Chapter 112 Betrayal
The farm outside the city had long been deserted. Qiao Yihuan walked around the farm several times, but did not see any human figures, let alone any living creatures.
Everything was the same as before, there was no sign of theft, and it seemed that nothing was missing, but the person was gone.
My mother is missing, and the two maids who served her are also missing.
Qiao Yihuan stood in the yard, confused. He sat alone in the corridor for a long time, but no one came back.
She stared at the boundless sky with lifeless eyes. After a long time, she withdrew her gaze, hugged her legs and buried her face, unwilling to face everything in this world.
A breeze blew up the veil of her dress.
Qiao Yihuan cried silently, as if she buried her face in her legs so that no one would notice her vulnerable side. She felt extremely helpless.
She has been away from the palace alone for such a long time, the Tenth Princess must know that she is missing.
Did she worry about me and come out to look for me? Did Qi Yun worry about me and go to the palace to look for me, only to find that I was missing?
And His Royal Highness...
Thinking of this, Qiao Yihuan suddenly burst into tears. Would His Highness dislike her?
Why did I suddenly have diarrhea? Was it because of the caning that injured me?
After crying for a long time until her voice was almost hoarse, Qiao Yihuan finally raised her head.
Her beautiful pair of clear eyes were bloodshot from crying. She sat there for a long time but no one showed up. She couldn't help but have a bad feeling in her heart.
Mother never came back, she would never leave the village.
The two maids were nowhere to be seen either. Something must have happened.
She didn't want to face everything, didn't want to go back home, just wanted to be alone in this farm without being disturbed. But now, she had to suppress all the emotions in her heart and go back home to find out what happened to her mother.
The capital city was particularly lively today. It was unheard of that a noble lady was caned by the emperor at a palace banquet. The guests in almost all the major restaurants and teahouses were talking about it.
But for some reason, in the afternoon, these sounds suddenly disappeared without a trace.
It was as if someone was suppressing me.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Qiao?" Several young girls walked out of a rouge shop and happened to see Qiao Yihuan walking alone towards the Shangshu Mansion.
Qiao Yihuan glanced at them and nodded slightly, not intending to stop and continued walking forward.
"Why are you pretending? If I were her, I would want to find a hole to crawl into, not to mention going out. But she actually has the nerve to wander around the streets."
"Sister, don't talk nonsense. She is loved by the prince and doesn't care about such a shameful thing. Don't you think about whether the emperor and the queen will let her enter the East Palace?"
"My sisters are really good at joking. Now, she can't even become a concubine, let alone a crown princess."
"I heard that she was a daughter born out of wedlock. The Shangshu's wife has treated her very well over the years, but she is a foxy woman like her mother, and she has been clinging to the crown prince to climb up the social ladder."
Qiao Yihuan clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves, looked back at the backs of the group of people, his eyes full of coldness.
What if they were daughters of a concubine? As long as His Highness liked them, they could only use words to express their jealousy!
Minister Qiao did not come back, so Qiao Yihuan went back to Mingxiang Pavilion, but still did not see Xiaoying.
I wanted to ask the servants if they knew what happened on the farm, but no one knew. Even if someone knew something, no one dared to ask.
Qiao Yihuan felt more and more uneasy. He could not sit still and left Mingxiang Pavilion directly, intending to look for Xiaoying in the mansion alone.
Xu Shujian's painting was almost finished. Jiang Qiyun sat backwards on an armchair with his chin on the back, staring at Qiao Wanyan, as if he wanted to stare through her and make her uncomfortable, silently accusing himself of his dissatisfaction.
When Qiao Yihuan passed by the living room, she heard a familiar voice. Out of curiosity, she wanted to confirm it and walked into the yard. But in an instant, she felt as if she was poured with a basin of ice water from head to toe, and it was freezing cold.
Why is Qi Yun here? Why is he here with Qiao Wanyan?
If he wanted to ask Qiao Wanyan where he was, why was he sitting there watching Xu Shujian paint for her?
Jiang Qiyun and Xu Shujian had their backs to the door, but Qiao Wanyan could see the scenery outside the door.
She did not stand up nor did she mean to speak. She just quietly looked at Qiao Yihuan's frozen figure in the yard, with a slightly mocking smile on her lips.
Jiang Qiyun frowned, "Are you making fun of me?"
Qiao Wanyan glared at him, "Idiot."
Jiang Qiyun stood up in an instant, "Qiao Wanyan! Don't think you can scold me just because I gave in to you a few times! I'm not a pushover either!"
Qiao Wanyan said nothing and ignored him.
Jiang Qiyun only felt like a heavy blow hit cotton. Although he was not scolded back by Qiao Wanyan, he felt uncomfortable all over.
Qiao Yihuan almost ran out of the living room. She had never been able to comfort herself from the pain in her heart. Now she was betrayed and suffered a double blow. She just wanted to go back to Mingxiang Pavilion, close the door and not see anyone.
Hiding, seeing no one.
As soon as Qiao Yihuan returned to Mingxiang Pavilion, someone knocked on the door and asked her to go to the ancestral hall, saying that the master had returned and asked her to come over.
Inside the ancestral hall, Minister Qiao had a gloomy expression.
As for his daughter Qiao Yihuan, her birth was not what he wanted.
After that ridiculous night, Wu drank the contraceptive soup and vomited it all out. As her stomach grew bigger, he realized that Wu, who he had driven to farm in his farm, was pregnant.
If Wu had given birth to a son, he would have executed the mother and son on the spot without hesitation. But Wu gave birth to a daughter, who was his own flesh and blood after all, so he was soft-hearted when he was young and spared the lives of the mother and daughter.
Over the years, he has treated his daughter with the utmost kindness.
There is no shortage of food and clothing, and material equality is as great as possible.
In any case, this was his first child when he was young. He had no love for his mother, but it was absolutely impossible for him to have no love for this child.
But the child was born with a shallow sense of family affection and was not close to him.
Jin was a spoiled person, and it was true that she didn't like Yihuan. But she wasn't a mean person, and she wouldn't do anything to a child even if she didn't like him.
Otherwise, for so many years, Jin had been in charge of the entire Qiao family, and it would be easy for her to kill an unattended child.
In fact, he also admitted that he was partial to someone who could please him and act coquettishly towards him, and who would come to his study like a little cotton-padded jacket to massage his shoulders and bring him cakes when he was tired.
The other one, however, seldom comes to me on her own initiative. She is always on guard and won’t open up to anyone. She is politely distant and acts as if the whole world owes her something.
Later he found out that it was because he let Wu live alone on the farm and refused to take her back to the Shangshu Mansion.
She felt that she had been too harsh on her mother.
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