Glory, status, wealth, and power are all irrelevant to him.
He seemed like a blade of grass or a stone by the roadside.
Thinking of this, Song Ruier silently clenched her fist.
If you are unkind, I will not be righteous either.
One day, he will wipe out this whole bunch.
After a month of rest, Jiang Shuxue's mental state gradually returned to normal.
In the past month, Jiang Shulan has mastered various etiquettes, studies diligently every day, and learns to manage household affairs, behaving very much like a young lady from a wealthy family.
Jiang Shuxue stepped out of her room for the first time. Although it was late autumn and the northern wind was cold, the sunlight was still dazzling to her.
She stayed in her room for the past month, her head spinning, unable to accept the reality.
Now, she is finally slowly coming to her senses.
After regaining consciousness, she felt as if a knife was cutting into her heart; the pain and resentment were intertwined, making her extremely tormented and uncomfortable.
She looked at herself in the mirror; her hair was messy, she looked haggard, and her cheeks were much thinner, making her look ten years older.
It was very quiet here, with guards standing at the entrance. The servants were all lazy, and the yard was overgrown with weeds, which they didn't seem to care for, probably because they thought she had no hope for the future.
"They're all sycophantic dogs," Jiang Shuxue thought bitterly.
Faint sounds of lively activity could be heard outside, coming in waves.
"Is something wrong inside the manor?" Jiang Shuxue asked the servant.
The servant replied lazily, "The young lady is going to marry into the Qiao family. There are still about half a month until the wedding day, and the whole mansion is busy with this matter."
"Marry that Qiao Dameng?"
"Yes, Qiao Dameng is a proper general with a bright future, so it's a good match." The servant seemed to be speaking in a sarcastic tone.
Jiang Shuxue vaguely felt that the other party was mocking her current situation. She was now an illegitimate child and was not even good enough for Qiao Dameng.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shuxue felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart with a needle.
If Jiang Shulan hadn't found her, she would still be the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, married into the Zhong family, and a glorious matriarch.
Jiang Shulan ruined her life, how can she let her have an easy time?
"How is Mother now?" Jiang Shuxue asked.
"Of course, Madam is doing well, preparing for her daughter's marriage."
"Madam Wei, how is she?"
"As for Madam Wei, she is now completely insane, without a trace of normal human sanity, and I'm afraid she will never recover."
Master Jiang originally wanted to punish Madam Wei by making her kneel in the Buddhist hall every day, but seeing her like this, as if she had lost her soul, any punishment would be superfluous.
"There are also two young masters who have been confined to their own courtyards. When they will be released depends on when the master takes pity on them."
The servant shook his head, sighed, and walked away.
How glamorous was Madam Wei, Jiang Shuxue! Who could have imagined that her current situation would be worlds apart from what it once was?
It's best not to do bad things.
Jiang Shuxue closed her eyes.
For her to reverse the current situation is an impossible task.
But she was unwilling to just watch Jiang Shulan get married as the eldest daughter of the legitimate wife and live a happy and fulfilling life.
She wants to make her a laughingstock, someone she can never recover from.
She wanted to make Mr. Jiang utterly disappointed in his newly recognized daughter.
Late at night, Jiang Shuxue wrapped all her valuable jewelry in a handkerchief and climbed out of the back window.
After a month of close surveillance, the guards have loosened, so no one noticed her. She made her way to a garden outside Mr. Jiang's courtyard.
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