In Jiang Mansion, Jiang Wanwan had been locked in her boudoir, and no one had brought her anything. It was not until night fell that she heard a rustling sound at the door.
She thought it was a maid and couldn't keep her spirits up, but the door was opened.
"Mother?" Jiang Wanwan was overjoyed, tears streaming down her face, "Mother, is my uncle really mad at me?"
"Silly child, how could your uncle be angry? Isn't this what your mother came to bring you something? Hurry up and eat it, don't let the servants see it. Your uncle can't help it either. You have to do your best in terms of face." Jiang Jinrou Looking at my daughter, I feel very distressed.
Jiang Wanwan started eating with a big mouthful of mouthfuls. After eating half of it, she suddenly remembered something, "Mother, anyway, you and your uncle are already... If it wasn't for your identity, you would have been..."
"Wan Wan." Jiang Jinrou's face became stern, "what is this place, how can you say such ignorant words, no wonder your uncle punished you so heavily this time, how many losses you have suffered, and you don't have a long memory !"
Jiang Wanwan hurriedly shut her mouth and did not dare to continue speaking, "Mother, I was wrong, but Jiang Qingqing is too cunning, you don't know, she deliberately brought her father and ministers to see me and His Royal Highness's jokes, everyone is now They all think that I stole her marriage."
"Your uncle told me that Jiang Qingqing has become smarter now, and the people I sent to monitor her can't get close to her now, and even, I suspect that she hasn't even taken the medicine I prepared for her now, maybe , she's now ready to heal the sores on her face."
"Mother, don't worry, even if she knows poison, what if she doesn't have the formula, she can't be cured at all, but what should I do now?" Jiang Wanwan was worried about her and the prince, fortunately the prince trusted her.
But she couldn't marry into the East Palace without knowing it.
There will be a lifetime of shame.
Jiang Jinrou has no choice now, after thinking for a long time, she said: "I guess, the marriage between the prince and Jiang Qingqing will be in vain. As for you, you must not ruin your reputation, you can bear with it for a while, tomorrow, you Then I told your uncle, you know wrong, please go to the blessing hall to pray for blessings, and copy the Buddhist scriptures for the Jiang family."
pray
That's no joke.
There was a thick stack of Buddhist scriptures, and she had to kneel down to copy it. As soon as she saw the place, she groaned, "Mother, I don't want to go."
"Confused, do you really want to carry the infamy of stealing your sister's crown princess? How will the emperor and queen see you? How will the world see you, even if the queen will use this as an excuse to demote you It's not impossible to be a concubine, don't forget, you are only the young lady of Jiangfu, and Jiang Qingqing is the queen's niece!"
Jiang Wanwan's face turned pale with fright, and she nodded again and again, "Mother, I listen to you, I will go tomorrow."
Jiang Qingqing, when I become a princess, see how I treat you, bitch!
Jiang Jinrou hooked her lips, "That's right. If you want to make a big deal, you have to be patient. Mother will help you arrange everything."
That day, Jiang Wanwan invited herself to go to the Buddhist hall to copy the scriptures and pray for blessings, but Jiang Qingqing sneered when she heard it, and brought the forsythia into the palace.
After entering the Fengque Hall, there were already palace attendants waiting, "Miss Qingqing, please come here."
Jiang Qingqing entered the palace, there were only the empress and Linglong inside, and smiled, "Auntie."
"Qingqing is here, come and sit down." The queen greeted, and Linglong went down to make tea.
Jiang Qingqing just pulled off the veil. The sores on her face were not healed at all, but seemed to be more serious.
"Last time, I told your father to ask him to ask a doctor for you. It used to be fine, how could you have poisonous sores for no reason?"
Let dad please, he can't wait to have his whole face rotten.
"Aunt, it's okay, Daddy is very busy on weekdays. Besides, so many doctors have seen it, and they all say there is no way."
The queen looked distressed, "You have to stay with me for a few more days this time, and I'll ask the imperial doctor to come over to help you later, no matter how busy your father is, he should take good care of you, the one from the Jiang residence, although your aunt, But after all, you are not her own, so you should be more careful."
Jiang Qingqing responded one by one, I am afraid that the one who really cares about her is this aunt.
"Qingqing, this time my aunt let you in is also for your marriage with Xuan'er. Didn't you two have a good time before? Why is it like this? He repeatedly came to beg this palace to revoke the marriage, but he was rejected. Ben Gong has suppressed it, this child is spoiled by Ben Gong."
Jiang Qingqing felt sour in her heart. She wanted to tell her aunt that it was not the case. In fact, the relationship between Xiao Jingxuan and her aunt was not what she thought, but there were too many involved, so she could only choose to remain silent.
A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, which quickly disappeared, "Aunt, in fact, I have always only regarded His Royal Highness as my cousin. Now that my cousin doesn't like it, it's better to quit this marriage."
retreat
"Qingqing, did Xuan'er bully you? Or did something wrong for you?" The queen watched her grow up. Before, she was full of eyes full of Xuan'er, but what happened now.
"Aunt, Qingqing used to like her cousin because she had a marriage contract. Now Qingqing finds out that she doesn't actually have a relationship with her cousin, so don't be embarrassed by Qingqing."
"You child." The Queen groaned. Since neither of them were willing, it seems that this marriage needs to be reconsidered.
But before she could find the right person for Qingqing, she still decided to hold it down for the time being.
After spending most of the day in the palace, Jiang Qingqing was about to leave the palace.
"Miss, you really don't regret it?" Forsythia trotted a few steps to keep up, but couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Qingqing smiled, "No regrets, let's go and go back to the house."
The two folded out of the imperial garden, but saw someone coming from the opposite side.
He is dressed in a soft golden silk robe, and the innate nobility lingers around. When he sees him, it makes people feel like they are bowing their heads to the court. This is the first time Jiang Qingqing has seen someone wear gold so beautifully He was born for gold.
The person opposite also saw Jiang Qingqing, his eagle-like sharp eyes swept lightly, and the corners of his lips raised an arc that even he himself could not detect.
When the two of them were about to collide, they stopped and looked straight at him, still arrogant and aloof.
"See His Royal Highness King Jing." Jiang Qingqing bowed before she realized that this man was standing there to wait for her to salute.
"The third day."
What
Jiang Qingqing raised her head, and suddenly realized her three-day appointment with him. There were too many things to do when she went back to the mansion, and she forgot about it.
"My lord, Qingqing has little knowledge and I haven't found the medicine, so please give my lord a few more days of grace."
Grace
Murong Chi's eyes narrowed, with a dangerous killing intent, "What did you say?"