Who is Jiang Yunshu?
Jiang Yunshu felt like he was lying on a boundless ocean, his hands folded peacefully, his eyes gently closed but unable to open.
Fatigue enveloped her, and she indulged in a half-asleep, half-wakeful drowsiness.
She floats up and down on the sea, and sometimes drifts gracefully like a fallen leaf.
Her consciousness floated up to the sky, and she seemed to hear a lot of rustling and chattering sounds, as if there were footsteps lingering around her, sometimes hurriedly and sometimes slowly.
"Feed this to her."
A vague voice sounded in my ears.
Then, a hand that was neither warm from a living person nor cold from a dead person, with just the right temperature to comfort her, slowly soothed all her fatigue and illness.
Jiang Yunshu was dazed and sank obediently into the gentle sea water.
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Early in the morning in late summer, as soon as the sky brightens, the sunlight turns into dazzling gold at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The neatly trimmed grass swayed slightly, and human figures appeared running on the stone paths that were illuminated bright white by the sunlight.
Children aged five or six were wearing the same plain white robes, and some were holding the hands of their maids, while others were coaxed and pushed by the maids, and they all gathered in one direction.
"Woo-wah..." A little girl squinted her eyes sleepily, holding the milk with a sad face. No matter how the anxious maid beside her coaxed her, she still moved slowly and reluctantly on the stone road.
"Ms. An Ran, please hurry up! If you are late, the teacher will be angry!" The woman next to her looked anxious. She held the girl's hand but did not dare to use force. She could only repeat it over and over again.
Hearing this, the girl started to moan and almost cried. She struggled not to go, but her feet had to speed up and move forward.
She opened her eyes wide in anger, her eyes were wet, she was anxious, angry and aggrieved, she raised her hand to smash the milk in her arms, but when she looked up she was caught off guard and saw several figures in the distance.
In the dazzling golden sunlight, three tall figures followed a short, plain white figure not too far away. They walked against the flow of people and headed towards the back.
Jiang Anran suddenly stopped throwing the milk. She squinted her eyes and immediately felt even more angry and aggrieved. She grabbed the sleeve of the woman next to her and shook her, "Why doesn't she have to go!"
Anyway, they were just throwing tantrums. The woman was filled with anxiety and didn't listen to what the girl said at all. She just kept pulling her forward, repeating, "Miss Anran, hurry up! We're going to be late!"
Seeing that the woman ignored him, Jiang Anran immediately became furious. He smashed the milk with a "bang", raised his hand and pointed into the distance, then turned to the woman and asked loudly, "Why doesn't she have to go?!"
The woman was startled and trembled instantly. She came to her senses and subconsciously looked in the direction the girl pointed.
In the hazy light, the four figures were getting closer and closer.
The three figures following behind seemed to be on guard and protective, while the girl in white in front had an indifferent expression on her face. She walked slowly on the stone path, heading in the direction they came from.
Seeing that posture, the woman seemed to have thought of something instantly. Her face changed and she hurriedly bent down and patted the girl's hand that was pointing in that direction. She pulled the girl away forcefully, and looked up and smiled in that direction from time to time.
However, a few people not far away seemed to have not noticed anything, did not even glance at this place, and walked away slowly.
The woman breathed a silent sigh of relief, and her grip on the girl's arm loosened a little.
Jiang Anran's eyes welled up with tears from the pain. He violently shook off the woman's hand and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?!"
The woman suddenly opened her mouth in panic.
Jiang Anran didn't look at her. He stamped his foot, turned around and looked at the four figures behind him. He said with anger and dissatisfaction on his face: "Who is she?! Why doesn't she have to go!"
The woman's expression suddenly turned panic again. She pulled her back and said in a low voice, "Ms. An Ran, please hurry up! You're really going to be late!"
Jiang Anran didn't shake off the woman's hand. Her eyes followed the girl as she walked away. She frowned and said, "Tell me first, who is she?"
Hearing this, the woman looked up at the four figures in the distance, gritted her teeth, lowered her head and whispered, "It's Miss Yunshu."
Jiang Anran's brows knitted even tighter. "Jiang Yunshu? Who is that?"
Of course, the child didn't know what this name or this person meant... The woman didn't answer, her face not looking good. She pulled her hard and continued walking, "Hurry up! Don't you want to play with the young lady of the Xiao family? If you're late, you won't be able to go to the party tonight!"
Jiang Anran didn't resist and followed obediently. With a frown on her face, she asked again, "Will Jiang Yunshu go to the banquet tonight?"
Going to the banquet? How could Jiang Yunshu go... The woman didn't know why she suddenly asked this question. She stared straight ahead, walked quickly, and answered casually, "No."
Jiang Anran's brows suddenly relaxed, and she clapped her hands with a smile, "I understand. If she didn't go to class, she can't go to the party!"
The woman smiled and took the opportunity to coax her, "That's right, so Miss An Ran, you can't be late today!"
"I see!"
Martial arts training ground.
While the teacher was still here, Jiang Anran quickly pulled over a girl next to him and asked, "Hey, do you know why Jiang Yunshu didn't come?"
The girl who was pulled was stunned when she heard this. She shook her head and looked puzzled. "Who is Jiang Yunshu?"
Jiang Anran raised his eyebrows and turned to ask the others, "Do you know why Jiang Yunshu didn't come?"
"Huh?" The children nearby stopped what they were doing and turned around, their eyes filled with confusion. "Which one is Jiang Yunshu?"
Jiang Anran frowned.
Suddenly, the expressions of the children in front changed drastically. They stood up straight and looked at her...behind her.
Jiang Anran paused, a bright smile appeared on her face, she turned around as if in joy and opened her mouth.
Invisible pressure suddenly descended!
Several teachers who appeared behind her at some point changed from their usual sternness, warmth, or smiling faces, and all stared at her coldly with their eyes lowered.
Jiang Anran was the first to be hit. He was suddenly forced to lower his waist by the terrible pressure. The smile on his face disappeared instantly and cold sweat slid down his forehead.
She forced herself to raise her head and opened her mouth to express her doubts and grievances.
The usually amiable teacher at the front looked down at her, stroking his long beard and pausing as he asked in a cold voice, "Who told you to ask Jiang Yunshu?"
Jiang Anran's face turned pale.
She couldn't explain the awkwardness and strangeness of these words. She only knew that her heart suddenly sounded an alarm bell. Jiang Anran paused for a moment under this terrible pressure.
As the pressure from above suddenly intensified, his bones creaked. Jiang Anran finally couldn't bear it anymore and said hurriedly, "It's me! I heard the name and asked out of curiosity!"
The air above suddenly relaxed and circulated.
Jiang Anran breathed a sigh of relief, tears of fear in his trembling eyes.
The next moment, a terrifying pressure came crashing down!
"thump!"
A group of children in white clothes were beaten to the ground without any resistance, and they made low sounds of painful struggle and sobbing.
"You'd better tell the truth."
A cold voice sounded above her head, and a group of tall figures walked past her.
Jiang Anran lay on the ground trembling all over, his dark eyes unconsciously filled with tears of fear.
"Attend class."
A majestic voice sounded from behind.
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Bright sunlight streamed into the corridor through the window lattices. Three tall figures stopped at the foot of the stairs. Two women above cautiously walked up to the girl, protecting her as she walked up and into the room.
In the room.
After taking a shower, Jiang Yunshu changed into a brand new plain white robe, took off his shoes, and sat down in the soft hemispherical nest on the cushions next to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
In his left hand, he held a chubby bird doll that was almost as tall as himself, and in his right hand, he held a bottle of hot milk with an insulated plush cover. The four-year-old child had a cold face and moved back to find a good position, leaning on the soft nest.
The bright morning sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the pages of the book.
The book was spread out on the child's knees, and most of his body was hidden in the gray shadow behind the retro partition between the floor-to-ceiling windows.
She read the book quietly, and occasionally raised the milk bottle to take a few sips.
In the sunny room, the only sound is the "gulp" sound of people drinking milk, and there is a melodious and quiet tranquility.
An hour later.
A woman walked quietly into the room and stopped at a position not too far from her. She looked at the unfinished milk in Jiang Yunshu's hand and asked softly, "Ms. Yunshu, the milk is cold. Do you want more milk or water?"
Jiang Yunshu read the book, raised his hand and placed the milk bottle on the edge of the cushion outside, and said in a calm voice: "Water."
The woman bent down, picked up the milk bottle, and walked out. After a while, she came back with water, handed it to her, and left quietly.
It was not until noon that she came and took Jiang Yunshu out of the room and into the room at the other end of the corridor on this floor.
After taking two mouthfuls of porridge, Jiang Yunshu calmly said one word: "No."
Hearing this, the woman looked up and gestured to the other woman next to her. The other woman hurried forward and scooped a small bowl of porridge and handed it to her.
The woman beside Jiang Yunshu took it, scooped a spoonful and fed it to Jiang Yunshu, saying softly: "The head of the family said that you can't just drink milk, eat a little more."
Jiang Yunshu pursed his lips, paused, then opened his mouth and ate.
After eating another half bowl, Jiang Yunshu was taken back to his room for a nap.
After her nap, she continued reading by the window.
After dinner, the woman came over and whispered, "Miss Yunshu, it's time for a walk."
Jiang Yunshu followed him out of the room and down the stairs with a calm expression and no reaction.
The three people who followed her in the morning continued to follow her as she walked quietly in the hazy night.
In the distance, there was a noise of dust.
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In the night, the bright moon hung high outside the window behind her, and the faint light sprinkled into the room, illuminating the girl's trembling back.
"Miss An Ran, please save me..." The woman Sisi grabbed the girl's arm and shook her frantically, crying in fear and lowering her voice, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die. Miss An Ran, you asked me, you asked me, please save me..."
In the dim light, Jiang Anran sat on the ground with a pale face. No matter how the woman in front of him shook, begged frantically, or screamed, her lips kept moving but she couldn't make a sound.
"You've been forcing me to deal with Jiang Yunshu!"
The woman suddenly screamed, her nails digging into the girl's arm flesh. She roared like crazy, "You forced me, you forced me! I've taken care of you for so many years, why didn't you save me?! Why didn't you save me! You have to save me, you have to save me, ah ah ah——"
"Bang!"
The head fell to the ground, and the smelly warm blood suddenly splashed all over Jiang Anran's face.
With dark pupils stained with blood, Jiang Anran saw several familiar faces standing behind the headless corpse in front of him.
They were in the darkness, their gazes at her as cold and ruthless as a venomous snake.
"ah!!!"
A shrill scream pierced the night.
Jiang Anran rolled suddenly to the ground.
She made her hands into claws and grabbed her hair in pain. She twisted and struggled madly in a pool of blood, howling and screaming hysterically.
Who is Jiang Yunshu? Who is Jiang Yunshu?
Jiang Yunshu...
It is the Jiang family's new secret treasure and the most powerful secret treasure of the Jiang family today.
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