"Marriage?!" Jiang Wu's eyes widened. She didn't pay attention when she stood up, and accidentally knocked over the tea cup. The hot tea was poured on her hand, which instantly turned red.
Jiang Qingshan clearly saw that she was burned, but he just turned away his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Prince Beirong is only in his weak years now, so he is just right for you."
Jiang Wu was so angry that his chest heaved, but in the end he couldn't hold it back: "Where is the match?"
Jiang Qingshan said: "This matter was decided years ago. Now that you have restored your identity, you will naturally take responsibility. Beirong and I, Daye, have been at war for many years. For this plan, only marriage can stop it. What's more,
What's more, this time it is Beirong who has taken the initiative to ask for the princess. As long as you are willing to marry her, I, Pingxuanhou Mansion, will definitely give you the most generous dowry."
Jiang Wu looked at him, and the tea on the ground splashed onto her shoes.
She originally thought that she had figured out everything in the Marquis Mansion. At best, her identity with Jiang Lu was a little awkward, but she never expected that Jiang Qingshan would recognize her back at the beginning and give her such a big pomp.
In fact, it’s all just for today.
After thinking about it, she calmed down.
She said calmly: "How long has father been planning this matter? Has he already thought about letting me marry Beirong from the first time he saw me? You have few heirs and you are old.
, if you want Pingxuanhou Mansion to maintain its glory for a century, your children must make sacrifices."
Jiang Qingshan frowned slightly, Jiang Wu stood up and walked to his desk, looked at him, and said word by word: "To you, I am not your daughter at all, I am just used by you to continue Pingxuanhou Mansion.
It's just a tool to continue your reputation as Pingxuanhou. You just said that this matter has been decided a long time ago, but it has only been more than a month since I regained my status. The reconciliation between the two countries is a major event. If Pingxuanhou's mansion has been decided long ago, it will be
Not...Jiang Lu?"
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qingshan said angrily.
"Are you talking nonsense? We both know it well!" Jiang Wu was also angry. She waved her hand and smashed a teacup on the desk: "You think you have made the best decision. Beirong is bitterly cold, and Jiang Lu is not healthy.
Weak, if you fall into the water accidentally in winter, half your life will be lost, but I am different. I have been in the market since I was a child, and my health is very good. Even after being married for a year and a half, I will not die."
It was not the first day Jiang Wu met Jiang Qingshan, and she thought she understood this man's indifference, but she had forgotten that the most terrifying thing about Jiang Qingshan's character was not indifference, but selfishness. This man did not love anyone, and he let himself
Is it because I changed my identity with Jiang Lu to protect Jiang Lu? Actually, no.
He was just afraid that Jiang Lu was too weak and would die soon after marrying Beirong. At that time, the purpose of the truce between the two countries would not be achieved, and the emperor might blame him.
Jiang Wu had almost no feelings for him, and he had no talent. He didn't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy or painting. It would be useless to take these things to Beirong. But Jiang Lu was different. Jiang Lu had been raised as a noble girl since she was a child. She learned
The book is a book of etiquette poems. With her good reputation, she can even marry a prince or other prince in the capital, which will be of greater use to Ping Xuanhou Mansion.
He may have thought about it a lot, but he didn't think about Jiang Wu's future.
Jiang Wu lived a miserable life for the first sixteen years. Later, when he was finally recognized, he had to be sent away like an object. What's more, Jiang Lu was weak, Jiang Wu was not a female Vajra, Beirong was bitterly cold, and outsiders could not
It's easy to get sick if you adapt, not to mention that even medical care is not developed there.
Jiang Wu looked at Jiang Qingshan's face that was slightly similar to his own, and suddenly felt tired: "I don't want to argue with you anymore, but you just need to know that I will not marry."
"Humph, you have no fault for this!"
"Whether you can let me go depends on my ability, doesn't it?" After saying this, Jiang Wu suddenly made a move like lightning, clamping the scalpel on her fingertips. The movement was so fast that people could hardly see clearly. Jiang Qingshan
He felt a chill in his ears, and when he looked again, he saw that the thin blade had actually pierced the painting hanging behind him.
"Unfilial daughter!" Jiang Qingshan was furious. He stood up and almost wanted to slap her again, but Jiang Wu was not going to give him this face. He pulled out the scalpel and went out directly.
Now that the confinement has been lifted, she can go out. There is no point in staying in Pingxuanhou Mansion. She took the money bag and said she wanted to go out. The other three maids did not dare to speak. Only Ging Guo was dumbfounded and insisted on going out.
Follow her.
Jiang Wu had no choice but to let her follow.
Jiang Wu actually had no purpose, and didn't even know where to go. But as he walked, he saw a circle of people gathered in the alley over there. They gathered together and didn't know what they were talking about. Jiang Wu frowned, and there happened to be a passerby.
Walking by her, she quickly stopped passers-by with quick eyes and hands: "Brother, I see you are in a hurry. Did something happen in front of you?"
The little brother was a little impatient just now, but after seeing Jiang Wu's face clearly, his attitude immediately changed: "Girl, you'd better not join in the fun. I heard that a girl died last night. She died like this
It's a bit miserable, and people from the government are here."
A girl died last night? This place? Jiang Wu suddenly remembered that when he went out last night, the groom said that there had been several cases of deaths of women in red recently.
Serial murder case? Jiang Wu's eyes narrowed, and he walked over in a few steps. He looked through the crowd and saw that it was a girl in red lying on the ground.
Jiang Wu showed the corpse sign and walked over to check the corpse. Her hands and feet were tied, her complexion was black, and she was about sixteen or seventeen years old. The face of the corpse was barely complete, and there was a very deep strangulation mark on her neck. According to
Judging from the depth of the scars and the surface of the body, it should be mechanical suffocation caused by the neck being tightly strangled.
At this time, there was another commotion from the crowd, and Song Qi, who had just been seen before, actually appeared again. As soon as she saw the woman in red, she whimpered, her legs went weak, and she threw herself directly on the body: "
Mei'er, Mei'er, wake up!"
Jiang Wu frowned and pulled her aside: "Do you know her?"
Song Qi's eyes were filled with tears and she nodded: "She is my good friend, her name is Lu Mei."
Jiang Wu turned over the corpse and examined it. Based on the weather at the scene, rigor mortis, and spots on the corpse, it was comprehensively judged that Lu Mei should have died at Yinshi last night. The scene... The scene had been almost destroyed. It had been snowing last night. Even if it was true,
What traces there are of it have probably been trampled by the footprints of the onlookers now.
Suddenly, the chatter of the crowd stopped, and a shadow suddenly fell over Jiang Wu's head. She looked up and saw Fu Heng, dressed in dark red official uniform, standing with his hands behind his back. Ning Lu and Zhou Xian'en were standing behind him, one on the left and one on the right.
On the side, Ning Lu shouted loudly: "Jin Yiwei is handling the case, and everyone else is waiting to retreat quickly!"