After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

Jiang Zhengming's raised whip hung in the air.

With red eyes, Yang pretended to be timid and went up to take the whip from Jiang Zhengming's hand.

Seeing Jiang Shuyue's heroic self, Jiang Zhengming turned his eyes to Jiang Jiaojiao.

"Jiao'er, tell me, whose young master does she have a crush on?"

Jiang Zhengming is certain that his eldest daughter is both talented and beautiful, and has a high spirit. The person she can like must be

Extraordinary.

It's just that this marriage without a matchmaker was something he didn't expect.

"It's brother Yang Mao!"

"puff!"

Jiang Shuyue felt her energy and blood surge, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Jiang Zhengming staggered and his body was about to fall. Yang quickly went up to support him.

"Husband, now that the matter is over, you can fulfill Yue'er's wishes!"

"I also understand that my nephew is not good enough for Yue'er, but Yue'er... alas!"

Yang sighed heavily and swallowed back the next words.

Her maternal nephew was not good at literature and martial arts, so she asked Jiang Zhengming to guide him in his studies. He had already lived in Shangshu Mansion for some time.

Jiang Shuyue accepted the memory of the original owner. Of course she knew what Yang Mao was.

She glanced at the blood she spit out. The blood that had sprayed farthest away was slightly dark.

She took a deep breath, and the tightness in her chest subsided slightly.

She raised her sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of her lips, and looked directly at Jiang Zhengming, without any warmth in her eyes.

"Not him!"

The voice was hoarse and broken.

She clearly remembered that that man had a pair of very beautiful eyes.

Seeing her denial, Jiang Jiaojiao became anxious.

She exchanged glances with Yang and knelt down with a "pop" sound.

"Dad, please punish your daughter! It's all her fault. She helped my eldest sister hide you."

Jiang Zhengming was furious and stared at Jiang Shuyue with scarlet eyes: "Evil girl! I have spent so much time training you, am I just trying to make you commit yourself to something that can't be built up by mud?"

Hearing Jiang Zhengming belittle her nephew in such a way, Yang dared not speak out in anger.

He lowered his eyes and advised in a gentle voice: "Husband, please calm down. Yang Mao hasn't been named to the gold list yet, but he is deeply in love with Yue'er, so you can help them!"

Jiang Jiaojiao pretended to be distressed: "Oh! The matter has come to an end and we can no longer hide it. Sister, don't blame your sister for not helping you hide it anymore. Today's matter is really due to your lack of thinking, big sister."

"Fortunately, my mother is smart and asked someone to carry you back before anyone in the princess mansion found out. If the eldest princess finds out about this, I'm afraid our whole family will suffer."

"Don't worry, husband, I have already issued a silence order. Yue'er's matter will not affect the reputation of the ladies in the house." Yang added without missing a chance.

Jiang Jiaojiao saw Jiang Shuyue looking at her with eyes as cold as ice, and a chill ran up her spine.

"Dad, the eldest sister refuses to admit it. My daughter will call her cousin over now."

Jiang Zhengming waved his hand: "Go and call that evil beast to confront him."

A look of pride flashed across Yang's eyes.

Except for the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, she is the matron of the family, and her daughter has been promoted to the legitimate daughter.

Her natal nephew was able to marry the beautiful Jiang Shuyue, and the Yang family made a profit, killing two birds with one stone.

Without her standing in her daughter's way, her darling's chances of entering the palace would be greater.

Even if her daughter couldn't live in the Jiaofang Palace, even if she could be the lord of the first palace, she would still be satisfied.

Jiang Zhengming looked at Jiang Shuyue with disappointment.

Jiang Shuyue lowered her eyes and thought.

Who is that person?

Based on her many years of clinical experience in traditional Chinese and Western medicine, she concluded that the original owner was in frail health and died due to overdose.

She vaguely remembered that she looked into a pair of starry eyes in confusion.

They were a pair of phoenix eyes that were as bright as stars, and their eyes were blurry, as if they had been intoxicated by the incense of acacia.

Jiang Shuyue thought hard, but there was no more information in her mind.

Seeing that my daughter who once had high hopes did not repent.

Jiang Zhengming was furious.

"Are you going to confess or are you going to deny it? If you are stubborn, I will give you two options."

Hearing that she still had a choice, Jiang Shuyue raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Zhengming, furious, "My daughter has nothing to do with Yang Mao. Qiu Ju can testify to this."

Seeing that Jiang Zhengming didn't believe her at all, she gritted her teeth and said, "Tell me! Which two paths are available?"

As long as her hands and feet are not tied and she sinks into the pond, she is very good at water. It is not winter yet, so she is sure that she can escape in the water.

"First, you marry into the Yang family in a low profile."

"No! Never, I would rather die than marry him." Jiang Shuyue rejected it without thinking.

"Second, there is no more Jiang Shuyue in the Jiang family."

Jiang Shuyue looked confused. What does it mean that there is no more Jiang Shuyue in the Jiang family?

Could it be that he was about to die just after passing through? ? ?

Yang was worried on the sidelines. She knew Jiang Zhengming, his heart was ruthless but his hands were not vicious enough.

I'm afraid he didn't mean to let Jiang Shuyue die.

Jiang Zhengming paused for a moment, then turned to Mrs. Yang and said, "Tomorrow, ask the clan leader to bring the family tree. You will make her your stepmother. Jiang Shuyue will no longer be the legitimate daughter of my Jiang family and will be removed from the family tree."

Mrs. Yang cried with joy: "Master, it doesn't matter whether I am my wife or not, Yue'er..."

Those who didn't know thought she was crying because of Jiang Shuyue.

Jiang Shuyue could see the triumphant look in her eyes.

"Since she refuses to marry into the Yang family, go and ask the housekeeper to prepare a carriage and send her to Zhuangzi before closing the city gate to announce to the outside world that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family has died of a sudden illness."

Yang reluctantly accepted the order and left.

Jiang Zhengming turned around and flicked his sleeves, saying, "Pack up and get out of the Shangshu Mansion immediately."

Jiang Shuyue raised her eyes and her gaze stayed on the spirit tablet of the original owner's mother.

She kowtowed three times to the spirit tablet: "Don't worry, I, Jiang Shuyue, will repay this grudge double."

She seemed to hear a sigh fading away in her ears.

When she kowtowed, she pulled the clothes stuck with blood and flesh, and her back hurt.

She gritted her teeth and stood up with all her strength.

She stumbled out of the ancestral hall. In order to prevent herself from falling, she walked close to the wall all the way.

Passing by the garden, a servant cast a contemptuous look at her, but Jiang Shuyue seemed not to see it.

As soon as she entered Tingyuxuan, Qiuju came to meet her.

Looking at Jiang Shuyue covered in blood, Qiuju burst into tears.

"Miss, that old woman Wang won't let me go to the ancestral hall to see you."

"Don't cry, pack up your valuable clothes and jewelry quickly, we will be sent to the farm outside the capital."

Qiu Ju wiped her tears, and when she turned around, Jiang Shuyue saw blood seeping out of her clothes.

There is no doubt that Qiu Ju was also beaten, but fortunately she was not beaten to death.

Yang Shi is good at dealing with the original owner without being criticized.

The master and servant quickly packed two large bags of clothes, and the valuable jewelry filled two makeup boxes.

As soon as they finished packing, old woman Wang came to urge them.

"Why are you going to the farm with so many jewelry?" Just as they reached the hanging flower gate, Jiang Jiaojiao blocked their way.

There was no one else here, so she didn't pretend anymore, and simply snatched the makeup box from Jiang Shuyue's hand, picked and chose, and chose out the valuable jewelry, leaving only some old-fashioned jewelry in the end.

"Take it! These are all your dead mother's broken things. It's bad luck to let you take them all away!" Jiang Jiaojiao stuffed the makeup box into her arms.

"Master, it's bad! Something happened to my cousin." A servant ran and shouted in panic.