Chapter 95 Chapter 95 Marriage Certificate
Because of Shen Chuning's arrival, Jiang Heye and Xu Qingyan's plan to leave for Beixuan was delayed until the end of the You month. In the past few days, he and Shen Qingchen worked together to formulate a battle plan, and in his spare time he wandered around Liangzhou.
Shen Zelin's head was hung on the city gate by Xu Qingyan. His mouth was toothless and his eyes were gouged out.
Jiang Hexue did not leave Jiang Tao alive and beheaded him according to his order and threw him into a mass grave.
Finding a sunny day with warm wind and beautiful weather, she took Shen Qingchen to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
After Helian Wan passed away, Jiang Tao made his former beloved concubine his legal wife, but after that, the marquis changed four or five wives in succession.
Most people think that "what you can't get is the best."
He also didn't have many children. His second wife had a pair of children. After being promoted from concubine to principal wife and then demoted to concubine, he gave his third wife a long-lasting sterilization drug when she was first promoted to principal wife.
Three harms four, four harms five, in the end Jiang Tao only had a pair of children from his second wife, who were as domineering and unruly as he was. After Jiang Tao was sentenced to death for treason, he was also sentenced to death.
But Jiang Hexue, an innocent servant of the Marquis' Mansion, was still saved, and only Jiang Tao's confidants were dealt with. Therefore, when she stepped into the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion today, it did not appear to be in a state of disorder.
The steward was still the one she had left, Uncle Shun, who stepped forward and instinctively called out, "Miss..."
But after calling out, she looked at the young man following behind her, then remembered that the situation was different from the past, and changed her words: "This old servant greets His Royal Highness Prince Heng'an and Princess Heng'an."
"We just came back to take a look around. You don't have to be so polite," Jiang Hexue said with a smile. "We're all acquaintances."
Since she was a child, Uncle Shun has been the steward of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
Hearing this, he responded respectfully, "Then I will not bother you any more. I will go and prepare some tea for His Highness and the Princess."
Jiang Hexue nodded and led Shen Qingchen inside.
At that time, her courtyard and the courtyard where Shen Qingchen was temporarily staying were facing each other. Almost every morning when she woke up, she could see him standing by the window reciting his lessons.
Jiang Hexue smiled and mentioned this to Shen Qingchen: "I was puzzled at the time. How could there be such a diligent and self-disciplined person?"
"I never knew when you woke up in the morning. Only after we got married did I realize when you were sleeping." She shook his hand and asked. "So, what time do you usually wake up?"
"Usually we get up at 11:00 AM and go to bed at 11:00 PM. If we have to go to court, we move it forward half an hour." Chen Qingchen replied.
"It's such a regular pattern." Jiang Hexue sighed. "I'm always sleepy, resting, waking up, and there's no regular pattern... No, there are some."
"The teacher would come every three days, and I would get up at dawn on those days."
Shen Qingchen smiled faintly: "You will come to me for breakfast that day."
Jiang Hexue also remembered it after he reminded her of it.
Jiang Tao favored his concubine over his wife and had never hesitated to pretend in the mansion. It had become his habit to treat her and Jiang Heye harshly, but Shen Qingchen was someone he would never dare to treat harshly.
So his breakfast was always several times richer than hers, with many meat dishes and her favorite pastries.
Jiang Hexue discovered this for the first time when he accidentally ran into the servants in Shen Qingchen's courtyard eating leftovers.
He didn't touch the cakes that suited her taste but were not to his liking, nor did he throw them away.
Only then did she know that Shen Qingchen ate so well, so she avoided the servants and slipped into his courtyard.
"It must have been from that time that we first met." Jiang Hexue recalled, pinching his knuckles. "I wonder what you thought of me back then?"
Shen Qingchen lowered his eyes to look at her, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "Actually, I was wondering why you came to look for me. By then, I had been in Liangzhou for nine days."
Jiang Hexue stared at him blankly: "Didn't we not know each other before?"
After a long silence, Shen Qingchen raised his hand and touched the top of her head, his movements light but revealing a hint of helplessness.
"Zhaohua, can you please tell me?" Jiang Hexue sat down and eagerly tugged at the edge of his sleeve. "Husband——"
Shen Qingchen leaned over, and she kissed the corner of his lips knowingly, then pulled him to sit beside her and hugged him: "Speak."
In her expectant eyes, Shen Qingchen spoke slowly.
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He and Jiang Hexue first met at the New Year's banquet in the eighth year of Yongjia. He was eight years old and she was six.
Shen Qingchen went to wash her hands during the banquet. When she was walking back, she passed by the small pond in the palace and saw a little girl squatting by the pond, looking into the pond. There was no maid around her.
It looked very easy to slip and fall into the water. And at the beginning of the new year, at the grand banquet where all the ministers celebrated, it was better not to make such a mistake.
He then stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing, girl?"
But before she could answer, drops of water splashed all over his face.
Shen Qingchen was caught off guard and shuddered at the cold pool water in the dead of winter. She subconsciously closed her eyes and wiped it away with the back of her hand.
The immediate reaction was, how could there be such an ignorant girl from an official family?
But the next moment, she exclaimed in surprise and said crisply, "You are so beautiful!"
The words are wild.
Shen Qingchen wiped away the water droplets and raised her eyes, only to meet the little girl's smiling face, her purple eyes as bright as stars.
It was the first time he had seen such a color of eyes, and he was stunned for a moment, but did not speak immediately.
"Are you a fairy from heaven?" The silence gave Jiang Hexue another opportunity to sigh. "Fairy? Whose son are you?"
Shen Qingchen had another impression of her: childish.
But he still answered: "My title is Heng'an."
She should at least greet him and introduce herself first, so that he wouldn't have to bother with her. He could just ask her maid to pick her up when he returned to the banquet.
But she didn't even greet him, and turned her head away: "Prince Heng'an? Are you the emperor's only younger brother?"
"But the late emperor and Empress Dowager Su both had black pupils. Little Immortal, whose eye color did you inherit?"
Shen Qingchen's expression suddenly turned cold.
Jiang Hexue blinked and easily noticed his surprise.
Under his cold gaze, she reached out and plucked a camellia flower from the small pond and put it into his hand: "I'm giving it to you, don't be angry."
Shen Qingchen was speechless again.
Not only because she casually picked flowers from the palace, but also because she pried open his fingers and stuffed the flower into his hand.
Her incredibly soft fingers held his hand, and she spoke again: "You accepted my flowers, and we are friends."
Is it considered that he is willing to accept it even if it is forced upon him?
But before Shen Qingchen could frown, he heard the maid calling "Miss", and the little girl in front of him let go of his hand and ran away.
The night breeze carried her crisp and sweet voice: "My name is Jiang Hexue, little fairy, come to the inn to play with me tomorrow!"
Her figure quickly disappeared. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the bright red camellia in his hand and his fingertips that were wet from being touched by her hand.
Children who were not yet in kindergarten could not distinguish the strange emotions in their hearts very well. They just felt that although her behavior was strange and she asked such rude questions, she was not annoying because she did not mean it.
In the end, for some unknown reason, I didn't throw away the camellia.
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Jiang Hexue was both amused and annoyed when she heard this: "Zhaohua, I don't remember anything at all. Did you really go to the posthouse the next day?"
Shen Qingchen hesitated for a moment and nodded honestly.
"Then why haven't we ever gone out together?" Jiang Hexue asked curiously. "It's not like we went out and I have no recollection of it, right?"
"You said you had to do your math homework." Shen Qingchen recalled. "You even leaned over the window and asked me an arithmetic problem about chickens and rabbits in the same cage, and told me to come back the next day."
"I showed you the answers, but you must have copied them backwards. When I came the next day, she opened the window, called me a liar, and ignored me."
"I was so busy with the New Year's holiday affairs that when I finally had some free time, I heard that you and the Marquis of Zhenbei had left the capital," he said slowly. "The next time we met was in Liangzhou."
"Then what did you think of me when I came to you for breakfast?" Jiang Hexue returned to the original topic.
Shen Qingchen glanced at her, and she understood: "I say that too."
"I feel like you're the same as when you were little," he said, choosing his words carefully. "A little strange, but not annoying."
The eyes are a little pretty, and the smile is also a little pretty. He didn't say.
Jiang Hexue tilted her head thoughtfully: "Just to avoid being annoying?"
"What about you?" Shen Qingchen asked instead of answering.
He looked at her seriously. Jiang Hexue suddenly felt a little hot in the face. She coughed lightly and turned her head away uncomfortably, leaving him with a slightly red earlobe.
"...I thought you were so beautiful then." After a moment's silence, she answered him honestly. "Like a fairy from the Ninth Heaven."
Shen Qingchen couldn't help laughing and leaned over to hug her.
Jiang Hexue turned around again, met his smiling eyes, and couldn't help laughing out loud, joining in the fun with him.
They didn't let go until Uncle Shun knocked on the door and brought tea.
"I'm going to clean up my room later. You can also go and take a look at the courtyard where you lived. Maybe Jiang Tao left some things behind." She said while speaking tea.
Shen Qingchen nodded in agreement, and after having tea, they went their separate ways.
Jiang Hexue pushed the door open and entered her childhood boudoir.
Just as she thought, Jiang Tao left behind very few belongings. After her "death from illness", the gorgeous clothes and jewelry that he had bought for his daughter to save his face had completely disappeared. Only the old wooden couch, desk and some worthless trinkets were left.
And Helian Wan's belongings were nowhere to be found.
But Jiang Hexue didn't come back to reminisce about her teenage years. She stepped out and asked Uncle Shun, "Do you still have all the letters in the mailbox over the years?"
Uncle Shun nodded, and soon brought her a wooden box: "These are all the letters that the eldest lady sent to you after leaving the house."
During that period, only Shen Qingchen would send her letters, but Jiang Hexue never expected that when she opened the wooden box, there would be a very thick stack of letters.
But it was less than a year after she was driven out of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion and he came to Liangzhou and learned of her death.
Jiang Hexue thanked Uncle Shun, took the wooden box back to the house, and opened it one by one from top to bottom to look at it.
At the end of the sixteenth year, he left the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion and returned to Beijing to celebrate the New Year. In the winter of the seventeenth year, he came to find her.
The first letter was written when he arrived in Kyoto.
"It's a relief to see you in person. The New Year is approaching, and I've returned to Beijing. I'll go south to study after the New Year. If you have a reply, please send it to the Heng'an Palace."
He was not good at chatting and did not write any gossip in the letter. He just briefly wrote to her about the magnificent scene of foreigners coming to Beijing.
At the end of the letter was a dried water phoenix.
"The national treasure, the golden water phoenix, which was brought back as tribute from the east, is suitable for being dyed with rouge. It is a novelty to see, and I want to share it with you."
But every letter she opened thereafter had a dried flower at the end.
Jiang Hexue smiled and flipped through the letters one by one, but when his eyes reached the bottom, he suddenly froze.
At the bottom of the wooden box was a marriage certificate written in pure gold.
With trembling fingertips, she took it out and opened the title page.
That was the marriage certificate Shen Qingchen wrote to her.
The signature is the 22nd day of the Chou month, the 17th year of Yongjia.
The day she came of age.
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