Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Wearing His Cloak
Her limbs splashed against the white waves, and her vision became blurred. When Jiang Ran was about to despair, she vaguely saw a figure swimming towards her.
Her hands and feet were stiff, but her heart was as soft as a puddle of water. Jiang Ran was still immersed in the lake, but she seemed to have foreseen the glory of being surrounded by people when she became the wife of the Prime Minister.
When she becomes the wife of the Prime Minister, she will definitely suppress Jiang Shu. She will make Jiang Shu serve her meals during the day and bathe her feet at night. Then she will see how Jiang Shu can still be so arrogant.
The figure was getting closer and closer to her, and Jiang Ran's heartbeat was getting louder and louder. She took a deep breath and uttered a sweet and cloying voice: "Lord Lu!"
"Could it be that my second sister has gone hysterical because of being seduced? How come she can't even recognize people?"
Jiang Ran's eyes suddenly widened. The person swimming towards her was not Lu Changji, but that bitch Jiang Shu.
She closed her eyes, her pale face turned slightly purple, and she fainted in the water.
When Yang was pregnant with Jiang Bin, she drove Jiang Shu and Lin to live in the village for a year because Jiang Shu's zodiac sign was in conflict with Jiang Bin's.
Life in the countryside was hard, but also free and happy. It was that year that Jiang Shu learned to swim. She hadn't originally expected it to be useful, but unexpectedly, it would help her break the trap set by Yang and her daughter.
Jiang Shu dragged Jiang Ran to the shore and slapped her twice across the face, saying, "Second sister, wake up! If anything happens to you, how will I explain to Mother?"
Jiang Ran's face was already swollen from blisters, and after being slapped twice by Jiang Shu, it swelled up into a purple steamed bun. Besides looking embarrassed, the only thing left was the swelling and ugly appearance.
Even after being slapped, Jiang Ran still showed no signs of waking up. Jiang Shu folded her hands and placed them on Jiang Ran's chest, pressing hard. After squeezing out the water in Jiang Ran's abdomen, Jiang Ran finally woke up.
Yang thought the time was almost up, so she said she wanted to go to Bixuetang to take a look. Girls are shy, and even if they have physical contact with someone, they can't say anything. As a mother, she has to make the decision for her in due time.
When the time comes, the mother and daughter will play the good cop and the bad cop respectively, and they will definitely make Lu Changji marry her sister Ran.
Bixuetang was just a landscaped garden. Since Yang wanted to go there, Zhao let her go, and the group entered in a grand procession.
Yang Shiqing was waiting to get her son-in-law into her pocket, but she didn't expect that the pavilion was already deserted. At a glance, she saw her sweetheart lying on his back by the lake, his clothes disheveled, his hair scattered on the ground and covered with sticky mud, even the original color could not be clearly seen. Then she looked at Jiang Ran's face, which made her proud, but now it was swollen and shaped like a pig's head, and he was no longer presentable.
"My son, what's wrong with you?" Yang shouted, and her fat body ran to Jiang Ran in three or two steps like a running cow.
Jiang Ran raised her eyelids and glanced around. Everyone she saw was well-dressed and beautifully dressed. They were proud of their status and although they didn't laugh at her, the sarcasm in their eyes was not concealed.
Looking at the pavilion by the lake again, it was empty, and there was no trace of Lu Changji.
Jiang Ran clutched his sleeves in anger, his heart dead.
It’s all the fault of that bitch Jiang Shu. If Jiang Shu hadn’t intervened, how could Lu Changji have just watched him die without helping?
Jiang Ran felt that she had suffered a great injustice, but unfortunately she could not express these grievances out loud. She whimpered twice, snuggled into Yang's arms, and sobbed continuously.
Yang's nose felt sore, and she almost shed tears. She looked at Jiang Shu angrily and scolded, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and have someone carry Sister Ran inside to bathe and change clothes. How could my daughter, who is fine, look like this just for attending a banquet?"
Yang was used to being domineering in the Jiang family and forgot that she was now in the Xinyang Marquis' Mansion. She implicitly blamed the Marquis' Mansion for not managing the family properly and directly offended the Marquis's wife.
Zhao squinted at Yang and said calmly, "Didn't your second daughter say she wanted to go to the side room to look for earrings? Why did she come to Bixue Hall?"
Those who know say that the second girl took the wrong path, while those who don't know wonder what the second girl's intentions are.
The Zhao family had many followers, and as soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Wang chimed in: "Why do I feel that Mrs. Jiang is a bit biased? It was clearly the Crown Prince's wife who saved the Second Miss. It would be fine if Mrs. Jiang didn't feel grateful to the Crown Prince's wife, but why is she still bossing her around?"
"Mrs. Jiang dared to humiliate the Crown Prince's wife in front of so many people. I'm afraid the Crown Prince's wife must have had a harder time before she got married."
"Small families have no rules. They can't even tell right from wrong."
Yang was a bully in her family. Everyone present had a higher status than her, so even when she was scolded, she didn't dare to say anything. She just lowered her eyes and wiped Jiang Ran's cheek.
The incident happened in the Marquis's residence. No matter how much Zhao disliked the Yangs, she couldn't just stand by and watch. She waved her hand and called the maid over, whispering, "Send a sedan chair and take the second daughter of the Jiang family to the East Warm Pavilion. She's an unmarried girl, and I don't know how she fell into the lake. She's so clumsy, you can tell she's not a steady person.
Judging from her current situation, even if she gets married, I'm afraid she won't be able to shoulder the burden of being a mistress."
After the mistress gave the order, the maids hurried into action, working together to lift Jiang Ran onto the sedan chair and carried him away.
Zhao glanced at Jiang Shu and said nothing more. She only sighed softly, "What a disappointment! Let's go somewhere else. I don't want to set foot in this Bixue Hall again."
Zhao was Lu Changji's biological mother. When she spoke, no one dared to disobey, and everyone followed her out the door.
The courtyard was quiet again. Jiang Shu stood up. Although she was not as embarrassed as Jiang Ran, she was not in much better shape either. Her clothes were wet and stuck to her body, revealing her beautiful curves. If she appeared in front of others, she would definitely lose her composure.
She walked out into the sunlight. The summer sun was fierce, and a little exposure would restore her clothes to their original state. The sun shone on her body, burning her skin. Jiang Shu looked against the light and saw a guard in Chengzi's clothes, holding a lacquer tray, striding towards her.
The guard bowed to Jiang Shu and said in a clear voice, "Second Madam, I am here on the orders of Minister Lu to bring you a cloak."
Jiang Shu thought that Lu Changji would hate the Jiang family after seeing Jiang Ran's dirty tricks, but she didn't expect that he would actually send someone to send her a cloak to solve her urgent problem.
Jiang Shu felt grateful but also a little ashamed. Her uncle was a man of noble character, as noble as a jade and as fine as a jade. How could she, how could she have such thoughts about him?
Heat crept up her cheeks. Jiang Shu took a deep breath, brought her thoughts back to reality, and then cast her gaze on the lacquer tray.
There was a emerald green cloak placed on it. The cloak was made of kesi silk and was finely crafted. It was very wide when draped over the body, and the hem hung down to the ground.
The maids were considerate and attentive. In other families, even if the man was not married yet, he would have a maid to serve him personally. But Lu Changji was different. His Canaan Courtyard was clean and tidy. From the guards to the servants, all the men were men. Looking around the entire courtyard, there was not a single woman's dress to be found. The material of this cloak was luxurious and exquisite, and it was probably his own clothing.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shu's body stiffened. Although she was still wearing her own clothes under the cloak, she always felt as if she was touching Lu Changji's skin when she put on the cloak.
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