The woman was about to wipe away her tears when Jiang Wuyou interrupted her sharply: "Jiang Chenyue!"
Seeing Jiang Wuyou say this, Jiang Chenyue simply stopped wiping away her tears and instead laughed through her tears.
"Sister. Please, sister, agree to Chenyue's request, okay?"
Seeing the girl's rudeness, Jiang Wuyou's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness.
This girl was four years younger than Sister Jiang, and they were admitted to the girls' academy in the same batch. Because Jiang Chenyue was too young when she first entered the academy, Jiang Wuyou took care of her like both an older sister and a mother. Even the name "Jiang Chenyue" was given to her by Jiang Wuyou.
When Jiang Wuyou reached the required age, she left the academy first. Jiang Chenyue insisted on going with her, but she was too young, and the girls' academy wouldn't allow it. Later, when Jiang Chenyue reached the required age, her first request was to go to Chunfeng Tower, for no other reason than that Jiang Wuyou was there.
Tragically, although Jiang Chenyue came later, due to her lack of skill and lively personality, she faded into obscurity even faster than Jiang Wuyou, who arrived earlier. At this point, Jiang Chenyue should have been redeemed as the top courtesan and then married.
Jiang Chenyue said, "Sister, Chenyue doesn't want to get married."
Because of their familiarity with each other, ordinary people would be in awe of her status as the special envoy of the Yan Emperor, but Jiang Chenyue was not afraid at all.
Jiang Wuyou looked at her disobedient daughter and sister with gritted teeth, "What's wrong with Li Jiaxing? He passed the imperial examination at a young age and is currently a compiler in the palace, a seventh-rank civil official. He has a bright future ahead of him."
Jiang Chenyue didn't care about any of that, and pouted, "I don't like it."
Jiang Wuyou continued, "He currently has no wife. He redeemed himself to marry you as his principal wife. A young scholar who has passed the imperial examination is willing to tarnish his future for you. What more could you ask for in such a gesture?"
Jiang Chenyue sighed, resting her chin on her hands on the table. "I'm not interested. I don't like him."
For women of the night, being a legal wife is something unattainable. Many simply give up on that a husband who treats them well is the best outcome, the most fortunate of all.
Jiang Wuyou said with exasperation, "If you don't like him, who do you like? The Emperor? Do you want to be the Empress?"
Jiang Chenyue immediately threw herself into Jiang Wuyou's arms and said, "Chenyue loves her sister the most."
Jiang Wuyou slapped away Jiang Chenyue's wandering hand and scolded, "You're a grown woman now. Don't hug me like you did when you were little. You have no manners at all. People will laugh at you later. Get up and sit properly."
Jiang Chenyue certainly didn't want to get up from her sister, but she knew her limits and didn't dare to really anger her sister. In the end, she reluctantly snuggled into her sister's arms before returning to her seat.
If Jiang Wuyou hadn't found a man's sketchbook in this girl's room, she would have truly believed that she was a natural at polishing mirrors.
This girl had taken advantage of him even more than He Yunxiao.
This is absolutely lawless.
"Li Jiaxing will come to redeem you in a few days. You should obediently agree and then go home with him. Live a good life. As for the mission in the north, just deal with it casually." Jiang Wuyou's tone was stern.
"No. Wherever you go, I'll go." Jiang Chenyue had a firm grasp on Jiang Wuyou's personality. Sister Wuyou was kind and soft-hearted; if she persisted a little longer, she would definitely agree in the end.
"no."
"Why? We've been together since we were little."
“There’s no reason why,” Jiang Wuyou replied firmly.
Jiang Wuyou didn't go to any ordinary place, but to the powerful Marquis of Wuqing's mansion. Even Jiang Wuyou himself wasn't confident of gaining a formal title in the Marquis's mansion, let alone bringing Jiang Chenyue with him.
In Jiang Wuyou's view, the biggest obstacle to redeeming herself and going to the Marquis's mansion wasn't the money for the redemption, but the old Marquis's attitude. He Yunxiao wasn't married yet, and if he brought a courtesan home first, it would inevitably damage his reputation, making it difficult to marry a proper wife later. None of the daughters of noble families wanted to share a husband with a courtesan.
Why would she refuse to be a proper wife and insist on suffering in the Marquis's mansion with me?
Jiang Wuyou was willing to suffer herself for He Yunxiao's sake, but she didn't want Jiang Chenyue to suffer as well. Besides, she had long heard that the old Marquis was strict in managing his household, and that he had brought two courtesans home at once; she wondered if He Yunxiao was still alive.
"Jiang Chenyue, you must marry Li Jiaxing."
"I don't."
"If you don't agree, I'll kidnap you."
"elder sister!"
Jiang Wuyou made up her mind, "This matter is not open to discussion."
Jiang Chenyue was about to retort when she suddenly felt the door behind her being pushed open abruptly.
"Does my sister miss me?"
He Yunxiao had planned to surprise his sister Jiang, but when he opened the door, he found another girl inside and was immediately embarrassed. Judging from her breathing outside, he thought she was his sister Jiang's maid, but it turned out to be the courtesan, Xiao Jiang.
He Yunxiao knew Jiang Chenyue, but they weren't close.
Conversely, Jiang Chenyue also knows He Yunxiao, but they are not close.
"Miss Chenyue." He Yunxiao, who had originally planned to do whatever he wanted, could only awkwardly greet her when he saw that there were outsiders present.
"Young Master He," Jiang Chenyue replied as well.
Jiang Wuyou, on the other hand, didn't have so many concerns. She was overjoyed to see He Yunxiao and couldn't control her expression, smiling warmly and gently.
"Young master hasn't been here for a few days."
Jiang Chenyue watched as Jiang Wuyou's expression changed from stern to gentle and smiling in an instant, and she opened her mouth slightly in surprise.
He Yunxiao was a regular at Sister Jiang's boudoir, so he naturally sat next to her. After placing the things he had bought on the table, He Yunxiao picked up the teapot and began to drink from it, holding the spout in mid-air.
Jiang Wuyou, watching from the side, said, "Don't rush, drink slowly."
After drinking his fill of water, He Yunxiao placed the kettle on the table and wiped his lips with his sleeve.
Seeing that He Yunxiao's movements were rough and he hadn't wiped it clean at all, Jiang Wuyou took her own handkerchief and wiped away the water stains around He Yunxiao's mouth.
"I told you to drink slowly."
He Yunxiao hadn't seen Sister Jiang for several days, and seeing her gentle and considerate demeanor warmed his heart. He and Sister Jiang now truly felt like an old married couple. The husband was away on a business trip, and the wife waited for him at home.
As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. He Yunxiao hadn't asked Sister Jiang for the "interest" on the money for a while, so when was a better time? As long as he didn't get the "money," He Yunxiao wouldn't forget. He would remind Sister Jiang every day through the "interest" payment.
Sister Jiang said she would give it to me personally, so I can't let her go back on her word.
He Yunxiao simply grabbed Sister Jiang's hand as she wiped his mouth, and without saying a word, looked at her with deep affection.
Jiang Wuyou's cheeks flushed under He Yunxiao's gaze. She tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't. After struggling for a moment, she stopped moving.
"Cough cough."
Jiang Chenyue couldn't help but speak up to remind her.
The situation is developing in the wrong direction. If we don't make a statement to highlight our presence soon, something big is about to happen.
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