Du Yuelan wanted to fight back, but Jiang Zhaorong was not there at the moment. Besides, Jiang Zhiyu even dared to hit her grandmother, so how could she, a concubine, dare to say anything?
He could only look at her pleadingly, lowering his brows and saying, "Miss Third, the old lady is still ill and probably not fully awake. Please be magnanimous and don't bother with her."
The old lady's look became even more unfriendly.
What are you talking about! She's just a junior, how could I be wrong to teach her a lesson? Why should I be magnanimous?!
This one can't speak!
Du Yuelan felt the old lady's unfriendly look, but she couldn't care less now.
If I just say a few words now, the old lady might forget about it after a few days. But if I really hit her, with her petty nature, I'm afraid I will not end up well in the future.
Thinking of this, Du Yuelan couldn't help but raise her eyes and look at Jiang Zhiyu with reproach.
Jiang Zhiyu smiled, considered other people's acceptance level, thought for a moment, walked to Du Yuelan and waved.
Du Yuelan bent down in confusion, and heard her voice, as sweet as honey, say, "Why should I be so magnanimous? We're all human beings for the first time, and I insist on being vindictive, calculating, and retaliating."
The cruelty in her words frightened Du Yuelan.
Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Kang'an were martial artists, so their hearing was naturally sharper than that of ordinary people. Even though Jiang Zhiyu lowered her voice, they could still hear her words clearly.
The two men looked at each other. Jiang Wenjing frowned, but Jiang Kang'an's brows relaxed, and one could faintly see some agreement in his expression.
Jiang Wenjing: "???"
What's wrong with you, brother? Aren't you the one who values filial piety the most?
You have changed!
Xu Youran wanted to stop her. As parents, they always think more about their children. If the matter of slapping her grandmother got out, wouldn't Zhiyu be talked about in the future?
Just as she was about to speak, she saw Jiang Zhiyu raise his eyebrows slightly at her, as if to say, "Don't worry."
Xu Youran was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.
"Du, why don't you take action?"
Jiang Zhiyu's voice was very soft, but it felt like a jack pressing down on Du Yuelan's heart.
She raised her hand and slapped the old lady in the face.
Du Yuelan was startled.
The old lady also opened her eyes wide, covering her face with her hands in disbelief: "You bitch, you dare to hit me?!"
She raised her hand and was about to hit back, but at this moment, Jiang Zhaorong's voice came from outside the house -
"What are you doing?!"
Jiang Zhaorong was wearing an official uniform, with a cold face and a chill emanating from his whole body as he looked at Du Yuelan and the old lady with their hands intertwined.
The voice he uttered was devoid of warmth: "No manners at all! Come, send Madam Du back to the courtyard and stay there. Don't come out without my permission! The old lady is still not well, so send her back to the courtyard to prevent her from catching a cold!"
Du Yuelan was so eager to be confined at this moment that she quickly followed the maid and retreated after hearing this.
The old lady's face turned pale: "Look at this! Look at the good daughter you raised..."
"Enough!" Jiang Zhaorong shouted, "Send the old lady back quickly!"
The old lady shuddered, and seeing his furious face, she could only snort and leave with a flick of her sleeves.
[I still owe nineteen! I've got that in mind!]
Jiang Zhaorong paused.
The old lady didn't notice his sudden movement. She glanced at Song Shiwei when she passed by her.
Song Shi lowered his head slightly, his nails digging into his flesh.
Why?! Why is Jiang Zhiyu so unscrupulous, and no one blames her?! ! !
After Du Yuelan and the old lady left, Jiang Zhaorong's expression finally eased a little. He walked up to Jiang Wenjing and looked at his son with mixed feelings.
His lips trembled, and his hand on Jiang Wenjing's armor also trembled slightly: "It's good that you're back."
Jiang Wenjing's tears suddenly burst out of his eyes.
So touching!
The warm scene between father and son was finally not ruined by Jiang Zhiyu's voice. Jiang Zhaorong burst into tears. After half a cup of tea, his excited mood finally calmed down.
Only then did he notice Ji Tong standing next to him.
"Who is this?"
Jiang Wenjing introduced Ji Tong again. Jiang Zhaorong nodded slightly and said to Ji Tong, "You can live with Wenjing. He will take care of you in the future. If you need anything, just tell him directly."
Ji Tong bowed again.
Seeing the tiredness in their eyes, Jiang Zhaorong said, "You must be tired after these days of traveling. Go down and rest first."
Jiang Wenjing and Ji Tong saluted and retreated.
Jiang Zhaorong looked around and walked away without saying anything. Xu Youran raised her head slightly and said, "Kang An, come with me."
…
In Menghua Garden, Xu Youran dismissed everyone and said seriously, "Kang An, tell your mother, your legs..."
Although she believed in Zhiyu in her heart, Jiang Kangan was still sitting in a wheelchair, and she felt heartbroken when she saw him.
Jiang Kangan stood up from the wheelchair: "Don't worry, mother, I'm fine now."
Xu Youran breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Kangan stepped forward and comforted her: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just that my legs can't be exposed before the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Xu Youran's heart skipped a beat when she heard that.
What this means is...
"You mean..." Xu Youran was about to speak when Jiang Kang'an raised his finger and made a hushing gesture at the corner of his mouth.
Xu Youran opened her eyes wide.
"It's fine as long as mother understands it in her heart. As the saying goes, walls have ears, but you can't tell them."
Jiang Kangan changed the subject: "Mom, what did you want to talk to me about?"
Xu Youran sniffed and looked at her eldest son, who had suffered so much. "You've heard about it too, right? It's rumored in Shengjing that your sister's medical skills are so superb that they're almost immortal."
Immortal? Jiang Kangan frowned.
"This rumor spread very quickly. Sulan told me about it once, and when I sent people to investigate again, it was even more outrageous."
"You know, His Majesty hates the idea of ghosts and gods. Now the rumors are all leaning towards this. Mother is worried..."
She sighed slowly, and Jiang Kangan understood what she meant.
"With such a speed, there must be someone behind the scenes pushing it forward. Perhaps it's the work of Marquis Anle."
Xu Youran nodded.
"Don't worry, mother. At this level, we definitely can't stop it. Kang An will send someone to guide them. If that doesn't work, we'll have to use other methods..."
With his words, Xu Youran felt relieved a little.
She exhaled, and as if she had thought of something, she took out the account book from under the table.
"And this, this farm and these three hundred taels of silver are nowhere to be found. For some reason, I always feel uneasy."
Jiang Kangan reached out to take it, took a look, and found something wrong.
"Isn't this being sent to my hometown in Jiangnan?"
Xu Youran was stunned.
"That shouldn't be the case. Aren't those people the only ones left guarding the old house? Considering the timing, why did the old lady send so much silver back? And whose name is this farm registered under?"
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