He Huaixuan thought that he was the only son of Marquis Anguo, and he had to be the heir to the title.
However, he forgot that he was still in his infancy and had done something that damaged the reputation of the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion. How could Madam He be at ease letting him inherit the title?
There are other young masters in the mansion. If He Huaixuan is not capable of taking on the responsibility of supporting the Anguo Marquisate, Madam He can petition the emperor to deprive him of his title of crown prince and appoint someone else as the crown prince to inherit the title in the future.
Unfortunately, He Huaixuan was too conceited and arrogant and had not yet seen this clearly.
Jiang Qingyao just waited to see him commit suicide step by step.
The next day, it was already dawn.
When Jiang Qingyao and others went to Fusheng Hall to pay their respects, they heard that Old Madam Jiang was too worried and sick, and she would not see anyone.
So many things have happened recently, one after another, and nothing has gone as planned. The old lady was depressed and naturally fell ill.
Old Madam Jiang even specifically exempted Jiang Qingyao from paying her respects, clearly showing that she didn't want to see this annoying granddaughter.
"There is actually such a good thing." Jiang Qingyao chuckled.
She only paid her respects to the old man out of superficial courtesy, and Jiang Qingyao was even happier when she omitted this.
"No, don't!" Qin Yurong's tears fell. Regardless of the wounds on her body, she struggled desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of the old women.
"Grandma, I want to see you. I don't want to go to the nunnery. Please, I'm wrong..."
She cried breathlessly, her hair and face were disheveled, like a madman.
"It's useless for you to say anything now. It's your fault for being so stupid, breaking the rules, and having no sense of shame. If we keep you here any longer, our Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion will become the biggest joke in the capital." Jiang Shuning said with a straight face.
Jiang Qingyao just watched from afar as Qin Yurong was dragged onto the carriage. The old woman was annoyed by her noise and simply stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth.
In her previous life, Qin Yurong was a concubine raised by He Huaixuan, waiting to replace her as the mistress of the marquis's mansion. Now, she can't even be a concubine and has fallen into a nunnery.
She gouged out his eyes, chopped off his hands and feet, and beat him to death with sticks... Jiang Qingyao remembered everything she did to him.
It's still too cheap for her.
The nunnery will not be Qin Yurong's final destination, hell will be.
Qin Yurong's heart seemed to be broken. Looking at Jiang Qingyao, she wished she could eat her alive.
She will definitely come back!
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After lunch, He Siyu came to find Jiang Qingyao.
Zhitao came up with two cups of tea and then left on her own accord so as not to disturb their conversation.
He Siyu took a sip of tea and spoke slowly, "Sister Qingyao, you didn't see how angry Grandma was. She even used family rules against Third Brother."
"Oh?" Jiang Qingyao was very interested, but couldn't openly smile, so she asked in a low voice, "Is it very tragic?"
"yes!"
"My grandmother had my third brother whipped 20 times with a specially made whip. His back was covered in blood and flesh. I couldn't bear to look at it."
The scene at that time was still vivid in his mind. Blood stained He Huaixuan's clothes red. He almost fainted, and he was only holding on by his self-esteem.
"Grandmother also punished my third brother by making him copy the family rules a hundred times, fined him a year's salary, and confiscated the yard he had bought outside."
"That's really tragic." Jiang Qingyao said, her heart calm.
He Siyu sighed, "I really don't know what kind of magic potion Qin Yurong poured on Third Brother? She made Third Brother lose even the most basic sense of shame and etiquette."
Maybe he doesn't have such a thing, Jiang Qingyao thought.
The two chatted for half an hour, and He Siyu stood up to say goodbye to Jiang Qingyao, "Oh, by the way, my third uncle's funeral will be in five days, and I will send an invitation to your house later."
"Yeah." Jiang Qingyao responded with a complicated mood.
It has finally come to this. The Marquis has not returned, and the people in the Anguo Marquisate have to face reality.
Jiang Qingyao watched He Siyu's carriage go away and sighed.
After a while, Jiang Qingyao went out.
The carriage stopped at Fenglai Teahouse. Jiang Qingyao went up to the private room on the second floor. Xue Jingwen pulled her to sit down and made her a cup of tea with a smile on his face.
"Qingyao, my dear sister, thanks to you, our family has avoided a big trouble."
"As you said, there really was a small earthquake in the North. The impact wasn't significant, but if we had continued digging at that time, many people would have died, and the consequences would have been disastrous."
"Fortunately, I listened to you and stopped the project to cut losses. We even discovered a mineral vein in the place you mentioned!"
Xue Jingwen was so happy that he wanted to worship Jiang Qingyao as the God of Wealth.
"You are truly the lucky star of our Xue family!"
The warm tea moistened her throat, and Jiang Qingyao felt warm in her heart. She also smiled. This was one of the few smiles that came from the heart since her rebirth.
Only the Xue family would treat her as a relative, pamper her, and think she is a lucky star.
Everyone in the Ningyuan Marquis's Mansion said she was a disaster star and disliked her.
When she was young, Jiang Qingyao didn’t understand why everyone was so indifferent to her?
Her grandmother and father don't like her, and her stepmother, Xu, is two-faced and always stirs up trouble, which only makes her treatment worse.
She doesn't have what other young masters and young ladies have.
If it weren't for the care of her grandparents, uncles, aunts, and cousins, she would have felt like an unwanted child, without a mother or father to love her.
Xue Jingwen handed her a square carved wooden box and said, "Take a look. Do you like it?"
"For me?" A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Qingyao's eyes. She took the box and opened it. It was full of sapphire jewelry, which dazzled her eyes.
There were also five thousand taels of silver notes underneath.
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