Chapter 54 To "Die" Completely
Jiang Shiyao held Fu'er and slept very restlessly. Neither of them washed up or changed their clothes.
Her brows were furrowed, and only her daughter in her arms was breathing deeply.
The door creaked open, and she opened her eyes.
Zhou Congxian walked against the moonlight, his half-wet clothes bringing moisture into the room.
After a brief moment of eye contact, Jiang Shiyao gently pulled her daughter's hand away from her neck.
Suddenly, Fu'er was suspended in mid-air, and with her two small hands, she grabbed the red rope that Jiang Shiyao had hidden in her clothes.
She simply took off the jade pendant.
She always wore the jade pendant on her wrist, but after the knot broke, she strung it on a long cord and wore it around her neck.
The jade pendant shimmered softly in the moonlight as she moved.
Fu'er clutched the jade pendant, turned over, and fell asleep again with her little bottom sticking up.
Jiang Shiyao followed Zhou Congxian quietly into the outer hall.
"Your Highness, please speak frankly. How do you intend to deal with me?"
Zhou Congxian pursed his lips slightly.
His Majesty wants to consolidate power and also wants military power.
He wanted to drag the Meng family into this mess as well.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Your Majesty wants to be the one who catches the sparrow.
He looked into her eyes and suddenly said, "Shi Yao, do you still remember things from when you were little?"
Jiang Shiyao was insignificant in this struggle.
To save her life, she had no choice but to become an extremely important person.
Jiang Shiyao didn't understand why she was suddenly asked such a question.
"I don't remember."
She paused, then said, "Does the young master want me to reminisce about the past before I die?"
"No need, I never had enough to eat when I was a child."
Zhou Congxian reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"It's okay if you don't remember, don't worry, everything will be fine."
Jiang Shiyao was caught off guard and pulled into his arms, her cheeks getting wet from his clothes.
Her brows were furrowed.
fine?
The letter Liu Minghan wrote to her...
She leaned back a little to get a glimpse of Zhou Congxian's chin.
"Then, Your Highness, how should we explain this to the Song family?"
Zhou Congxian snorted coldly, "An explanation? The Song family should give me an explanation."
Jiang Shiyao lowered her eyes slightly, "I have hurt Miss Song."
Zhou Congxian's hand stiffened for a moment. Previous events had led her to believe that he would side with Song Jiyun.
"If she's hurt, she's hurt. She's not important."
Jiang Shiyao felt the stiffness in his hand and snorted coldly.
unimportant?
Do you still think she will trust him?
She continued calmly, "Then the young master won't arrest the concubines anymore?"
Zhou Congxian chuckled. "Why would we arrest you? You're the victim here."
Is she the one who suffered the most?
She has always been the victim.
So he knew she was the victim?
Jiang Shiyao: "Then will you still marry Song Jiyun?"
Zhou Congxian's movements visibly stiffened.
He didn't want to marry, but he was going to marry anyway. The day of his wedding was a time of great upheaval in the entire court.
However, such a secret matter cannot be revealed to them.
Jiang Shiyao understood, and she nodded almost imperceptibly.
All the promises were left unsaid.
Jiang Shiyao left Zhou Congxian's embrace and said softly.
"Your Highness is soaking wet. Go back and rest. Be careful not to catch a cold tomorrow."
Zhou Congxian tugged at his clothes, and even Jiang Shiyao's clothes were a little damp.
Before leaving, he turned around and, for some reason, spoke up again, giving a word of advice.
"Don't worry, I'm here to protect you."
Jiang Shiyao smiled slightly, "I understand."
She stood by the door, watching Zhou Congxian leave again, bathed in moonlight.
She only slowly withdrew the smile from her lips after the person had disappeared from sight.
One of them told her to commit suicide and left an address.
One reassured her and even demanded justice from the Song family.
She didn't believe any of them.
*
The rain had stopped long ago, and a cool breeze from outside blew into the flower hall, causing the candlelight inside the lampshade to flicker.
Song Jiyun was bandaged up, but she refused to rest and stubbornly waited for news.
Finally, her older brother agreed to help her this time.
In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, she refused to believe that Jiang Shiyao could escape after stabbing the future matriarch!
She wanted the Zhou family to not only execute Jiang Shiyao.
Zhou Congxian was also required to swear a solemn oath that he would never take a concubine or have a mistress in his life!
Even if we die, we want to be buried in the same coffin!
Looking at the high moonlight outside, Xu's mother said, "Miss, don't wait any longer, go and get some sleep. You're still injured."
"No!" Song Jiyun's eyes were slightly red, and she was still holding her breath.
Madam Xu sighed, "The eldest young master is in the palace right now, I wonder when..."
"The eldest young master is back!"
The maid outside the door called out.
Song Jiyun stood up abruptly, a look of joy on his face!
Big brother is back!
"Big brother—"
When Song Yitang walked in, his face looked very bad.
Upon seeing his elder brother's expression, Song Jiyun's smile instantly froze on his face.
Her voice trembled slightly, "Big brother, she...she's still not dead..."
Song Yitang ignored him and walked straight toward the study.
Song Jiyun suddenly felt a surge of breath rising in his chest.
It seemed like the pressure had been raised even higher, making her feel even more choked up.
She grabbed her elder brother's sleeve. "Brother, didn't the Zhou family want to give me an explanation?"
"I just want Jiang Shiyao to die, I just want her to die!"
"Big brother!"
Song Yitang shoved his sister away.
Song Jiyun tripped on the threshold and fell out, his forehead hitting the metal frame of the door!
They smashed a huge gash into it!
Startled, Xu's mother screamed and rushed forward to press on her wound.
"What should we do! Miss's wedding is in just over ten days!"
Song Jiyun brushed away Xu's mother's hand, ignoring the blood still flowing from the wound on his forehead.
She couldn't help but scream, "Why?!"
Song Yitang slowly squatted down in front of his sister, his eyes revealing no emotion.
"She's just a concubine. If you can't tolerate her, I'll break off the engagement."
"I don't want the engagement to be called off! I don't want the engagement to be called off!"
Song Jiyun hurriedly grabbed his elder brother's sleeve, "Brother, I don't want to break off the engagement."
Song Yitang slowly stood up and looked down at his sister.
"If you don't want to break off the engagement, then wait to get married."
“Jiang Shi, she won’t die. She will step on your head as the mistress of the house in the future.”
Song Jiyun's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Why.
What does "brother" mean?
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Why did she and her mother have to walk the same path?
Why do men break their promises?
My father promised my mother that he would only love her for the rest of his life.
Aunt Lu caused chaos in the household.
Zhou Congxian clearly stated that Jiang Shiyao was merely a dispensable concubine.
She was the one who was legally married.
Why wouldn't he give up someone who is dispensable for her?
Watching my older brother's figure disappear behind the door.
The breath that had been rising in Song Jiyun's chest surged up suddenly.
A mouthful of blood gushed out.
"Miss!"
Song Jiyun was unwilling to accept this.
She was unwilling to accept it!
Mother did not win against Aunt Lu.
She couldn't outmaneuver Aunt Jiang either.
She gazed at the plum blossoms blooming on the wall and suddenly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.
Then he fell straight backward.
*
The next day, the sky was as blue as jade, and the vast expanse was covered with clouds.
It's a great day for flying kites.
Early in the morning, the main courtyard sent over a lot of jewelry and clothes, and even the number of maids serving them increased by several.
Shuangjiang was astonished by what she saw.
Is yesterday's matter just being let go like this?
Is this meant to comfort his wife?
"What's this about, Mom?" Shuangjiang stepped forward to try and get closer to her.
Madam Xiang glanced at Jiang Shiyao and said, "These were all given to you by Madam."
As she spoke, she pointed to a wooden box in the hand of the maid beside her.
"Here are three thousand taels of silver notes. They were allocated by the Duke. My lady, just spend whatever you like."
"And the young lady, the madam said that the lady taught her very well, so the lady should continue to teach her herself from now on."
Shuangjiang and He's mother looked at each other, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.
What kind of weather has this changed?
Jiang Shiyao, holding Fu'er's hand, looked at the piles of rewards.
For some reason, she felt as if she were being carried onto an offering table.
It's not a good thing...
"Thank you for taking such good care of Mom..."
"My lady, please don't say that! The Madam and the Duke's kindness is a gift from elders, and you should accept it."
He stepped back one step to his mother and bowed, saying, "My lady, please rest. This old servant will take his leave."
Leave behind a room full of things.
There are four maids too?!
This seems to be something only the legal wife has.
Jiang Shiyao felt a sudden pang of panic for no apparent reason.
With the Crown Prince's wedding approaching, does the Crown Prince really intend to have her compete against Song Jiyun?
Mrs. He was laughing so hard her eyes were almost closed.
"My lady, your suffering is finally over! Now that you have the Madam's favor, and will later gain the Prince's favor, and have another son! Why should you worry about not having a good life!"
There was no such joy during the Frost's Descent.
She and Lady Jiang experienced what happened yesterday together.
If the Crown Prince hadn't been there, Lord Song probably would have killed them on the spot!
To live or to die.
Is it an honor or a disgrace?
It's all up to someone else's whim.
In just one night, not only did nothing happen, but things changed drastically!
Something unusual must be going on!
Jiang Shiyao then picked out a bracelet for He's mother and asked her to take Fu'er out to play.
They also sent away those troublesome maids.
After Mrs. He led Fu'er outside.
Jiang Shiyao then pulled Shuangjiang into the inner room.
Show her the letter that Zhou Wanqing brought yesterday.
When she saw the words in the letter telling Jiang Niangzi to commit suicide, she was so frightened that she threw the letter away!
"What does this have to do with you, my lady! Why are you telling me to kill myself! Why don't you do it yourself!"
Jiang Shiyao pointed to the things outside the house, "On one hand, it lets me live, and on the other hand, it lets me die."
"They make all the decisions, not me."
Looking into her wife's calm eyes, Shuangjiang remembered that her wife had said she wanted to leave this place.
Her expression hardened. "My lady, I've made up my mind. I want to go with you."
Jiang Shiyao said, "Come closer to my ear."
As Frost's Descent approached, after a long while, she looked at Madam Jiang with a stiff expression.
"Buy...buy a corpse..."
Jiang Shiyao covered her mouth and whispered.
"The only way to die completely is this."
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