"It's my sister." Jiang Shijing glanced at the person who came, smiled, and put down his pen.
"Sister, what do you think of my writing? Does it have the style of our father?"
Jiang Zhongmao was an avid calligrapher and one of the most renowned calligraphers in Beijing.
Jiang Shuxue stared at Jiang Shijing, and seeing the piercing light in his eyes and his composed expression, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. Her gaze fell on the words; the calligraphy was elegant and powerful.
Before his erratic and mad behavior, Jiang Shijing had also written some characters, but his writing, like him, was crooked, twisted, and unsightly.
In front of her was a perfectly normal, living person.
He was clearly a brilliant and talented young nobleman, with a dashing and debonair demeanor.
"Brother, what happened? Did those imperial physicians really cure you?"
This tone sounds more like an interrogation.
Jiang Shijing smiled and said, "The imperial physicians certainly deserve credit, but I think it's mostly thanks to God's blessing, otherwise I wouldn't have recovered so quickly."
“Look at our mother, she recovered overnight. Some things are unseen and intangible, and no one can say for sure. We can only hold them in awe.”
Jiang Shuxue trembled all over, suddenly lost control and screamed, then turned and ran outside.
As Jiang Shijin watched his departing figure, the smile in her eyes gradually disappeared, and the corners of her mouth tightened, revealing a cold expression.
Princess Shouguang has already told him the secret, saying that she and her son will protect the real sister together so that she can return home rightfully.
This Jiang Shuxue is nothing more than a parasite born to Wei Shi, who took her sister's place and wanted to seize her sister's wealth and status.
How could we possibly let her succeed?
After so many years of good times, it's time to give it all back. Everything is preordained.
Jiang Shuxue stumbled and staggered as she ran, her heart pounding in her chest, until she stumbled into Madam Wei's courtyard.
"Mother, it's true. That crazy bastard is really cured. His words and writing are no longer problematic. He looks like a normal person."
Jiang Shuxue trembled with fear.
Wei was trembling even more violently than her, and her face was completely bloodless.
Since Jiang Shuxue is going to marry into the Zhong family, to be honest, their interests are not that related. As long as Princess Shouguang doesn't know that she is not her biological daughter, she will still hand over her dowry.
But she wanted to stay in the Jiang family forever, and the well-being of her two sons was related to the rest of her life.
Now that Jiang Shijing's madness is cured, what will her two sons get?
All those years of planning have turned out to be nothing but an empty dream.
Mrs. Wei felt a surge of anger rush to her head, and her vision blurred with blood mist, making it impossible for her to see anything.
She suddenly clutched her chest, opened her mouth wide, and her body stiffened as she fell to the ground, causing the servants to scramble to her feet, pressing on her chest and pinching her philtrum until she finally caught her breath.
Madam Wei opened her eyes, stared blankly into the air for a long time, and then her eyeballs suddenly began to move rapidly.
No, she had to find a way to turn things around.
The best way would be to kill the bastard child just like she killed Ye Qiao, and then it would be over once and for all. She truly regretted not having gone all out before for safety reasons.
She wondered who would be willing to do this, and she thought of the Zhong family, who were after Jiang Shuxue's dowry.
"Shuxue, go to the Zhong family."
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