Chapter 49 The mansion is named Jiang, and Jiang Shouye is the family
Jiang Qingyue scolded with a smile, "Didn't you drop the deed on purpose? Now that you've made such a mess, are you worried that Jiang Mingyang will come after me?"
Que'er said with a wronged look on her face, "I can't stand the fact that Madam is partial to you. Young Master Mingyang is the same. He always favors the Second Miss and bullies you."
Jiang Qingyue raised the corners of her lips.
This time it wasn't her who was bullied.
Although they are from the same mother, Jiang Mingyang is stupid and only wants to sow discord between her and Mrs. Jiang.
But he forgot that the family name of this mansion was Jiang, and Jiang Shouye was the head of the family.
Mrs. Jiang favors Jiang Guiyu. She will definitely stand on Jiang Guiyu's side, so Jiang Mingyang doesn't need to win her over at all.
But Jiang Shouye is not.
When he knew that he had saved the wife of Marquis Xuanping, he gave an order to replace Jiang Guiyu's servants and punished the evil slaves in the mansion. From this incident alone, it can be understood that Jiang Shouye is actually a person who puts interests first.
And now, no matter whether she is marrying in substitution or at the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, she is the most valuable person in Jiang Shouye's eyes.
If Jiang Mingyang could think clearly, he would not do such childish things.
After getting herself ready, Jiang Qingyue left Que'er behind and told her that if she was called over for questioning, she should just tell him what she knew.
Yin Yao had been waiting at the gate of Marquis Xuanping's mansion early in the morning. When Jiang Qingyue got off the carriage, she personally came up to support her.
Although she was still dressed simply, she had at least dressed up.
The bracelet given by the old lady was also worn on her wrist carefully, and she was careful when getting in and out of the car for fear of breaking it.
Jiang Qingyue thanked him, but Yin Yao just sneered.
"Miss Third, there's no need to be so polite. You are not only our old lady's niece, but also a distinguished guest of our mansion. It is a blessing for me to be able to serve you."
It would be fine if it was any other maid, but Yin Yao serves He Peilan, and Jiang Qingyue cannot bear such a great credit.
The last time she came, it was Mrs. Jiang who brought her in, and this time, Yin Yao led the way and she followed behind.
Every time they passed by a place, Yin Yao explained to her what it was and what it was used for. She spoke in detail, but there was no intention to look down on her in her words.
Jiang Qingyue felt warm in her heart, and a smile from the heart appeared on her face.
Compared to the Jiang family, she prefers the people in the Xuanping Marquis Mansion.
When they arrived at a waterside pavilion, Yin Yao was a little surprised.
"Hey, the prince is here today too."
Jiang Qingyue looked forward and saw a familiar figure in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Wearing a black and gold cloak, he stood tall and straight, with the youthful and fierce strength that was unique to this young general.
At such a distance, it was impossible to see Xie Lingyun's face clearly, but even at such a distance, Jiang Qingyue could still feel the man's coldness.
"Miss Third, would you like to go over and say hello? We can go directly to the main courtyard from there in a moment."
As Yin Yao spoke, she had already walked over there.
Jiang Qingyue raised her eyebrows and thought, there’s no need to meet this evil spirit.
Prince Xie doesn't like this cousin who has no connection with him at all.
The winter wind blows on your face, but it is much better than the wind in northern Xinjiang.
Jiang Qingyue gathered her sleeves and pointed to the long corridor in front of her. "I remember that I could reach the main courtyard by walking through this corridor last time. I don't have to go around there to fight my cousin, the prince."
Yin Yao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."
After walking through the corridor, we arrived at the main courtyard.
Jiang Qingyue followed Yin Yao into the inner room and bowed to He Peilan first.
He Peilan waved for her to come over and sit down, and Jiang Qingyue extended her hand.
Jin Yao and Yin Yao watched her movements closely, knowing that she had already taken the old lady's pulse.
He Peilan pulled Jiang Qingyue's hand down from her wrist and said, "Kid, I asked you to come here, not to force you to treat me."
After saying that, he naturally changed the subject.
He Peilan was friendly and took care of her in every way, treating her like her own daughter.
Jiang Qingyue liked this aunt and became less cold towards her.
For some reason, they started talking about the Northern Frontier. Jiang Qingyue spoke in a relaxed manner, only talking about the different scenery between the Northern Frontier and the city of Yanjing.
The unique rime in winter is like a fairyland.
Or the endless Gobi Desert, where watching the sunrise and sunset is the most beautiful.
It is clearly a barren land of poverty and suffering, but when she describes it, it is a different scene.
He Peilan and several maids were fascinated by the story.
Because I was so engrossed in listening, I didn't notice the figure standing at the door for a long time.
Listening to the stories in the book, which described scenery that could not be described in any book, all I saw before my eyes was the poverty and war in the northern border.
Even when he saw Jiang Qingyue for the first time outside the quarry, how could Northern Xinjiang, which could torture her into such an embarrassed and miserable state, be the relaxing place she described.
It would be a waste of his cousin's talent if she didn't become a storyteller.
"I didn't dare ask you about Northern Xinjiang before, for fear of upsetting you by talking about the past. I never thought Northern Xinjiang would have such beautiful scenery."
"We are a great country with famous mountains and rivers, and we have many beautiful scenery. But I am short-sighted and think that these are the most beautiful."
Jiang Qingyue said it lightly, but her clear and lively eyes were frank, without any deliberate flattery or fawning.
She meant these words sincerely.
He Peilan always had a smile on her face, but her eyes were full of heartache.
The wound on this girl's hand must be fake. Which beautiful girl's hands would be so rough?
He only wants to say good things, without any complaints, and never mentions the hard times.
If it were the adopted daughter of the Jiang family, I don’t know how many times she would cry to death.
In comparison, He Peilan felt more and more distressed for Jiang Qingyue, and talked to her for a long time.
Yin Yao was the first to notice someone coming to the door, and when she went out to see, she realized it was Xie Lingyun.
Xie Lingyun interrupted her idea of passing on the message, whispered a few instructions, and then left.
After Yin Yao came back, he took advantage of the moment when the two were talking to ask.
"Didn't Miss San come with any pills today?"
"Those herbs are all tonic. You don't have to take them every day. Once every three days is enough."
She took out her medical bag and said, "I brought silver needles. I'll give Auntie two injections later. They'll be more effective when combined with the pills. I'll make some more over the next two days when I get home. I'll have my maid, Que'er, bring them over when the time comes."
Jiang Mansion.
Jiang Shouye had a big tantrum in Mrs. Jiang's room and insisted that Mrs. Jiang give him an explanation.
Mrs. Jiang had no idea what was going on, and only understood what was going on after hearing Jiang Shouye’s rage.
Her eyes were red and filled with tears.
"We did go shopping yesterday, but I didn't send Guiyu to the shop. Master scolded me without knowing right or wrong. Is he trying to take away my power as the head of the family again?"
Jiang Shouye slammed the table loudly.
"If that's the case, what if I accept it?"
Mrs. Jiang was so angry that her heart ached. "How could Qingyue be so provocative? Will she not stop until she has caused unrest in our family?"
"You'd rather blame it on Qingyue than admit it?"
Mrs. Jiang also got angry. "You have no evidence, what am I admitting?"
Jiang Shouye snorted coldly and asked someone to bring Que'er up.
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