Chapter 8: Will I be a widow after marrying into the family?
"So, the Prince of Langya won't live much longer, which means Ningning will have to be a widow after marrying him?"
Zhou frowned as she looked at Jiang Wan Ning; this was also what she was worried about.
But Jiang Wan Ning, as steady as an old dog, picked up her teacup and took a sip. "He won't die."
"Ningning, how did you know?"
"Are you not so stupid anymore, or have you gotten even stupider? Being a scumbag's mother is fine, but a widow..."
“Mother, Zhizhi, I’m telling the truth,” Jiang Wanning said earnestly. “He won’t die.”
"Because... I won't let him die."
“You’ve always been very calculating, and once you’ve made up your mind, you won’t turn back. I won’t try to persuade you otherwise.”
"But you are seventeen years older than him. The Prince of Langya doesn't marry; who knows if there are other secrets behind this, such as impotence..."
"puff!"
Jiang Wan Ning sprayed the water she had just drunk all over Chen Ru Zhi's face.
To outsiders, my mother seems well-educated and reasonable, but behind closed doors, her actions and words are truly...
Madam Zhou also realized that she had been too blunt, saying, "I was just worried about you for a moment."
Jiang Wan Ning felt that this would put her mother's mind at ease.
He said solemnly, "Mother, I've also heard about something."
"It is said that the Prince of Langya was not actually thirty-three, but twenty-three. He had the Emperor add up his age in order to adopt Pei Yanchuan."
"Such a thing actually happened?"
Zhou and Shen Ruzhi stared wide-eyed.
“I heard it from Pei Anqing after he had been drinking. He also said that there was someone who could cure the Prince of Langya’s illness, but Pei Anqing wanted to seize the throne, so he was interfering.”
These words were made up by Jiang Wanning on the spot.
There is indeed someone who can cure Pei Yanchuan's illness, and I am that person's savior.
However, in his previous life, he had brought the person to Pei Anqing first, but the latter did not allow him to treat Pei Yanchuan, and the person disappeared.
Later, Pei Yanchuan continued to take a poison to fight poison with poison. Although he was alive, he suffered excruciating pain every day.
"Is that really true? How could Pei Anqing be so vicious?" Shen Ruzhi asked angrily.
Jiang Wan Ning sneered, "Because as long as the Prince of Langya lives for another day, he will not be able to successfully ascend the throne."
“Since you know what you’re doing, I’m not worried anymore.” Madam Zhou held Jiang Wan Ning’s hand. “Just do what you want to do.”
"Your mother will support you."
Tears welled up in Jiang Wan Ning's eyes. "Mother."
"Alright, you two sisters haven't seen each other for so long, I won't disturb you any longer," said Madam Zhou as she stood up.
"Mother," Jiang Wan Ning called out, "Wouldn't it be nice if you accompanied me to the Spring Banquet in January?"
Her mother hadn't left the house in a long time, and she had to help her regain her confidence.
Seeing that Zhou was in a dilemma, Zhizhi also stood up and said, "Auntie should go out for a walk too."
"In the past two years, Auntie has not gone out, and Ningning has only been with that scumbag. As a result, outsiders have been thinking that the mistress of the Marquis's mansion is surnamed Liu and the legitimate daughter is named Jiang Wanru."
“If Ningning has let go, then Auntie should let go too.” Shen Ruzhi has always been straightforward.
Looking at the expectation in her daughter's eyes, Zhou finally nodded, "Alright, Mother will try her best."
After Zhou left.
Jiang Wanning and Shen Ruzhi also went out together.
"Why did you buy so much stuff?" Shen Ruzhi asked, looking at the cart full of gifts. "We won't have enough room when we get back."
"It's been a long time since I've seen Uncle Shen, so I naturally want to buy him more to take with him."
Shen Ruzhi was touched, but on the surface she seemed indifferent. "My father's favorite thing is still the coffin you gave me."
Jiang Wan Ning blushed, "I was young then."
"Hahaha, neither my dad nor I care, so why do you care?"
Shen Ruzhi's father, Shen Zhao, often lamented that he should prepare a coffin because he had offended too many people, otherwise he wouldn't have time to buy one if he were assassinated one day.
Eight-year-old Jiang Wanning wrote this down carefully.
On Shen Zhao's forty-eighth birthday, Jiang Wan Ning spent a fortune to have a coffin custom-made for him and sent it to the Shen family mansion in a grand manner.
There weren't many guests to begin with, and everyone thought someone wanted to kill Chen Zhao, so they all took their leave.
The matter eventually became a hot topic, with some saying that Shen Zhao was threatened, and others saying that Shen Zhao had prepared a coffin for himself, vowing to fight the evil forces to the end.
When the news reached the ears of the late emperor, he praised him for his loyalty.
Jiang Wan Ning was thus subjected to her first ever mixed doubles beating.
That coffin is still in the courtyard of the Shen family mansion.
“Miss, I’ve heard the pastries here are quite good. Why don’t we buy some for Master Shen?” Peony pointed in the direction of Shi Ding Lou.
"good."
Jiang Wan Ning did not expose the true purpose of the gluttonous peony.
The group headed towards the Shi Ding Lou restaurant when a flash of white light appeared on Jiang Wan Ning's face.
Jiang Wan Ning squinted and looked in that direction.
"Ningning, what's wrong?"
Jiang Wan Ning looked at the carriage at the door and said, "Zhi Zhi, wait for me here."
After saying that, she walked towards the teahouse across the street and went straight up to the third floor. Before the waiter at the door could react, Jiang Wan Ning pushed the door open and entered.
Pei Yanchuan slightly raised his eyelids, and a servant rushed in, "Your Highness..."
"Step down."
The servant glanced at Jiang Wan Ning as he closed the door.
Without saying a word, Jiang Wanning walked to Pei Yanchuan's side, grabbed his arm, and led him outside, saying, "It's dangerous here."
"Why are you here?" Pei Yanchuan didn't move.
Jiang Wanning patiently explained, "Zhizhi and I were shopping."
"We noticed that there were people watching us from the other side. They had knives in their hands, and the carriage at the door had also been tampered with."
"How did you know I was here?" Pei Yanchuan still moved slightly.
“Your carriage was parked at the door, so I came up to take a look.”
Before Pei Yanchuan could speak again, someone broke through the window and seven or eight men in black, wielding long knives, rushed towards Pei Yanchuan.
Jiang Wan Ning drew her long whip from her waist and tightly protected Pei Yan Chuan behind her.
"You're quite good at wielding the whip."
Jiang Wan Ning was speechless. Was this the kind of thing to say in such a dangerous situation?
With a whoosh, a whip lashed out, nimbly wrapping around the neck of a man in black. Jiang Wan Ning pulled back forcefully, sending the man flying.
Another whip lashed across the other person's face.
moment,
All the men in black headed towards Jiang Wan Ning.
After Jiang Wan Ning dealt with the people in front of her, she turned around and saw Pei Yan Chuan holding a bloodstained knife, with a blood-soaked man in black kneeling in front of him.
Pei Yanchuan threw away the knife, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped Jiang Wanning's hand. "The enemy doesn't just appear in front of us."
Jiang Wan Ning blushed; her martial arts skills were naturally inferior to those of the Prince of Langya.
"Your Highness!" The servant at the door rushed in.
"Clean this place up."
"yes."
Several soldiers rushed in and dragged the body out of the room, replacing the tea set and table with new ones.
"You knew there was an assassin?"
Jiang Wan Ning looked at the soldiers who appeared quickly and the servant who didn't seem surprised.
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