Chapter 82 Not the Girl Xie Lingyun Likes
Jiang Guiyu turned around and found that the person coming was the wife of Marquis Xuanping.
"aunt."
Jiang Qingyue was about to salute when He Peilan stopped her.
"Why are you so reserved with me? By the way, why are you dressed so elegantly today? Don't you like the jewelry I gave you last time?"
Jiang Qingyue explained, "Today we are raising money for charity, so it's not appropriate to wear something so precious."
He Peilan nodded, thinking it was a sensible idea.
With the influx of refugees nowadays, if you dress luxuriously, it will easily attract the displeasure of the people above you.
He Peilan then took Jiang Qingyue's hand and asked, "Why didn't you come to the Marquis' Mansion the past two days? Shuyan has been asking me about this for several days."
Jiang Qingyue explained calmly, "I had a minor injury some time ago, so I didn't go."
He Peilan frowned, "When did it happen?"
"It was just a few days ago, and he's already much better."
"That's right, you're a doctor, you can treat it yourself." He Peilan felt relieved and said lovingly, "If you need any medicine, tell your aunt."
Since Jiang Qingyue came back, He Peilan has heard a lot about her situation at home.
Just because of her careless mother, her heart is almost tilted to her elbow.
I was only concerned about my fake daughter being wronged and sad.
I wonder if my biological children will feel disappointed.
Jiang Qingyue lowered her eyes and looked at He Peilan holding her hand, her eyes gradually turning red.
"Yes, aunt."
He Peilan held Jiang Qingyue's hand, then frowned slightly, "Why are your hands so cold?"
She turned around and ordered the palace servant, "Please bring a hot water bottle."
"Yes, Madam Hou."
Jiang Qingyue was not too sad even though her mother had always neglected her and favored Jiang Guiyu.
Because I never expected it, I gave up long ago.
Mrs. Jiang Er, her adoptive mother, has always been concerned about Jiang Guiyu, whom she has never met, and has never cared about her.
She cared very little about herself and was even afraid that her identity would be exposed one day and she would go back and take her daughter's place. Mrs. Jiang Er even had the intention to kill her when she was very young.
As long as he died, Jiang Guiyu would always be the eldest daughter of the first wife.
Although she called He Peilan aunt, she was outside the third degree of mourning. The Jiang family deliberately established a relationship in order to establish a relationship, but after getting to know her, it was clear that her concern was genuine.
It seemed that this aunt made up for the maternal love she lacked.
Jiang Qingyue's eyelashes trembled, thinking that she was unlovable and unworthy of the care of her family.
She was in a trance and suddenly stumbled. The palace maid quickly supported her arm.
Jiang Qingyue's face suddenly changed and she let out a suppressed groan.
The palace maid just happened to press her wound.
He Peilan saw that Jiang Qingyue's face turned pale and sweat broke out on her forehead due to the pain. What else did she not understand?
He immediately said, "What's the matter? You lied to me. Show me what's going on."
He Peilan lifted her sleeve and saw that her wrist was still wrapped in gauze. Her face suddenly darkened.
"How did it happen?"
Jiang Qingyue sighed. She didn't want to say that the Marquis's wife was very good to her, and she didn't want to involve the Marquis's wife in her family affairs.
There is no reason to rely on the Marquis's wife's favor and ask her to stand up for you.
Moreover, the injury should have healed, but just in case, Jiang Shouye pushed himself out and got involved in the dispute among the refugees, which aggravated the injury by taking medicine.
Once this matter is over, I will find a way to handle it myself.
Jiang Qingyue coaxed Madam Hou in a low voice, "Aunt, don't worry, you forgot that I'm a doctor, I..."
Before Jiang Qingyue could finish, He Peilan's eyes narrowed and she lectured her with a sullen face, "If you don't tell me, I can find out by asking someone to investigate. If you think that I, your aunt, am too involved in your affairs, then you can just disown me in the future."
Jiang Qingyue was stunned. He Peilan was really angry and not just pretending.
Jiang Qingyue felt warm in her heart, and she picked out some light-hearted words to tell the story.
"What kind of person is she, treating her own daughter like this? She stole her daughter's jewelry, and today she even threw you inside the palace walls. Is she crazy?"
She took Jiang Qingyue's other hand and said, "Follow me, your aunt will support you!"
Jiang Qingyue had never experienced such a feeling of being supported by others.
She has been through it all on her own for so many years.
If Jiang Qingyue's treatment of the Marquis' wife before was a bit of a flattery, and she wanted to cling to the Marquis Xuanping's Mansion so that she could have a say in the Jiang family, then now, she is more sincere.
After walking a few steps, Jiang Qingyue said sincerely: "How is Shuyan? When I get back, I will treat Miss Shuyan and guarantee that she will be cured well."
He Peilan's face became even uglier.
"Shu Yan attended a palace banquet three years ago, and then she suddenly became mute. In the past three years, she has never attended banquets, and sometimes she even refuses to see people."
She held Jiang Qingyue tightly.
"Qingyue, you are a great doctor. When you recover, you must help me heal her. I only have this one daughter, she is my life!"
ah?
What?
Jiang Qingyue widened her eyes. Shuyan is the Marquis’s daughter?
Isn’t she the girl Xie Lingyun likes?
Jiang Qingyue opened her mouth and agreed with a confused mind.
"Don't worry, auntie. I'll do my best."
He Peilan led her to the palace banquet and introduced her to the situation in the palace.
Which palace master has a good temper, which palace master is not easy to offend, where can you go, and where can you not go.
He Peilan spoke carefully and Jiang Qingyue listened attentively.
If you don’t know them, you might really think they are mother and daughter.
"Aunt, where is Wanhe Palace?"
"Why do you ask that?"
He Peilan pointed in a certain direction within the palace wall and said, "Just remember, in this palace, any palace with the character 'Wan' in its name is Concubine Wan's territory."
Concubine Wan... so favored?
Jiang Qingyue's eyes darkened.
I heard that my senior sister entered Wanhe Palace and there was no news of her since then.
"The palace banquet is just ahead. Follow me closely and don't get lost."
Her biological mother had also said these words just now.
But she was talking to Jiang Guiyu.
And now, it was her aunt who told her.
"good."
After entering the palace gate and passing through several halls, we finally arrived at the Jinhua Hall where the banquet was to be held. Inside the hall, dozens of low tables had been set up, and the palace maids were busy arranging fruits and tea.
As soon as she walked in, Jiang Qingyue saw Jiang Guiyu surrounded by stars.
Mrs. Jiang stood aside, looking at her with eyes full of satisfaction.
What a scene of deep love between mother and daughter.
"Who is this young lady following the wife of Marquis Xuanping? I've never seen her before."
"She is the daughter that Lord Jiang, the Minister of Revenue, found. Her name is Jiang Qingyue. I saw her at the Guo family's banquet last time."
"I heard that Madam Shen loves her adopted daughter more. Look at Jiang Guiyu, she's dressed more elegantly than the Jiang family's biological daughter."
"Jiang Guiyu was raised by Madam Jiang, so their affection is natural. Madam Jiang and the wife of Marquis Xuanping are cousins. Jiang Qingyue probably thought she had found a backer, so she followed him there."
Jiang Qingyue straightened her back, pretending not to hear.
She doesn't care about these gossips.
He Peilan naturally heard these gossips. She patted Jiang Qingyue's hand and walked over angrily.
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