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

"They say they don't do anything wrong and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Could it be that Miss Jiang has done something wrong before?" Qiu Ju asked, glaring at Jiang Jiaojiao fiercely.

"You are a cheap maid. How dare you insult me? Come on! Let me tear your mouth apart!"

The maid on the side pulled Jiang Jiaojiao and reminded her that she was outside, not in the Shangshu Mansion.

Then he gave another wink and said to Jiang Jiaojiao: "Second young lady, calm down and don't argue with a crazy girl. This young lady just looks a bit like the dead eldest lady."

Jiang Jiaojiao quickly calmed down her expression and nodded slightly to Jiang Shuyue: "I'm sorry, I got the wrong person. You do look a bit like my dead eldest sister."

Jiang Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Jiang Jiaojiao with interest, "How did your eldest sister die? Where is she buried?"

After getting angry, Qiu Ju saw that the young lady was calm and composed. She knew that Jiang Jiaojiao was going to be teased as she knew the young lady well.

Seeing Jiang Jiaojiao's face flushed from holding back and unable to say a word, Qiu Ju felt extremely happy.

She was very cooperative and asked with an exaggerated expression: "Hey! Wasn't your eldest sister killed unjustly?"

Jiang Jiaojiao's personal maid scolded: "You girl are so rude. You always say that the dead are the most important. How can you talk like that?"

"What did I say? Miss Jiang, don't be a coward and explain it quickly?" Qiu Ju yelled back without showing any signs of weakness.

In terms of loudness, Qiu Ju has never lost to anyone.

Jiang Jiaojiao's head had turned into a jar of paste.

The mother said that she sent people to chase her for more than a hundred miles. The people in the village said that it was not peaceful outside. Maybe the robbers entered the village and kidnapped both Jiang Shuyue and his servant.

She and her mother calculated several possibilities.

He felt that if Jiang Shuyue was outstanding in appearance, she would be taken away and raped by gangsters, and then she would be disgusted and sold to a brothel.

Yang also sent people to check Jiang Shuyue's uncle's house, but there was no sign of her.

She was not seen back in the capital for several years, and everyone suspected that she had been tortured to death.

what to do?

Jiang Jiaojiao glanced in the direction of the meditation room involuntarily.

This small movement fell into Jiang Shuyue's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Jiang Jiaojiao, please stop pretending. Since I have been expelled from my family and erased from the family tree, I will no longer have anything to do with the Shangshu Mansion."

As he spoke, he held his head high and strode towards the Zen room.

Jiang Jiaojiao was shocked when she saw the direction Jiang Shuyue was going.

"Jiang Shuyue, since your father has announced that you are dead, you should stay away and not come back to disturb us?"

In desperation, Jiang Jiaojiao stopped pretending, lifted up her skirt and caught up to block Jiang Shuyue's way.

"Bah!"

"Who do you think you are? The capital belongs to Jiang Zhengming? Why are you still so shameless? Why don't you drive the emperor out of the capital and let Jiang Zhengming be the emperor? How good would you be as a princess?"

Jiang Shuyue is not the original owner, she has no father-daughter affection for Jiang Zhengming, and there is no pressure to fight her.

"You...you will be beheaded for your disrespectful words."

Jiang Jiaojiao was so angry that she was shaking all over.

In the past, Jiang Shuyue could not say such naughty words. She was not mentally prepared and she was speechless for a moment.

She was criticized by Jiang Shuyue for what she said just now. If someone hears it and spreads it to the palace, her father will have a bad life in the future.

It's possible that the emperor found a reason to confiscate the Shangshu Mansion.

The emperor was furious because the tax money could not be collected, but Jiang Jiaojiao had heard her father complain when he came home.

"Miss Jiang Er, my lady has nothing to do with your Shangshu Mansion. Even if you are beheaded, your family will not be affected. In the same way, the Shangshu Mansion is disrespectful to the emperor. It has nothing to do with my lady if your family is confiscated and your family is exterminated."

After Qiu Ju finished speaking, Jiang Shuyue smiled faintly and said, "Miss Jiang, please give way. You and I have nothing to do with each other. What do you mean by repeatedly blocking my way?"

With that said, he was about to leave from Jiang Jiaojiao.

Qiu Ju rolled her eyes, "A good dog doesn't block the way!"

Jiang Jiaojiao watched Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju walk to the meditation room.

"Second Miss, what should I do? Mrs. Wu is still in the meditation room at this time. She knows the eldest miss."

Jiang Jiaojiao also had no idea, and a feeling of powerlessness arose spontaneously.

She shook her head and said: "I don't know what to do. She has returned to the capital and has attended so many banquets at other people's houses. She knows many more officials' wives and ladies than I do. Sooner or later, I will not be able to hide this matter."

Jiang Jiaojiao thought of Mrs. Wu's reaction when she learned that Jiang Shuyue was still alive. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move forward for a while.

"Caiyan, help me quickly. Let's go back quickly. The only solution now is to ask my father to talk to her and let her settle the matter of resurrection from the dead."

Jiang Jiaojiao's body was shaky, but Caiyan quickly supported her.

If he had known this, he should not have snatched the makeup box from her hand when she was kicked out of the house. Jiang Jiaojiao regretted it.

If she had continued to pretend to be sisters, and if she pulled Jiang Shuyue to say something nice now, Jiang Shuyue would definitely listen to her mercy based on her past temperament.

Jiang Jiaojiao came to offer incense today, but in fact she came here to find out what Master Huiyuan said to the Wu family.

She saw Mrs. Wu following Master Huiyuan into the Zen room. There was a young novice waiting outside the Zen room. She could not get close, so she could only leave in a hurry before Mrs. Wu saw her.

Unexpectedly, I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today, so I wasn't happy, but I was shocked to death.

With Caiyan's support, Jiang Jiaojiao hurriedly went down the mountain.

Qiu Ju looked back and saw Jiang Jiaojiao leaving in a panic. She said angrily, "If we weren't in the pure land of Buddhism today, I would have scolded her!"

"Don't worry, it's not worth it. She was so flustered just now. She will be restless when she goes back." Jiang Shuyue's lips curled slightly, and she continued to walk forward without stopping.

In the Zen room, an old man in a monk's robe, a thin monk, sat on a cushion.

Opposite him sat an old lady with silver hair. She was Mrs. Wu.

Mrs. Wu was dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, with jewels and gems. Although she was old, perhaps because she had been full of ambition and took good care of herself, she looked rosy and did not look old.

Master Huiyuan took a look at the two engagement letters in front of him, put his hands together, and spoke professional terms that people could not understand.

After hearing this, Old Lady Wu also put her hands together and asked devoutly: "Master, please tell me frankly, is this woman's fate really good for her husband? Is there any conflict with my grandson's fate?"

The eldest daughter-in-law told her the most about how good Jiang Jiaojiao's fate was, how dignified and virtuous she was, and how proficient she was in all the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The eldest daughter-in-law had a very good character, but she was too soft and often made mistakes in managing the backyard.

Old Lady Wu did not believe everything the eldest daughter-in-law said, so today she came to ask Master Huiyuan in person.

Master Huiyuan twisted his Buddhist beads, "Amitabha, monks do not lie, this woman's fate looks good, but unfortunately..."