The noisy footsteps grew closer and closer, abruptly pulling Jiang Shuyue out of her nightmare.
She took a deep breath, like a drowning person who had just been rescued.
"hiss……"
Jiang Shuyue had a splitting headache and couldn't help but raise her hand to press her temples.
A faint fragrance wafted around the tip of my nose.
She suddenly opened her eyes.
A carved nanmu canopy bed comes into view.
His gaze shifted.
The roof is decorated with carved beams and painted rafters.
Antique-style furniture.
this……
Where is this?
She seemed to have had a chaotic and beautiful dream just now, and her whole body was still aching.
The hospital was closed today, and she finally found a chance to visit Famen Temple. Could it be that she stumbled into the legendary illusionary realm?
She clearly remembered that after walking until she was tired, she went into a side hall and sat down on a futon to rest.
Am I dreaming?
Jiang Shuyue gently bit her lip.
Something's not right.
Jiang Shuyue tried to sit up, but as soon as she exerted force, the pain intensified and a feeling of dizziness washed over her.
My whole body felt like it had been run over by a truck; it ached and I felt weak and powerless.
"Bang!"
The door was slammed open, and a chorus of curses and insults drew closer as a group of people rushed in.
The leader was a pretty and quiet girl who looked to be about fifteen years old.
However, the smugness and gloating on her face were extremely irritating.
"Mother, look! What's wrong with eldest sister? Why is she lying in the guest room of the princess's residence? Could what the servant said be true?"
Jiang Shuyue's clothes were disheveled. When she saw so many people suddenly appear in the room, she gripped the blanket tightly with both hands, only her eyes showing as she looked at the newcomers.
An old woman exclaimed in shock, "Madam, Miss really has been having an affair!"
"you……"
Jiang Shuyue wanted to explain, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't make a sound. Her throat was burning with pain, and she couldn't say a word.
Jiang Shuyue anxiously looked into the crowd and saw a still-attractive woman staring at her with a cold gaze.
"You wretched girl! You've disgraced us! You've ruined the Jiang family's reputation!" the woman cursed through gritted teeth.
“Aunt Yang, you’ve misunderstood Miss! She may have just had a couple of extra cups of fruit wine and is simply resting in the guest room.”
Qiuju tried to break free from the control of the maids, but ultimately failed.
"Madam, you are wise. The young lady's hair is disheveled and her face is flushed. This old servant swears on his life that the young lady has lost her virginity."
The old woman said firmly.
"Smack!"
“He failed to serve his master properly and was dragged back to be sold off.”
The woman turned around and slapped Qiuju hard across the face. Immediately afterwards, the maidservant took a handkerchief from her bosom and stuffed it into Qiuju's mouth.
"Big sister, you're so foolish! You're bringing shame to the Jiang family's daughter. Who would want to marry a girl from the Jiang family in the future?"
The little girl beside her covered her face with her sleeve, pretending to sob.
Jiang Shuyue was wrapped in a blanket and couldn't move, but she wasn't blind yet, and the little girl's upturned lips did not escape her eyes.
"Don't make a sound! Quickly get her out of the princess's residence through the side gate."
"Quickly go to the men's section and quietly tell the master to return home immediately. Family scandals should not be aired in public; this matter must not be leaked."
The woman remained calm and composed, and gave instructions to a maid behind her.
Jiang Shuyue was speechless and her heart was in a panic.
Which wolf's den did she wander into?
Judging from the appearance, this is ancient times. Will she be drowned in the pond?
Before Jiang Shuyue could think any further, the old woman by the bed grabbed her menacingly and chopped her neck with a knife, causing her to faint again.
Before losing consciousness, he couldn't help but curse in his mind.
You old hag, just you wait!
...
"You wicked daughter! What sins have I, Jiang Zhengming, committed to give birth to such a shameless and wicked daughter!"
Jiang Shuyue slowly woke up amidst heartbroken and furious curses.
She felt a splitting headache, and a memory that didn't belong to her suddenly flooded her mind.
Jiang Shuyue, sixteen years old.
The only legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue of Wanling Kingdom, her mother has passed away, and now the household is managed by Consort Yang.
Aunt Yang has a daughter. Although she has not yet been officially recognized as the wife, the servants in the mansion have long since started calling her "Madam," and even her half-brothers and half-sisters have started calling her "Mother."
Just a few days ago, the father, Jiang Zhengming, proposed to make Aunt Yang his second wife, which the original owner strongly opposed.
Jiang Shuyue slowly opened her eyes. This was the Jiang family ancestral hall.
Upon seeing Jiang Shuyue wake up, Jiang Zhengming glared angrily and shouted hysterically, "Bring the family discipline!"
"Husband, you mustn't! Yue'er is always delicate and frail, she can't take it." Madam Yang rushed forward and hugged Jiang Zhengming's arm, pleading desperately.
"If we don't teach her a good lesson, how can she possibly remember the 'Instructions for Women'? I think all the books she's read have been wasted!"
Jiang Zhengming forcefully pulled his arm out of Yang's grasp.
Yang stumbled and fell to the ground, heartbroken and looking like a loving mother protecting her daughter.
Jiang Zhengming turned around and went to get the family rules that were enshrined on the sandalwood shelf.
Jiang Shuyue understood that no matter how she argued, it would be of no use.
The tightness in her chest made it difficult for her to breathe, and she quickly reached for her right wrist with her left hand.
Unsurprisingly, this body was poisoned.
Jiang Shuyue used her hands to support herself and managed to sit up from the cold ground.
At this moment, Jiang Jiaojiao rushed over and knocked Jiang Shuyue to the ground again.
"Big sister, quickly apologize to Father. If you just tell him who your lover is, Father will grant your wish."
Jiang Jiaojiao grabbed Jiang Shuyue's arm and shook it violently, almost shaking the already weak Jiang Shuyue to the point of collapse.
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