Jiang Mingzhi took time to visit Yuying. Now she lived in Jiangshuiting, next to Mochunyuan. The yard was not as big as Mochunyuan, but it was cleaned and decorated in a fresh and elegant manner. It was also a nice yard.
Since the incident was settled, Jiang Yuying has been hiding in Jiangshuiting all day long. Old Madam Jiang, considering her frail health, exempted her from paying her respects.
But Jiang Mingzhi was still a little worried. Everything was revealed and everyone saw the truth, but Yuying's scars could not be healed overnight.
She stood behind the hollow flower wall outside the yard and saw Jiaojiao squatting under the osmanthus tree in the yard, drawing on the ground with a branch, while her sister Yuying was sitting on the beauty seat in the veranda, looking into the distance with empty eyes, like a wooden statue, lifeless.
"Miss, the Second Miss has been like this since she returned home. Every day, this old servant comes to deliver nourishing soup, and eight or nine out of ten days, I can see the Second Miss staring blankly under the veranda."
Jiang Mingzhi was busy with the backlog of tasks today and hadn't asked about his sister's affairs in detail. When he heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
Yuying suffered so much outside, and finally returned home, but as her elder sister, she didn't care at all.
"Miss, you have done well enough. I believe that with time, the Second Miss will surely understand your painstaking efforts."
Jiang Mingzhi pursed her lips and smiled. A sick flower will not heal on its own over time. Sometimes, it needs a little sunshine, some rain, and some breeze, and maybe it will slowly get better.
She thought about it and went into the yard.
Hearing that her elder sister was coming, Jiang Yuying woke up from her dream and looked up at her elder sister, "Sister."
"Do you sit here every day?"
Jiang Mingzhi walked over and sat down next to her sister. From her perspective, there was nothing special about this square courtyard. However, their arrival startled two sparrows on the courtyard wall, which flapped their wings. Autumn leaves fell in the wind, and the scene was desolate.
Jiang Mingzhi looked back at Yuying, who lowered her eyes and replied softly, "Yes."
"Won't you get tired of looking at the same scenery every day?"
"Sister, I know you're worried about me, but now that I've left the Feng family, the Jiang family has treated me very well. I have no regrets. As long as I can spend the rest of my life in peace in this courtyard, that would be perfect."
Looking at her lifeless sister who was a few years younger than herself, Jiang Mingzhi couldn't help but sigh, "Yuying, a few days ago, your aunt asked you to stay over there for a while, but you refused. It would be fine if you stayed over there, but you lock yourself up in this small courtyard all day long. It really makes me feel bad when I see you like that."
Jiang Yuying lowered her eyes, deep sadness flowing in them. Although she could not read or write, she had the blood of the Wang and Jiang families flowing in her bones, and she was surrounded by a natural nobility.
Jiang Mingzhi took her hand and said, "You have become much whiter these days after returning to the Jiang family. What a good girl you are." Jiang Mingzhi really felt sorry for her. She had been cautious since she was young.
"Aying, if my sister says she needs your help, would you be willing to help her?"
Jiang Yuying opened her eyes wide, confused. She didn't know if her elder sister needed her help with anything, or if she could be of any use.
"Aying, my younger brother is still young, and the entire Marquis's estate needs my sister to take care of it. However, I can't handle it all by myself. Can you help me share the burden?"
When Jiang Yuying heard that she was going to manage the Marquis's property, she became discouraged. "Sister, I can't read or write. I'm afraid that not only can I not help you with the burden, but I will also cause you trouble."
When Jiang Mingzhi saw her speak, a sly smile flashed in his eyes. "Sister, I've made up my mind. From now on, you will go out of the mansion every day. In the morning, you will go to Yueming Tower to take lessons with the teacher. In the afternoon, I will ask the Zhang family to familiarize you with the affairs of the mansion. As for Jiaojiao, you don't have to worry. I have asked Prince Yong to recommend a female teacher. She is usually not much less busy than you."
Jiang Yuying opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her elder sister seemed to have arranged everything. She raised her eyes and saw her elder sister staring at her with sparkling eyes, and she was suddenly confused.
"Why, are you afraid? You are Jiang Yuying. These years of suffering cannot erase you. Then, the rest of your life will be sculpted by you. How about that?"
What the elder sister said always made sense. Even though Jiang Yuying only half understood it, she still couldn't help but shed tears for some reason.
In fact, her elder sister has treated her very well. She helped her to block the marriage issue and let her do whatever she wants. Now this is the only request she has. She is free every day anyway. If she can really help her elder sister, why not do it?
Jiang Yuying finally agreed. Seeing this, Jiang Mingzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She is not afraid of hard work, but she is afraid that others will not appreciate her hard work.
"It's just that Miss Jiaojiao is less than three years old. Isn't it too early for her to follow a female teacher for enlightenment?"
Most ordinary families will hire a teacher to teach their children when they are around four years old.
Jiang Mingzhi shook his head. "Jiaojiao is different. She was born in hardship and matures early. Even at such a young age, she already understands a lot. It's better to start teaching her early. Besides, both mother and daughter are learning, so it's more motivated, right?"
After saying this, Jiang Mingzhi thought of Prince Yong again.
This time I owe him a favor again.
"Miss, should we prepare some gifts to send to the palace?"
Jiang Mingzhi shook his head. "No need. He has everything in the Prince Yong's Mansion. The favor I owe him cannot be repaid with some vulgar things. It's okay. If he needs my help in the future, I will repay him."
But she thought to herself, Chu Muchi is a very smart guy. If she didn't still have a place to be of use, he probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to help her.
“A-choo!”
Chu Muchi, returning home from court, sneezed while sitting on his horse. Shufeng glanced at his master and asked tentatively, "Master, it's getting chilly in autumn. You should wear a cloak tomorrow!"
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