After reading the letter, Jiang Wanying carefully recalled every detail of her time in Qingliang Valley, and couldn't help but wonder why Jiang Wangjiu could become the head of the Jiang family of this generation.
Tang Chen's motives were both simple and complex. She was likely hiding something from Wang Yanzhou, though the details of that remained to be investigated. The main reason she had summoned Jiang Wanying was likely because of her striking resemblance to hers, along with a somewhat similar temperament. She was likely planning something; a wild guess would be that she wanted him to babysit her child and, by the way, care for her husband.
After Jiang Wanying found the brazier and looked at the letter that had burned to ashes in the brazier, she rested her chin on her hand and began to think: "...I knew it, it's not a good thing. This Tang Chen really has a problem with his brain. However, now that I know it, I suddenly understand what to do. After being here for so long, she didn't seem to deliberately let me contact Wang Yanzhou. Instead, she helped introduce other people to me. I think she has figured it out, right?"
After sitting there for a while, Jiang Wanying stood up, stretched her body, and ate some snacks while writing back to Jiang Wangjiu to report her safety. After finishing, Jiang Wanying looked at the pleasing handwriting on the letter and nodded with satisfaction. "Well, the handwriting is neat, there are no typos, I'm done!"
After spending two wonderful days and three nights in the hot spring villa, when Tang Chen returned to the Qingliang Palace, he seemed to be shining, as if he had been reborn. Jiang Wanying even had some unrealistic fantasies about the hot springs in the hot spring villa, such as rejuvenation.
Tang Chen returned to the palace, and Jiang Wanying, as usual, pretended to know nothing and followed her, ready to accept the second thing she told her to do and leave Qingliang Valley after completing it.
After carrying the two children, who had fallen asleep in the car, to the adjacent side room to rest, Tang Chen began to sort out the pile of luggage on the floor. Jiang Wanying wondered how they could have so many things, many of which looked newly bought, since they had only been gone for two or three days. Could it be that the hot spring villa had a shop? Why hadn't she noticed it before?
Tang Chen hummed a little tune while sharing his experiences of the past few days with Jiang Wanying. He was happily packing his things, but as he was sorting, his singing suddenly stopped: "...Strange."
Seeing her rummaging around as if she couldn't find something, Jiang Wanying asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did you lose something?"
Tang Chen nodded and said, "Wang Yanzhou's clothes are missing. They are my favorite. Could they be left in the villa?"
Jiang Wanying thought it was something important, just a piece of clothing. If it was gone, she could just make another one. There was no need to make a fuss. "It's just a piece of clothing. What if he likes it and takes it to the military camp?"
Tang Chen said that it was definitely not that simple. Judging from the instructions given by her clever mind, there must be some conspiracy hidden in this. "The clothes in the barracks are all more formal. He probably wouldn't wear that fancy one for the sake of his image. Forget it, maybe he put it somewhere else."
After tidying up his place, it was already late. Tang Chen thought that there was still some time before dinner, so he suggested, "Wanying, can you come with me to check on Shuyi's room and then accompany me to Shuyang's to see if everything is ready?"
Jiang Wanying jokingly said nonchalantly, "Well, sure. I'm just a freeloader anyway. Just tell me what you want. Just don't ask me to raise a child for you and everything will be fine."
Faced with Jiang Wanying's seemingly casual words, Tang Chen's heart couldn't help but skip a beat: "...What are you talking about? I can't bear to part with it, hahaha!"
Not long after, after a long journey, Liang Shuyi and his group finally arrived safely at Qingliang Valley at the appointed time. As for Jingji, when they left, Chen Xin arranged for people to replace them, and then continued to stay in Jingji, protecting those important officials in the court who they believed needed protection for Wang Yanzhou.
Tang Chen, after a long internal struggle, decided to go to the thatched cottage to meet Xihe and the others first. Of course, she left Qiuliang at the palace, asking him to greet the guests and look after the children. Before leaving, she left a message for Qiuliang, asking him to tell Liang Shuyi and the others that she might be late and to ask the Duke of Liang and his wife, as well as Marquis Wen, to forgive them.
When Tang Chen saw Xihe, he was stunned. If it weren't for the long scar on her face, Tang Chen really couldn't imagine what terrible things this fairy who once looked like an innocent child had experienced.
After Xihe smelled the familiar scent on Tang Chen, she slowly opened her arms and said with a smile, "Why, it's been so long since we last met, you don't even remember Xihe anymore?"
Tang Chen subconsciously took a half step back. She didn't know what she was afraid of. Perhaps she hadn't realized that Xihe was still alive in this world: "Xihe, your face..."
Xihe continued to smile and said, "It's all old news. I finally got here, can't I just smile? I can't see, but my ears are fine. My hands are almost sore. Didn't you say before that you would hug me the next time we meet? How could you forget so quickly?"
Because of these words, Tang Chen's eyes, which had been wide with surprise, suddenly shed two lines of tears. A woman who was already a parent was now hugging a woman who was a head shorter than her and crying bitterly: "Xihe, how have you been through all these years!"
Xihe closed her eyes, which had been blinded to the point of not seeing any light, patted Tang Chen's back, and comforted him, "No matter how sad you are, you've gotten through it. It's okay. How about you? Have you been doing well during my absence?"
Tang Chen couldn't help but choke up and said, "I'm fine, as good as if I were dreaming. When I knew that an important friend was resurrected, I was afraid that I was really dreaming."
Xihe held Tang Chen's hand tightly, letting the warmth of his palm blend with the warmth on her cheek: "Then feel it carefully to see if I am still warm."
Seeing Xihe like this, Yao Chen, who was accompanying her, did not say anything, but just kept looking at her gently. When Shu Yang saw Yao Chen's eyes, the corners of her mouth could not help but rise. Even though she had thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to tell him, it seemed that there was no need to rush.
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