The imperial physician arrived soon. After taking her pulse for a while, he stood up and said respectfully, "Fortunately, she didn't stay in the water for long that day, and she has a good foundation. She is much better now."
Seeing Tu Qingyu's relieved expression, Jiang Jingchuan deliberately asked, "Are you really feeling better? Was there still broken ice on the river that day? Would you catch a cold again if you went out?"
Then he deliberately looked at the reaction of the girl opposite him, and sure enough, he saw that she became nervous again.
"This..." The imperial physician hesitated. It seemed that His Highness didn't want him to say it.
Then do you want to change your words?
But looking at the little girl's expectant eyes, he really couldn't bear it. What should he do?
"Okay, you can go down now." The prince spoke at the right time.
He didn't have the heart to do it, so it was fine to tease her occasionally. But now that she was sad, it would be bad if he teased her too much.
He clapped his hands, and soon a maid came in with a tray containing his palace uniform.
In the past, Tu Qingyu would have been extremely happy to be able to leave the palace, but now that she had just heard the news of her mother's death, how could she be happy?
The clothes were a plain skirt and outer shirt made of fine silk, and the size was just right.
She walked up to Jiang Jingchuan and lowered her head, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Mourning clothes cannot be worn in the palace, and the plain clothes must have been prepared by the other party.
She couldn't pretend not to see such attentiveness.
Jiang Jingchuan had already changed into his regular clothes. He looked at the person in front of him with his head lowered, without saying a word.
He reached out and held the person's hand, but Tu Qingyu struggled but couldn't break free.
He didn't let the person go until he got on the carriage.
After getting on the carriage, Tu Qingyu sat aside and did not move, lost in thought.
But after a while, tears welled up in his eyes again.
When the carriage reached the palace gate, she lifted the curtain and looked out.
The palace gate was majestic and solemn, and was guarded by armed soldiers at every level. However, no one stopped the prince's carriage.
She watched with great interest, murmuring, "It was my mother who sent me here on the day I entered the palace..."
As soon as she finished speaking, a big hand climbed up her waist and pulled her to the center of the carriage.
The next moment, she was sitting next to the prince.
She tilted her head, and there was still some confusion in her big eyes.
If it weren't for the wrong timing, the prince would have wanted to tease her.
He coughed lightly and said seriously, "Sit down."
Tu Qingyu's home was in a small town not far from the capital, so there was no need for her to lead the way. The coachman who drove the prince's carriage found her original home easily.
It was originally two tiled houses and a yard.
The yard is still the same as before, but the person walking out of it is a stranger she doesn't recognize.
Jiang Jingchuan stood beside her and said, "After your mother passed away, the title deed to this house was given to your aunt's family. Two months later, your aunt rented it out."
"No, it's impossible..." Tu Qingyu shook his head, "I'm going to ask, this is impossible."
After she finished speaking, she was about to rush in, but the prince stopped her, and the attendant he brought with him took out some silver and walked forward.
"Sister-in-law, my wife wants to ask you something. May I ask..." He stuffed the silver into the woman's hand.
"Oh my..." The woman was shocked when she saw the silver ingot. "This, this... Of course, you can ask anything you want!"
After saying that, she put the silver to her lips, bit it, and wiped it after biting it.
This is a silver ingot worth five taels. Even if their family works hard for a whole year, they may not be able to save five taels.
Jiang Jingchuan then led Tu Qingyu forward. Tu Qingyu was silent for a moment before speaking, "Sister-in-law, did you rent this house?"
"Yes, someone died in this house, so the rent is cheaper than other houses." She put the silver into her purse, tucked the purse into her collar, patted it and felt relieved. She continued, "People say this family has died out, and the deed was given to relatives by the original owner. They think it's unlucky and won't rent it out."
"We're new here and can't find a good place to live. Besides, if we're not afraid of poverty, why should we be afraid of bad luck?"
Tu Qingyu's legs almost went weak and he fell backwards uncontrollably. Jiang Jingchuan was prepared and caught him.
He picked her up and carried her to the carriage.
"Hey - what's going on?" The woman was very puzzled.
Why did it suddenly become like this?
In the carriage, Tu Qingyu was held in Jiang Jingchuan's arms. She bit her lips and tried hard to suppress her tears.
The man patted her back again and again, and felt that the feeling was really wonderful.
It turns out that he can also feel sorry for people.
"Okay, stop crying." He sighed and asked again, "Are you still going to your aunt's house?"
Jiang Qingyu cried for a long time before she said in a hoarse voice, "Go."
My aunt's house is not far from here, just on the street behind.
When they arrived, they happened to meet a little woman returning with a basket of vegetables.
The person she met at the door greeted her, "Mrs. Scholar, you are back from buying groceries."
"Yeah, the food at this time is really nothing special. It's the same old thing over and over again. I'm tired of it."
"Yes, my grandson said he wanted to eat cucumbers the other day, and I was wondering where to get cucumbers in February."
"Children are like this, changing from day to day. The next day, he'll say he wants to eat something else."
"Yes." The old lady smiled and waved her hand, "You can go back. I think you have something to do at home."
The little woman responded, "Then I'll go back first."
After the people left and the door was closed, Tu Qingyu went forward to ask the old lady.
"Old man, who is that? I heard you just call her the scholar's wife?"
"I've only been here a short time, and since everyone calls her that, I just followed suit. I heard that this is the new bride that Mr. Wang married not long ago."
"Mr. Wang... Yes, my cousin mentioned it last time. He has passed the exam and became a scholar."
She was silent for a moment, didn't ask any more questions, but turned and left.
Back in the carriage, Jiang Jingchuan asked, "Are you not going to ask again?"
Tu Qingyu shook his head in despair, "I won't ask anymore. There's nothing to ask."
The matter was very clear, and she had given up.
"The Wang family has let you down and deceived you, and even seized your mother's house deed. Don't you want to do something?" He stared into Tu Qingyu's eyes.
He was tempting her, trying to arouse her desire for wealth and glory.
Tu Qingyu shook his head woodenly. "No, since he has changed his mind, why should I keep thinking about him? It's only because I'm stupid that they were able to deceive me."
"Mom's house deed...it might be something she gave to me before she died. Now I think, think..." She looked at Jiang Jingchuan and hesitated to speak.
Jiang Jingchuan asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Tu Qingyu: "I want to go to my mother's grave and burn some incense."
Jiang Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was angry at the other party for not fighting back, but also relieved that the other party was not blinded by hatred and became eager for power.
only……
Or maybe he was too soft-hearted. He couldn't just let the person who had deceived him go.
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