Chapter 47 Chapter 47 She is the one who climbs into bed
The blazing fire illuminated the dark night as bright as day. Lu Changji held Jiang Shu in his arms and walked out of the Yanxi Hall step by step.
Cheng Yong used all his strength to pull the knife out of the gate guard's stomach. Blood gushed out of the guard's body like fireworks.
After finishing off Hu Lan's men, Cheng Yong stepped into the sea of fire and stretched out his forearms to approach Zhao: "Madam, I will take you back to your room."
Zhao put her hand on Cheng Yong's arm, and with Cheng Yong's strength, she moved to the back room where relatives were staying.
Lu Changji exuded the scent of green bamboo, which made people feel at ease for no reason. The pain attacked Jiang Shu's nerves. She stopped struggling and holding on. Her eyelids drooped together, and then she lost consciousness.
Lu Changji carried Jiang Shu to the Canaan Courtyard and whispered to Cheng Yong, "Go get the doctor."
Cheng Yong asked, "Should we still ask for Doctor Wen?"
Lu Changji paused for a moment and said, "Please ask for Doctor Yang."
Doctor Yang is the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau. He has been practicing medicine for thirty years and is very experienced and skilled in medicine. Apart from the nobles in the palace, no one can hire him.
Of course, for Lu Changji, there is no question of whether or not. As long as he wants, the entire cabinet will be at his disposal.
Lu Changji wiped the dust off Jiang Shu's face with a handkerchief. He stared at Jiang Shu's smooth cheek and sighed softly.
He knew that she was not as gentle and harmless as she appeared. He could accept her using tricks to scheme against others, but he did not want to see her put herself in danger in order to save Zhao.
Zhao Shi treated her well, but she wasn't good either. How could such a small amount of affection be worth risking her life for?
No one knew how frightened Lu Changji was when he learned that Jiang Shu was in the sea of fire. He was afraid of losing her and never seeing her again.
His life is like the ocean, vast and boundless. It seems magnificent but lonely and boring. Jiang Shu is the rainbow above the ocean.
The rainbow was clear and shallow, dreamy, fragile and thin, but it was the only color in his life.
He couldn't let her make any mistakes.
Dean Yang came very quickly. There were many rules in the palace, and they emphasized the separation of men and women. Jiang Shu's injuries were on her shoulders and knees. Dean Yang did not dare to undress Jiang Shu to check her injuries. He looked at Lu Changji with some hesitation.
Lu Changji lowered his head and personally undressed Jiang Shu. He said gently, "Could you please ask Doctor Yang to check her wound?"
Doctor Yang didn't know who this "she" was to Lu Changji, but he didn't dare to ask too much. He bent down and carefully treated Jiang Shu's wound.
Burned skin is most susceptible to infection. After Doctor Wen bandaged Jiang Shu's wound, he prescribed several doses of medicine for anti-inflammatory and analgesic purposes.
He gently warned: "The patient's injuries are serious. Avoid contact with water. Eat a light diet and avoid irritating foods."
Lu Changji nodded and asked in a low voice, "Is the baby in her belly healthy?"
Fetus? Doctor Wen was stunned for a moment, then placed his fingers on Jiang Shu's wrist again. He felt a steady and gentle pulse, neither fast nor slow, with no signs of pregnancy at all.
But the person asking the questions was Lord Lu, how could Lord Lu be wrong?
Doctor Yang thought his medical skills were not good enough, so he took Jiang Shu's pulse again, but the pulse under his finger remained unchanged.
The night was chilly, and Doctor Yang was sweating profusely. He took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said tremblingly, "Master Lu, this lady is not, is not pregnant."
"Have you looked carefully?" Lu Changji's voice was not loud, but Doctor Wen felt as if a tremendous force was pressing down on his shoulders.
He said, "I have been practicing medicine for thirty years. Although my skills are not perfect, I have never made a mistake in diagnosing pregnancy."
Lu Changji rubbed his forehead, feeling that something was wrong.
The remote residence, the food with medicine, Jiang Shu's trembling and weak legs, and the long hugs to her belly, Lu Changji connected all of this together and suddenly smiled.
He asked Cheng Yong to send Doctor Yang out, reached out to roll up Jiang Shu's trouser legs, and a small, delicate red mole appeared in front of him.
It really was her.
Joy exploded in my heart and spread throughout my body at an unstoppable speed.
Lu Changji held Jiang Shu's ankle and gently stroked the red mole, with a smile in his dark eyes.
He didn't know why she pretended to be pregnant, nor why she wanted to use him to get pregnant, but...
Since she needed it, he would help her.
The night was dark, and the night pearl on the bedside emitted a faint light.
Jiang Shu slowly woke up. She coughed lightly and felt her throat ache as if it were cut by a knife. Her eyelids were so heavy that she was drooping. She was too lazy to even open her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhu'er, bring me a cup of cold tea."
Lu Changji lifted the curtain, sat down beside the bed, helped Jiang Shu up, put her in front of him, and handed the teacup to her lips.
Jiang Shu took Lu Changji's hand, drank the cold tea in the teacup, and then lay down heavily on the couch.
Only after she lay down did she notice something unusual. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked into Lu Changji's dark eyes.
"Uncle!" Jiang Shu felt a little lost. She bit her lip lightly and asked in a low voice, "Where's Zhu'er? Why didn't she come to serve?"
Lu Changji didn't answer her question. He stared into her eyes and asked, "Didn't I serve you well? Is your sister-in-law dissatisfied?"
What Lu Changji said were clearly very ordinary words, but for some reason, Jiang Shu always felt that he was hinting at something, and her white ears turned a light red.
She lowered her eyes guiltily and whispered, "My uncle has taken good care of me, but I am of low status and unworthy of his care."
At this point, Jiang Shu realized that the surrounding environment was a little unfamiliar. Lu Changji actually carried her to his dormitory again.
Not only did she sleep in his bed, she even had her wounds bandaged.
Her eyes widened and she turned to look at Lu Changji: "Uncle, was it Doctor Wen who bandaged my wound?"
Lu Changji narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully, "It was Doctor Yang from the palace who treated my sister-in-law's wound."
Jiang Shu's heartbeat quickened. She tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth, pretending to smile casually, and asked casually, "Is the baby in my belly safe?"
"The fetus in your belly..." Lu Changji stared at Jiang Shu. Seeing her face getting paler and paler, he slowly said, "The fetus in your belly has always been under the care of Doctor Wen. You should ask Doctor Wen whether it is safe."
With just a few words, Lu Changji sent Jiang Shu to hell and then pulled her back from hell.
Having already gotten the answer he wanted, Lu Changji didn't want to embarrass Jiang Shu any further, so he whispered, "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, and your sister-in-law is pregnant, so you'd better take the sedan chair back!"
Jiang Shu always felt that Lu Changji's words "pregnant" had a hidden meaning, but if she looked into it carefully, there was nothing wrong with it. She just thought that she was being paranoid and had misunderstood Lu Changji.
She didn't think any more and took the sedan chair back to Xinchun Garden.
Jiang Shu's wound was quite serious. Fortunately, the Xinyang Marquis' Mansion had ointment bestowed by the emperor. She applied it three or four times a day, and it gradually healed.
One day, she was embroidering in the house when Fang Yu lifted the curtain and entered. Fang Yu bowed to her and said in a gentle voice, "Grandma, the Marquis has returned. Please come to the main hall to have a chat."
Lu Lin returned home, and Hu Lan's plan to burn the mistress to death should have come to an end.
Jiang Shu stood up and walked towards the main hall.
In the main hall, Lu Lin sat at the side, a rare occasion. The main seat was occupied by Zhao Yunshi, Zhao's elder brother. Zhao Yunshi had a very calm temperament, but now he was furious.
He threw a gold lock in front of Lu Lin and said in a deep voice, "Yun Zhang's residence was burned to the ground. Although this gold lock is stained, at least it was saved. My dear brother-in-law, take a look at the words engraved on this gold lock."
Lu Lin picked up the golden lock and looked at it in the bright direction, only to see the words "Hu Lan" engraved on it.
Before he could say anything, Zhao Yun continued, "These are the words Yun Zhang wrote when she was trapped in the sea of fire. They were her last words left in desperation."
Zhao Yun glared at Lu Lin and scolded him harshly, "You've already violated etiquette by letting a concubine take charge of the household, and now you've even allowed her to set fire to and kill the mistress. Lu Lin, what has my sister done to you that you've been so murdered?"
"If you don't like Yunzhang, just write a letter of divorce. Our Zhao family will not hesitate for a moment and will take Yunzhang home immediately.
My parents raised Yunzhang as a precious treasure. Back then, many people wanted to propose marriage to me, and my mother promised Yunzhang to you because she saw your sincerity. But I never thought of you, you..."
Zhao Yun was almost speechless. He sighed deeply, turned his head to the side, and refused to even look at Lu Lin.
Lu Lin had just returned to the Marquis' Mansion, and without even knowing what had happened recently, he was already being scolded by Zhao Yun. He was very upset after being scolded, but he couldn't say much, so he just kept apologizing to his brother-in-law.
Zhao Yun snorted lightly and was too lazy to even say polite words to him.
Lu Lin turned his gaze towards Hu Lan and said unhappily, "Auntie Hu, I asked you to be the housekeeper, but you're doing such a good job!"
Hu Lan knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face: "Master, I am just a concubine. Even if I had the guts to do anything, I wouldn't dare to plot against the mistress's life!
The fire in Yanxi Hall was just an accident, how can it be blamed on me? I was wrong. My mistake was that I was busy entertaining guests in the front yard and didn't rescue the mistress in time. I dare not admit my other mistakes. I hope the master will see through everything and make the decision for me.
She kowtowed as she spoke, leaving blood marks on her forehead. She looked pitiful, weak and helpless, and very sympathetic.
Jiang Shu sneered and said sarcastically, "Madam Hu is quite resourceful. Even the owner of a Kunqu opera troupe can't act as well as you."
"When the fire broke out in Yanxi Hall, the guests had already left. You were probably busy looking after the mistress's chambers with the Third Master."
Jiang Shu looked at Lu Lin and said seriously, "Father, after my daughter-in-law finished her evening meal, she went to the Bihua Tower to listen to music. By then, all the guests had left, and the area under the stage was empty."
"The actor hadn't finished his song yet, and my daughter-in-law listened to it before turning back to Xinchun Garden. Halfway through, she suddenly smelled something burning and saw thick smoke billowing over the West Banquet Hall."
“When my daughter-in-law ran to the Banquet West Hall, the fire had just started. Zhu’er and I wanted to go into the house to save people, but several servants stopped us.
The daughter-in-law then remembered that because of the banquet, Aunt Hu transferred all the servants of Yan Xitang to Bihua Tower to help. At that time, Yan Xitang did not even have a room for the lady to accompany her.
At this critical moment of life and death, the daughter-in-law was unable to control the servants in the mansion, so she hurriedly ordered Zhu'er to go to Bihua Tower to ask the wife's companion to return to Yanxi Hall to light the fire.
Who would have thought that the mistress's companions were locked up in Bihua Tower by the Third Master? The Third Master threatened them with their lives, and those companions couldn't even leave the main door of Bihua Tower."
Jiang Shu grew increasingly angry as she spoke, "Mrs. Hu and the Third Master, one in charge of internal affairs and the other of external affairs, have taken control of the Xinyang Marquisate and nearly killed Madam. Father must make the decision for Madam!"
Jiang Shu spoke clearly and confidently, describing the situation in detail.
"You are slandering me." Aunt Hu crawled to Lu Lin's side on her knees, tugging at his clothes and crying, "My Lord, the Second Mistress is slandering me. She has no qualms about fabricating such a story, simply to seize my power as housekeeper.
Forget it, forget it, I will just hand over the housekeeping power, so that I won’t have a peaceful life in the future.”
Hu Lan was used to avoiding the important issues and in just a few words she shifted the focus of her conversation to the housekeeper's power.
Zhao was the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, and it was unbecoming for a mistress to argue with a concubine. However, Jiang Shu had no such concerns. She said, "My maid Zhu'er can prove that what I said is true. When she arrived at Bihua Tower, it was indeed the Third Master who was guarding the Madam's chambers."
Aunt Hu glared at Jiang Shu and raised her voice, "Zhu'er is Second Madam's maid. She must have said whatever Second Madam told her to say. How can her testimony be reliable?"
It's clearly nonsense.
All the servants in the mansion, except those of Zhao and Jiang Shu, obey Hu Lan's orders. If the servants of Zhao and Jiang Shu cannot testify, will Hu Lan's servants accuse their own master?
Jiang Shu was exhausted and wanted to ridicule Hu Shi a few more times, but before she could open her mouth, she heard Lu Changji's voice outside the door: "Third Madam's maid can't testify, so how can I testify?"
Hu Lan froze and looked at Lu Changji in horror. She didn't expect Lu Changji to interfere in the affairs of the inner house. If Lu Changji wanted to kill her, she would not be able to turn over no matter what.
She quickly winked at Lu Changfeng, asking him to stop Lu Changji.
Lu Changfeng understood and strode up to Lu Changji, whispering, "Brother, you are very busy with official duties. How can you find time to come to the main hall? You finally have some free time. Why don't you be nice..."
Lu Changji glanced at Lu Changfeng sideways. His imposing manner was so overwhelming that Lu Changfeng didn't dare to say anything more and closed his mouth in disappointment.
Lu Changji looked at Lu Lin and whispered, "When I returned home from work, Yanxi Hall was still engulfed in flames. I ordered Cheng Yong to put out the fire, but before Cheng Yong could even enter the courtyard, he was stopped by Aunt Hu's attendants.
If I hadn't used some tricks, my wife would have been burned to death."
Lu Changji had made a conclusion to the matter. Not to mention that he was an outsider, even if he was involved, as long as he opened his mouth, Lu Lin would do things according to his wishes.
Lu Changji has confirmed the fact that Hu Lan plotted to murder his mistress, but Hu Lan is still unwilling to surrender. When she thinks of the information her confidant has found out, she suddenly feels a surge of hope.
Hu Lan wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and sobbed, "Master, how could you team up with Second Madam to frame me? No wonder the servants spread rumors that Second Madam often stayed overnight at Canaan Courtyard. I thought they were just making up stories and gossiping, but I didn't expect..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Lin kicked Hu Lan in the chest, causing her heart to ache. She curled up in pain and couldn't even speak.
Lu Lin glanced at Hu Lan with a dark face, then turned to look at the servant at the door and said in a deep voice, "Madam Hu has gone insane and is not fit to see anyone again. Send her to the manor and never return to the Xinyang Marquis' Mansion again."
Lu Lin's punishment was certainly harsh, but Zhao Yun refused to comply. He stepped forward and declared, "A concubine who plots against the mistress must be tattooed, have a name tattooed on her forehead, and be exiled three thousand miles away. I implore you, my Lord, to abide by the law and not shield Concubine Hu."
If he followed the law, he would be tried in court, and not only Hu Lan but also Lu Changfeng would be held responsible. Lu Lin was willing to give up Hu Lan, but he couldn't bear to let his own son suffer.
He folded his hands together, bowed to Zhao Yun, and said gently, "Changfeng is young and has a simple mind. It's hard to guarantee that he won't be bewitched by others.
If this incident were to be brought to light, not only Hu Lan, but also Changfeng would be charged with murdering his mother. The Marquis's family has few descendants and cannot afford to suffer any setbacks. I hope my uncle will be magnanimous and give Changfeng a chance to start a new life."
The Lu and Zhao families are in-laws. If the quarrel gets too ugly, it will be difficult for them to interact with each other in the future. Besides, Zhao is the mistress of the Lu family after all. If the Lu family's reputation is ruined, it will not benefit Zhao either.
Zhao Yun took a step back and said, "Since the Marquis has spoken, I cannot refuse him, but Aunt Hu is vicious and there is no guarantee that she will not cause trouble again.
I hope the Marquis will allow me to bring her to the Zhao Mansion for training. My wife was a tutor to the Grand Princess before she married, so she has some experience. With her care, I'm sure she can cleanse Concubine Hu from her impurities."
If she fell into Zhao Yun's hands, there was no way she could survive. Hu Lan whimpered and hugged Lu Lin's thighs tightly, refusing to let go.
Lu Lin and Hu Lan have been in love for decades. Although he hates Hu Lan for being stupid, he doesn't want to take her life. But the current situation is beyond his control. If the matter gets out in public, not only Hu Lan but also Lu Changfeng's future will be ruined.
Lu Lin lowered his eyes to glance at Hu Lan, then bowed to Zhao Yun and said, "My uncle is the elder, so everything is up to you."
Zhao Yun had made all the necessary preparations. As soon as Lu Lin finished speaking, two maids pushed the door open and came in. The two maids were strong and sturdy, and they quickly tied up Hu Lan with ropes. One of them lifted Hu Lan's shoulders, and the other lifted Hu Lan's legs, and carried Hu Lan out of the door like a pig.
"My Lord, My Lord, Lan'er knows she is wrong. Please save her!" Hu Lan's voice sounded outside the house. Lu Lin's heart tightened, and he forced himself to look at Lu Changfeng.
He cursed in a deep voice, "You evil creature! You are so bold as to dare to murder my stepmother! You are unfilial and unbrotherly, and you are unworthy of being a son."
Tomorrow you will resign your position at the court and reflect on your mistakes in the Bihua Tower. When your mother's anger subsides, you can go out again."
Lu Lin's punishment on Lu Changfeng was not light. He saved Lu Changfeng's reputation and allowed him to escape punishment, but he also strangled him by the throat. As for when he could return to serve as an official, it all depended on Zhao's intention.
Lu Changfeng stared at Lu Lin with hatred. Lu Lin took his wife away, and not only did he not show mercy to him, he also wanted to dismiss him from his official position.
He stood up and said sternly: "Father wants to punish his son. I have no other choice but to see Shuang before I resign..."
"Shut up!" Family disgrace should not be made public. Lu Lin did not want to make a fool of himself in front of Zhao Yun, so he quickly asked someone to kick Lu Changfeng out.
The room finally quieted down. Lu Lin looked at Zhao Yun and asked gently, "Uncle, do you think my treatment of my son is appropriate?"
If the rope is stretched too tight, it will inevitably break. Zhao Yun decided to withdraw while he was ahead. "My Lord, you are righteous. The Xinyang Marquisate is well-governed and will surely prosper in the future."
The two exchanged pleasantries again, and Zhao Yun said, "I have important matters to attend to, so I will not bother you any more."
After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Zhao and said, "Yun Zhang, please see me off."
Zhao stood up and followed Zhao Yun out of the house. The autumn sun was particularly bright, shining on the brother and sister, making their figures look thin and long.
Zhao Yun paused in front of the bamboo forest, lowered his eyes to look at Zhao Shi, and whispered, "Lu Lin has become increasingly outrageous in recent years. He's taken his son's wife from his father, favored his concubine and killed his wife. He has no bottom line. If he's not restrained, I wonder what absurd things he'll do."
The autumn wind blew, and a leaf fell on the top of Zhao's head. Zhao Yun reached out to brush the fallen leaf off Zhao's head, and then he discovered that there were silver threads mixed in Zhao's black hair.
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Life is short, so live it to the fullest."
"Yi'er is gone. You have no ties in this mansion anymore. If you feel wronged, you can divorce Lu Lin. You don't have to worry about the reputation of my sisters. My sisters' future is earned by my father and brothers. If I am capable, my sisters will have a good marriage. If I am not capable, even if you suffer a lot of injustice, my sisters will not be able to marry into a good family."
Zhao Yun spoke in a low voice, but he provided solid support for the Zhao family.
Zhao lowered her head and tucked her eyes with a handkerchief. "Looking at the entire mansion, only Hu Lan dared to make me angry. Now that my brother has gotten rid of Hu Lan, I will only have a good life in the future and will never be upset again."
Zhao Shi feigned a strong smile and said to Zhao Yun, "Brother, please go back quickly. Today is my sister-in-law's birthday. You should be with her to celebrate her birthday. I've delayed you."
Seeing that Zhao Shi had made up her mind, Zhao Yunshi said nothing more. He gently warned her, "Your parents brought you into this world to enjoy happiness. You must never let yourself down. If you really can't live like this anymore, then divorce decisively. The door of our Zhao family will always be open to you."
Zhao nodded repeatedly and pushed Zhao Yun out of the door. As soon as the door closed, crystal tears flowed down her cheeks.
The matter had been resolved, and Lu Lin walked out of the main hall with a sullen face. Jiang Shu didn't want to stay any longer, so she stood up and walked out.
"Sister-in-law, please stay!" She had just reached the door when she heard Lu Changji's voice behind her ears.
Hu Lan's words were still ringing in Jiang Shu's ears. She felt uneasy and wanted only to avoid suspicion.
She stood there nervously, saying hurriedly, "Uncle, if you have anything to say, we can talk later. Mr. Li from the farm is still waiting at Xinchun Garden. I have to go back quickly to take care of the chores."
After she finished speaking, Lu Changji had already walked in front of her. She then realized that Lu Changji was holding a lake blue butterfly filigree hairpin in his hand. She didn't know when she had dropped it.
Lu Changji raised his arm and carefully pinned the hairpin into Jiang Shu's bun. He lowered his head, leaned close to Jiang Shu's ear, and whispered, "Why is my sister-in-law hiding from me? Have you done something shameful that you can't tell others?"
The warm breath sprinkled on Jiang Shu's earlobe, and her face suddenly turned red and her nerves were tense.
For some reason, she always felt that Lu Changji knew something, but she had concealed what happened that night perfectly, so how could Lu Changji know?
Jiang Shu thought she was just imagining things, so she pretended to be relaxed and smiled, trying to cover it up: "Uncle, are you kidding me? I'm a decent person, how could I do anything wrong?"
Lu Changji also raised the corners of his lips and said, "It's good that my sister-in-law is honest. You are still pregnant, so don't think too much. Of course, thinking too much is useless."
Until she returned to Jiang's house, Jiang Shu felt that Lu Changji had some hidden agenda. Unfortunately, his words were so flawless that she couldn't find any flaws.
"Big sister!" Jiang Shu was still in deep thought when she saw Jiang Rong walk in.
Tomorrow is Jiang Rong's wedding day. Jiang Rong's face is full of joy, and her eyes and eyebrows are full of smiles. She walked over to Jiang Shu and whispered, "Big sister, it's dark now, why are you here just now?"
Jiang Shu didn't want to tell Jiang Rong about the Lu family's dirty deeds, so she said vaguely, "The Marquis' Mansion has been busy with banquets these days, so I was delayed."
Jiang Rong wasn't one to argue, so she forgot what she had said. She put on her wedding dress and spun briskly in front of Jiang Shu. "Big sister, your embroidery skills are excellent. Please take a look at this dress to see if there's anything that needs to be altered. If so, please help me make some changes."
Jiang Rong's wedding dress came from Jinxiu Pavilion. The embroiderers at Jinxiu Pavilion all came from Suzhou. The phoenixes they embroidered were lifelike, as if they were about to fly.
Jiang Shu stared at Jiang Rong and smiled softly, "The dress is beautiful, and the embroidery is exquisite. You will definitely be the most beautiful bride tomorrow. Minister Lin will definitely be delighted."
Thinking of Lin Yunzhi, Jiang Rong felt a little shy. She lowered her head and said angrily, "Sister, don't talk nonsense."
Looking at Jiang Rong's shy and timid appearance, Jiang Shu suddenly thought of Zhao. Zhao must have been like Jiang Rong on the eve of her marriage, with a powdered face, as beautiful as a peach and plum, and full of hope for the future.
Zhao had a few good years after getting married. In the first few years after marriage, Lu Lin treated her like a treasure and never left her even though she had not been pregnant.
Unfortunately, love could not withstand the erosion of time, nor could it withstand Lu Lin's increasingly corrupted character. Zhao's pure and true feelings were defiled by Lu Lin using one concubine after another.
Thinking of Zhao, Jiang Shu felt sad. Looking at Jiang Rong's joyful expression, she was afraid that she would end up like Zhao in the future.
Jiang Shu struggled for a while, but finally swallowed what was in her heart. Not all men in the world are as heartless as Lu Lin.
Minister Lin is well-known for his purity and self-restraint. I just hope he can keep his original intention and not become as corrupt as Lu Lin.
Jiang Shu curled her lips and smiled, then asked Jiang Rong, "Which elder did you ask to set up your bed?"
Marriage is a major event that affects one's entire life. When a woman gets married, she will ask a woman with both good fortune and happiness to make her bed, hoping that she will be as blessed as that woman after marriage.
Jiang Rong said, "I would like to ask Big Sister to make a bed for me."
Jiang Shu was startled, and couldn't help but touch her empty belly, whispering: "I'm a widow, the last thing I want is..."
Jiang Rong interrupted Jiang Shu and said, "I only know that Big Sister is the person closest to me. I want to share the joy of the wedding with Big Sister and make her happier."
Jiang Rong looked determined, and Jiang Shu nodded slightly.
When it was time to go to bed, Jiang Shu did not go back to her own dormitory. Like when they were children, she and Jiang Rong squeezed into a small bunk bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Before daybreak, the Jiang family's house was bustling with relatives and friends coming and going, making it very lively.
The matchmaker dressed Jiang Rong up, and Jiang Shu ironed her clothes. The two of them occasionally exchanged sweet words, and before they knew it, they were busy until dusk.
Lin Yunzhi entered the Jiang residence with her best man. The front yard was filled with the sound of gongs and drums, and the atmosphere was joyful. There were laughter and joy everywhere.
It was almost time for Jiang Rong to get married. Jiang Shu looked calm, but her body was getting more and more tense. Her palms were sweaty as she tightly grasped a packet of aphrodisiac.
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