The Marquis of De'an's Residence.

Bamboo Garden.

Mrs. Jiang has been taking care of her injured daughter.

The two of them have clearly lost a lot of weight these days.

Jiang Manyun's face was pale, devoid of any color.

Since the incident, Marquis De'an has not visited his daughter even once. Not only that, he also brought back a woman from outside and has her live in the central garden all day long. When passing by, one can hear bursts of a woman's coquettish laughter coming from inside.

That day, after taking her medicine, Jiang Manyun looked at her mother, who was sighing beside her, and asked, "Mother?"

Madam Jiang looked over, her face full of worry, "What's wrong? Is it hurting again?"

Jiang Manyun shook her head. "Is something on Mother's mind?"

Jiang Manyun lay in bed all day, both of her maids were dead, and she was being cared for by Madam Jiang. She knew little about what was happening outside.

Seeing what the woman had gone through, Madam Jiang was very worried. Her daughter's injuries were not getting better, which she found strange, even though the doctor didn't say anything.

She couldn't say anything in front of her daughter. "It's okay. Seeing you injured makes me very sad. I wish I were the one lying in bed."

She felt incredibly unlucky.

Since the incident at Heian Temple, it seems like nothing good has happened around me.

Her daughter was injured innocently, but fortunately, the deaths of Lan'er and Mei'er proved that her daughter was not responsible, which relieved her a lot. However, as her daughter's injury did not heal, she felt something was amiss.

Now that there's another woman by Marquis De'an's side, how could she not be worried?

On one side is her daughter who needs care, and on the other is her husband. Years of peace have been disrupted by recent events.

"Mother, are you hiding something from me?" Jiang Manyun knew that Princess Honglian had left the capital and was just waiting for her injuries to heal so she could hire someone to kill her.

Yes, she wants revenge.

Why should Princess Honglian have come to this point and allowed herself to be harmed? She was unwilling to accept it.

She wanted to kill Princess Honglian to avenge herself.

Princess Honglian was once a princess, and she couldn't do anything. Even if she had a lot of resentment in her heart, she had to swallow it. But now it's different. There is no longer a princess Honglian, only a nun.

She couldn't even kill a nun?

Over the years, her hands have become dirty, so why not take advantage of this and get it over with once again?

She had been lying in bed for the past few days, but she still noticed something was wrong.

I learned some things from Wu Ma, but I'm not sure. I just heard Wu Ma and the maid talking about it.

She felt that her father had always cherished her mother and would never do anything to betray her.

At this moment, Jiang Manyun overlooked the fact that she once had an aunt who was a concubine and a cousin who was a princess.

The identity that once added to their status has now become a disadvantage, and the situation has changed.

No, I was just worried about you.

Jiang Manyun looked at her mother and changed the subject, "Where's my younger brother?"

"Your younger brother?" Thinking of her son and what he had said to her, she looked at her daughter and told her the truth, "On the night of the prayer at Ping'an Temple, more than one student in the capital died."

This news was so shocking that it completely drained Jiang Manyun's already damaged and already limited mental capacity.

After a long while, she finally realized, "Mother means that Consort Qing and Princess Honglian are also..."

Madam Jiang immediately covered her daughter's mouth, preventing her from saying anything. "It's good that you know, but please don't say it out loud." Even if she understood in her heart, she couldn't say it.

This is the rule of survival in this circle.

Jiang Manyun nodded quickly, but without specifying what was going on, she asked again, "Could it be that he knows something, which is why?"

"That's probably it." Madam Jiang sighed as she thought about it. "After the incident, your maternal grandmother went to the General's Mansion, but it didn't change anything."

Jiang Manyun's mind drifted to the General's Mansion. She thought about Madam Qiao's different attitudes towards her that day, and what happened on the way to Ping'an Temple.

Even now, looking at her mother, she doesn't dare to tell anyone about her relationship with Chen Siyuan.

I always felt that if I spoke out, it wouldn't be good for her.

After a long while, Madam Jiang reminded her from the side, "Remember, never mention Consort Qing or Princess Honglian in front of anyone. Even if you must mention them, you must show a look of regret." She had heard that Consort Qing had gone mad, but she thought it was unlikely. Considering that her eldest sister had always been very assertive over the years, she thought that Consort Qing was probably retaliating in this way.

Consort Qing has been by the Emperor's side for so many years. If it wasn't simply because of the Ping'an Temple incident, but because so many students died, the Emperor was so angry that he made such a decision. Consort Qing's 'madness' is the best fact.

At this moment, Madam Jiang finally understood that she had always resented Consort Qing and Princess Honglian for their exploitation over the years, but she could not deny that Consort Qing had also brought them enough glory.

The woman in Zhongyuan now is the best example.

Now, Madam Jiang has focused all her attention on her two children. Everything she has, her future, is in her children. As for her husband, she has seen through him.

A broken mirror cannot be mended; having seen through the narrow-mindedness of people's hearts, she will never possess it again.

At this moment, Madam Jiang thought that she was not bothered by it for the sake of her two children, but someone else did not want her to live such a peaceful life.

Mrs. Jiang was lost in thought when she came to her senses and saw that her daughter was already asleep.

At this moment, her expression turned serious.

It's normal to be weak from an injury, and you shouldn't fall asleep so quickly.

After discovering that her daughter's injury was problematic, she paid extra attention to it.

Now she feels she should find someone else to take a look at her daughter.

He thought it to himself, but didn't show it on his face.

She left Wu's mother to take care of her while she went to find her son.

She knew her son was very busy lately, and right now, she could only rely on him.

Because it was already dark, there weren't many people in the De'an Marquis's residence. She came to her son's courtyard without disturbing anyone, but just as she was about to enter her son's courtyard, she suddenly saw her son returning in a night outfit.

She covered her mouth in surprise.

I can't believe that this spoiled brat has this side to him.

She waited at the gate for a while until all the lights inside were on, then swaggered over to the gate and deliberately knocked to get her son's attention.

Soon, the son, dressed in his undershirt, knocked on the door.

Madam Jiang knew her son was hiding something, but she didn't say it outright. Instead, she went inside and explained her purpose.

Jiang Jinglin fell silent after hearing this.

Over the years, he has been dissatisfied with the actions of his mother and sister. After all, they are siblings and there is still affection between them.

"I understand. I'll arrange for someone to come see my sister tomorrow."

Hearing this, Madam Jiang was certain that her son had grown up and could share the burden with her.

"Mother, what about Father?" Jiang Jinglin wasn't the older sister and knew about the affairs of the household, so she reminded him from the side.