"I'm sorry to have wronged my mother-in-law, and I'm sorry to have wronged Jiang Yao as well."
"To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that during the New Year, there were so many things to do in the manor that I couldn't manage them all, and I even let some unruly servants bully Jiang Yao."
"However, I have already dealt with the old woman who made the mistake, and I will certainly not let Jiang Yao suffer in vain."
The aunt was full of hypocrisy, lying without batting an eye or blushing.
She even felt wronged, that a mere aunt had to speak to the wife of a minor official of the fifth rank.
Oh!
If Jiang Shuwan hadn't been there, why would she have acted this way?
Ultimately, it's all because Jiang Shuwan is too prestigious as the wife of the heir apparent.
She not only shone brightly at the clan banquet, but also impressed all the clan ladies.
She also asked Madam Pei to send her cherished dowry jewelry.
Therefore, out of respect for Jiang Shuwan, she had no choice but to give Song Shi some face.
That's how a family is.
When one person succeeds, everyone else benefits from it.
Thinking about it, Madam Bo secretly glanced at Madam Song with disdain.
This Song woman is quite shrewd; she knew to have Jiang Shuwan accompany her.
If it were just Madam Song coming, she wouldn't even let her in the door, let alone apologize.
If the Song family makes a scene, they should take Jiang Yao back with them if they have the guts.
It would be best if they never came back!
On the other side, Jiang Yao was originally sizing up Jiang Shuwan.
She saw that Jiang Shuwan was dressed in silk and brocade, with kingfisher feather headdress, looking both rich and exquisite.
Surrounded by a group of maids and servants, she was the center of attention, her demeanor and bearing extraordinary. Song's words from earlier echoed in her mind.
No noble mansion is a den of wolves or tigers.
They said things like, "Jiang Shuwan is living a very comfortable life in the Marquis's mansion."
At that moment, she was filled with disbelief.
How could that be?
In her previous life, she didn't live like this in the Marquis's mansion.
There must be some misunderstanding here!
This can't be true!
Jiang Yao's mind was in a mess, and upon hearing what the aunt said, she immediately turned her gun on the aunt.
"Why are you putting all the blame on this old woman!"
Jiang Yao's eyes turned red with anger at the Madam's clever words and attempts to shift the blame.
Song was also very distressed by Jiang Yao's suffering.
The mother and daughter completely forgot about Jiang Shuwan and argued angrily with the aunt, but they couldn't do anything about it.
Ultimately, the Earl's mansion was the Earl's wife's territory. She said it was the old woman's fault, and no matter what Jiang Yao and Song Shi said, it was useless.
Because all the servants in this mansion, except for those from the Jiang family, were Madam Bo's people.
Both sides have their own version of events, each with their own reasons, and even if the matter were brought before Madam Pei, it would be impossible to resolve.
Household chores have always been a difficult problem.
Jiang Yao couldn't argue with Madam Bo, and her heart was full of unspeakable bitterness from the grievances she had suffered.
This was far from the blissful life she had imagined after marrying into the Earl's family.
Jiang Yao bit her lip until it bled.
In the past, she would have fought the Lady of the House to the death and would never have let her off so easily.
But.
Jiang Shuwan was there, and she felt extremely ashamed, only wanting things to end as soon as possible.
Why is this room so cold?
“Granny Li, why haven’t you lit the charcoal brazier yet? There’s also a doctor. I heard my daughter-in-law was sick, so I quickly called for a doctor.”
On the other side, the aunt was putting on an act again.
The charcoal brazier was lit immediately.
The doctor also arrived, took Jiang Yao's pulse, and prescribed a formula for her to nourish her body.
Old witch!
That's such a good show-off!
I really want to tear off her mask!
Jiang Yao stared at Madam Bo with bloodshot eyes, wishing she could tear her flesh apart.
The aunt completely ignored her; her entire focus was on Jiang Shuwan.
Who is Jiang Yao!
She's nothing but a lowly slut to be tormented by her!
But if Jiang Shuwan went to the old lady's room and said that she wouldn't burn charcoal for Jiang Yao in the dead of winter and wouldn't call a doctor when she was sick.
Even the old lady would probably blame her.
If Jiang Shuwan were willing to make a big deal out of a small one, and a small one disappear altogether...
“Your Highness’s wife, look at the state of my household! Your sister has fallen ill from the cold.”
"But don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to use charcoal for her, it's just that charcoal has been so hard to buy these past few days, I couldn't find any..."
Judging from her expression, Jiang Shuwan knew what the Madam was thinking.
She naturally went along with whatever the aunt said.
If the lady of the house said it was the old woman guarding the gate's fault, then it was the old woman's fault.
If you can't buy charcoal, then you can't buy it.
Anyway, she's not the one who's suffering.
Moreover, the charcoal had been lit, and Jiang Yao had been released. Having achieved her goal, she drank a cup of tea and prepared to return home.
The aunt quickly escorted her to the door, returning the gift to Jiang Shuwan exactly as she had accepted it.
They even doubled it.
He gave Jiang Shuwan double the amount in return.
Didn't she make a profit?
"How can this be done?"
Jiang Shuwan smiled and tried to refuse, but the Lady Bo ordered her servants to deliver it directly to her courtyard in the Marquis's residence without saying a word.
“Your Highness’s wife, you are a good person.”
"Do you think it's easy for me to manage such a big family? These days, charcoal is expensive and hard to buy. I couldn't buy any charcoal, and my daughter-in-law got cold."
"Her mother then gave me a cold shoulder."
"You're so kind; you understand my difficulties."
As she spoke, she pretended to wipe away tears.
Jiang Shuwan listened to her with a smile, but her eyes flashed with the image of Madam Song and Madam Bo arguing over charcoal.
The task of locking the door can be delegated to the servants.
Jiang Yao's room was as cold as an ice cellar, but she couldn't refuse.
Madam Song felt sorry for Jiang Yao, and since her uncle's wife clearly had something on her, she still gave her the cold shoulder, even though her uncle's wife was more powerful than her.
Lady Bo was clever; she quickly recounted her performance at the Jiang Yao clan banquet.
Madam Song's eyes widened in disbelief; she hadn't expected Jiang Yao to lose so much face at the clan banquet.
Their momentum weakened somewhat.
After all, Madam Bo was in the wrong and slunk out of Jiang Yao's courtyard, seeing Jiang Shuwan to the door.
She's really trying to curry favor with Jiang Shuwan now.
She just hoped that Jiang Shuwan would stop favoring her sister Jiang Yao so that Jiang Shuwan would know about her "difficulties".
"Mrs., you're too kind. Although I've never managed a household, I know how hard it is to buy charcoal."
"I suppose Mrs. Bo didn't do it on purpose."
If the aunt is trying to fool her, then she should just pretend she's being fooled.
Anyway, she really wasn't there to support Jiang Yao.
She only had to use her tongue to make this trip, but she had already fulfilled her duties and gained a good reputation.
He also received a generous gift from his aunt.
That's still a profit.
Everyone was happy.
Jiang Shuwan happily headed home.
“Miss, the Madam is quite generous. In addition to two pieces of fine silk, she also gave us two bowls of bird’s nest.”
Upon returning to the manor, Qingxing began to take stock of the gifts sent by the aunt.
Previously, Jiang Shuwan had given up her own things to help Jiang Yao, and she knew that Jiang Shuwan couldn't possibly not go, so she still felt she had lost out.
Seeing these two bowls of bird's nest soup, I can only think that she truly deserves to be called a young lady.
Never do a business that loses money.
"You little money-grubber!"
Jiang Shuwan couldn't help but laugh.
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