No matter how much he loves his youngest daughter, Mr. Jiang will not always agree with her.
For example, Yan Yiming braved the wind and snow to plead with Jiang Yi, but Mr. Jiang actually did not want to interfere in the matter.
Jiang Yi is not a member of the Jiang family after all. Not only that, his mother has caused his younger brother to be estranged from them for so many years. Mr. Jiang will not show his emotions on the surface like Old Lady Jiang, but he still has some resentment in his heart.
He knew from the beginning that Mrs. Jiang was taking the opportunity to make trouble for Jiang Yi, but he pretended to know nothing. He never felt sorry for the child because he was not her own. However, Yan Yiming made a special trip to see Jiang Yi in the heavy snow, which made Mr. Jiang feel distressed for a long time.
Mr. Jiang blamed the maidservant around Yan Yiming for not taking good care of her and letting the young lady run around in such a cold weather. At the same time, he pretended to be indifferent and asked Yan Yiming why he suddenly started to care about Jiang Yi's affairs.
Yan Yiming understood Mr. Jiang's attitude towards Jiang Yi in an instant. Even if Jiang Yi really froze to death in the snow, Mr. Jiang would not be moved in the slightest.
Mr. Jiang doesn't like Jiang Yi, and he even doesn't like her speaking for Jiang Yi. If Yan Yiming insists on making the decision for Jiang Yi, it will make Mr. Jiang unhappy.
Yan Yiming lowered his eyes slightly and sighed, "My daughter just felt a little bored after staying in the house for too long, so she wanted to go to her grandmother's house, but she didn't expect to see him standing in the snow when she walked in." At this point, Yan Yiming showed some reluctance on his face, "My daughter saw that he was so thin and thin, and I felt really uncomfortable."
The daughter had a bad birth since she was young, and was sentimental, soft-hearted and could not stand any stimulation. Master Jiang thought of his daughter's kindness and soft-heartedness, and did not want her to feel sad, so he sent someone to settle Jiang Yi. After briefly explaining everything, he also warned Yan Yiming to take good care of himself in the future and not to get involved in these things anymore.
Yan Yiming nodded in agreement. After the snow stopped, he had dinner at Mrs. Jiang's house before returning to his own yard.
It was a coincidence that Yan Yiming's residence was at the southernmost part of the Jiang Mansion, and the dilapidated courtyard given to Jiang Yi was also on the south side, so they became neighbors by accident. The difference is that Yan Yiming's place is for quietness, and the yard is actually much more complete and luxurious than other places, while Jiang Yi's residence is desolate and empty inside. When he moves in at night, he is only given a quilt and a few candles, and is told that they will slowly fill in the gaps tomorrow morning.
When I came back, I passed by the small courtyard where Jiang Yi lived. It was pitch black inside without a single candlelight.
But she only took a second look at him, as the maidservant beside her hurried forward to persuade her to go back quickly, as it was freezing outside and she must not catch a cold.
The master had told the young lady not to care about this "young master". Fearing that Yan Yiming would feel pity again, he quickly helped Yan Yiming back to his own yard.
Yan Yiming was not afraid that the maids would complain, nor was she afraid that Master Jiang and Madam Jiang would really say something to her. Even if they were angry, they would not let her eat or drink, but they might vent their anger on Jiang Yi.
It is better to have less trouble than more. She also has Xiaopingguo, so it is not difficult to hide it from them.
Midnight is the coldest time of the day.
This residence has not been occupied for a long time. The only thing to be thankful for is that the house is not leaking. However, it is abandoned after all, and there is still a little dust in the air. There is no trace of life and no heat in the house.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it seems even colder here than on a snowy day outside.
Jiang Yi was already a little unclear at the moment, and every part of his body was in great pain, but what was even more unbearable than the pain was the irresistible cold.
The little face, which had once seemed handsome, was now blue with cold. In order to keep warm, the thin body could only curl up tighter, and he used the not-so-thick quilt to wrap the shivering body as tightly as possible.
He had long guessed that this visit to the Jiang Mansion would be a humiliation, and everything that happened today was within his expectations. However, even if he had expected it, he was alone and had no way out.
His consciousness was becoming increasingly unclear. Jiang Yi was extremely tired but still didn't want to close his eyes. In such a cold day, he was afraid that he would fall asleep and never wake up again.
He didn't dare to sleep, and couldn't sleep.
Jiang Yi could not hear any other sound except the whistling cold wind outside the window. He clenched his teeth and opened his burning eyes. His unfocused eyes stared at the dark ceiling until he was attracted by the slight footsteps outside the door.
No matter how smart he is, he is still a child in his teens. In the empty room and the house where he has no relatives, in such a dark night where you can't see your hand in front of you, the sound of footsteps slowly ringing out is still frightening.
He heard the footsteps getting closer and closer until they pushed open the door of his room. He heard a woman's faint cry, and the door was quickly closed again.
He wanted to sit up and see who it was, but he didn't have the strength to do so. It was even difficult for him to see the person's appearance clearly.
After rustling for a while, a faint fire finally came on. The man blew out the tinder and lit a candle. The empty room was finally no longer dark. Jiang Yi turned his head with difficulty, only to see the man wrapped in a large and heavy cloak. He could not see his face or figure clearly, but only a pair of thin and extremely pale hands.
Jiang Yi couldn't guess who it was, because he didn't know anyone. His already frozen body became even stiffer due to nervousness. Jiang Yi watched the person getting closer and closer. The wide cloak covered half of her face, revealing only a small part of her beautiful chin and light-colored lips.
The person who came was a woman.
At this moment, she was standing in front of him and looking at him. Perhaps his most vulnerable side was seen by others, and he was helpless. Jiang Yi was slightly annoyed. He opened his mouth to say something, but the woman stretched out her pale hand and suddenly touched his forehead.
Jiang Yi was running a fever, and the moment the woman's cold hand touched his skin, Jiang Yi couldn't help but shudder slightly and moved away.
The woman then quickly moved her hand away, and it was unclear whether she was talking to herself or something else.
Her voice was as clear as ice, but her words were not cold at all. She said, "It's so hot. If you come later, you might turn into a fool."
Jiang Yi clearly didn't recognize her, and his head was clearly aching, but perhaps he already felt that this woman had no ill intentions, and he murmured back smoothly after hearing this,
"No one has ever called me stupid..."
Thirteen years old is actually still a young boy. Yan Yiming never thought that Jiang Yi, who was so serious later, would now be a bit arrogant. He immediately distinguished the child in front of him, who was not even as tall as himself, from his handsome appearance at the beginning.
Yan Yiming laughed, and his cold voice seemed warmer because of the smile, "Yes, yes, you are the smartest."
Jiang Yi was speechless, suddenly not knowing what to say.
And that's how Jiang Yi finally saw her appearance.
Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent, but her facial features were incomparably delicate, her eyes were light blue like glass, and there was a tiny red mole at the end of her right eye.
Her voice was like hers, and her face was as cold as ice, but because of her smile at that moment, there was no sense of distance.
Jiang Yi was sure that he had never seen her.
But she seemed to have known him for a long time, and she spoke to him in a familiar manner and teased him. She threw a quilt that she had brought from somewhere on the bare bed board, and patted Jiang Yi to signal him to move a little further in.
Jiang Yi's eyes suddenly widened, and his already red face became even redder in an instant. His pair of star-like eyes looked straight at Yan Yiming for a moment.
Yan Yiming was stunned and realized that he seemed to have taken the wrong photo.
She was a little embarrassed at first, but when she saw Jiang Yi's childish face, she immediately smiled.
As if to deliberately bully him, she pulled open his quilt again while Jiang Yi was still in a daze. When Jiang Yi finally reacted and was about to cover himself tightly with the quilt, she stuffed the hot water bottle filled with hot water into his arms and covered him with the quilt again.
Jiang Yi felt the sudden warmth in his arms, and suddenly he was speechless.
He watched the woman disappear quietly, and came back after a while. There was a brazier filled with charcoal in the room. She turned the charcoal in the brazier with unfamiliar movements. She sat by the stove, boiling water and then handed it to him to drink.
She did not explain why she was here, and Jiang Yi did not ask. The cold wind was still howling outside the window, but it was no longer as bone-chillingly cold as before.
His whole body still ached and he was still a little conscious, but Jiang Yi inexplicably felt warm in his heart.
Although she always teases her.
After an unknown amount of time, the woman reached out and touched his forehead again. This time her hand was not as cold as the first time. Jiang Yi raised his eyes to see her serious expression and did not dodge like before.
"The fever is gone," she finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. After staying up for almost half the night, Yan Yiming was really sleepy. He took the cloak and put it on again. After putting on the wide hat, he seemed to remember something and said to Jiang Yi, "Don't tell anyone else that I was here."
Jiang Yi didn't ask why. He could probably guess that there were always people in this mansion who didn't want the best for him.
"Then who are you?" Jiang Yi asked.
Yan Yiming turned around and suddenly came over to squat beside the bed. Seeing Jiang Yi frightened again, he laughed for a long time before saying,
"I won't tell you now. I'll wait for you to find out for yourself." A smile appeared on her pretty face. She tucked his quilt in and stood up. "Then you will naturally know who I am."
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