Chapter 173 Not only must she live beautifully, but she must also be someone no one dares to mess with!
During Jiang Xingyao's coma, He Ran took care of him personally.
The jade tube was placed in his mouth, and then the ginseng soup was carefully poured into the large bowl with a spoon. The soup flowed into his mouth through the jade tube.
The snow and ice in the yard began to melt.
Fu'er and Xuan'er practically treated the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion as an adventure destination, disappearing without a trace after finishing their meal.
You can hear children talking and laughing every now and then.
The once cold and impersonal mansion now has a lively atmosphere.
The old housekeeper was moved to tears, "Now this feels like a home!"
The sound of a carriage came from the gate again, and he immediately sent his servant to check.
"And who is it this time?"
The servant opened the door, only to find it was Eunuch Tian, who served His Majesty.
He immediately opened the gate and announced, "Seventh Uncle, someone from the palace has arrived!"
Eunuch Tian came to announce that His Majesty would be making a personal visit in two days.
Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has not left the palace except for offering sacrifices to Heaven and ancestors.
Not to mention personally visiting the residence of any official.
The entire Zhenguo Duke's mansion was renovated.
Yao Shisan felt that he had been out in the world for so long and had seen everything.
But now that she was to meet the emperor, she couldn't help but feel nervous.
Dan Niang thought the highest-ranking official she had ever met was that young prince.
Only a few days later, she was able to see the emperor again!
She was neither a member of the Duke of Zhenguo's household nor a servant, so naturally she had no right to see the emperor.
But she could secretly hide behind the window and watch...
When Jiang Xingyao woke up, it was already dark.
The room was brightly lit by candlelight, and he could see the exquisite furnishings.
“He Ran…”
His voice was hoarse, and he tried to sit up, but found he had no strength at all.
A girl he had never seen before walked in.
"The young master has finally woken up! Quickly, go and wake Miss He!"
"Prince? What prince? Where is this?"
These few words alone almost exhausted his strength to speak.
The maid waiting at the door immediately went to report the news.
The maidservant stepped forward to help him up and placed a soft pillow behind his back.
"Your Highness, my name is Chunxing, and this is the Duke of Zhenguo's residence."
"His Majesty will be visiting tomorrow, and Miss He and Miss are both at the front learning etiquette from the nanny."
“Miss He has been taking care of me without taking off her clothes these past few days.”
Jiang Xingyao closed his eyes, feeling utterly powerless.
These messages exploded in his mind like bombs.
He was stunned for a long time.
"bookworm!"
"elder brother!"
A group of people ran in with joyful faces.
He Ran watched his emaciated appearance. From Yuzhou onwards, she had witnessed him collapse, and now he had finally woken up.
Her tears finally broke down.
After being shot by an arrow, he was in a semi-conscious state for nearly ten days until he was attacked outside Jinzhou City and fell into a coma for another ten days.
If it weren't for the constant supply of rare medicinal herbs from the palace, ordinary people would have already passed away!
Jiang Xingyao scanned the faces in front of the bed, then his gaze settled on Meng Yushan at the very back.
His fingers suddenly gripped the brocade quilt tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged with excitement.
Then he looked at his younger sister, "Yao'er, what exactly happened!"
Yao Shisan's lips twitched slightly, then he turned to the others and said, "You guys go out first."
The room fell silent again.
Jiang Xingyao looked at his sister's gorgeous clothes and jeweled crown, and closed his eyes mockingly.
He said nothing, but refused to look at her again.
Yao Shisan lowered her head slightly, and the cool tassels brushed against her ear.
This outfit was brought by the palace matrons today. I'm dressed in full regalia, following all the rules and etiquette. My earrings can't move, and my hair ornaments can't sway.
“Brother, I know you don’t want to, but you are in critical condition and you won’t survive without General Meng’s blood.”
The image of his mother's death flashed before Jiang Xingyao's eyes again and again.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at his sister. "Do you know that I'd rather die!"
Yao Shisan's lips trembled slightly. She no longer remembered her childhood, but she remembered every little thing about her brother. How could she watch him die?
"Brother, I'm willing to agree to any condition, as long as you live!"
"We try so hard to live, why should we die!"
Jiang Xingyao sneered, "But I'm not willing."
"How did your mother die? How did you forget everything before you were six? How did we end up on the streets?"
"You don't remember any of this, but I do!"
He was so excited that the veins on his neck bulged and his face turned red.
His voice was hoarse and angry, "I refuse to live a life of ignominy in his hands!"
Seeing his pained and angry expression, Yao Shisan burst into tears.
Her tone was almost pleading, "Brother, I just want you to live."
At the age of fourteen, she was willing to sell herself into the Duke of England's mansion so that her brother could have a way to survive.
She is now willing to agree to any condition Meng Yushan sets in order for her brother to survive.
Jiang Xingyao stopped looking at his sister. "You can leave now. You may want to be Miss Meng, but I don't."
Yao Shisan's tears fell like beads from a broken string. She clutched her sleeve, turned around, and ran out.
"Yao'er!"
He Ran stood guard at the door the whole time. She was a martial artist, and she could hear things that others couldn't.
She understood the bookworm, and she also understood that her sister wanted to save her brother, with whom she depended on each other for survival.
Neither of them, brother or sister, did anything wrong.
The harm inflicted on them by their predecessors.
Going forward is wrong, retreating is wrong.
What should they do in this predicament?
He Ran walked into the room and looked at Jiang Xingyao, who had become much thinner. "Bookworm, your sister is right."
Jiang Xingyao, who was always gentle, opened his eyes and sneered, "Then I should say that she did well. Now she is living a life of wealth and glory."
"It doesn't matter that my mother died, nor does it matter that we almost died of illness when we were young."
He Ran slowly approached, "Does your mother want you to die?"
His eyes narrowed, Mother…
Even on her deathbed, her mother hoped that he and his sister would live well.
Back then, Mother returned to the Meng family for his sake, and Father only left because Meng Yushan threatened him.
In his memory, there was only the argument between his mother and Meng Yushan, after which they were driven to a side courtyard.
The younger sister was to be adopted by her uncle, so the mother took him and the younger sister away from the Meng family again.
He Ran had heard her father tell some old stories about the Meng family.
One was driven by love, another by power, and the third by an absolute father.
The events of the previous generation are too distant, and she doesn't want to judge them.
After hearing these stories, she only felt sorry for the bookworm and his sister.
They are the most innocent ones.
“Bookworm, your sister has fled from the capital, then from Yuzhou, and now she has gone against your wishes to agree to Meng Gong’s request to acknowledge his ancestors.”
"She wanted to live; she wanted to live well with her child."
"Isn't it a good thing that she doesn't remember the past?"
Jiang Xingyao lowered his eyes.
“Is this a good thing? Ignoring our pain and then greeting him as if nothing happened.”
He Ran sat down next to him.
"Bookworm, your and your sister's birth circumstances have already determined that you'll be surrounded by wolves in front and tigers behind."
"You did nothing wrong, and neither did your sister."
"Now that there's a pavilion for you to climb, why don't you stand even higher and use that as leverage against your opponent?"
Jiang Xingyao looked into her calm eyes, his lips parted slightly, but he ultimately pursed them tightly.
Night fell outside.
But tonight is destined to be no peaceful night.
Meng Yushan stood under the long corridor, the darkness obscuring the expression on his face.
He looked in the direction Yao Shisan had left and simply gave a brief instruction.
"Guo Fang led his men to follow the young lady."
"yes."
It wasn't until Yao Shisan stepped out of the gates of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion that she felt as if a thousand pounds had been lifted from her back.
She turned around, and the tall, solemn gate of the mansion seemed about to crash heavily down on her.
She knew how much her brother hated the Meng family, and she also knew what kind of life they had when they were young.
But it is precisely because they suffered enough as children that they have struggled to get to where they are today.
While her brother studied diligently for years, she nearly lost her life at the Duke of England's residence.
They've lived to this day; their lives are precious. Why should they be given up so easily?
Now she not only wants to live beautifully, but also wants people to be afraid to mess with her!
It's already dark, but the night market is still bustling.
A bowl of piping hot sesame seed soup, and a piece of fragrant sesame seed cake.
There are also lanterns of various shapes and sizes.
Lively and joyful.
It is readily available.
"Miss, take a look, this is the last batch of plum blossom scented sachets."
As soon as Yao Shisan took the money, someone came up and gave it to him.
She turned around in surprise, and Guo Fang nodded to her before stepping back five paces.
It won't hinder her, and it can protect her.
The embroidery on the sachet was quite ordinary, but its refreshing fragrance wafted out subtly.
It seemed to gradually soothe her heart.
Yao Shisan continued walking forward, and no matter what she took, someone would pay for it or even carry it for her.
She always held only a sachet in her hand.
She pursed her lips.
Does she lack money? No, she doesn't.
But what one gains is power.
Zhou Congxian in the past, and Xiao Shu in the present, why can they be used as they please?
Easy to use, easy to control.
Ultimately, it all comes down to having no power or influence!
Her steps became more and more firm, and she straightened her back as she took each step.
Dexinglou was as lively as ever.
At this time, there are even more people drinking, and you can smell the alcohol from afar.
The people who came out of the restaurant were in twos and threes, and they had all drunk quite a bit.
"Hey! This young lady looks so familiar."
A man with unsteady steps suddenly pushed aside the servant who was supporting him and stumbled toward her.
His eyes narrowed, then opened again.
"You...you are not Zhou Congxian's concubine..."
Before he could finish speaking, Guo Fang kicked him away, sending him flying and smashing a roadside stall.
"Your Highness!"
The servant quickly helped his young master up!
Turning around, I saw that the man was unfamiliar, and I didn't recognize the woman either.
"My young master is the heir of the Marquis of Xingyang!"
Yao Shisan looked at them coldly.
Gao Zhian, the heir of the Marquis of Xingyang, and Zhou Congxian were classmates. Gao Zhian had met her when she was at the Duke of Ying's residence.
Zhou Wanqing got married last year; she married the third son of the Gao family.
Guo Fang ignored them and silently stepped back five paces.
"Brother Gao!"
Two people rushed out of Dexinglou. When they turned around, one of them froze.
"Miss Meng?"
Chai Sijiu returned to Beijing, and he never expected to run into her here.
However, he still hasn't connected the Miss Meng in front of him with the Miss Meng of the Zhenguo Mansion he's heard about.
Just as the people around him were about to ask if they knew each other...
Gao Zhian has recovered.
He was half-sober now, clutching his stomach in a rage. "You bitch! You're asking for it—"
"Ah!!—Ah!"
Before the words were even finished, two screams rang out.
He then completely lost consciousness.
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