Lin Anjian put the antidote belonging to Jiang Chenyue back into the cloth bag, shook her head, and indicated to Jiang Wuyou that she didn't know either.
Lin Anjian continued.
"This one belongs to Miss Jiang's father."
"This one is Miss Jiang's mother."
"This one belongs to Miss Jiang's younger brother."
Although Jiang Wuyou was a girl sold by her parents, she always felt grateful for their kindness. Despite her difficult early life, she secretly searched for her birth parents. Now that the truth was finally revealed, she could only murmur, "No wonder we couldn't find them, there was never any news..."
At this moment, Jiang Wuyou had two antidotes, one of which was hers and the other had not yet been distributed.
Jiang Wuyou pleaded pitifully, "Your Highness, could you please..."
Lin Anjian sighed and said, "I'm sorry. The last antidote you have is actually mine."
Lin Anjian picked up the pill from Jiang Wuyou's hand and ate it in front of Jiang Wuyou.
Princess Qi was proving through her actions that she wasn't lying. She was nothing more than a pawn in the Yan Emperor's game.
Jiang Wuyou wavered. If it were just her, she could still give up without hesitation, but when another weight was added to the scales of this exchange—the lives of her family…
She wavered. On one side were He Yunxiao and the innocent civilians, and on the other were her own sister, her blood relatives…
Lin Anjian sighed and said, "Miss Jiang, allow me to dictate the letter Emperor Yan gave you: My dear minister, you need not hesitate, I will protect all your family members."
"all?"
"all."
The scales are tilted.
Jiang Wuyou lowered her head and said sullenly, "I understand."
As the messenger, Lin Anjian witnessed firsthand how the Yan Emperor, thousands of miles away, used props and words to gradually control people's hearts, forcing Special Envoy Jiang, who was originally unwilling to risk his life for him, to obey orders.
People who manipulate people's hearts are truly terrifying.
Zhang Jingxian had set up the stage, but she really didn't want Jiang Wuyou, who was still pregnant, to go on stage and dance. It wasn't that pregnant women couldn't exercise, but Zhang Jingxian just didn't want Jiang Wuyou to go back to the days of "selling smiles."
After brewing tea and bringing it to the two of them, Zhang Jingxian said, "Wuyou, I'm sorry to trouble you today. The stage is old and in disrepair and can't be set up. Let's dance another time."
Jiang Wuyou affectionately took Zhang Jingxian's arm and said happily, "Wuyou will listen to Mother."
Zhang Jingxian was caught off guard and was speechless for a moment. After a moment of stunned silence, she said, "Okay, okay."
Princess Consort Lin Anjian stood to the side, seemingly out of place with the affectionate mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, as if they were in two different worlds.
She took a sip of tea, and her mouth was filled with bitterness.
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