This was reasonable. The Duke's Mansion had to be considerate of the servants, and the government officials couldn't say anything. The soldier was quite polite to Jiang Ruohua. After asking a few specific questions, he said, "Miss, please come and take a look to see if it's a servant of the Duke's Mansion or an old acquaintance. If not, I will take the body back to the yamen."

When Jiang Ruohua heard that someone was frozen to death at the door, she actually had some guesses in her mind, but after she walked over and saw it with her own eyes, she was completely relieved.

The hand warmer in her hand slipped to the ground. Jiang Ruohua's face turned pale and she took two steps back. Hua Chan looked over and couldn't help but exclaimed, "This...!"

The person who died in front of the door was Yang. She kept knocking on the door until her death. In an instant, many scenes emerged in her mind, lewdness, cursing, roaring, and then exhaustion. She was frozen with resentment and anger.

"This is Yang, who was divorced by my grandfather a month ago." Jiang Ruohua pretended to be frightened, then turned her head away with tears in her eyes, "How could it be..."

She covered her face in pain, but tears still flowed from her hands: "Auntie..." She

sat on the ground exhausted. The girl's crying had nothing to do with the good or evil of the dead person, but was just a grief for the death of a relative who had been with her day and night.

After crying for a while, Jiang Ruohua seemed to recover a little with the comfort of the servants. She bowed to the soldiers and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh. Although Yang...she did something shameful, I have a family relationship with her. She passed away suddenly. Please find out the reason and let the younger generation send her off."

The soldiers naturally couldn't say anything. They had been relatives for more than ten years. Even if they were not a family anymore, it was normal for her to cry. Soon they took away Yang's body. After a brief investigation, they confirmed that Yang ran away at night by herself. Without anyone persecuting her, they attributed Yang's death to an accident.

The Yang family didn't like her, the abandoned daughter, and refused to collect her body.

Jiang Ruohua asked someone to bring some silver and buy a thin coffin for Yang. Yang was forced into a corner by her and unwillingly froze to death in the heavy snow. She was very happy in her heart. Her hatred was avenged. She had to tell Jiang Ruoting the good news when she had time.

As for the kind of thing of venting anger with a corpse, Jiang Ruohua was too lazy to do it. First of all, she didn't want outsiders to know anything. Revenge should be carried out while alive. Even if the dead were cut into pieces, they couldn't feel it. What's the point?

Moreover, Yang had a son in the Duke's Mansion. As for this frail cousin, Jiang Ruohua didn't want to transfer his parents' anger to him. He was just a child under ten years old. He didn't participate in anything and didn't touch anything.

After discussing with her grandfather, Jiang Ruohua asked someone to collect Yang's body, arrange the funeral, and let Yang's son send her off.

But the plague has always weighed on Jiang Ruohua's mind. Everything that happened in the dream has appeared one by one until now, exactly. Logically, this great plague should not disappear out of thin air.

But she has made enough preparations, and there is no point in worrying about it. If the plague did not happen, it would be a good thing. After all, so many people would not have to die.

On New Year's Eve, everyone in the Duke's Mansion gathered in the Duke's courtyard to keep watch. Without any worries, everyone welcomed the new year happily.

Three days later, the Duke's Mansion's Prince, Jiang Ruohua's father, returned to Beijing.

Guarding the border is not easy. In the past, when soldiers who guarded the border returned to Beijing to report on their duties, the palace would hold a banquet to welcome these soldiers who returned from the wind and sand.

When Prince Jiang returned from the palace, everyone in front of the Duke's Mansion was already looking forward to it. The man over 40 years old was wearing armor. When he saw his family, he smiled happily and got off the horse. The burly man opened his arms and ran towards the girl in front of the door!

"My daughter!"

"Daddy!"

Jiang Ruohua happily threw herself into his arms, and the father and daughter hugged each other. Since waking up from a big dream, Jiang Ruohua has missed his family very much in the past six months. Seeing his father again, his excitement is indescribable!

The prince of Jiang dotingly lifted his grown-up daughter and walked her around, as happy as a 200-pound child: "My dear daughter, you have grown taller and more beautiful!" His

deep eyes seemed to contain light, and the prince of Jiang looked at her and murmured in his heart, she looked more and more like her mother...

"Okay, how long are you going to hold her?" The old man sat on the chair and gently scolded, "You let others laugh at our family as soon as you come back."

The prince of Jiang smiled honestly, put Jiang Ruohua down, knelt down and kowtowed to the old man: "Dad, my son is back."

When he was not serious, he was a general guarding a place, but when he returned home, he was just a son and a father.

They were completely different people.

"Oh, by the way, Dad." The family walked inside, and Prince Jiang suddenly asked, "I heard on the way here..."

"Go back to my room and tell me." The Duke glanced at him. He was old and increasingly unable to do things, but there were some things that Huaer, a girl, could not say. Moreover, he saw that the little girl hated the third house. Although the third house deserved some things, he saw clearly that Jiang Ruohua was behind it.

Prince Jiang followed the Duke away with full of doubts, while Jiang Ruohua smiled and took the servants to prepare dinner for today.

The old man did not object to Jiang Ruohua doing this, and he knew that the child could distinguish right from wrong, but in the past, family members were enemies, and it was right to cut the Gordian knot, but it was not easy to say it, especially between father and daughter.

So the old man thought about it and decided to come and explain everything to the prince Jiang in person.

"What? Third brother...the couple is too much! When did I, as his elder brother, ever wrong him? When did my daughter offend them? What a conscienceless person!"

"You are not as calm as your daughter after she knew about this." The old man looked at his son unhappily, "Hua'er is a very independent child. This matter did not make your father worry at all. She solved it all. You should learn from your Hua'er. You are old, but you are not as calm as a girl in her teens."

"How can I be calm, father!" The prince Jiang slammed his fist on the table, "For so many years, they have treated you and your daughter like this. Are they human beings?"

"And that Luo Zhengyu, what kind of person is he? How dare he look down on my daughter! I'll chop him up!"

Jiang Ruohua pushed the door open speechlessly: "Grandpa, Dad, it's time to eat." "

By the way, Dad, who are you going to chop up?"

The sword that was raised high was put down by Prince Jiang. He smiled flatteringly and said: "Nothing, go, daughter, let's have dinner, Dad and your grandfather are just joking."