Chapter 19 Face
While he was moving, Jiang Qingning saw a string of round rosewood Buddhist beads on his wrist.
Prince Qin also believes in Buddhism?
Isn’t he… a God of Death?
In any case, the Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist made him look noble and extraordinary, not like an ordinary person.
Jiang Qingning thought about it, nodded, passed him, and walked towards the carriage that had been prepared in advance.
Qin Xiu watched Jiang Qingning get on the carriage, and his indifferent phoenix eyes swept over everyone present.
Especially Xun Chen, whose face was dark and he maintained a saluting posture, he seemed to curl the corners of his lips in mockery.
"Leaving now?" The old lady was incredulous.
Zi Su helped Jiang Qingning into the carriage.
She thought of something and walked back to the old lady, bowing. "Old lady, your Madam Liu stole our young lady's belongings yesterday and was immediately taken to the authorities. I'm sure Madam Liu's punishment will come soon."
Zi Su hummed softly, then trotted off to catch up with the departing convoy.
Nanny Zhang tapped her nose helplessly, and Zisu stuck out her tongue mischievously.
Zi Fu was still struggling, but was eventually knocked unconscious by a knife strike from a yamen runner. Immediately, a servant took her and her indenture to the human trafficking market.
"Son, when will Jiang Qingning climb up the tree of Prince Qin?"
"She's never told us anything. It seems she hasn't been a good wife even during her marriage!"
Mrs. Anping said this, but only she knew the regret in her heart.
If she had known this earlier, she would have coaxed Jiang Qingning and introduced the noble person to Xun Chen.
Is it necessary to go to the point of divorce?
Now, the dowry is gone, and now the relationship is gone too! It’s all Jiang Qingning’s fault!
Xun Chen slowly stood up, flicked his sleeves and turned back to his house.
He just called Qin Xiu "Prince Qin" because he didn't want to exchange words with him using the official title.
Qin Xiu was the hereditary heir of the Duke of Qin's mansion, and in the officialdom he was the third-rank Minister of the Dali Temple.
Xun Chen was the non-hereditary Earl of Anping, which sounded better than Qin Xiu's title, but he was four years older than Qin Xiu and was only a fourth-rank Censor-in-Chief.
Moreover, Qin Xiu has always been extremely arrogant in official circles. He never chats with court officials, but he is on good terms with Crown Prince Lu Cheng. Xun Chen is extremely disdainful of associating with him.
But now he had nowhere to vent his anger. As soon as he left, Xun Chen missed Jiang Qingning a little.
If Jiang Qingning were here, when he was angry, at least he would have a bowl of hot soup, and after drinking the soup he could take a bath and rest.
"Wuwuwu... Daddy... Mo Li didn't mean to break up with her.
But she really went too far, bullying Grandmother and Aunt Qingyi, and even selling out Sister Zifu. Mo Li is so sad..."
Xun Moli ran forward, grabbed his clothes, successfully stopped Xun Chen, and complained pitifully.
"Mo Li, you are five years old."
Xun Chen glanced at him sideways, with a dark and cold light in his eyes.
"Daddy?"
Xun Moli was so scared that he let go of his hand and took a few steps back, tears in his eyes, feeling extremely aggrieved.
“Cousin, Qiqi is just a child. How can you scare him like this?”
Bai Qingyi quickly stepped forward, pulled Xun Moli into her arms and comforted him softly. She raised her eyes and looked at Xun Chen accusingly. The grievance and heartache in her eyes could not be ignored.
"My cousin has been staying at the Anping Marquis's residence for so long, which is really harmful to your reputation. Pack up your things and return to your husband's home today. I'll have the housekeeper prepare an apology gift for the Zhang residence."
Xun Chen looked at Bai Qingyi, said this coldly and left.
Bai Qingyi was shocked, her eyes full of disbelief.
Could it be that her cousin had noticed something? Was he coming here specifically to warn her?
But no matter what the result is, Bai Qingyi cannot accept it, and she is even more unwilling to go back to the Zhang family!
She clenched her fists, her eyes filled with suppressed emotions and tears, and she felt very aggrieved.
"Mo Li, my aunt is going back to her husband's house today. You'll be alone. If you're afraid to sleep at night, remember to ask your nanny to watch over you..."
A dark glint flashed in Bai Qingyi's eyes. She squatted down and wiped Xun Moli's tears tenderly. Her words and actions were like a mother's to her own son.
The Duke of Qin's Mansion is some distance away from the Marquis of Anping's Mansion, in an alley on East Street, the most prosperous street in the capital.
Jiang Qingning had a belly full of drafts, and her mind was changing countless times. Finally, the group arrived at her new home.
The carriage slowly drove past the gate of Duke Qin's Mansion and headed towards the alley further inside. Not long after, it stopped at the door of her house.
Outside Ning Pavilion.
"Miss Jiang, we're here."
Qin Xiu dismounted and walked to the carriage.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qingning lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked out. The two looked at each other, as if some hidden emotions were flashing in their eyes.
"Thank you, Prince Qin."
Jiang Qingning curved his lips and smiled slightly, his eyes full of gratitude.
"It's okay, go in and clean it up first."
Qin Xiu came back to his senses, took a step back, and coughed softly.
"Okay." Jiang Qingning couldn't wait to get off the carriage.
Aunt Zhang took out the key to the house and opened the door. The room was full of overgrown weeds, which made Aunt Zhang gasp. This was going to be trouble.
Qin Xiu followed behind Jiang Qingning, looking at the scene inside, frowning slightly.
Jiang Qingning realized this and turned around apologetically.
"This is the final payment of three hundred taels for the house. I have nowhere to go in the mansion today, so why don't you go here first, Prince Qin.
After the house is tidied up after a while, I will invite the Tongzhi, you, and the yamen runners to come to the mansion to attend the moving-in banquet."
Along with it, a bag of small change was handed over as money for snacks and tea as a thank you.
Qin Xiu took the brocade box from her hand, turned around and handed it to Qingzhi, the servant behind him, with an indifferent expression.
He turned around and walked past her, saying coldly and aloofly, "It's alright. They came here to help under Cheng Yan's command. They don't deserve the reward for nothing. Miss Jiang, you don't have to be polite."
While Jiang Qingning was about to say something, Qin Xiu had already come in to work.
Without waiting for her to say anything more, the yamen runners behind her took out their tools, rolled up their sleeves, walked into the yard, and began to weed skillfully.
Jiang Qingning had no choice but to retreat outside the door and give orders.
"Leave two people outside to watch the things, and Zi Su will take two people in a carriage to buy more snacks and tea.
Mammy, take the rest of the people with me and go to the bedroom and kitchen to clean up first. We don't want to leave the guests without even a sip of tea."
"Don't worry, Miss. I'll go right away."
Zi Su took the purse, turned around, pointed at the two people and left.
When Jiang Qingning walked in and saw Qin Xiu joining the group, he couldn't help but close his eyes, thanked and bowed to everyone one by one, and rushed to the backyard with his men.
I was indeed suspicious in my heart. Could it be that the face of the Tongzhi was so effective?
The dignified prince of the Duke of Qin is now helping her weed for the sake of the Tongzhi's face. It is unbelievable no matter how you think about it.
"It's better to prepare more high-quality tea. We must not let the prince and others feel that they are being treated unfairly." Jiang Qingning advised worriedly.
"Maybe Prince Qin is a kind-hearted person. Don't worry, miss. I will definitely take care of it myself." Nanny Zhang agreed fearfully.
"I hope so." Jiang Qingning sighed.
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