Chapter 37 Breaking the situation
Song Jiyun had been completely blinded by greed.
Just as she turned the corner and was about to reach the Duke of England, her carriage was stopped.
The carriage curtain was suddenly pulled open.
Song Yitang, his face contorted with rage, boarded the carriage. "Song Jiyun, did you think everything I said was just passing by?!"
Song Jiyun finally flinched in fear.
"Big brother, I..."
Song Yitang's eyes were dark and swollen; he hadn't slept for two days and nights.
The affairs of the court were already in a state of chaos, and now my younger sister is so irresponsible, always causing trouble.
Song Jiyun had never felt so helpless before. She couldn't help but tug at his sleeve, "Brother, but I really can't wait any longer."
“I always feel that Zhou Congxian is very far away from me. He is tied to a rope, and the other end is Jiang Shiyao. This rope is pulling him further and further away.”
Looking at his sister's red eyes, Song Yitang said, "Yun'er, even if Jiang Shiyao dies today, what about the future?"
“You are a daughter of the Song family. Zhou Congxian’s mother was already at odds with his great-aunt. Do you think she won’t give Zhou Congxian another woman in the future?”
"If you can't even keep your composure now, how will you manage to kill your mother-in-law when she's being aggressive in the future?"
Song Jiyun bit her lip. She had never thought that far ahead. Right now, she just wanted to solve the problem at hand.
"But I haven't even entered the house yet, and Jiang Shiyao can already provoke me and my mother. Once I'm inside, with Zhao Shi backing her up, I'll truly be all alone and helpless!"
“Brother, Jiang Shiyao is different from the concubines we’ll give her later. She’s already had a child and she’s taken root in Zhou Congxian’s heart!”
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face. "Brother, all I want now is to get rid of this thorn in my heart!"
"Brother, didn't you plant an informant in the Duke of England's mansion? Didn't you already administer hallucinogenic drugs? There's no need for him to be exposed. Just kill him quietly tonight and make it look like he went mad and hanged himself."
"Who cares whether a madman hanged himself or was murdered?"
Seeing that she was unresponsive, Song Yitang closed his eyes wearily and leaned against the carriage.
"Yun'er, are you really so sure about Zhou Congxian's tolerance towards you, with your eagerness for quick success and instant benefits?"
The carriage stopped at the alley entrance, with two servants standing outside, preventing anyone from approaching.
All that could be heard was the faint sound of arguing coming from inside the carriage; no one knew what they were arguing about.
After the carriage left, the alleyway returned to its tranquility.
After a long while, Zhou Congxian and Wei Xun finally emerged from a house in the alley.
Wei Xun was somewhat surprised, "Lord Song actually planted spies in the mansion?!"
As he spoke, he looked at the heir apparent, "Does Lord Song know...?"
Zhou Congxian's eyes narrowed slightly. "They probably don't know yet. If they did, they wouldn't have agreed to move the wedding date forward."
"Check everyone in the mansion, especially those who have been close to Lady Jiang recently."
The last rays of the setting sun shone through the window, casting long shadows of people standing by the window.
Jiang Shiyao leaned against the window, her eyes listlessly fixed on the pear tree that had failed to survive in the corner of the yard.
On the embroidery frame beside her, a wild goose was embroidered, holding a pear blossom in its beak.
This embroidery is not finished; one wing is missing.
But she no longer had the strength to embroider.
She dared not eat or drink any food.
They could only survive on steamed buns and pastries secretly slipped in at night on the day of Frost's Descent.
Since she entered the Duke's mansion, she has never gone hungry again.
For a moment, she felt as if she had returned to her childhood days in Chuzhou.
Strangely enough, she couldn't remember anything before she was six years old.
All her memories are from when she was six years old, when she, her brother, and her father struggled to make ends meet.
My father was very knowledgeable, but his health was very weak. All the children in the village studied with him, and all the money they earned went into his medicine pot, but they still couldn't save his life.
Her brother always carried her on his back wherever he went, and if there was anything to eat, he would let her eat it first.
Even when life was tough, she never felt bitter.
She wanted to go home; she had wanted to go back for a long time.
Once a thought hidden deep in one's heart takes root, it becomes unstoppable.
She suddenly stood up, rushed to the door, and locked it from the outside with a large padlock.
She pounded on the door, shouting, "I want to see the Crown Prince! I want to see the Crown Prince!"
No one answered from outside.
Jiang Shiyao's tears instantly burst forth.
She cried for an unknown amount of time, curling up on the ground.
Suddenly, the sound of chains came from the doorway.
As I pushed open the door, the golden afterglow of the setting sun poured into the room.
Zhou Congxian looked at Jiang Shiyao, who was only wearing an undergarment and was barefoot, curled up on the ground.
She was so pale she was almost transparent, and she had lost a lot of weight.
The carved gold bracelet was still on her wrist, but it looked bigger than it should have been, as if she had bought the wrong size.
Wei Xun retreated outside to stand guard.
Zhou Congxian frowned. "Didn't they feed you?"
After a long while, Jiang Shiyao's weak voice rang out, "I dare not eat it, I'm afraid that if I eat it I will never see Fu'er again."
No, it won't.
Zhou Congxian seemed to sigh.
He then bent down and gently picked her up, and was surprised to find that she was much lighter!
He settled her at the table and took a roast chicken from his pocket.
“I remember when you were pregnant with Fu’er, you loved eating Dexinglou’s roast chicken the most, and you wanted to eat one every day.”
The aroma of caramelized meat wafted into Jiang Shiyao's nose.
Jiang Shiyao seemed to start a mechanism and move around a bit.
Her gaze fell on the table, then she grabbed the roast chicken and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowing it in a disheveled manner as if she hadn't eaten in a long time.
Zhou Congxian was taken aback at first, then tucked the hair next to her cheek behind her ear.
"Eat slowly..."
"vomit!--"
Everything I had just eaten was vomited up again.
But Jiang Shiyao seemed unable to stop, as if she wanted to vomit out all her internal organs.
She had barely lifted her face when her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Zhou Congxian's expression changed. "Wei Xun, call a doctor!"
The entire Duke's mansion could see it.
The prince disregarded the filthy Lady Jiang and carried her directly back to his courtyard.
Shuangjiang was also transferred from Fu'er's side.
Looking at Jiang Niangzi's gaunt face, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Before long, the doctor wrote out a prescription and gave it to her.
"Mrs. Jiang has not eaten for many days, and her spleen and stomach are extremely weak. She needs to eat slowly and gradually to replenish her body. Roast chicken and other rich foods are the worst thing to do."
"This is a mild tonic prescription. Miss, please go and get the medicine."
Shuangjiang took the prescription with both hands, turned around and left the yard.
But she accidentally bumped into Aunt Chang at the door, and the prescription fell to the ground.
"Where is Miss Frost heading in such a hurry?"
Aunt Chang pulled her up just in time, preventing Shuangjiang from falling.
Frostfall patted his chest in alarm. "My wife has a weak stomach. The doctor gave her a prescription. I'm going to get the medicine!"
Mother Chang glanced at it casually and was stunned. By the time she came to her senses, Shuangjiang had already gone far away.
She pouted, "What weak spleen and stomach? You're just pregnant and don't dare to say it!"
The prescription contained several ingredients for preventing miscarriage, which others might not understand, but she knew them inside and out!
After the words were spoken, Mrs. Chang belatedly covered her mouth.
The prince was helping to keep it a secret, and she's the one who's exposed it—isn't that just asking for trouble?
She hunched her shoulders and looked around, then, relieved to find no one was there, quickly left.
"Wei Xun, is it really necessary for both of us to come along for such a small matter?"
On a rooftop not far away, besides Wei Xun, there was another person.
Wei Xun ignored him and was about to get up and continue following when a person emerged from behind a large tree not far away.
He was a staff member who lived in the Duke's mansion for a long time.
This man was taciturn and deeply trusted by the Duke. Wei Xun always thought he was just a freeloader, but he never expected that he was actually planted by Song Yitang.
He was quite capable, and immediately placed himself next to the Duke.
Fortunately, the heir apparent and the Duke were not on the same side and never discussed official business in the mansion.
Wei Xun patted the person next to him, "You continue with Shuangjiang, I'll go with this one."
Without waiting for anyone to speak, he quietly left.
Wan Quan opened his mouth and stretched out his arm, but before he could utter a single word, the other person had already vanished.
"No way, is this still a brother? You've taken all the credit, how am I supposed to save face in front of the young master!"
After his impotent rage, he could only resign himself to continuing to follow Shuangjiang, just in case there was another accomplice.
Wei Xun's martial arts skills were not perfect, but his lightness skill was excellent.
In the past, he was the one who did all the tracking work. He had gained a lot of merits by accident and spent more time by the side of the prince.
He leaped across the rooftop like a black cat, without making a sound.
The staff all lived in the front courtyard. The Duke's mansion not only took care of their food, clothing, and lodging, but also provided servants to attend to them.
Wei Xun is a cat in a tree.
After the advisor entered the room, he turned around and knocked out the servant who was serving him.
He changed into the servant's clothes and, under the cover of night, went out directly through the side door.
They arrived at the Song family's door.
However, the person who came out to see him was not Song Yitang, but Song Jiyun.
“Miss, that Jiang is pregnant, but she says to others that she has a weak spleen and stomach. It’s obvious that Prince Zhou is going to protect her.”
Song Jiyun gritted his teeth, "That bitch actually got pregnant!"
If she hadn't overheard who the informant in the Duke's mansion was, her elder brother probably wouldn't have told her such an important matter for the sake of the bigger picture!
The advisor glanced at her and said, "Miss Song, you promised that if I helped you get rid of Madam Jiang, you would let me return to the Song family."
The father and son of the Duke of England were like invisible people in the court.
Song Yitang is different; he is a rising star and will surely become prime minister in the future.
Only by being by Song Yitang's side could he have a chance to rise above others!
Song Jiyun waved his hand impatiently, "My eldest brother dotes on me the most. If I ask, this will definitely be done!"
That advisor was not someone Song Jiyun could threaten.
He suddenly looked up, his gaze turning cold. "I remind Miss Song that success is the only option; failure is not an option."
"Don't forget, Miss will marry into the Duke's mansion in the future. If I stay in the Duke's mansion, I won't be able to keep my mouth shut."
Song Jiyun was used to having a lot of influence in the Song family, and she would beat up even her eldest brother's right-hand men without hesitation.
But his eyes were like those of a venomous snake.
If she really fails to accomplish it, he might bite her to death the next moment!
Song Jiyun's eyes flickered. "Of course."
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