They must pay for their crimes in blood!
The heat of June made people feel restless and irritable.
Jiang Yunshu sat in front of the dressing table, convinced that she had truly been reborn.
She was the only daughter of the richest merchant in Jiangnan. By chance, she met the Marquis and thought they were in love. However, the Marquis only saw her as a money bag.
She only learned on her deathbed that there was a slow-acting poison in her food, which the Marquis and the old lady had personally added.
Because of her lowly birth, she was unworthy to be the Marquis's concubine.
Shortly after her death, her mother's family home was ransacked.
Her child was bullied by everyone in the Marquis's mansion. When the child came of age, the Qiang tribe invaded the border. In order to protect the peace of the country, His Majesty decided to make peace through marriage. However, there was only one princess in the palace who was still an infant.
The Qiang King was already in his eighties, and all the court officials had betrothed their daughters of marriageable age, but the Marquis alone sent A Yao to him.
A few years later, Ayao lost her life.
Anger flared in her eyes. If she could do it all over again, she would make these people pay for their crimes in blood!
"Oh no, Auntie!"
Qing Shuang rushed into the room: "Third Miss has fallen into the water!"
"What happened?"
She stood up, and Qing Shuang walked quickly behind her.
"The Third Miss wanted to eat the Second Young Master's ice cream, so the Second Young Master joked with the Third Miss..." As she spoke, Qing Shuang glanced at her unnaturally, "Later, for some reason, the two of them started pushing each other, and the Third Miss fell into the pool."
She chuckled inwardly. How could A Yao shove Chen Er? Qing Shuang was just saving her dignity by not saying anything harsh in front of her.
Shen Er has a stubborn and malicious personality, and he has been bullying A Yao for a long time.
Walking through the long corridor into the garden, I found the pond surrounded by people.
"Third Miss, it's so hot. Our young master wants to help you cool off. Why don't you thank your second brother!"
"Is the Third Miss so grateful that she can't speak?"
The crowd laughed and joked, while the little boy in the middle watched coldly, his expression both mocking and disdainful.
The person in the water rose and fell, splashing their little hands as if trying to say something, but their mouth was ultimately blocked by the water in the pool.
Enraged, she strode to the edge of the pool and kicked it hard: "You dog of a servant, get down there and wake up!"
After saying that, she was about to jump into the water when Qing Shuang jumped in with a "plop".
"The pond is still shallow; the second young master was merely playing around with the third young lady." After a pause, the man sneered, "Does Aunt Jiang have some dissatisfaction with our young master?"
She turned to look at Chen Er and suddenly smiled.
Shen Er stood behind that person, his face full of disdain.
There was a commotion by the pool. Qing Shuang pulled the person out. A Yao had her eyes tightly closed, her face was pale, and her lips were colorless.
She glared at Chen Er, then turned and hugged A Yao in her arms, calling her name softly and pressing on A Yao's chest repeatedly.
"Who knew she was so weak? Our young master meant well, he was just trying to give her some ice cream, but she slipped and fell into the pool."
The second man got more and more excited as he spoke: "This is not our fault, it's all because the Third Miss herself didn't stand properly!"
Ayao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the moment she saw the person clearly, she pursed her lips and threw herself into her arms.
"Auntie..."
Her aggrieved and gentle voice tugged at her heartstrings.
"Third sister is fine, but my man was kicked by Aunt Jiang and is now seriously injured."
Shen Er's childish voice was inexplicably repulsive.
"Aunt Jiang, you have to give me an explanation."
She patted Ayao on the back, released Ayao, and turned to look at Chen Er.
He arrogantly raised his chin and looked back at her with disdain.
Jiang Yunshu strode over, and since the people around Shen Er were not on guard, she picked Shen Er up directly.
What are you trying to do?!
Shen Er exclaimed in surprise, his once arrogant face now filled with terror.
She chuckled, walked to the edge of the pool, tossed the person into it, and raised an eyebrow: "Playing with the second young master."
"Aunt Jiang, you've gone mad!"
"I'm going to tell the Marquis and his wife how dare you humiliate the Second Young Master like this!"
A group of people jumped into the pool, cursing and swearing, to rescue the person. Shen Er panicked and flailed his arms wildly, hitting those people until their faces turned red.
She watched from the side and then burst out laughing. This was the happiest she had been since entering the Marquis's mansion.
Someone tugged at her hem, and a soft, sweet voice came from behind.
"Auntie, Father will be angry..."
Ah Yao's big eyes were filled with unease and fear. She had always taught Ah Yao to be tolerant, so that Ah Yao could find a good family when she grew up.
result……
She patted Ayao's head: "Don't be afraid, let's go home."
Once you've entered a dead end, you must turn back in time.
She wants a divorce.
——
She and Ayao had just returned to Xiyuan when people came to the courtyard.
The Marquis hurried over, his brow furrowed, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger.
As he stepped forward, a smile appeared on his face again.
"Yunshu, I know you've been mistreated at home. That brat has been playing tricks on our daughter quite a bit, but..." The Marquis sighed deeply.
"You can't treat Zeyang like this! Lian'er is the daughter of the Minister's family. If something happens to Zeyang, how can I protect you and your son?"
The Marquis held her in his arms and spoke earnestly, looking quite helpless.
She had been deceived by the Marquis's true colors before, always believing that she and the Marquis were of one mind, until she saw the truth about him after her death.
She pushed the Marquis away and took two steps back.
"Are you angry?" The Marquis leaned closer and took her hand. "Yun Shu, you know I'm just a carefree Marquis. If she really tries to harm you, I can't protect you."
"You've suffered, but for our Ayao's sake, please bear with it a little longer, okay?"
She could only laugh when she heard that, and she actually laughed out loud.
The Marquis paused for a moment, then said slowly, "Yunshu, I've spoken to my mother. You've suffered these past few days. The power to manage the Marquis's mansion is now yours."
To take control of the family?
She glanced at the Marquis; yes, the old lady's birthday was approaching.
Whenever there was a banquet at home, the Marquis would always coax her into giving him control of the household, but afterwards the lady would find some excuse to take it back.
The madam held onto the key to the storeroom tightly, refusing to let go. All the banquets, big and small, were subsidized by money she received from the Jiang family.
"Hold the reins of the household?" She scoffed. "When has this Marquis's mansion ever given me any authority?"
"Let's get a divorce."
The Marquis was getting impatient: "Yun Shu, you're becoming more and more unscrupulous. This whole thing was your fault. I didn't punish you, I was just trying to reason with you. Are you going to throw a tantrum at me?"
"The mistress has always been in charge of the household in the backyard. No concubine has ever been allowed to manage the household in the entire Daxing. Don't you understand my feelings for you all these years?" The Marquis sighed deeply, as if suppressing his emotions.
"Yun Shu, can you please understand me? Stop making a scene. I know Ze Yang is a bit unruly, but you really went too far this time. Stay at Xi Yuan for a while, and I'll find a reason to get Madam to give you control of the household."
She smiled. Over the years, the Marquis had indeed been very concerned about the Jiang family's money, even going so far as to violate ancestral rules by allowing his concubine to manage the household.
"I am not capable of taking charge of the household, and the Marquis's mansion is not a place for my daughter and me to stay. So I will not make things difficult for Your Highness. I will leave immediately with just a divorce agreement."
"Jiang Yunshu!" The Marquis glared at her angrily, then turned and left with a flick of his sleeve. "It seems you still haven't reflected on your actions. You'll stay in Xiyuan for the next few days to reflect on your mistakes. We'll let you out when you've thought things through!"
The Marquis turned and left angrily, and Xi Garden returned to peace.
Shen Qingyao was led to the back to wash up, while only Qing Shuang remained in the front yard.
“Aunt, why make the Marquis so angry? You have indeed gone too far. Didn’t you say that even if you don’t think of yourself, you should at least think of the Third Miss?”
Qing Shuang advised in a low voice, "Auntie, you should apologize as soon as possible. I think the Marquis and the Old Madam still care about us."
Qing Shuang looked down at her, her eyes filled with worry.
Qing Shuang was her dowry maid. The two grew up together. She was mischievous, and Qing Shuang was just as unruly.
These years have tormented not only her, but also Qing Shuang.
When Ayao was sent to the Qiang tribe by the Marquis, Qingshuang risked her life to stop him, but was beaten to death by the Marquis with fifty strokes of the cane.
"Qing Shuang, I want a divorce."
Qing Shuang was stunned for a long time. After a while, she tentatively asked, "Miss... are you really sure?"
She nodded, and Qing Shuang stared at her for a long time before tears streamed down her face.
"If Miss takes care of A-Yao alone from now on, who knows what those gossipy people will say about her..."
Qing Shuang turned her face away and wiped her face with her hand: "But after leaving the Marquis's mansion, Miss's life will definitely be better."
"However, Miss, it seems that the Marquis will not agree easily."
She had been moved to tears by Qing Shuang's words, but when she turned around, she saw that Qing Shuang's eyes were shining.
"Why don't we invite Miss Biao over? She's got the most clever ideas!"
She held her breath in her chest for a long while before finally saying, "Go get a pen and ink; I need to write a letter to my cousin."
Telling her parents about this would only cause them more trouble, so she decided to wait until things were resolved before telling them.
The Marquis had a weakness that no one knew about: he was afraid of ghosts.
Many years ago, when the Marquis came to the Jiang family for a banquet, his cousin got into the mood to pretend to be a ghost and scare him, which resulted in the Marquis fainting.
Thinking of this, she smiled again. Since he didn't want a divorce, she would let her cousin give him a good scare.
Qing Shuang smiled as she looked at her.
A letter eventually reached Jiangnan. Jiang Shuyue was reading the letter, and after finishing it, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"What a terrible idea!"
"Um?"
Jiang Shuyue hurriedly hid the letter, then smiled at the person at the door: "Cousin Jingchu... what brings you here?"
Ling Jingchu lifted the lunchbox in his hand and placed it on the table in front of Jiang Shuyue.
"What's up?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Cousin Jingchu, you should go ahead if you're busy!"
Jiang Shuyue hid one hand behind her back while using the other to push the person out.
"Jiang Yunshu?"
Ling Jingchu glanced at the envelope, his voice still low, a barely perceptible emotion flashing in his eyes.
Jiang Shuyue hesitated for a long time before finally taking out the letter.
After all, Jiang Yunshu only said not to tell her uncle, not that her cousin couldn't know...
"...divorce."
Ling Jingchu's cold voice betrayed no emotion, and Jiang Shuyue responded.
"Yeah, don't you think my cousin's idea is terrible? If you ask me, we should just wait until he's asleep, tie him up, and beat him until he agrees to a divorce!"
Ling Jingchu's face remained expressionless, but his gaze suddenly shifted from the letter to Jiang Shuyue's face.
Jiang Shuyue had been afraid of this cousin since she was a child, so her arrogance diminished by eight-tenths, and she looked away from him.
"They really are sisters."
A cold voice rang out.
"Of course!"
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