Chapter 156 Revenge
Xun Moli is the eldest grandson of the Anping Marquisate. His suffering is the bitter fruit caused by his father Xun Chen and the entire Marquisate.
The grudges between her and the Xun family had long been settled, and any involvement was superfluous and might even become a flaw in future chess games.
"So, no."
Jiang Qingning's voice was calm and without hesitation, "Zi Su, go to the Anping Marquis's mansion and inform the gatekeeper to ask them to send someone to pick up the young master immediately."
The light in Xun Moli's eyes instantly went out, his small body shook, and his face turned pale.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out, only big tears rolled down silently.
At the Anping Marquis' Mansion, Xun Chen listened to the doorman's narration and his face suddenly darkened. He glared at the wet nurse who couldn't find Xun Moli, then turned around and left.
Soon, Xun Chen arrived in person.
He saw his son standing in the hall crying silently, and then saw Jiang Qingning sitting in the main seat with an indifferent expression, and a surge of evil fire rushed to his head.
He suppressed his anger, stepped forward and grabbed Xun Moli's arm.
"She didn't want us anymore. What are you doing here? Come back with me!"
Xun Chen picked up the struggling and crying Xun Moli and left Ning Pavilion without looking back.
Jiang Qingning paused slightly, and couldn't bear to look at the account book in front of him at all.
Aunt Zhang sighed, "Miss, please don't regret it."
Jiang Qingning curled her lips, "Mammy, cruelty is the product of repeated disappointments and pain. Xun Moli sought me out because, in the entire capital, his grandparents were gone, and his father, mother, or brother were around, so I wasn't his first choice."
"Besides, his nature is hard to change. Rather than raising a bad boy who may bite you back at any time in the future, it's better to pretend that I never gave birth to him."
"This way, we won't cause any more trouble or resentment."
Jiang Qingning's eyes were clear, as if he was not affected at all.
A few days later, the Shang Mansion was decorated with lights and was filled with joy.
Jiang Yuerou was wearing a gorgeous red wedding dress, sitting in her boudoir. Her pretty face showed the shyness of a woman about to get married, as well as a hint of longing and uneasiness about the future.
Because her mother Shang was divorced from Jiang Songyan, the wedding banquet was hosted by the Shang family.
As the eldest sister, Jiang Qingning is also the person Jiang Yuerou trusts the most. She has been staying in Shang Mansion to accompany her these days.
At night, red candles flicker.
The two sisters lay side by side on the soft bed, chatting privately.
Jiang Yuerou tossed and turned, and finally couldn't help herself. She asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Big sister, what does it feel like to get married?"
Jiang Qingning turned sideways and looked at Jiang Yuerou, who looked so innocent and shy for the first time. A rare feeling of warmth and melancholy welled up in his heart.
She recalled her ignorance and expectations when she first married Xun Chen, and the eight years of coldness and loneliness in Qingyi Courtyard, which eventually turned into the clarity and indifference of the moment.
Jiang Qingning's voice was filled with reminiscence. "It depends on the person. If you meet a good person, you can treat each other with respect and dignity, which is a joy in life. But if you meet an unlucky person..."
She paused, didn't say anything else, and just patted Jiang Yuerou's hand gently.
"The Third Young Master of the Pingjiang Marquisate is a gentle and polite scholar, and his family tradition is also upright. Yuerou, you are gentle by nature. As long as you keep your original heart and are neither humble nor arrogant, your life will be good."
This honesty actually calmed Jiang Yuerou's nervous heart.
She snuggled up to Jiang Qingning until she fell into a deep sleep.
On the second day, the auspicious time arrived.
Firecrackers blasted and gongs and drums roared.
Jiang Qingning personally covered Jiang Yuerou with a red veil, supported her, and walked step by step towards the gorgeous sedan chair under Shang's tearful and reluctant gaze.
Jiang Qingning stood at the gate of the Shang Mansion, watching the sedan chair moving farther and farther away amidst the music and finally disappearing around the corner.
The hustle and bustle faded away and the Shang Mansion returned to tranquility.
Jiang Qingning returned to Ning Pavilion, pushed the door open, and was greeted by a long-lost silence.
In the huge courtyard, the only sound left was the rustling of leaves in the wind.
"Sister." A clear voice broke the silence.
Jiang Qingxi had been standing in the corridor without him noticing when.
The fifteen-year-old girl already had an upright figure. She was wearing a neat suit and a soft sword at her waist. Her eyes were full of heroic spirit, but her gaze was filled with a unique attachment and concern for her sister.
"Didn't you say you were going to the farm to race horses? Why are you back now?" Jiang Qingning asked softly with a smile.
"I suddenly missed my sister, so I came back.
She walked to Jiang Qingning, took her arm, and gently leaned her head on her shoulder, "And I, I will always be with you, sister."
Jiang Qingning was slightly startled and turned his head to look at Jiang Qingxi's bright and determined face.
The emptiness in her heart was instantly filled. She held her sister's slightly cold hand with her backhand, and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Although Jiang Ruyi survived, he was bedridden all day long, looking haggard and no longer as domineering as before.
The old lady's heart was completely devoted to her sick grandson, and she only greeted her perfunctorily.
Xun Chen never set foot in her yard again, expressing his disgust and coldness towards her.
"Bai Qingyi? What are you doing here? Do you really think I can't deal with you?"
Jiang Ruyi glanced at her indifferently, turned sideways and coughed a few times, leaving some blood on her handkerchief.
"Of course I came to see how Madam is doing. Fortunately, the young master is not staying with Madam, so Madam has less work to do."
Jiang Ruyi laughed sarcastically: "Are you so kind? You are talking nonsense in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of getting your tongue bitten?"
Looking at the woman lying on the bed gasping for breath, the hatred in Bai Qingyi's heart not only did not subside, but instead grew wildly like poisonous ivy.
How could such a foolish woman occupy the position of Anping Earl's wife, and her bastard child be favored by the old lady?
Bai Qingyi spent all her efforts, but she was just a lowly concubine who was not worthy of being on the stage, and had to endure the burden of this bitch every day.
"Madam, you are joking. I have always been loyal to you." Bai Qingyi said hurtly.
A cold thought gradually formed in her heart. Instead of letting Jiang Ruyi drag on like this, occupying the status she wanted, it would be better to send her off directly. This would save her from being an eyesore and also cut off the last bit of hope of the old lady and her cousin.
The child was weak and had been separated from his biological mother. If he couldn't be raised, he could still live with his mother. If he could be raised, he would find a way to adopt him under his own name.
By then... her son and her husband, wouldn't everything belong to her?
Once evil thoughts take root, they spread like wildfire.
"Madam, it's time to take your medicine. I will personally serve you the medicine."
Bai Qingyi smiled as she sat beside the bed. She gently picked up the medicine bowl, blew it cool carefully, and placed the porcelain spoon next to Jiang Ruyi's lips.
“Bang!”
The slaps, accompanied by the crackling sound of debris, made the silent house lively.
Bai Qingyi fell to the ground. She didn't expect that even though Jiang Ruyi was so sick, she still had the strength to hit her?
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