Chapter 14 Weaving the Web
When Jiang Jinyue went back, she happened to run into the maid who came to look for him. The maid didn't dare to say anything about the loss of him just now, so she went back to the garden party and didn't even mention it.

Madam Hou and Su Ruoshui became more and more intimate. When Jiang Jinyue saw it, the two of them were holding hands with affection.

Jiang Qingge's face was full of unstoppable joy.

After asking, it turned out that Jiang Qingge won the first place in the poetry competition just now, Madam Hou boasted for a full quarter of an hour before stopping.

Who can come to the spring banquet of the Hou Mansion today, which of the ladies and wives is not a human being?Who can't see that Mrs. Hou is close to Jiang Qingge and neglects Jiang Jinyue who hasn't shown much?

Everyone has a smile on their faces, but they also have their own ghosts.

After the spring banquet, Su Ruoshui took her two daughters and finally left Yuanshanhou Mansion.

Su Ruoshui couldn't figure out what Jiang Qingge and Madam Hou were talking about, and Madam Hou's attitude, so she could only hold Madam Hou's hand and keep testing.

Mrs. Hou smiled meaningfully, but even if she didn't answer, Jiang Jinyue's face showed no disappointment or joy, but was innocent and pretty, as if today was really just a garden party for the hospitable host.

"Go back. When I come back in a few days, I will definitely visit the old lady." Madam Hou held Jiang Qingge with one hand and Jiang Jinyue with the other, smiling gently and quietly.

The surname of the young master of Yuanshan Hou Mansion is Song Minglang, and his name is Zihang. The family is used to the small characters, so most people will call him Xiaohouye Song Zihang.

Jiang Jinyue lowered her eyes, smiled demurely and with a little timidity, completely disguised herself as a little white rabbit.

When Mrs. Hou said this, there were two meanings. One was to tell Jiang Jinyue that she reluctantly agreed to the marriage, and please go back to reassure the old lady. The other meaning was that she pulled Jiang Qingge to hint at Su Ruoshui. Thinking about the marriage in the Hou Mansion, please act quickly.

It's a pity that Su Ruoshui is a fool, her smile still has six points of ingratiating and three points of questioning, obviously she doesn't understand the hints between high-ranking people, and of course she doesn't understand whether Mrs. Hou wants to withdraw from her marriage.

Jiang Jinyue's eyes flashed, and he saw Jiang Qingge's slightly condensed face.

As a big sister, she is known for being gentle and virtuous, and she usually doesn't talk much, but she is a ruthless character who is better than blue, and every word can be said to the point, and the knife is a deadly gentle knife.

Su Ruoshui didn't understand, but Jiang Qingge did.

After leaving Yuanshan Hou Mansion, Su Ruoshui could only be confused and anxious, and let Jiang Qingge sit in the carriage behind, and she sat with Jiang Jinyue.

"What did the old lady ask you to bring to Madam Hou?"

Su Ruoshui intuitively felt that something was wrong with Mrs. Hou since she went out with Jiang Jinyue and came back, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

At the very least, Mrs. Hou has genuine intimacy and enthusiasm for Qing Ge.

"It's just a wild ginseng plant from the village in the countryside. Young Master Hou has always been in poor health. The old lady asked me to bring it to Madam Hou for a try."

Jiang Jinyue's lies were seamless.

Song Zihang was indeed weak and sick since he was a child, which is why Song Zihang didn't show up at the garden party today. I heard that he found a famous doctor in the world and went all the way to seek medicine.

"Did Madam Hou tell you about the divorce?"

Su Ruoshui held the brocade handkerchief, panting slightly nervously, staring straight at Jiang Jinyue, wishing to dig Jiang Jinyue's head open to see what Madam Hou had just said to her.

Jiang Jinyue lowered her head, blushed slightly, and bit her lips like a mosquito.

"Naturally, my daughter knows that she is no longer worthy of the Hou family. I just ask Madam Hou not to affect my sister because of this matter, and explain to Madam Hou that my daughter is not close to my sister."

Jiang Jinyue had the cheek to think that everything she said was true.

She is not good enough for the Hou family, but Mrs. Hou might not dare to let go. She is not familiar with Jiang Qingge, not only with her, but with the entire Jiang family.

Su Ruoshui stared at Jiang Jinyue suspiciously. Her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was ashamed and angry, but also as if she was frightened. A teenage girl should not be so skillful at lying.

She loosened the jinkerchief, wiped the sweat from her palms, and was overjoyed.

Mrs. Hou should be very upset about this marriage from the beginning to the end.

Back then, Lord Yuanshan and Jiang Jinyue's biological mother, Bai Yunqian, were childhood sweethearts who grew up together. On the surface, it was just a pure brother-sister relationship, but there have long been rumors in the outside world that Lord Yuanshan went to Dingguohou's mansion to ask for marriage in person. .

It's just that Bai Yunqian is blind, and he doesn't like the Marquis of Yuanshan, but instead he likes Jiang Youcai, the newest candidate in the imperial court at that time.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, now that Bai Yunqian's long-dead bones are all rotten, who can tell whether it is true or not?
There is only such a young master in the whole Hou's mansion, and if he wants to marry his husband's beloved daughter, he will be so angry that he will die of anger.

Besides, how much does Jiang Jinyue weigh?How can it be compared with her Qingge?Qing Ge needs to be talented and talented, to be interesting and interesting, to be virtuous and virtuous, which one is not a hundred times better than the stingy Jiang Jinyue?
She believed in Madam Hou's vision, also believed in Qing Ge's charm, and even more believed in her own judgment.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help feeling complacent, looking at Jiang Jinyue, it was like looking at a used rag, and it would be dirty even to wipe shoes.

They went back to the small courtyard for dinner, Su Ruoshui was still dreaming that the eldest daughter was Mrs. Hou, and couldn't wait to show off to Jiang Youcai.

Jiang Jinyue returned to Lan Yuexuan, changed her clothes and jewelry, and ran to the old lady's courtyard. She looked like a child who had just learned how to play chess in front of the old lady, and she couldn't wait to show the chess game she had completed step by step to the old lady. Look, waiting for the old lady's praise.

As a result, as soon as she entered the old lady's Yun Yixuan, she saw the always gentle and dignified Madam Wang beside the old lady, hurrying to the bedroom with the porcelain pot in her hands.

"Mother Wang, what's going on?"

Jiang Jinyue ran up to Mama Wang, carrying her skirt and ignoring her ladylike image.

Ms. Wang was already running around in a hurry. Seeing Jiang Jinyue, she hurriedly said, "Miss, get out of the way, the old lady is waiting for the medicine."

The door of the house had already been opened, and Mama Wang rushed into the house with the medicine in hand, while quickly explaining to Jiang Jinyue.

"At noon, the old lady complained that her chest was tight and uncomfortable. We just thought that the old lady was tired of eating cakes at noon. I took hawthorn slices and sucked the old lady for a while. When it was evening, the old lady couldn't get up in bed. Yeah, I just coughed up blood..."

Jiang Jinyue followed Ms. Wang to the old lady's window, and saw that the old lady was pale, lying on the bed without moving, and there were spots of blood on the white brocade handkerchief in her hand.

"Old lady! Come and take a sip of the medicine, this is the doctor's new medicine..."

Mama Wang opened the porcelain pot and blew the medicinal soup inside with tears in her eyes.

The whole room suddenly filled with a strong smell of herbs.

Jiang Jinyue squatted beside the bed, smelling the smell of medicine, her brows twitched suddenly, and she reached out and grabbed the soup that Mama Wang was about to put into the old lady's mouth.

The brown decoction in the delicately painted porcelain spoon spilled over the entire quilt.

(End of this chapter)

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