When Madam Jiang saw her daughter's pale face, she asked, "Yun'er, what's wrong with you?" Why did you end up in the palace again, and in this condition?
“Mother—” Jiang Manyun cried, feeling wronged.
That palace was a nightmare for her.
Every time she was summoned to the palace, she trembled all over.
Attending a palace banquet or some other large gathering would be fine, but this private summons made her want to die.
"Yun'er, I'm so sorry you had to go through all this." Madam Jiang hugged her daughter and wept bitterly.
How could this happen? How could this be?
Her perfectly healthy daughter always faces this situation every time she enters the palace. How can she, as a mother, bear to see her like this?
After crying for a while, she tried her best to hold back, let go of her daughter, and couldn't help but tell her, "Yun'er, don't worry, everything will be over soon."
"Mother, you?"
Madam Jiang shook her head. "Don't ask, don't say. Just remember what your mother said, and everything will be over soon."
Seeing her mother like this, Jiang Manyun clearly knew something, or had done something.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Once the two had calmed down a bit, Madam Jiang spoke again, "Why this time?" Why would they have to go to the palace again for no reason?
“I encountered Qiao Zhen who was alone, and I thought…” Thinking of the scene at that time, Jiang Manyun’s eyes were filled with hatred. If it weren’t for Chen Siyuan’s appearance, she wouldn’t be like this now.
"What's wrong?"
"I met Chen Siyuan."
"That bitch?" Madam Jiang didn't need to know too much to understand what was going on.
It's Chen Siyuan again.
Recently, because of Chen Siyuan's incident, they have experienced a lot of inhumane treatment, and they grit their teeth with hatred when they think about it.
Jiang Jinglin was able to survive until now because someone took care of him. Just now, he received a new mission.
Dragging his injured leg, he limped to the bamboo garden.
As soon as he entered, he saw the three people standing at the door and shook his head with a sigh.
What kind of time is this to be making such a show of things? Do they want everyone to know what they're doing?
When Wu Ma saw Jiang Shizi appear, she immediately felt something was wrong.
Knowing full well that they were discussing important matters inside, she quickly pushed open the door and went in.
Lan'er and Mei'er stood at the door and were thrilled to see Prince Jiang approaching.
They enjoyed the glamour of being by the young lady's side, but they longed to follow Prince Jiang even more.
The heir is to inherit the Marquis of De'an's mansion. As for Jiang Manyun, if she marries well, all will be well; if she marries poorly, the maids will also suffer.
When you think about this, who wouldn't want a stable and bright future?
Having served their masters for so many years, seeing them live a life where food is served to them and clothes are done for them, who would want to be a maid?
When Prince Jiang arrived, they couldn't wait to rush to him, but because Jiang Manyun and Madam Jiang were inside, they had the thought but not the responsibility.
She was worried that before she could even get close enough to serve Prince Jiang, Madam Jiang might find an opportunity to silence her.
That's not worth it at all.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
"Greetings, Your Highness."
Lan'er and Mei'er immediately bowed in greeting.
Jiang Jinglin was seen as a spoiled brat by outsiders. He could see through other people's schemes at a glance, but he pretended not to see them. He went to the door and kicked it open with his cane.
Madam Jiang was most worried about her son.
She hated what some people did, but she genuinely cared about her son.
This idea wasn't unique to Madam Jiang; every lady in a prominent family relied on her son for a good future.
Sons are the foundation, daughters are like warm cotton-padded jackets after marriage. No matter how much you love them, you still value sons more.
The one from the General's Mansion was even worse off.
Her son died, so she took in a bastard child who was considered unacceptable in the outside world.
Now the family is in turmoil, and these days are going to continue to be so unbearable.
Madam Jiang immediately stepped forward and helped her son sit down.
"Jing'er, what brings you here?" Madam Jiang asked warmly as she sat beside him.
Jiang Manyun was jealous, but she had gotten used to it over the years.
Her younger brother was a good-for-nothing, but he was still her brother, and they were siblings from the same mother, so their bond was deeper than that of most people.
Her younger brother was quite sensible in front of her, at least he didn't do anything to make things difficult for her.
"I heard that my eldest sister has gone to the palace again?" Jiang Jinglin said, looking at Jiang Manyun.
again?
Everyone felt a shiver run through them.
Jiang Manyun's complexion had almost recovered. Hearing this, she looked over and said, "You came all this way just for this?" She still cares about her. All the love and care she has given her over the years has been worthwhile.
“Yes, the palace is not a good place.” As he spoke, Prince Jiang looked at his legs. “That day, if someone hadn’t told me beforehand, I might have lost my life there.”
Madam Jiang's eyes instantly reddened. She didn't know who was trying to harm her son, but the thought alone made her incredibly sad.
"Do you know something?"
“Mother, don’t ask about things you shouldn’t know,” Jiang Jinglin said.
Madam Jiang and Jiang Manyun were stunned. This was the Jiang Jinglin they knew, but he seemed somewhat unfamiliar.
"Jing'er?" Madam Jiang finally found her voice.
Is it what she thinks?
Seeing her son's changed expression, she wasn't angry; instead, she was overjoyed.
Has her son finally grown up?
This was her long-held hope, and seeing it now, she seemed to see the future of the Marquis of De'an's mansion.
Because the title of Marquis of De'an is hereditary, and the current Marquis of De'an, who is also her husband, does things that even she, as a woman, finds shameful. If it weren't for this, she wouldn't be suffering from the torment of those two in the palace.
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