Chapter 152 Dingguo Mansion

As soon as Xu left, the nanny who was taking care of her couldn't help but complain.

"It's just a fall, he's not a child, why are you so nervous? Our girl just woke up..."

Another maidservant scolded her lightly: "Don't say anything. Now that we didn't drive the girl out, it's already very good that she can stay. If it weren't for Duke Dingguo's concern for reputation, no one would dare to say anything even if he drove the girl away."

Jiang Jiu woke up, ate on time, and took medicine on time. She finally understood that the name of this body was Su Man. Because she was born in September and her nickname was Jiu Yue, people in the mansion called her the Ninth Girl.

Because she is the eldest daughter among her grandchildren, she is also called the Big Girl.

Now that the real daughter has returned, we can no longer call her the Big Girl, we all call her the Ninth Girl.

Not bad, although the appearance is different from before, at least the name is still there.

Unlike the previous Jiang Jiu, this body is truly petite, with tender and fair skin, and ten fingers like green onions.

He also has a good figure, fat where it should be fat, and thin where it should be thin. You can tell at first glance that he is a child who has been raised with great care.

After resting for half a month, Jiang Jiu was finally able to get out of bed and walk briskly again.

But she found that except for Princess Zhaoyang who sent people to ask her twice, no one cared about her anymore.

The maids and servants in her room also became a little slack.

However, none of this matters. The only person Jiang Jiu is concerned about is Zhao Zhuoxi.

I wonder if he will be able to recognize her when she meets Zhao Zhuoxi again.

Appearance, name, and background have all changed, so it must be difficult to recognize each other.

Something finally happened to Zhao Zhuoxi.

I don't know what happened. He drank as usual that night, fell asleep, and never woke up again.

Everyone in the palace was very anxious. The emperor sent a doctor, but the man was still unconscious.

So someone suggested to give Qi Prince Zhao Zhuoxi a congratulatory gift.

In the past, if Zhao Zhuoxi wanted to marry a concubine, all the wealthy and powerful people in the capital would try to curry favor with him and would be eager for their daughters to be chosen.

But now, she is almost dying, and if she marries, she might become a widow.

This is a bit difficult.

After much deliberation, the emperor set his target on the fake daughter of Princess Zhaoyang.

Her status is really great.

If she had married, the man would have died. She would have been the Princess of Qi, and would have lived a life of wealth and glory, and would have been supported by the court.

If she gets married and the man wakes up, she will be a meritorious official, and Zhao Zhuoxi can ignore her and marry someone he likes. She will still be the Princess of Qi and have wealth and glory.

In this way, there is no need to worry about Princess Zhaoyang forming a clique with Prince Qi, and there is no need to worry about Princess Zhaoyang being reluctant to part with her daughter.

Although Princess Zhaoyang strongly disagreed, she had no choice but to follow the emperor's wishes.

By the time I returned home, the news had already spread throughout the capital.

Jiang Jiu was taking a walk in the small garden at this time. She had just recovered and felt that the original owner was too petite and weak. If she had to run around with Zhao Zhuoxi all day, she would be exhausted to death.

I took a walk for a while, did some Five Animal Exercises, sweated a little, and finally felt a little better.

I just returned to the room with my maid and prepared to take a bath.

The original owner's foster nanny came back from outside in a panic.

"My girl is in trouble. My girl is in trouble. The princess wants to marry me to the dying Prince Qi. What should I do?"

Jiang Jiuren had already walked behind the screen. When he heard the sound, he was so anxious that he almost slipped.

"What did you say?"

Nanny Zhang, the tutor, said anxiously, "Even if the girl is not the daughter of the mansion, she has been raised in the mansion for so many years. How can they be so cruel? They could marry her to anyone else. The Prince of Qi is about to die, but they actually married the girl to him..."

Jiang Jiu's face turned pale, he screamed, and his mind went blank.

"Miss, are you okay? If you really don't want to, I will refuse you even at the risk of my life..."

Aunt Zhang was very sincere, and even though she was a little outspoken, she was really good to Jiang Jiu.

But what Jiang Jiu was worried about was not marrying someone who was going to die.

But Zhao Zhuoxi is actually going to die...

How is that possible?

Even though he lived a decadent life, he was still young. How could he just die like that?

This guy has always been cunning, he must be planning something bad.

Jiang Jiu forced herself to suppress her inner anxiety and quickly finished her bath. Sure enough, Princess Zhaoyang called her over.

Before she even entered the house, she heard Xu's voice.

"Your Highness, since His Majesty personally designated Xiaojiu to marry, it must have been after careful consideration. This is an imperial decree, and we have no choice but to obey."

Princess Zhaoyang snorted coldly: "If there hadn't been rumors that she was a fake, the emperor wouldn't have set his sights on her. If Prince Qi was a good person, she wouldn't even be able to be a concubine."

"Last year, when the King of Qi returned to the capital, you were thinking of marrying her to him as his queen. Now, your wish has come true."

Xu was a little embarrassed: "That's different..."

Last year, she didn't know that her daughter was fake, so she naturally wanted to find a good husband for her. She didn't like any of the powerful and noble families in the capital, and she was neither high nor low. So she thought the Prince of Qi was suitable when he came to the capital.

But at that time, word got out that the Prince of Qi was not in good health, so she didn't think about it any further.

Princess Zhaoyang sighed heavily: "So let it be. Even if she marries and the ninth prince dies immediately, at least she is still a princess..."

After hearing this, Jiang Jiu turned the corner and increased his pace.

The maids and servants came over and shouted in unison, "The Ninth Miss is here."

There were several people sitting in the room. Jiang Jiu didn't recognize any of them, but she could tell them apart based on her memory and their clothes.

"Granddaughter pays respects to grandmother."

Duke Dingguo passed away a few years ago. Since his death, Princess Zhaoyang has lost all her spirit. Although she is younger than the eldest princess, she does not seem to have the spirit of the eldest princess.

But her family is happy.

He had three sons, and the eldest son inherited the Dingguo Mansion and became the Marquis of Dingguo.

The other two sons, one was a student of Qin Yuanda Bachelor and also a Bachelor of the Hanlin Academy.

One was a military man and worked in the Ministry of War.

The three sons all lived separately, but the family was not formally divided.

Princess Zhaoyang is clear-headed and her family is relatively harmonious.

At this time, in her room, there were only the first wife Xu, her daughter Su Rui who had just returned, and Princess Showa.

The original owner's etiquette was quite good, which just made up for Jiang Jiu's shortcomings.

Princess Showa waved at her and said, "Xiaojiu, come here and sit next to grandma."

Jiang Jiu quickly glanced at Xu, and there was worry and some expectation in her eyes.

He glanced at Su Rui again. She lowered her head and fiddled with the handkerchief in her hand. For some reason, she exuded a petty air.

Jiang Jiu smiled slightly, came to Princess Showa's side, leaned sideways and sat half way down, smiling softly.

Princess Showa opened her mouth but didn't know how to start, but Jiang Jiu spoke first.

"Grandma, my granddaughter is willing to marry the King of Qi, Chongxi."

These words shocked everyone present.

"Are you willing?" Princess Showa asked back as if she couldn't believe it.

Jiang Jiu nodded solemnly: "My granddaughter is willing."

"Grandmother, mother, my granddaughter is not of the Su family's bloodline. It will certainly be difficult for you to get married in the future. Moreover, it is the decree of His Majesty, and it is also a matter of careful consideration. It is a blessing for my granddaughter to become a princess."

Once the conversation is open and people are honest with each other, no one will feel awkward.

Princess Showa nodded slowly in appreciation: "Good girl, smart and understanding, worthy of being a girl from Dingguo Mansion."