The man in the black cloak sat down in the carriage and took off his hood, revealing a handsome face. It was Liang Chaozong in disguise.
Liang Chaozong's confidant Liang Bai asked as he drove, "My Lord, why don't you just stay and get closer to that woman?"
Liang Chaozong sneered and said, "You don't understand the affairs of love. When it comes to love, you can't give it too much. That way you'll feel unsatisfied."
The carriage sped away and disappeared into the night.
The villa where Jiang and Yao Jinse currently live.
In the side room, Yao Jinse sat under the lamp, yawning, waiting for Liang Chaozong to come home.
The little maid advised: "Miss, you should go to bed first. Who knows when your son-in-law will be back?"
"He's been coming home late eight out of ten days lately. You've been burning the midnight oil waiting for him day and night, and you've worn yourself out."
Yao Jinse shook her head. "It's okay. I'll wait a little longer."
The maid walked over to Yao Jinse with concern and rubbed her shoulders, "Miss, your son-in-law has been coming home late recently. Could it be that he is being raised outside..."
The maid originally wanted to say "keeping a concubine", but then she changed her mind and realized that the old lady Jiang in this mansion was the concubine kept by Lord Han.
I am really stupid. I quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Yao Jinse was silent for a moment, and did not answer the maid's words. Instead, she said, "Xiang'er, please pick up a storybook from the bookshelf for me to read."
The maid hurriedly did as she was told, took out a newly bought storybook and handed it to Yao Jinse.
Yao Jinse casually flipped open a page and saw the words, "Ever since the Crown Prince hooked up with the courtesan from Crescent Moon Tower, he's been coming home late every day. When his wife asked about it, he said he was busy with official business."
Yao Jinse felt her heart tighten, she closed the book and threw it on the coffee table.
In the main room, Han Lie was sitting on the bed in his pajamas, and Jiang handed him a bowl of sobering soup.
"Changqing, after taking a bath and drinking some sobering soup, you won't feel so bad anymore." Jiang's voice was gentle.
Han Lie took a sip of the hangover soup, rubbed his temples with his free hand, and sighed, "Ah, time is really unforgiving. I'm getting old. I just drank two more glasses and I feel so uncomfortable."
Jiang sat down by the window, rubbed Han Lie's head with her hand, and said softly, "Ah, it's not easy to be an official. There are so many social events and banquets, and I can't help drinking."
Han Lie closed his eyes comfortably and murmured, "That's right."
Jiang didn't stop moving, her eyes flickered as she continued, "Changqing, even though you've become Prime Minister now, it's still so hard. I imagine it must have been even harder when you first entered the government in Daiyue, right?"
These words seemed to bring back Han Lie's unbearable past. He opened his eyes, pulled Jiang's hand down, frowned and sighed.
"Back then, I passed the imperial examination as a commoner with no background. It was so difficult to enter the officialdom!"
Jiang asked, "Didn't you find a father-in-law from an official family? Was that helpful to you?"
Han Lie smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, you say it's a family of officials, but my father-in-law is just an official minister of the Ministry of Rites with no real power. The other people in the family hold even lower official positions."
"It's not that it's of no use, but the benefits are really too small."
"I endured eight years before I was offered a position as a clerk in the Ministry of Personnel. I then endured another five years in this small position without being promoted."
Jiang asked at the right moment, "What happened next? Why were you promoted?"
When Han Lie heard this, his face turned a little ugly. He was about to express himself, but it was as if the floodgates were suddenly closed and he suddenly shut up.
"Oh... Of course he was promoted by the late emperor because of his meritorious service." Han Lie said perfunctorily.
Jiang deliberately put on an expression of great interest, took Han Lie's hand, and continued to ask, "What achievements did you make? You didn't get promoted for five years, and you got promoted all of a sudden."
Han Lie chuckled a few times, then looked away, looking at his hands. He said, "That was in the twelfth year of Pingchang. The Jing River was flooded, and I was promoted for my contribution to flood control."
"He was promoted from a clerk to a minister of the Ministry of Personnel in an instant."
Jiang looked at Han Lie with admiration and said with a smile, "My brother Changqing is really amazing."
But if you look closely, Jiang's smile doesn't reach her eyes.
Jiang was now certain that Han Lie had deceived him.
Ever since she learned from the second prince that it was Han Lie who came up with the vicious plan and killed her son, Jiang had thought of a countermeasure and wanted to test him personally.
A while ago, Jiang suggested that he kill his wife and marry her. That was the first test.
After finding out that Han Lie's attitude was perfunctory, Jiang went to investigate the national events that took place in Dai Viet around the 12th year of Pyeongchang. He even went to places that sold ancient books and found the court reports of those years.
Han Lie just told him that in the twelfth year of Pingchang, the Jing River flooded and he made great contributions to flood control, but Jiang remembered that the Jing River flood occurred in the thirteenth year of Pingchang.
Therefore, this is enough to show that Han Lie deliberately deceived her, that is, the real reason for Han Lie's promotion cannot be told to her.
Then, what the Second Prince said was true. Her only son in this life, Xia Zhengze, was killed by him, Han Lie.
Jiang suppressed her emotions and made an excuse that she had something to do at home and needed to go there. She asked Han Lie to sleep first and walked out of the main room with her hands covering her chest.
When Jiang walked to the Bodhi tree in the yard, she could no longer move. She covered her chest in pain, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.
This was the man she had loved for decades. He kept saying that he had loved her for decades, but he killed his own son.
Even if that son wasn't his, Han Lie's, he was Jiang Hui's after all! How could Han Lie bear it!
How painful would it be for a mother to lose her child? Han Lie was also a father, so he knew it.
If a queen lost her only son, what kind of situation would she face in the court? Han Lie had been an official in the court for many years and he knew it.
Even though he knew the terrible consequences, Han Lie did it without hesitation for his own future.
This man is so scary.
This man's care for her now is probably just a compensation for the regret of not being able to be together more than 30 years ago.
He only cared about his career and official position, and was no longer the elegant young man he used to be.
And since Jiang Hui already knows his true face, she will not be deceived by him anymore.
She wants to avenge her son!
Thinking of this, Jiang called her personal nanny and whispered, "Go find out where the ghost market in the capital is. Let's go there tomorrow night."
As the master and servant were talking, they heard the sound of a carriage in the front yard.
Because their house was not big, any noise made in the front yard could be heard clearly in the back yard.
Jiang asked, "But is the uncle back?"
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