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The carriage slowly stopped outside Prince Ning's Mansion. The man who was heading to Princess Changsheng's Mansion was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He immediately rushed out of the carriage and was about to run into Prince Ning's Mansion. He had just stepped into the door when he seemed to remember something and stopped abruptly. He turned back and stood outside the carriage with his head lowered.
However, his constantly trembling body still revealed the excitement and restlessness in his heart.
"...He also went to look for the Fourth Prince. However, as soon as he approached Prince Qi's residence, his men put him in a sack, took him inside, interrogated him about his purpose, and then threw him back outside Prince Ning's residence." The maid whispered in the carriage, "Then he came to look for you, Your Highness."
Jiang Jingyuan: “…” It turned out that she was not decisive enough and caused the trouble.
Jiang Jingyuan nodded in understanding and got out of the carriage. She stopped beside the carriage, glanced at the Ning Wang Mansion in front of her, and walked in.
"Your Highness Changsheng, Your Highness Changsheng..." The attendant who had finally come to Princess Changsheng's residence after hitting a wall everywhere hurried over. His red eyes were filled with tears as he explained in a panic, "It's me. I can't bear to see Your Highness becoming increasingly depressed. I made all the decisions on my own. Please don't blame Your Highness. He really..."
Jiang Jingyuan glanced at him, and the servant fell silent instantly.
Ignoring him, Jiang Jingyuan turned to look at the person leading the way and said coldly, "Lead the way."
The servant did not catch up. His face turned pale and he stopped at the back unconsciously, staring blankly at the figures in front of him going away.
"Your Highness Changsheng, my Prince Ning is inside." In front of the exquisite and intricate wooden door, the person leading the way stopped sideways, lowered his head and spoke softly.
Jiang Jingyuan nodded, reached out to push open the door, and walked in alone.
"Creaky..." The door was pushed open, and bright sunlight penetrated into the house through the gap in the door, casting a warm and soft light on the ground inside the house.
The light gradually widened and then rapidly contracted, and a beautiful goose yellow figure was reflected on the shiny black wooden floor inside the house.
The bright reflection moved slowly across the dark wooden floor towards the depths of the house.
There were no lights on in the house, only the bright sunlight pouring in through the window lattice, softly and warmly illuminating a large area of the house. The first thing to be illuminated was the pale green figure reclining on the soft couch.
Jiang Jingyuan stopped and didn't move forward, just looked at him quietly.
The figure in light green was much thinner than when he saw it from afar during the last spring search.
He leaned back against a soft pillow, with an open book hanging casually in one hand, and his other elbow resting on the window frame behind the chaise longue, with his chin supported by the back of his raised hand.
He turned his head and looked out the window for a long time, as if he didn't notice anyone approaching.
He didn't notice her, and Jiang Jingyuan didn't say anything. She just slowly walked to the table and chairs beside her and sat down, then continued to stare at the figure by the window with a calm expression.
Birds are singing outside the window, and the quiet and peaceful house is filled with peace and tranquility.
Just when Jiang Jingyuan was thinking of just getting by and staying for a while before leaving, she looked up and saw the light green figure leaning on the soft couch tremble slightly.
Jiang Jingyuan's eyes moved slightly.
Jiang Jingbai, dressed in a light green robe, looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly blinked. He slowly put down his hand that was leaning on the window, turned his head, and his gaze shifted to the bright figure that had appeared in the house at some point.
His eyes were lifeless and vague for a while, as if he was trying to identify something. After a moment, he opened his mouth and called out softly, "Xiao Yuan..."
Jiang Jingyuan didn't say a word, and his calm eyes were looking at him quietly.
His face was much paler, even paler than Jiang Jingyuan's usual face. It was unclear whether it was because his body had not recovered yet, or the poison had not been completely cleared - Jiang Jingyuan was more inclined to the latter.
Was it simply poison? Or was it the poison so powerful and intractable that Jiang Jingsui felt hopeless for the rest of his life, leaving the Xie and Lian families ruefully beating their chests and stamping their feet in regret, yet unable to do anything but avoid it?
Was it because of her? Jiang Jingyuan's thoughts wandered, thinking of the uneasiness Jiang Jingjian had often expressed in the past few days. Was it because he was concerned about her that he spared Jiang Jingsui's life?
There are also the Xie family and the Lian family. Although they seemed to have suffered huge losses, they were actually not seriously affected at all.
Jiang Jingyuan sighed inwardly: "Jiang Jingjian..." Jiang Jingjian was restricted in his actions because of her. How could he be so indecisive?
After a pause, she thought again: "The Rong family must also know about it, right?" Could it be that Jiang Jingbai was lucky and escaped death?
Or... does Jiang Jingsui still have something to rely on...
"Xiao Yuan... why are you here...?" Jiang Jingbai, who was standing by the window, slowly put down the book in his hand and looked at her in a trance.
Jiang Jingyuan raised his eyes to look at him and said calmly, "Look at you."
Hearing this, Jiang Jinghui's eyes were blank for a while. He came back to his senses slowly, looked at the girl sitting upright in a goose yellow dress, and said "hmm" softly.
After a pause, the corners of his mouth moved, as if he was about to smile, but tears appeared before the smile.
One drop, two drops...
Small tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes. Gradually, the tears grew bigger and bigger, and the speed at which they fell one after another became faster and faster...
The corners of his mouth drooped weakly, Jiang Jinghui lowered his head slightly, his eyes falling on his hands resting on his legs. In his blurred vision, hot tears fell on the back of his hands and his robe.
Jiang Jingyuan, who was sitting on the side, looked at him without any comfort, words or actions, just looking at him quietly.
"Xiao Yuan..." Jiang Jinghui's tears stopped with restraint, but the corners of his eyes were still red and moist. He looked at the brocade box on the small table next to him, "Can you help me deliver something to Concubine Le?"
Jiang Jingyuan followed his gaze to the low table above the chaise longue. His eyes lingered on the brocade box for a moment, then he shifted his gaze to Jiang Jinghui's pale face and slowly opened his mouth, "Why?"
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Jinghui's lowered eyes shed a few more tears. His eyelashes fluttered, and he pursed his lips. His voice was slightly hoarse as he whispered, "My mother wanted to send this to you some time ago... but it's been delayed until now. Jiang Jingzong... won't accept anything I sent..."
"Xiao Yuan..." Jiang Jinghui raised his head, frowned slightly, and looked at her with tears in his eyes, "Is it okay..."
Jiang Jingyuan stared at him.
Suddenly, Jiang Jingyuan's mouth twitched, and a glimmer of light flashed in her dark eyes. She agreed:
"good."
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At noon, the sun was shining brightly. A girl in a goose yellow dress put away the token expressionlessly. She held the brocade box and walked slowly on the light gray stone path in the palace.
Jiang Jingyuan stopped and looked up at the palace not far ahead. She did not open the brocade box, as if she was preparing to send it intact to Le Gexiao.
“Bang!”
A hand suddenly stretched out from behind her and grabbed her arm, causing the brocade box in Jiang Jingyuan's hand to fall to the ground.
Jiang Jingyuan didn't look back, nor did he withdraw his hand. He just lowered his head to look at the smashed brocade box in front of his toes.
The dark red brocade box fell to the ground, and a jade hairpin inside it fell out of the box and broke into two neat pieces on the light gray stone road that was very warm under the midday sun.
Before she could take a closer look, she caught a glimpse of a dark shadow beside her, and the hand that was holding her arm exerted force and pulled her away from the brocade box on the ground little by little.
"Why did you come to the palace?"
Jiang Jingjian, who had hurried over, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had finally caught up. He let go of her hand, walked to the brocade box, bent down, picked up the two pieces of jade hairpin, put them back into the box, and closed it again. He looked at Jiang Jingyuan and said, "When I arrived at Prince Ning's Mansion, I heard that they said you were in the palace. Why are you in such a hurry? You didn't even wait for me."
Jiang Jingyuan stared calmly at the brocade box in his hand and said slowly, "Jiang Jinghui asked me to help his mother deliver something to Concubine Le."
Hearing this, Jiang Jingjian raised his eyebrows, looked at her disapprovingly, and muttered, "Don't get too close to them, or you should go out and hide for a while..."
Jiang Jingyuan said nothing, just staring at the brocade box in his hand.
Jiang Jingjian noticed her gaze, but chose to ignore it. He casually called over a palace servant, "Prince Ning said that this is a relic left by Concubine Xie for Concubine Le. You should deliver it to Concubine Le."
The palace servant lowered his head and responded, then took the brocade box and walked towards the palace in front.
"Okay." Jiang Jingjian smiled and asked Jiang Jingyuan, "Do you want to come over to my place and play?"
Jiang Jingyuan shook his head disinterestedly.
Jiang Jingjian easily solved Jiang Jingbai's problem, and she immediately lost interest again. She turned around and walked towards the exit of the palace.
Suddenly, Jiang Jingjian called out to her from behind: "Jiang Jingyuan."
"Huh?" Jiang Jingyuan turned back numbly.
However, the next moment she saw Jiang Jingjian behind her curling his lips at her. The inky black in his eyes seemed to surge rapidly like clouds and mist. Under the golden and warm sunlight, the aura around him suddenly became strangely cold.
Jiang Jingjian stared at her with his dark eyes, which seemed to be filled with dark clouds. With a smile on his lips, he said seriously, "Don't be too soft-hearted."
"???" Jiang Jingyuan's face was expressionless, and he was a little confused. He thought to himself, "What do you mean by bringing up this death again... Isn't everything already resolved?"
Jiang Jingyuan was stunned. She didn't know how to react for a moment, but her lips, which had been slightly pursed, had already opened subconsciously.
"Okay, go have fun." The aura around Jiang Jingjian subsided, and he smiled. He reached out and rubbed the girl's soft, fluffy hair when she wasn't paying attention. He quickly withdrew his hand and said, "I know you can't stay here right now. Go ahead, don't be unhappy, and go back to the mansion early to rest tonight, okay?"
Jiang Jingyuan couldn't help but look at him with an indescribable look, and without saying anything more, he turned around and continued walking towards the outside of the palace.
It wasn't until the shadowy gaze behind her disappeared that the pale face of the girl in goose yellow suddenly smiled, and her dark eyes flashed with a strange light of excitement.
Does this count as...an advantage for her?
Even Jiang Jingjian thought she would be soft-hearted, so what about others?
If one day, when everyone thought she would soften her heart, she turned out to be uncharacteristically cold and indifferent...
Just thinking about it makes me feel really interesting.
Are you soft-hearted?
It seems that there were some in the past.
But even in the past, they could only see that beneath her cold expression there was a hint of softness in her heart. Her softness might temporarily blind her eyes, but deep beneath her softness lay the indifference of a thousand-year-old cold pond.
After all, her code of conduct has always been to eradicate the problem completely - either don't do it, or if you do it, do it thoroughly and cleanly.
Jiang Jingyuan gradually put away the smile on her face, and her expression became calm again - she just didn't want to get involved. If she took action, she would definitely be a hundred times more cruel and vicious than Jiang Jingjian.
"Since you're not involved, then don't think about it."
After thinking about it, a girl in a bright goose yellow dress walked happily on the light gray stone road, as agile as a bird.
The silver sachet is within the killing territory.
Amidst the boundless crimson flames, a fair hand stretched out, its fingers lifting a long-stemmed pipe that appeared to be something else and bringing it close to its lips, puffing out smoke.
A woman in a fiery red dress half-closed her eyes, looking at the scene outside with a melancholy and lazy expression.
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