Could it be that...she didn't go back to her room to sleep last night?"
Chen Peirong frowned, "Xiaoyan, where did you hurt after you gave me acupuncture last night?"
"Replying to the Madam, the Second Miss, I had a headache last night, and the First Miss gave me acupuncture after she came out of your place.
I let her stay in my room because it was late."
To confirm that she did have a headache, Chen Xiaolian deliberately stroked her head and acted as if she was uncomfortable.
Shen Peirong frowned. It was not a good thing for Xiaoyan and the second wife to be too close.
The strange thing is that the second wife always goes against her, but treats Xiaoyan as her own daughter.
Whether he was eating or playing, he always followed Xiaoyan.
Lian Yunhe did not enjoy the same treatment as the second wife.
Recalling what her father told her in her dream last night, that Xiaoyan was the second wife's daughter, her eyes wandered between Chen Xiaolian and Jiang Yan.
She was horrified to find that Xiaoyan, who used to look like her, now looked almost the same as the second wife, while Jiang Wei, who didn't look like her, looked more like her after losing weight.
No, not like her, but like her late father.
When Jiang Yan looked in the mirror this morning, she discovered that her appearance had changed and the jade pendant around her neck was gone.
She searched Shen Peirong and her mother's room, but couldn't find the jade pendant.
Although she has bound the jade pendant, without the jade pendant's blessing, the effect of her absorbing luck will be weakened.
In other words, she must constantly absorb luck in order to maintain her luck and control them.
Jiang Dahai saw that his beloved woman was not feeling well, so he put the blame on Jiang Wei, "Your sister has always been kind to others. Except for you, no one in the mansion would go against her."
"Dad, you really think highly of me. I heard that the bed, dressing table and small clothes in my sister's room were stolen.
Do you think a weak woman like me who hasn't eaten for two days can handle things like wardrobes and beds?"
Jiang Dahai was speechless. Not to mention that Jiang Wei was a little girl, even he couldn't stop the wardrobe.
Jiang Wei took the opportunity to throw dirty water, "Dad, that person couldn't be my sister's boyfriend, right? Otherwise, who would steal a girl's clothes?"
The second concubine screamed, "Bah, the eldest lady is pure and innocent, not like you, a fool who was born by a mother but not taught by her."
Jiang Wei felt wronged, "Mother, the second aunt scolded me in front of you. She called me a stupid idiot whose mother died."
Shen Peirong was angry, "Second Aunt, you are too nosy. Jiang Wei is my first daughter, the second young lady of the Jiang family. It is not your turn to criticize her."
"Madam, Second Miss, I was wrong." Chen Xiaolian lowered her head and rolled her eyes. "Chen Peirong, why are you so arrogant? You are still being fooled by me and my daughter."
Jiang Yan cried in grievance, "Mother, it was my sister who slandered my reputation first."
"Your sister is from the countryside, why are you angry with her?"
It was strange. In the past, when she saw Xiaoyan looking aggrieved, she felt heartbroken and wanted to give her everything.
But now, she seemed to dislike Xiaoyan's petty behavior.
Feeling guilty, Chen Peirong tried to protect her eldest daughter and warned Jiang Wei, "Xiaoyan is your sister. Don't say bad things about her anymore, okay?"
"My dear, mother, I guessed wrong. My sister is a lady from a wealthy family and she definitely didn't have an affair with anyone. So there is only one possibility for her room to be emptied, that is, it was my grandfather who turned into a ghost and emptied her room."
"Nonsense!" Jiang Dahai's mouth trembled, "Your grandfather was upright when he was alive, how could he do such an immoral thing after his death?
Besides, this is a new society, Jiang Wei is not allowed to engage in feudal superstitions. "
"Then Dad, tell me what happened? Don't forget, my grandfather was killed on the way to pick me up. He might have become a ghost."
"Nonsense!" Jiang Dahai said angrily to Shen Peirong, "Look at your daughter, Xiaoyan, who has never learned to be a lady from a noble family. She can only talk back and believe in feudal superstitions."
"It's neither this nor that. It can't be that my sister emptied her room by herself and is now crying thief, right?"
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