Chapter 1 Jiang Yue

Author: Potato chips

Chapter 1 Jiang Yue

It was just the first month of the year, and it was the coldest time. A heavy snow day and night before, the cypress branches outside the window were dejected.

Jiang Yue sat cross-legged on the couch next to the window, her eyes passed through the hanging branches, and she stared at Bai Xue, who had not been swept away for a long time in the yard.

A few red wintersweets stretched out from the courtyard wall, and the snow was shining like bright red clouds and cold.

Jiang Yue was wearing the material she brought in when she was dowrying in the early years. The flower-woven satin became lifeless because it was lost after a long time. She was like a beautiful beauty who was about to walk, beautiful but not interesting.

She tried to see further, and as she stretched out the path of the garden, she saw the vague laughter and funny scene. The dizzy sunlight hit her deep sunken eye sockets, looking old and weird.

Rong Guan Jinghua, the granddaughter of the prince and tutor who was famous in the capital in the past, but now the beauty is suffering from illness and has been plagued by many diseases.

The maid Ye Zi walked in with a medicine bowl. Seeing Jiang Yue leaning against the window and wearing thin clothes, she walked over and leaned over and said, "Madam, Young Master Mingyan is married today. After all, he is raised under your knees. You should go and have a look today."

Jiang Yue lowered her eyes and remembered her carefully educated adopted son and held the corner of her lips: "Is this what Yan'er said?"

Ye Zi knew that his master had been waiting for Mr. Mingyan to invite him. After all, Jiang Yue was not better than his mother to Mingyan. But today, the Xiao family was covered in red and green, but everyone seemed to have forgotten the mistress of the Xiao family.

She couldn't bear Jiang Yue's disappointment, so she lowered her head and said in a vague way: "Yes, madam."

Jiang Yue smiled with some relief.

Shortly after she married into the Xiao family, Xiao Liran left home and fled due to disaster relief and misunderstanding investigations. Mrs. Xiao has been dependent on her for many years. One day, she suddenly took a baby boy back from outside, saying that it was the child of the Xiao family's distant relatives. She was adopted by her and she would not have no support for her.

The child was Xiao Mingyan. She was grateful to the Xiao family and love for the child. She had been carefully educated for many years. The needle and thread girl never pretended to be others. Mingyan was successful, but she was just as soon as she got the crown.

It’s a pity that she was weak and now she was even more difficult to bear in winter. She said that this child would marry the legitimate daughter of the Shaoqing family of Dali Temple today, and that as the legitimate mother, she should go no matter what.

Jiang Yue stood up with her support, wearing a cloak, but she still couldn't stop trembling.

Ye Zi held her with some concern, but saw Jiang Yue gritting her teeth and moving off the couch step by step. The door opened, and a gust of north wind came over. She immediately coughed violently, almost coughing out all the internal organs in her stomach.

"lady!"

Jiang Yue patted her hand and signaled that nothing happened. The master and servant stepped on the snow and walked step by step to Liuchuntang where Xiao Mingyan got married.

Unlike the main courtyard where Jiang Yue lives, the Liuchun Hall attracts hot spring water. As soon as you enter the door, a warm and misty water vapor hits you. The courtyard is full of flowers and the red lights are dazzling and lively.

"The eldest lady is here!"

I don’t know if the maid recognized Jiang Yue, who was walking tremblingly, and suddenly shouted, and the whole hall was silent for a moment.

Today's groom Mingyan saw her, his face seemed to be a little stiff and hesitant and shouted: "Mom, it's snowy and windy, why did you come here in person?"

"Why can my mother not be a high-ranking house when she sees him?" Jiang Yue was very happy to see him and stroked the corners of her clothes: "Even if she crawls, she will come."

"Swish-Jiang Yue, you have such a big face. My son is married. What is your turn?!"

A clear female voice came, and a man and a woman came out of the crowd. The man was Jiang Yue’s long-lost husband Xiao Liran, and the woman was Zhao Yantang, the cousin who had been living in Xiao’s mansion before she got married to Xiao Liran!

At first, when she first married into the Xiao Mansion, Zhao Yantang made trouble for her several times, claiming that she was not worthy of being the mistress of the Xiao Mansion. Later, Lord Wen from the Censorate, a friend of the former grandfather, reported to Xiao Liran not to build an inner house, so Zhao Yantang moved out unwillingly.

I saw Zhao Yantang walking towards Mingyan with Xiao Liran smiling.

"My son is all bad for my mother, so she let the old woman come out and cause trouble for your wedding banquet."

"Your son?"

Liuchun Hall was warm, but Jiang Yuehu felt cold. It was the cold air that came out of her bones, almost coagulating her blood.

"What about that?"

Zhao Yantang glanced at her sideways: "Cousin, you see, I have already said that this woman couldn't tell her position at all. She thought she was the eldest wife of the Xiao family, hahahaha."

She looked at her husband beggingly, but saw that the man looked at her with a deep disgust, and he almost treated her as an enemy: "Mr. Jiang, after getting married, do you really think I am a fool?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yue's face turned as white as paper.

Make peace?

"I am particularly kind to be a shameless woman like you, and I am willing to save your life. What kind of face do you have to be Yan'er's mother, and what kind of face do you dare to come here to receive his tribute?!"

Jiang Yue took a step back heavily. It turned out that in Xiao Liran's eyes, he was just a shameless peace in order to save his official hat and life.

She looked at her adopted son who had devoted all her efforts to dodge her, but saw that he also frowned and dodged, as if he was avoiding something dirty.

She suddenly understood!

No wonder the old lady always takes Mingyan out of the mansion for a while every month. She clearly wants to meet his biological mother Zhao. They just want to use their bodies to protect the glory and wealth of the entire Xiao family!

What pity for her without a child, and she is afraid that she will be lonely and helpless when she is old and weak!

But it is because the Xiao family thinks it is dirty!

Xiao Liran's greed for the past year was exposed, and she abandoned her and ran away within three days of her wedding. In order to keep the entire Xiao family, she had no choice but to put down her dignity as the daughter of the Taifu family, and in the end she was so disgusted!

Looking at Zhao Yantang, who was standing with Mingyan in front of her, her husband was full of pride. She felt like an uninvited guest and rashly broke into someone else's house.

Her efforts, her infatuation, and her guilt! It turns out that in the end, they are all making wedding dresses for others!

Jiang Yue closed her eyes and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, and her internal organs were almost displaced. She bent down and tried hard to breathe.

Zhao Yantang's voice came again: "Oh, by the way, Jiang Yue, you don't know yet. Cousin, I found a miracle doctor for the emperor who can cure the heart disease of Concubine Chen! Now Concubine Chen is so happy. The emperor is so happy that he has been appointed as the fourth-rank Yuzhou governor! Look at you now, you are dirty and despicable, and you are not as good as a fourth-rank official as a mistress!"

"puff--"

A mouthful of Yin Hong's blood gushed out of Jiang Yue's mouth, which was the blood in her heart and the end of her life. Jiang Yue felt tired and tired, and there seemed to be Ye Zi's crying in her ears, but it was no longer important. It was just a lifetime that she had never seen through.

The heavy snow fell at some point, slowly covering the scarlet on the ground. The newcomer still sang and meditated, and paid homage to the high hall.

(End of this chapter)
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