It turned out to be Huo Ma powder!
"What a cruel trick." Jiang Mingzhi wrapped the purse tightly with a handkerchief.
"Miss, what's going on?" Qingtang was a little confused by Jiang Mingzhi's actions.
She glanced at Qingtang. Qingtang had been with her for many years. If he wanted to harm her, she would have plenty of opportunities. She, a foolish girl, could live safely until now thanks to Qingtang's careful care. She would not be the one who let Huo Ma go.
"Grind the flax into powder, put it in a sachet, and wear it on your body. The powder will be blown into your clothes by the wind."
Qingtang opened his mouth wide when he realized what was going on. "But the lady has been wearing this sachet all the time!"
Ever since she found a few needles in the young lady's clothes a few years ago, she would personally check Jiang Mingzhi's clothes and personal accessories, and would only give them to Jiang Mingzhi after confirming that there was no problem. She also checked this sachet. The young lady has always liked the jade rabbit looking at the moon pattern on it, so she has been wearing it and there has never been any problem.
"This purse has been changed."
Jiang Mingzhi explained, "Someone embroidered an identical purse and swapped mine for mine."
"What do they want to do?!" Qingtang was furious. The young lady had been stupid these years, but those people had never given up the intention to harm her. Now they actually resorted to such despicable tricks!
"No rush." Jiang Mingzhi endured the itchiness and numbness on her body. She couldn't scratch anymore. If she continued, she would bleed.
Fortunately, she had just worn the sachet for a short while. Otherwise, if it had been on for a long time, her face would have been affected. Even if she was not disfigured, she would not be able to see anyone for the time being.
"Come with me to the garden."
There were two white rice trees in the garden of Prince Jin's Mansion. She remembered that Ce'er would get a rash every year, and every time his body would be itchy and painful. She would use the leaves of the white rice trees to apply to Ce'er, and the effect was very good.
One time, Chu Jincheng saw it and asked Jiang Mingzhi for some medicine. Only then did she know that Chu Jincheng also had the problem of getting rashes when the seasons changed from spring to autumn.
My thoughts wandered, and in a flash, I arrived in front of the white rice tree in the garden.
In the blink of an eye, a few years passed. The white rice tree grew taller and taller every year, and the leaves at the bottom had long been gone. I picked some last month to prepare for Chu Jincheng and his son.
Seeing this, Jiang Mingzhi was a little dazed.
It was as if she had returned to the days when she was kept in the dark. At that time, Chu Jincheng was a unique and good husband in her eyes, and Ce'er was well-behaved and sensible. Her heart was filled with the happy and warm scenes of her family, and she felt that this was the happiest thing in the world.
But who knows, beautiful dreams will eventually be shattered one day, and the more beautiful the dream is, the more painful it will be when it is broken.
She stood on tiptoe to reach the leaves high up, but she didn't know there was someone standing far behind her.
"Is it Sui Huan?"
That figure was so familiar, it was the same with Zhou Suihuan in the past.
Although she is a princess, she is very attentive to him and Ce'er, and will not delegate anything she can do herself to others.
"Miss, someone is coming!"
Qingtang caught a glimpse of someone coming this way and was immediately startled. He quickly whispered to Jiang Mingzhi.
When Jiang Mingzhi heard this, her heart trembled, and she lost her balance and almost fell down. Fortunately, Qingtang was quick-witted and helped her up.
"Be careful!" Seeing that she almost fell, Chu Jincheng took two quick steps forward, his voice revealing a nervousness that even surprised him.
Jiang Mingzhi's body stiffened, as if struck by thunder, and he was a little dazed for a moment.
She will never forget that voice.
But didn’t Chu Jincheng say that he was sick? Why did he appear in the garden at this time!
"May I know who you are, young master?" Since her young lady was not married yet, it was not appropriate for her to have contact with men outside. Qingtang stepped in front of Jiang Mingzhi and spoke to Chu Jincheng with a defensive and vigilant tone.
He really has no sense of etiquette. Since he saw there were female relatives here, he should have avoided them. Why would he come closer? Doesn't he know what it means to avoid suspicion?
Qingtang was somewhat disgusted with Chu Jincheng's behavior, and the tone of his voice became less respectful and more stiff.
Chu Jincheng never thought that he would be here and see a figure so similar to his deceased wife. He was distracted just now and took a quick glance, seeing half of the girl's face. She had a beautiful face and phoenix eyes, and she was beautiful yet distant. She was beautiful, but she had a cold and aloof look that kept people at a distance. It was obviously not his deceased wife.
He just wanted to get some fresh air. He was not wearing the red wedding gown of a groom, nor was he wearing the clothes of a prince. He was just wearing a sky-blue Hangzhou silk robe. If someone hadn't seen him before, they would have thought he was a handsome young man who had lost his way.
Jiang Mingzhi had no intention of staying with Chu Jincheng for long. Seeing this, he pulled Qingtang and walked in the opposite direction. But Chu Jincheng's voice came from behind him: "The guests' seats are over there, don't go the wrong way."
There was a hint of relief in the voice, and the tail end was blown away by the wind.
Jiang Mingzhi walked around and returned to the dressing room. The white rice tree leaf that she had just held in her hand had been ground into a ball of mud by her without her knowing when.
Qingtang said nothing, took some grass leaves and mixed them with some water, then applied the herbs to Jiang Mingzhi.
"This dress has been stained with straw. Why not ask the maid at Prince Jin's mansion to borrow a set of clothes?"
Jiang Mingzhi was a little tired, but shook his head, "It's just a little, no big deal."
When they returned to the banquet, almost everyone had left. Some ladies who had good relations with the palace went to the bridal chamber to help the newlyweds warm up the house, while others came to the palace on a rare occasion. They heard that the palace was built with the ingenuity of a master of Jiangnan gardens, so they went to the back garden in groups of three or five to enjoy the view.
Jiang Rongqing and Feng were no longer at their seats, leaving only Duan Mama waiting for her.
Seeing Jiang Mingzhi, Madam Duan stepped forward, bowed slightly to her, and said with a smile, "The Marquis and his wife went to see the peach forest in the back garden of the palace. They asked this old servant to wait for the young lady here. If the young lady comes, let's go to the back garden together to take a look."
Prince Jin's Mansion covers an area of more than 80 acres. The back garden is connected to a hillside with winding green grass, gurgling streams, and a wild peach forest that has been cared for by gardeners for several years. Now the flowers are blooming even more lushly and beautifully, an exquisiteness rarely seen elsewhere. No wonder everyone is willing to go and see it.
When Jiang Mingzhi thought of the purse, he glanced at Duan's mother casually. Duan's mother turned around and avoided Jiang Mingzhi's sight.
"Let this old slave take the young lady over there."
Jiang Mingzhi nodded slightly and took Qingtang to the back garden of Prince Jin's Mansion.
The back garden was filled with flowers, birdsong, and fragrance. In the distance, a girl's voice like a silver bell rang out, startling the birds and making them flutter in the branches. It was a lively and peaceful scene. Who would have thought that Prince Jin had passed away less than a month ago?
Jiang Mingzhi looked at this scene and understood the truth that flowers do not last forever and people are forgotten when they leave. However, he still felt a sense of melancholy in his heart.
The people in the palace set up tables and chairs by the clear spring pool next to the wild peach forest and placed snacks and tea. She saw from afar the two figures of Jiang Yuzhen and Jiang Yushu, one pink and one green, standing by the pool.
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