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Hearing this, Jiang Jingyuan paused, looked around, and then walked around to the table, straightened her clothes, and knelt in front of it. The palace maid who had led her in had already silently retreated with her head lowered, leaving only two people in the room, one sitting and one standing.
The woman standing by the desk crossed her arms in front of her. She was wearing a gorgeous red dress that was out of place in this study. Her expression was cold and stern, which was inconsistent with the fiery red dress. She didn't say much and asked directly and coldly, "What have you learned these days?"
Jiang Jingyuan felt as if this was expected. She paused for a moment and then answered in detail calmly and indifferently.
——The resources and follow-up actions she needed would require support from later stages. If possible, she still wanted to give a more beautiful answer.
After hearing this, the woman in gorgeous clothes said nothing more and walked away from the table calmly. From the corner of his eye, he saw the red dress swaying like a flower. A warm fragrance lingered around Jiang Jingyuan's nose. The smell was not strong, but inexplicably reminded him of the deep lake or the thick darkness, dragging people down and making it difficult for them to breathe.
Rong Hou walked to a chair not far away and sat down. The intricate and luxurious red color on the armchair cascaded down like a waterfall. She glanced outside the door with her beautiful eyes, and then she looked away the next moment.
Runiang came over with tea outside the door, added more tea for the two of them, smiled gently, and left without saying a word.
Jiang Jingyuan knelt in front of the table without moving, his eyes lowered, his gaze fixed on the table in front of him, looking at the detailed lines on it, waiting for Rong Hou's instructions.
Surprisingly, yet not surprisingly, Rong Hou didn't show any emotion at all at Jiang Jingyuan's previous answer. Her eyes were cold yet contained a sense of dignity that came from not being angry. She picked up the teacup, took a sip, and gently opened her red lips: "Listen carefully..."
The words were addressed to Jiang Jingyuan, but her eyes were not on Jiang Jingyuan. She looked ahead carelessly and said:
"The eldest prince, Jiang Jingsui, was born to Xie Chuwan, the eldest daughter of the great general who defended the country. She entered the prince's palace as a concubine of the emperor who had not yet ascended the throne."
"The fourth prince, Jiang Jingzong, was born to Le Gexiao, a princess from the royal family who married into the Yu Kingdom."
She paused here and continued, "To outsiders, Xie Chuwan and Le Gexiao are of one mind. They can fight among themselves, but if an outsider touches one of them, the other will not let it go. The method of sowing discord can temporarily delay the situation for a while, but it won't last long."
Jiang Jingyuan listened with a calm expression, even though she was listening to the secrets and breakthroughs of two people who had taken great care of her in the past. She remained calm.
She understood that there were some things she could choose not to do, but she couldn't ignore them.
Not far away, Rong Hou lazily leaned back in his chair, his eyes moving as he turned his gaze towards the girl sitting at the desk. His tone remained calm as he said, "There's another person who's also very important."
"Jiang Jingqian, his biological mother, Wu Yanmian, was the previous head of the Wu clan—"
Jiang Jingyuan looked up, his eyes meeting Rong Hou's gaze, which was calm and unavoidable, his eyes dark as an abyss that swallowed everything.
Only she knew that she could clearly hear her own heartbeat like a drum in her ears. She felt nervous and knew that what would happen next would definitely not be easy.
"Young Master."
Like a stone hitting the water, splashing everywhere.
The two words that came out of Rong Hou's red lips were like a cannonball, making her dizzy for a moment.
But strangely, Jiang Jingyuan's heart calmed down, as if the question that had puzzled him for a long time had been answered.
yes……
If Wu Yanmian hadn't been in such a high position and held such high hopes, how could she have gone insane shortly after entering the palace...
How cruel...
This world is so cruel... and ridiculous.
Jiang Jingyuan looked into the eyes of the woman in red not far away. She couldn't understand. The woman's every move and gesture was calm, but a hint of mocking smile flashed in her eyes when she uttered those two words.
The hint of ridicule was fleeting, so short that it seemed like an illusion caused by Jiang Jingyuan's dazzled eyes.
Those eyes were as cold as a superior bystander. Jiang Jingyuan looked into Rong Hou's eyes and heard Rong Hou's cold voice at the same time:
"Jiang Jingqian is sometimes more dangerous than Jiang Jingsui.
"You should be nice to him, but not too nice. You should remind him so that he will remember it deeply. Otherwise, he will one day become an ungrateful person."
Jiang Jingyuan's eyes froze.
A chill slowly crept up her spine, and she unconsciously clenched her teeth. Jiang Jingyuan was not surprised that Rong Hou knew about Jiang Jingqian and her. What made her more nervous was that Rong Hou's words were not just nonsense.
Pain and suffering can push people to the brink of despair, especially when the enemy you hate is still alive and well in a high position, while you yourself have to face obstacles on all sides and suffer torture.
Does Jiang Jingqian know this? What will happen if Jiang Jingqian knows this?
He is powerless now and can only endure, but what about the future? What will he do in the future?
To be honest, Jiang Jingyuan didn't think that his current relationship with Jiang Jingqian could avoid future confrontations.
She had no favor to Jiang Jingqian. Even if she did, it would be inferior to hatred.
——It’s human nature.
"I see."
Jiang Jingyuan's face showed seriousness and earnestness. After looking at Rong, he nodded.
After that, she looked away, tilted her head, raised her hand, picked up a teacup, and brought it to her lips. She closed her eyes and took a sip. When she opened her eyes again, she added:
"Jiang Jingzong isn't a threat on his own, but he could easily be exploited."
Jiang Jingyuan knelt, his posture unchanged from beginning to end, and listened with his eyes lowered.
"Jiang Jingsui is smart but a bit soft-hearted. If you're his enemy, your biggest worry is his counterattack when he's in dire straits. Someone like him, when in extreme grief and pain, becomes calmer and reveals unprecedented viciousness. His counterattack will be your biggest trouble."
The woman in gorgeous clothes spoke calmly, as if discussing a trivial matter: "To deal with him, either kill him in one fell swoop, or divert his attention so that he doesn't fight with you..."
Having said this, Rong Hou chuckled slightly, and his tone turned cold: "Kill him. Unless his original target has disappeared, he will eventually turn his attention back."
Jiang Jingyuan's ten fingers resting on his knees curled up into his palms little by little. He felt cold all over and listened more attentively.
These people are already showing signs of potential now, so what if we give them more time to grow?
She hadn't come here to seize power, so naturally she wouldn't pay too much attention to the other people in the palace. Later, after a trip outside the palace and returning, she naturally assumed that these people were not as scary as the demons and monsters from the outside world...
Now, Rong Hou's words were like a harsh wake-up call for her, and all the wishful thinking and luck in her heart disappeared completely.
Jiang Jingyuan raised his hand, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. He looked up at the figure in red again, his eyes full of calmness and indifference. He said, "I understand."
Rong Hou nodded with satisfaction - this was the first time Jiang Jingyuan saw her express her emotions so directly. It seemed that she was quite satisfied with Jiang Jingyuan's reaction.
But Ronghou's next words instantly stirred up waves in Jiang Jingyuan's heart.
Just listen to her say -
"Jiang Jingjian, it's not what you see."
"He is far more sinister and violent than you can imagine."
In Jiang Jingyuan's vision, the gorgeously dressed woman lazily sitting on the Tai Shi nodded at him with satisfaction, her red lips slightly parted: "You did a good job in not completely trusting him."
Jiang Jingyuan's mind went blank for a moment.
Then, a thought flashed through her mind: "The Queen's omnipotence in the palace is truly true. She knows that I didn't tell Jiang Jingjian about the two gentlemen..."
But then came a surge of intense cold.
Yes, how could Jiang Yunshu, who had never been chosen and had been kept as a secret treasure by the Jiang family for fifteen years, understand these people who grew up in the deep palace...
A picture flashed before her eyes. In the sunlight, a young man in white clothes, as graceful as a divine bird, came hurriedly towards her.
Jiang Jingjian had clearly shown such a lost and sad expression a few days ago because of what she said...
Is it fake?
Had she not been careful enough, not vigilant enough, or had she let herself down too easily?
——This is the characteristic of people in later generations. Those who live a stable life can become alert and cruel at some point, but it is only for a brief moment.
Her vigilance is a joke to those who are struggling to survive in this era.
"Be careful. You should be more careful next time."
Jiang Jingyuan had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but his face remained calm and indifferent, with his eyes lowered and he said nothing.
"He won't hurt you, he won't be your enemy."
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly heard Rong Hou say this and blinked.
Too sure, isn't it? How can you guarantee something like that...? As she thought about it, the chill that had enveloped her completely dissipated, and her heart warmed up.
But the next second, Rong Hou said:
"He won't be your enemy, but he will hinder you."
After hearing this, Jiang Jingyuan felt unexpectedly calm, without even the slightest ripple. Perhaps she had already anticipated this.
"He wants to hold you so badly. As long as you ask, he will do everything he can to get what you want and give it to you, begging you not to leave." Rong Hou looked at Jiang Jingyuan and said, "He won't and dare not force you to stay, but you..."
For the first time, her eyes were full of seriousness as she spoke word by word, "Can you be cruel and push him away, or—"
"Hurt him?"
The quiet hall was filled with warm fragrance, but it was not intoxicating.
Jiang Jingyuan remained silent.
Fortunately, Rong Hou did not force her to give an answer. What to do was Jiang Jingyuan's business. As long as she knew the consequences and was willing to bear them, no one else could blame her.
Rong Hou's expression became nonchalant again. He said, "I'm just asking you to prepare in advance. You don't need to tell me your decision. I'll see it in your future."
The girl sitting quietly at the table looked calm and nodded.
Then, Queen Rong talked about the origins of the other people in the palace. Obviously, in Queen Rong's picky eyes, the others were dispensable.
Jiang Jingyuan listened silently the whole time, nodding from time to time.
Finally, Queen Rong reached out to pick up the teacup, raised her eyelids and glanced at the girl in white clothes not far away, and said lightly: "I will tell you about me and the Rong family next time I come back."
Jiang Jingyuan's eyes froze. He had never expected her to say that, but he just nodded and said, "Yes."
Almost at the same time as she finished speaking, Runiang walked in from outside, gently reached out to help the girl who was kneeling in front of the table, and led her out.
The coldness was like a tide, rolling in wave after wave, making Jiang Jingyuan uneasy.
The heavy palace gate carved with intricate patterns was opened, and a warm breeze, different from the one when he came in, poured into the palace, blowing away the warm fragrance lingering in Jiang Jingyuan's nose.
She slowly walked down the jade steps, and compared to the palace maids who filed into the palace, she seemed to be reluctant to leave, but in fact...
She just didn't know where to go.
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