Chapter 117 The Boy in His Youth
At night, she covered him with her only tattered cotton-padded jacket, curled up beside him and muttered, "You can't die. You've eaten so much of my food. It would be a great loss if you died."
Occasionally they would have meat to eat.
"Look, I found some meat buns today!" The little girl's dirty face smiled brightly and she stuffed the obviously larger half into his hand. "Eat it quickly, it's still hot!"
The boy was willing to talk, and he stubbornly gave her the larger half, saying, "I'm sick, and I can't eat much."
The dream suddenly broke, Jiang Fei sat up suddenly, cold sweat soaking her pajamas.
Outside the window, the sky was just beginning to break. Trembling, she touched the birthmark on her right shoulder, finally understanding why Pei Jing had been so persistent for ten years in finding that person.
Perhaps it was because he would never believe that the little girl would abandon him. She was the only light in his life that supported him and prevented him from becoming a complete lunatic.
Jiang Fei stood up and walked barefoot to the window.
Pushing open the window, the mountain breeze carrying morning dew rushed in, gradually waking her up from her dream.
"Are you soft-hearted?" The long-lost voice of the system finally sounded in my mind.
Jiang Fei leaned lazily against the window sill, "Why do you think so?"
"Then why are you crying?"
Jiang Fei subconsciously raised her hand and touched her dry cheek, only to find that it was the system that was playing tricks on her. "You are so boring."
The system said, "You're starting to hesitate, aren't you? To blow out the only candle in someone's life and plunge him into endless darkness forever is indeed a cruel thing, isn't it?"
Jiang Fei didn't answer, and the system asked again: "What are you going to do?"
Jiang Fei closed her eyes and said, "Following the plot in the original book, I'm just following their original trajectory. It doesn't count as me arbitrarily interfering with other people's fate, right?"
"You could say that," the system said, "it seems you have a very hard heart."
"They are all NPCs."
"Oh," the system said again, "So how did it feel when you kissed the NPC?"
Jiang Fei snorted, "I think it's better if you don't show up."
System: "If I don't show up, how can you check my favorability?"
When the favorability was mentioned, Jiang Fei instantly perked up, even a little nervous, "How much?"
The system said: "Wei Mingzhen is 70, Pei Jing..."
Jiang Fei's heart was lifted up and she almost held her breath.
"57." The system gave the final word.
Jiang Fei had visited Dingyuan Marquis's mansion several times these days, pretending to be affectionate and giving him the fan. Now Wei Mingzhen's figure was within her expectations.
"Is Wei Mingzhen's favorability high enough?" the system said, "You don't need to exert any more effort to marry into the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion safely."
"It's not enough." Jiang Fei frowned and said, "If Wei Ciying wasn't reborn, then this favorability would be more than enough, but she is just like that. I need Wei Mingzhen to have the highest favorability towards me so that he will choose to stand on my side when something happens."
…
Jiang Fei couldn't stay in this place anymore. Instead of calming down, her heart was in turmoil.
In order to avoid meeting Pei Jing again, Jiang Fei went down the mountain and returned to the Jiang Mansion that day.
Since the dream last night, Jiang Fei remembered some things, but she couldn't remember how she and Pei Jing separated, nor how she ended up in the Jiang family by accident.
It seems that Pei Jing's prediction was right. She is indeed not the biological daughter of Jiang Bingshi and Yao.
But since she was an orphan, why did the Jiang family raise her and even arrange a marriage for her with the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, a marriage that ordinary people would not even dare to think about?
These questions have been lingering in Jiang Fei's mind, so she simply asked Jiutao to call Jiang Chenglang over. If there is anyone in this family who can tell her the truth, it is only Jiang Chenglang.
Although this little fat boy is still young and may not know much, it is better than nothing.
It was not until it was almost dark that Jiang Chenglang sneaked into the west wing.
I don't know how he got here, his cheeks were red from running, and his forehead was covered in sweat. "It was a close call, I was almost caught by the third sister."
"Jiang Rulin?" Jiang Fei asked, "Has she been released?"
Jiang Chenglang nodded, "Third sister has been released for a long time, but mother didn't let me tell you, so you didn't know."
Jiang Fei wiped the sweat off Jiang Chenglang's forehead with a handkerchief, pushed the cut watermelon over to him, and picked up a fan to fan Jiang Chenglang.
"I'm asking you this, if you dare to lie to me, I'll beat you up, understand?"
Jiang Chenglang bit the melon, blinked his eyes and nodded, "If you don't beat me up and I tell the truth, can you let me be your dowry?"
Jiang Fei: “…”
"Let's not talk about the dowry for now. Let me ask you, why do you say I'm not a member of the Jiang family?"
Jiang Chenglang's eyes rolled around, and Jiang Fei raised his fist, "Tell the truth, or I won't let you have a dowry and will beat you up."
"Third sister said that only she and eldest sister are real sisters, and you are a slave." After saying this, she secretly glanced at Jiang Rufei, "They also called you a stinky beggar. Second sister, have you really been a stinky beggar?"
Jiang Fei propped up her chin in thought. It seemed everyone knew that she was born a beggar. "Then do you know how I came to the Jiang family?"
Jiang Chenglang shook his head, "They didn't say."
"So what else did they say?"
Jiang Chenglang's face was covered in juice. He looked up at the beams and thought for a moment, "They said they would call a Taoist priest to take you away."
Jiang Fei paused with the fan in her hand.
"A Taoist priest?" She narrowed her eyes. "When did it happen?"
Jiang Chenglang licked his fingers and said, "It's been a long time. Mother was still wondering why the Taoist priest hadn't arrived yet after such a long time."
Jiang Fei was fanning herself intermittently. Could it be that because of her drastic change in personality, Yao suspected that she had taken over Jiang Rufei's body, so she asked someone to perform a ritual?
"Anything else?"
"No more, I've finished eating." Jiang Chenglang said.
"Did they say anything else?"
“No more.”
Jiang Fei took out another piece of dessert. Jiang Chenglang finished it in two or three bites and asked, "Anything else?"
"Look at how bloated your stomach is?" Jiang Fei poked Jiang Chenglang's stomach.
Jiang Chenglang took a breath and retracted it, but in less than a moment he popped it out again, looking at Jiang Rufei aggrievedly.
"Don't eat too much at night from now on." Jiang Fei wiped his face. "Being too fat is not good for your health. You might not grow taller."
Jiang Chenglang nodded, "If I lose weight, can I grow as tall as my second brother-in-law?"
"Which second brother-in-law of yours?" Jiang Fei asked subconsciously.
"Then how many second brothers-in-law do I have?" Jiang Chenglang asked honestly.
Jiang Fei was stunned by his question and patted his forehead. "I'll find you eight second brother-in-laws later, but remember what I said now. If you hear anything about me from others, remember to tell me."
Jiang Chenglang nodded, and Jiang Fei said, "This is our secret, and we can't let anyone else know."
…
After that day, it rained in the capital for three consecutive days.
Water dripped from the eaves in lines, and the bluestone road was soaked into a dark blue color.
Duan Jiu walked up the steps in the rain, stomped his feet at the door before stepping into the house.
Pei Jing was playing with the folding fan in his hand. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Wen Zhu calmly. "What has Wen Zhu been doing these days?"
Duan Jiu knew what was going on.
This is not asking Wen Zhu, it is clearly asking Wen Zhu to find out the whereabouts of Miss Jiang Er.
On the day when Miss Jiang Er left the villa on Tingquan Mountain, the prince went to Jinglian Temple on the pretext of something. However, when he heard that Miss Jiang Er had already returned to Beijing, he patiently stayed on the mountain for another day before coming back.
But when I came back, I still couldn't see anyone.
"Miss Jiang Er has been doing this these past few days..."
"I haven't asked about her either." Pei Jing interrupted him and continued, "Since you've said it, then continue."
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