Chapter 816 Wanting to marry as the legitimate eldest daughter and live a happy and fulfilling life?
Chapter 816 Wanting to marry as the legitimate eldest daughter and live a happy and fulfilling life?
If they could meet the emperor and pay back ten years' worth of the national treasury in exchange for the two princesses, the Eastern Fu Kingdom would likely be willing.
But Qiao Lian'er was determined to kill them both.
They had the chance to leave, but they chose to stay and fight her. If they lost, they had to accept their fate.
Princess Hefeng and Princess Lingyu were thus dragged away.
No matter how scared or unwilling they are, they must accept the fact that their fate has ended today.
Guan Xue threw herself into Qiao Lian'er's arms.
"Sister Lian'er, boohoo, it's so good to have Sister Lian'er."
Qiao Lian'er smiled and patted her head: "Don't trust people easily in the future. Don't go anywhere else except the school and your own home."
"I'm worried about Sister Lian'er. I'm afraid something will happen to her."
"Fool, I won't get hurt. I'll only make others get hurt." Qiao Lian'er's lips curled slightly.
Guan Xue glanced at Qiao Lian'er and saw the calm and unwavering determination in Qiao Lian'er's eyes, as if no one could shake her. She felt at peace.
Seeing that Guan Xue had returned home safely, Guan Yuqin was completely relieved.
She personally cooked several dishes that Qiao Lian'er liked.
"Eat more, Lian'er. You work so hard and still find time to take care of our family. You've really worked hard."
As he spoke, he served her food.
Qiao Lian'er silently accepted her kindness.
After finishing her meal, she stayed behind to check on Guan Song and Guan Xue's study progress and to supervise their homework.
Someone outside came to report to General Guan that Princess Lingyu and Princess Hefeng had died and been thrown into a wolf pack on the mountain.
It is said that not long afterward, the two were gnawed down to their skeletons.
Just thinking about it makes you realize how shocking that situation must have been.
They could have lived a life of luxury and privilege in Dongfu Kingdom, but instead they chose to stay in Daze Kingdom and court death.
The sins of Heaven may be forgiven, but the sins of oneself are inescapable.
It was getting late, so Guan Yuqin made a few more boxes of pastries for Qiao Lian'er to take back to the Qiao family.
The family saw Qiao Lian'er off at the door.
Princess Lingyu and Princess Hefeng died just like that, and apart from a very few people, no one knew about it.
Like two drops of water falling into a lake, silently and without a trace.
Qiao Dameng and Jiang Shulan's wedding date is set for one month from now, and both families are currently going through the formalities.
The triennial provincial examination, also known as the autumn examination, has begun.
Song Ruier kept quiet during this period, trying to minimize his presence, because the provincial examination was very important to him. If he passed the examination and became a Juren, he could become an official.
He is now fifteen years old. In the capital, there are many people who pass the imperial examination at the age of fifteen, but not many. He belongs to the group of people who are extremely talented.
Once he gets the ticket to become an official, it's a lifelong commitment.
After nine days and six nights of the provincial examination, Song Ruier emerged from the examination hall and let out a sigh of relief.
He felt he performed quite well; it all depended on whether fate would give him the opportunity.
The examination hall was not far from the Qiao family's residence. Song Ruier saw the Jiang family's carriage stop in front of the Qiao family's gate, and Mr. Jiang and Princess Shouguang got off one after the other.
The Qiao family came out to greet them, creating a joyful and harmonious scene.
Today, the Qiao family, the Lin family, the Jiang family, and even the Pei family have all formed strong kinship ties, and their foundations in the capital are becoming increasingly solid.
But for Song Ruier, this was just the beginning.
Originally, it was his maternal grandfather's family. They knew he was wandering in the capital, but they ignored him and acted as if his death was none of their business.
Glory, status, wealth, and power are all irrelevant to him.
He seemed like a blade of grass or a stone by the roadside.
Thinking of this, Song Ruier silently clenched her fist.
You are unkind and I am unjust.
One day, he will wipe out this whole bunch.
After a month of rest, Jiang Shuxue's mental state gradually returned to normal.
In the past month, Jiang Shulan has mastered various etiquettes, studies diligently every day, and learns to manage household affairs, behaving very much like a young lady from a wealthy family.
Jiang Shuxue stepped out of her room for the first time. Although it was late autumn and the northern wind was cold, the sunlight was still dazzling to her.
She stayed in her room for the past month, her head spinning, unable to accept the reality.
Now, she is finally slowly coming to her senses.
After regaining consciousness, she felt as if a knife was cutting into her heart; the pain and resentment were intertwined, making her extremely tormented and uncomfortable.
She looked at herself in the mirror; her hair was messy, she looked haggard, and her cheeks were much thinner, making her look ten years older.
It was very quiet here, with guards standing at the entrance. The servants were all lazy, and the yard was overgrown with weeds, which they didn't seem to care for, probably because they thought she had no hope for the future.
"They're all sycophantic dogs," Jiang Shuxue thought bitterly.
Faint sounds of lively activity could be heard outside, coming in waves.
"Is something wrong inside the manor?" Jiang Shuxue asked the servant.
The servant replied lazily, "The young lady is going to marry into the Qiao family. There are still about half a month until the wedding day, and the whole mansion is busy with this matter."
"Marry that Qiao Dameng?"
"Yes, Qiao Dameng is a proper general with a bright future, so it's a good match." The servant seemed to be speaking in a sarcastic tone.
Jiang Shuxue vaguely felt that the other party was mocking her current situation. She was now an illegitimate child and was not even good enough for Qiao Dameng.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shuxue felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart with a needle.
If Jiang Shulan hadn't found her, she would still be the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, married into the Zhong family, and a glorious matriarch.
Jiang Shulan ruined her life, how can she let her have an easy time?
"How is Mother now?" Jiang Shuxue asked.
"Of course, Madam is doing well, preparing for her daughter's marriage."
"Madam Wei, how is she?"
"As for Madam Wei, she is now completely insane, without a trace of normal human sanity, and I'm afraid she will never recover."
Master Jiang originally intended to punish Madam Wei by making her kneel in the Buddhist hall every day, but seeing her like this, as if she had lost her soul, any punishment would be superfluous.
"There are also two young masters who have been confined to their own courtyards. When they will be released depends on when the master takes pity on them."
The servant shook his head, sighed, and walked away.
How glamorous was Madam Wei, Jiang Shuxue! Who could have imagined that her current situation would be worlds apart from what it once was?
It's best not to do bad things.
Jiang Shuxue closed her eyes.
For her to reverse the current situation is an impossible task.
But she was unwilling to just watch Jiang Shulan get married as the eldest daughter of the legitimate wife and live a happy and fulfilling life.
She wants to make her a laughingstock, someone she can never recover from.
She wanted to make Mr. Jiang utterly disappointed in his newly recognized daughter.
Late at night, Jiang Shuxue wrapped all her valuable jewelry in a handkerchief and climbed out of the back window.
After a month of close surveillance, the guards have loosened, so no one noticed her. She made her way to a garden outside Mr. Jiang's courtyard.
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