback when she saw the group of people, and her hand holding the basin tightened slightly, her whole body filled with vigilance.

"You must be Wuyou. I am your biological father. You and your mother have suffered all these years." Jiang Jing's eyes were full of love. His gaze towards Wuyou was so tender that it could melt your heart. He looked every bit the perfect father.

"You're my biological father?" Wuyou's eyes widened slightly, looking utterly astonished as he scrutinized him from head to toe. His gaze held both curiosity and scrutiny.

"Yes, you've suffered all these years. I've come here today specifically to take you home." Jiang Jing reached out to touch Wuyou's hair, but she subtly dodged his hand. His eyes darkened, but he smiled nonchalantly.

In truth, he had already begun to assess Wuyou's price. He genuinely hadn't expected his mistress, whom he had never paid much attention to, to be so beautiful. Although her complexion was somewhat yellowish, he could immediately see her potential. With proper care, she would undoubtedly become a stunning beauty, perhaps even more beautiful than Chang Le.

For women, appearance is their greatest asset; a beautiful face naturally commands a good price. No wonder she caught the eye of the Fifth Prince; with such looks, it's not surprising.

“Go home? I haven’t had a home for a long time. My mother is dead, and I don’t even have a proper status. I’m just a burden to Father. Just let me fend for myself. Don’t let me disgrace the Jiang family.” Wuyou lowered her eyes, tears streaming down her face. She looked like a dutiful daughter who cared for her father, which made people’s hearts ache.

"How could that be? You are my own daughter, born to the woman I love. If it weren't for that shrew in my family, I would have taken you and your mother home long ago. How could you have suffered so much injustice for so long? Now that shrew is dead, and your older sister Chang Le has grown up, she will definitely accept you as her younger sister. From now on, you are the second young lady of the Jiang family."

Jiang Jing spoke very eloquently, shifting all the blame onto Madam Jiang. She reached out and grabbed Wuyou's wrist with a gentle expression, but missed the look of disgust that flashed in Wuyou's eyes.

"Don't worry about me. I will make it up to you properly in the future and I will never let you suffer any more grievances. Come back with me now. If you don't come back with me, I will stay here with you and not leave."

While wiping away her tears, Wuyou concealed the darkness in her eyes. This man appeared affectionate on the surface, but in reality, he was just threatening and enticing this young girl. It was indeed a familiar tactic!

"But, my mother and my identity... if others find out, it might make my father a laughingstock. I think I'd better not go back." Wuyou cautiously looked up at Jiang Jing's expression, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke timidly.

Why is this person so annoying? If it weren't for the Fifth Prince's instructions, he wouldn't have bothered with this at all. Jiang Jing's expression remained unchanged, but he kept complaining in his mind.

However, Wuyou's words weren't without merit. He was destined to become the Fifth Prince's concubine. If his birth mother was of lowly status, it would inevitably draw criticism. Most importantly, if he displeased the Fifth Prince, it would be a greater loss than gain.

"How could that be? Don't worry, Father will definitely help resolve this matter." At worst, he can send Wuyou to Madam Jiang's name, so that she will be the legitimate daughter, which would be perfectly legitimate.

Seeing his carefree expression, she glanced at him. It wasn't that easy. She wouldn't care about registering it under Madam Jiang's name. If Madam Jiang knew this in the afterlife, she'd probably be turning in her grave!