Chapter 57: Not Getting Married Su Guanqing smiled bitterly in his heart, Tongtong really gave birth this time...
After Jiang Tong told A'qiao about the situation in the palace, she collapsed exhausted on A'qiao's bed. She closed her eyes and muttered, "Everything that happened today was so awful. Fortunately, this matter went smoothly."
However, after she finished speaking, she did not wait for Aqiao's response.
Jiang Tong had an ominous premonition in her heart. She struggled to get up and looked at Aqiao.
I saw Aqiao standing by the table, his left hand on his chest, his right hand supporting his chin, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Don't tell me there's anything wrong with this!" Jiang Tong wailed.
"...There is a little problem." A Qiao touched his nose again.
"What's the problem?"
Ah Qiao said, "Well... isn't it too cold these days? The child caught a cold, and I thought just covering him up would be enough, but it got worse. When we took him to see a doctor, he said it was some kind of heat congestion that had accumulated in his lungs, causing his blood to rot and his flesh to rot. There's no way to save him."
Jiang Tong felt that the last bit of her strength was drained away, and she collapsed again with a "bang".
Aqiao spoke of the tragic scene of the child falling into a coma with a high fever and coughing up blood to death, with a tone of pity in his voice.
She had seen many dead people, and her own hands were stained with a lot of blood, but the people she killed were all those who wanted her life, and that child was just an innocent child after all.
"Poor thing," Jiang Tong sighed, covering her eyes with her hands. "But if I can't deliver my mission to Prince Xiang in a couple of days, I'm afraid I'll have no choice but to go down and accompany the child."
"Actually, if you want to get the job done, there's a way." A Qiao walked to Jiang Tong and sat down next to her.
"How do I get through?"
"Prince Xiang has never seen the crown prince." A Qiao said meaningfully.
Jiang Tong was stunned and sat up suddenly: "You mean--" She stopped talking halfway.
Seeing that she understood, A Qiao nodded and continued, "Although the heir to the throne is dead, all the tokens proving his identity are here. Even if Prince Xiang wants to use blood to test his paternity, I can prepare it in advance and ensure that no one can find anything unusual."
Jiang Tong didn't say anything, but just frowned and thought.
Ah Qiao said as he lay down: "If this thing is exposed, none of us will survive. But if we succeed..."
Her tone was not without joking: "This counts as confusing the royal bloodline, right? You will be struck by lightning."
Jiang Tong lay beside her, and suddenly laughed grimly as he spoke: "Since the daughter of a merchant can be fake, why can't the son of a royal family be fake?"
A-Qiao also started laughing, and his laughter went from low and suppressed to completely unleashed.
Jiang Tong opened his arms and made a "big" shape on the couch: "I don't care whether the heir is the biological son of Emperor Jingtai or not. I don't care even more whether the person sitting on the throne is really surnamed Zhu."
…
The next morning, when Jiang Tong opened the door, Su Guanqing was already dressed. As soon as he heard the door open, he rushed to the door.
"曈戈..."
Jiang Tong ignored him, pushed him away with his shoulder, and went into the room first. After checking, he saw that although the bedding was folded, it was not neat. It was obvious that Su Guanqing had indeed taken it apart and used it last night, and folded it again this morning.
She felt a little relieved and turned to look at Su Guanqing, and saw two obvious dark circles under his eyes.
"You still didn't sleep well." Jiang Tong couldn't help but start to suspect whether Su Guanqing deliberately scattered the bedding to comfort her, but in fact he didn't lie on the bed at all.
"I tried to sleep, but..." Su Guanqing hurriedly explained, his voice trailing off mid-sentence, "I just couldn't sleep."
As long as he thought about the fact that he was sleeping in Tongtong's bed, covered with Tongtong's quilt, and his nose was filled with Tongtong's scent, how could he fall asleep?
Su Guanqing lowered his head in shame. Such amorous thoughts lingered in his mind all night long, and he was too ashamed to face Jiang Tong.
Jiang Tong, however, thought he was admitting his mistake with a good attitude. Seeing his pitiful appearance, she softened her heart. However, her tone was still hard when she spoke: "Wait until the mother and son leave today, then go back to your room and catch up on some sleep."
"Tongtong..." Su Guanqing wanted to say something.
Jiang Tong's footsteps were getting farther and farther away.
Su Guanqing smiled bitterly in his heart. Tongtong was really angry this time.
…
Prince Xiang's Mansion
Zhu Zhanji looked at the tokens, pondered for a while, then lowered his head to look at the child kneeling in front of him.
Not only were these tokens owned by the royal family, it was impossible for ordinary people to forge them, let alone even see them. And this child actually looked somewhat like Emperor Jingtai, which Zhu Zhanji could not help but believe.
He asked the child gently, "How old are you this year?"
"Grandpa Wang, I am twelve years old this year."
That was twelve years ago.
At that time, Emperor Jingtai was still only the Prince of Ying, and he had an affair with a commoner girl in his fiefdom.
When he suddenly learned that the woman was pregnant, he probably planned to bring the woman back to the palace. However, at this time, he received the bad news that his emperor brother was captured during the war and the throne was vacant. Naturally, he would cover up such a small matter that was detrimental to his wisdom.
If his only son Zhu Jianji had not died later, he would probably not have remembered that there was a woman waiting for him in his fiefdom.
"Where is your mother?" Zhu Zhanji asked.
The child's eyes turned red: "Mother missed father so much that she went to the underworld to look for him."
"May I have your name?"
"Grandpa Wang, my mother called me Siyu," the child said, raising his head. He was thin, but his eyes looked particularly large. He looked at Zhu Zhanji with watery eyes, "Grandpa Wang, can you take me to my father's grave? Miss Jiang said you know where my father is buried. I miss my father and I want to kowtow to him at his grave."
"Good boy," Zhu Zhanji almost burst into tears. He touched the child's head and said in a gentle voice, "Remember, your surname is Zhu, and your generation name is Jian. From now on, you will be called Zhu Jiancheng."
"Yes, Zhu Jiancheng thanks Grandpa Wang for the name." Little Zhu Jiancheng kowtowed to Zhu Zhanji seriously.
"Come, come here, let Grandpa Wang take a good look at you," Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, took the child in his arms, and coaxed him affectionately for a while before saying to Jiang Tong, "You can leave the matter of this child entering the royal family jade disc to me without worry. As for your father, he deserves a reward for his meritorious service in protecting the master. You just wait for good news at home."
Jiang Tong felt completely relieved and bowed to express his gratitude.
When Jiang Tong returned home, she was still a little excited. She ran straight to the main house, wanting to tell her mother the good news as soon as possible.
…But her mother was crying.
While crying and scolding her——
"You did it on purpose! You wanted to embarrass me!"
"You actually thought of letting Guan Qing sleep in your room! If this gets out, will you still be able to live as a human being in the future?"
"You! You let Guan Qing sleep in your room. Are you trying to tell me that Guan Qing is your sweetheart and no one is allowed to bully him?"
"You know you can't succeed! He's not the son of the elder brother anymore! He's an entertainer! You! You're making me so angry!"
Jiang Tong listened to her rambling on and on without saying a word, letting her vent. Only then did she add, "Since Guan Qing and I can't be together, does that mean I have to marry Fan Yanyu?"
"He's your cousin, he knows you inside and out, you are blood related! If you marry Yanyu, you will never be bullied by your mother-in-law, your aunt will always love you. Tongtong, be obedient, your mother always thinks about you." Zhong Wanci held Jiang Tong's hand, her tone pleading.
Jiang Tong suddenly felt a little breathless. She pulled her hand away and walked aside: "Mom, do I really have to get married?"
"What are you talking about?" Zhong Wanci was stunned. "What girl wouldn't get married?"
Jiang Tong walked back and squatted in front of Zhong Wanci, looking up at her: "Mom, as the saying goes, 'Marry a man to provide for your clothing and food.' But I can make money now. I can support not only myself but also my family. I don't need to rely on a man."
Zhong Wanci forgot even to cry. She stared at him with her big, beautiful eyes, dumbfounded, and asked, "What do you mean? Are you planning to stay single forever?"
"Mom, do you really think that if you marry me off, I'll have someone to rely on for the rest of my life? Mom, think about it, everyone says that dad is a hero, but what else has he done besides repeatedly pushing his wife and daughter into dangerous situations? And Jiang Tong, he's also a man, but what else can he do besides ruining the family? Not to mention Fan Yanyu, he's still waiting for me to work like a slave for him." Jiang Tong broke down the truth and explained it to Zhong Wanci.
Zhong Wanci tried to refute: "Then...what about Guan Qing? According to you, he is also a man, so he is also unreliable?"
Jiang Tong held Zhong Wanci's wrist, her voice gentle but firm: "I am his support."
Zhong Wanci had never heard such unorthodox words before. She was confused for a moment and just looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes.
…
Jiang Tong didn't know what the two sisters said. Anyway, when Jiang Huaishan returned home, Zhong Yan Ge and her son had already left.
Jiang Huaishan stayed in prison for a while and suffered some torture, which made his health deteriorate further.
After returning, she held Jiang Tong's hand and cried, saying that this time she had finally done her duty to Brother Su and the late emperor's spirit in heaven. She cried so excitedly that she fainted.
Zhong Wanci was busy taking care of her husband and had no time to care about whether Jiang Tong would get married or not.
But what reassured her was that for many days in a row, the servants told her that the eldest lady and Mr. Su had never been in the same room, not even in the study together.
It seems like the eldest lady is deliberately distancing herself from Mr. Su.
In fact, these words were what Jiang Tong instructed the servants to report to the lady, but to a certain extent, this is true.
She really hadn't spoken to Su Guanqing for many days.
One day, Jiang Tong was sitting in the side room, discussing important matters with A Qiao, when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. Jiang Tong opened the door and saw Su Guanqing standing outside.
As soon as Su Guanqing heard the door open, he asked gently, "Excuse me, Miss Qiao, is Tongtong here with you?"
“Not here!”
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