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"You don't need to save me anymore. Perhaps this is my fate."
Jiang Chaoyu was still in pain, and Jiang Yuyao didn't want to bother her anymore. Her selfish prime minister father was right that women could not inherit his family business, but he seemed to have overlooked one point: women could also overthrow his prime minister's mansion.
Jiang Chaoyu came to her senses, but the matter remained in her mind, and she was determined to find out the truth.
"But, a marriage alliance is bad for any woman, and I don't want you to..."
Jiang Yuyao interrupted her, looked at her solemnly and said, "You also said that it is not good to marry any woman. The eldest princess got rid of her, so it fell to me. But if I get rid of her, to whom will it fall? Compared to fighting, if a woman can be exchanged for peace, those in power would be happy to offer up all the women of their country. They don't need to save me; they can sacrifice me."
Just as Jiang Yuyao said, this is indeed a bottomless pit; it's either her or her, but Jiang Chaoyu still can't bear to do it.
"If it were the emperor~"
Jiang Yuyao covered Jiang Chaoyu's mouth, afraid she would say something inappropriate. Her eyes were filled with disbelief. "Are you crazy!"
Jiang Chaoyu grasped Jiang Yuyao's hand in return, holding it tightly. "Sister, you have also given me warmth. I know that although you are not nice to me on the surface, you still care about me in secret."
Jiang Chaoyu looked at Jiang Yuyao with a hint of longing in her eyes. If a country is not strong, it will sacrifice women. The emperor has been sitting on the high platform for too long and has forgotten what the people really need.
Jiang Yuyao pulled her hand away from Jiang Chaoyu's grasp, her gaze shifting elsewhere. As if struck by a thought, she leaned close to Jiang Chaoyu's ear and whispered something. Upon hearing this secret, Jiang Chaoyu's eyes widened in shock, and she began to formulate her own plans.
Jiang Yuyao felt relieved after being told everything.
"I was wondering who would be the first person to come looking for me, and I didn't expect it to be you, but that's alright."
Jiang Yuyao smiled with relief. As long as someone had contacted her and remembered her, that was enough. In Jiang Chaoyu's eyes, Jiang Yuyao seemed to have a halo around her, making it hard for her to open her eyes and feel comfortable refusing.
"You should go now. I don't know if we'll ever see each other again. Please take good care of my little sister. Thank you!"
"good!"
The wind rustled through the treetops beside the guard, and even the slightest movement caused the guard to show no mercy, slashing it away with his sword. He looked back at the hall, but there was still no movement.
Upon returning to the manor, Jiang Chaoyu immediately began searching for something. She seemed to have genuinely forgotten something. For some reason, her superpower had backfired this time. When she returned to her room, she suddenly lost her strength. If there hadn't been a stool nearby, she would have collapsed to the ground.
She clutched her chest tightly, feeling a profound sense of loss, and tears welled up in her eyes. She had truly forgotten something.
She kept asking herself, "Am I really Jiang Chaoyu? Do I really belong to this world?"
But she didn't get an answer. Zeng Chenhua seemed to be quite busy lately, and she could only see him at dinner time.
Seeing his returning figure, Jiang Chaoyu forced a smile, "You're back."
Zeng Chenhua looked at her slender figure, draped his cloak over her shoulders, and even hugged her to dispel the chill from her body.
"It's cold, why aren't you staying in your room?"
Jiang Chaoyu looked up at Zeng Chenhua, gazing at his eyes, nose, and lips, and said, "I missed you."
These words deeply moved Zeng Chenhua, stirring his heart. He embraced Jiang Chaoyu tightly, expressing his longing for her.
I miss you too.
Jiang Chaoyu's words caught in her throat, and she choked up. She lowered her eyes and swallowed the words, deciding that she still didn't intend to say them.
What do you want to eat today?
"But the dishes are already prepared, do you still want to cook?" Jiang Chaoyu returned to the room surrounded by Zeng Chenhua. Looking at Zeng Chenhua, who was about to show off his cooking skills, Jiang Chaoyu just smiled.
"Yes, I look forward to it, my lord."
Zeng Chenhua was just about to cook when he heard Jiang Chaoyu address him in a different way, and his heart was filled with joy.
What did you call me?
Seeing Zeng Chenhua pestering her to listen to it again, Jiang Chaoyu couldn't help but think he was being a bit childish. "My lord, my lord~"
The last sentence was drawn out, making Zeng Chenhua overjoyed, and he kissed Jiang Chaoyu on the cheek.
"Alright, then I'll go and make it for you right away."
Watching someone's satisfied back, Jiang Chaoyu finally revealed a bitter smile. It was like a bitter candy, sweet with bitterness inside. Jiang Chaoyu lowered her head, shed a tear, and then went into the study. She suspected that Zeng Chenhua must have hidden her things in the study.
She searched everywhere but still couldn't find it. Then, as she turned around, she noticed what was behind the screen.
When I first opened this book, there was only one picture of myself. Could it be that something of my own is behind this?
She was hesitant to gamble, but still moved the painting away.
The key is usually hidden behind this. It looks like there are books all over the back, but if you move the key parts, you might be able to find it.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get it to open. She was a little discouraged, so she slapped the shelf, which popped out a box containing several letters.
She hesitated to take it; she was afraid. As she reached out, she held her breath, and her hand trembled slightly.
She read letter after letter, but none of them were related to her. When she got to the last letter, Jiang Chaoyu recognized her own handwriting.
“Zhao Siyu?” Jiang Chaoyu murmured. The name seemed familiar, but she couldn’t recall the specific details. However, the letter mentioned that she should not forget her true identity.
So it's true, as Jiang Yuyao said, that she really isn't from this world. But why would Zeng Chenhua lie to her when he clearly knew?
Jiang Chaoyu was shrouded in the shadow of being deceived. Her eyes were red, and she felt as if someone was squeezing her heart, making it hard to breathe.
“Ah Yu.”
Zeng Chenhua's voice came from behind. Jiang Chaoyu slowly turned around with the letter in her hand, her eyes filled with hatred. She hated him for knowing but not telling her, but she also hated herself for forgetting her true identity.
"You lied to me." Her tone was filled with disappointment, and when she looked up at him, she didn't know what to say.
When he tried to get closer to Jiang Chaoyu, she took a step back.
"I trusted you so much, but you..." The disappointment in his eyes pierced Zeng Chenhua's heart, and tears involuntarily streamed down his face. So this is how the story is going to unfold.
"I'm sorry, I just..."
Jiang Chaoyu didn't want to listen to Zeng Chenhua's excuses anymore. She took the letter that belonged to her and disappeared from Zeng Chenhua's sight, ignoring his surprise when he found out. Perhaps he already knew all along.
Zeng Chenhua quickly walked back to the original spot, but Jiang Chaoyu's figure had already disappeared, leaving only his cloak behind.
So that's why I'm so angry with myself, so angry that I don't even want to touch anything that belongs to me.
Zeng Chenhua silently picked up the cloak from the ground. He had forgotten to tell her that he had specially prepared the dishes he had learned to cook today, including her favorite braised eggplant.
Zeng Chenhua stared at the dish in front of him, watching its steam gradually dissipate, but she still hadn't returned. The disappointment in her eyes pierced Zeng Chenhua's heart. Zeng Chenhua hugged the cloak, waiting for her to appear at the door.
As the night passed and the wind and snow blew in, Zeng Chenhua realized that it was time for snow.
He was afraid that Jiang Chaoyu would be cold, but she didn't even want her maid Cui Cui anymore. He didn't know where to look for her, so he went to the Crescent Moon Gate first.
But he couldn't even get into the pavilion at the crescent moon gate, so he had to wait outside.
Looking at the pitiful man below, Li Yuanxiu said to Jiang Chaoyu with pity, "Aren't you going to go and see him? The snow is so heavy today. If you don't take care of that person, he'll probably turn into a snowman."
Jiang Chaoyu paused, holding the teacup, and followed Li Yuanxiu's gaze. He was still holding the cloak.
"Fool, why don't you put it on?" Her words were full of anger, but her heart ached for her.
He hated snowy days the most, as snow reminded him of the pain he had suffered in the palace. Yet, he also told himself that he loved snowy days the most, because it was on a snowy day that he appeared before him.
Jiang Chaoyu sighed. This wasn't the way to be angry. He still managed to find his own weakness.
Seeing Jiang Chaoyu get up, Li Yuanxiu knew that she had softened her heart.
"Couples quarrel in bed and make up before they get out of bed, you still can't bear to see them like that, can you?"
Jiang Chaoyu was still somewhat reluctant to admit it, "I'm afraid he'll get sick."
"Is it because you're afraid he'll get sick or something else?" As Li Yuanxiu's words disappeared the moment the door closed, Jiang Chaoyu took her cloak and draped it over Zeng Chenhua.
"Let's go home."
"I'm sorry, Ayu~" Perhaps because he had been standing outside for too long and caught a slight cold, Zeng Chenhua couldn't stand up and fell into Jiang Chaoyu's arms.
Looking upstairs, Li Yuanxiu quipped, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a sickly beauty."
That night, Zeng Chenhua caught a cold. His forehead was burning hot. Jiang Chaoyu sat by the bed watching him. Even though he was delirious, he held Jiang Chaoyu's hand tightly, afraid that she would disappear again.
Yam, who was standing nearby, touched her master's forehead, which was still burning hot, and asked Jiang Chaoyu, "Madam, what's wrong with the master?"
"He was so excited about the snow today that he caught a cold while playing in the snow."
That's a strange statement. How could someone catch a cold from playing in the snow? Besides, it's even more impossible for someone of your physique.
If one stands in the wind and snow for an extended period, it is quite possible.
Seeing that the master was holding the lady's hand tightly, as if he would run away if he let go, Yam Blind guessed that the master had angered the lady and was standing in the snowy night to apologize.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. My usually strict master has finally met his weakness.
Jiang Chaoyu looked up at Yam and saw the smile on her lips, so she knew that Yam had guessed something.
Jiang Chaoyu didn't care who made him lie to her, but she felt a pang of sadness, realizing that she had never truly belonged here.
Seeing that Jiang Chaoyu's face was also somewhat pale, Shanyao said, "Madam, may I take your pulse?"
Jiang Chaoyu was a little confused, but she still generously gave her the number.
"Your qi and blood are severely depleted, Madam. Have you done anything recently?"
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