Jiang Dinglian was not at the palace. He had been stationed at the military camp for many years and had been urgently summoned to the palace early that morning. Meanwhile, the armored guards of the Embroidered Uniform Guard had surrounded the Yongding Marquis's residence, and Jiang Dinglian's fate in the palace hung in the balance, like a candle flickering in the wind.
Except for Jiang Yihan, the third son of the Jiang family who is still guarding the border, and Jiang Jinzhao, the eldest son who is studying at Bailu Academy, the other members of the Jiang family are still staying in the mansion.
At dawn, Jinyiwei Commander Ji Cheng suddenly burst in, waking everyone in the mansion from their sleep. The mansion was instantly lit brightly, and masters, servants, men, women, and children were summoned to the main courtyard.
Inside the main courtyard, people were in a panic. The maids and servants were forced to separate from their masters and confined in the courtyard. The atmosphere was extremely tense.
In the main hall of the main courtyard, Madam Jiang and Mrs. Xu sat in the first seats, and Jiang Shu, the three sisters of the Hao family, Jiang Baichuan, Jiang Yuyao, Jiang Songyi and others were all in the hall.
Even Yue Qingyang was present.
Although Yue Qingyang was confused by this sudden change, he was more gloating in his heart. He always liked to see misfortune happen to the Yongding Marquis Mansion.
However, his eyes unconsciously fell on Jiang Songyi. There was inquiry in his eyes, mixed with a subtle expectation.
This gentle, kind and innocent daughter of a wealthy family seemed completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation. At this moment, she was sitting leisurely by the side, sipping fragrant tea, without a trace of panic on her face.
She didn't know that after this day, she might fall from the noble eldest daughter of a marquisate into the abyss, or suffer the fate of beheading along with everyone else in the Yongding Marquisate, or be sent to the Jiaofangsi and become a geisha in the government.
Yue Qingyang's eyes sparkled and undercurrents flowed.
However, no matter what, he always finds a way to save Jiang Songyi. But from now on, she will be destined to live in the shadows, at his mercy in the private space he has reserved for her.
Madam Jiang had anticipated this day long ago. Fortunately, she had listened to Song Yi's thoughts and therefore had already prepared a response plan.
She cast her gaze towards Jiang Yuyao, and the warmth between the grandmother and granddaughter was no longer in her eyes, only a coldness as ice.
Jiang Yuyao was alone at the moment, her fingers rubbing the pear blossom purse tied around her waist anxiously.
She was actually quite nervous, as she had never expected that her brother would act so quickly.
Wasn't it clearly agreed that they would take action against the Yongding Marquis' Mansion after she married into the Fourth Prince's Mansion?
Jiang Yuyao was also worried that she would be implicated, but then she thought that now that her mother and brother had returned to the Duke's Mansion, her father would definitely do his best to protect her, and she felt a little relieved.
Moreover, her heart was filled with complex emotions, including worry, expectation, and a hint of unspeakable guilt.
Jiang Yuyao tightly grasped the embroidered purse tied around her waist, her fingers slightly spread out. Her brother had said that this item had a deep connection with Ji Cheng, and she must show it to Ji Cheng.
Although Madam Jiang appeared composed, she still had to put on a show. She sat upright in her seat, her back straight, and solemnly demanded, "What are you, the Jinyiwei, planning by trespassing into the Marquis's mansion?"
Ji Cheng's eyes were firm and his face was stern. "We have received a report that the Marquis' Mansion is hiding a treasure of rebellion. The Jinyiwei has been ordered to search. I hope the old lady will be more tolerant."
After saying this, he gestured to the Jinyiwei behind him, "Start searching!"
The Jinyiwei scattered like birds and beasts.
They headed straight for Rongxiyuan almost without thinking.
"How can there be any rebellion! I, the Marquis of Yongding, am loyal to His Majesty. You, the Jinyiwei, must not be frightened by the news and try to trap us here and frame us!"
Old Madam Jiang waved the cane in her hand with great vigor.
"I want to see with my own eyes whether you can find anything suspicious!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped forward.
The Jinyiwei immediately drew out their sharp embroidered spring swords and blocked her way with their swords.
Madam Jiang's eyes were fierce and she was fuming with anger. "The Emperor hasn't punished me yet. How dare you be so disrespectful to me, a lady of the imperial court?"
However, Ji Cheng, who was standing by, raised his arm without hesitation and said, "Since the Marquis' Mansion is suspicious, why not come with me and see the truth with your own eyes."
After hearing his order, the Jinyiwei guards put away the frost on their faces, slowly put down the sharp embroidered spring knives in their hands, made way for a passage, and allowed Madam Jiang to continue moving forward.
Jiang Songyi raised her brows slightly, stood up and followed with Xu, who looked worried.
Jiang Songyi gently patted the back of her mother's hand and said softly, "Don't worry too much, mother."
Mrs. Xu held her daughter's hand tightly, her eyes revealing endless worry.
Ji Cheng's eyes swept lightly over Jiang Songyi, and then quickly looked away.
If Jiang Songyi chose to reveal the truth, once successful, she would become a model of righteousness over family ties, and the disaster of the Jiang family's Yongding Marquis would not affect her. Her calmness was understandable.
However, she is just a weak woman after all. Once she leaves the protection of the Marquis' Mansion, what will her future path be?
Forget it, forget it.
After all, she was Ji Lei's savior. How could he bear to let her live alone on the streets?
However, when he was strolling along the winding corridor, his eyes wandered inadvertently, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of the familiar purse hanging around Miss Jiang's waist at the corner, and his eyes involuntarily shrank slightly.
That purse was exactly the same as the one Ji Lei had given him back then. Wasn't it from Jiang Songyi's hand? How did it end up on Jiang Yuyao's person?
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