Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Ji Xin buried these things in his heart for many years and never revealed them to others for fear of having an impact on Jiang's family.

Now, after all the stories are told, it suddenly opens up and the big stone in my heart falls.

It was difficult to speak about it, not to mention saying this to Qinghe's daughter. He was a little embarrassed and avoided sight.

Jiang Jingshu's eyes were calm, but she didn't feel anything.

I even felt sorry that if my mother had been with Lord Ji earlier, there would not have been so many things in the future.

Think about it. It's ok now.

Mother and left. Lord Ji didn't marry alone. It's not a gift from God. What's the marriage.

Jiang Jingshu brightened her eyes, raised her eyes and said, "why didn't lord Ji remarry later?"

Ji Xin's face is bitter. He doesn't want to marry another woman. Even after a few years, his memory is full of gentle and beautiful people, not to mention that he is disabled and doesn't want to harm women like flowers and jade.

Ji Xin shook his head and told him faintly.

Jiang Jingshu's inner favor added a point.

"You don't have to tell your mother about it. If it's past, let it pass..."

"Why? Don't you want to solve this misunderstanding?"

"What's the point now?" Lord Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Even if the misunderstanding is solved, it won't change. I hope your mother will live a safe life and never be hurt again."

Behind the screen, Jiang shuddered slightly.

From the initial shock waves to the final calm, she slowly loosened her kneaded handkerchief.

"Mother, she will know hou Ye's mind." Jiang Jingshu said and smiled.

Lord Ji smiled bitterly, "it doesn't matter. If you need the help of the Hou house in the future, you can directly mention it. I owe Qinghe too much... That's all I can do for her."

"Thank you, marquis."

Jiang Jingshu nodded and thanked sincerely.

Her heart still had doubts about who dared to assassinate Hou Fu and who attacked Ji Hou ye on the night agreed with her mother.

But the mother is still hiding behind the screen. It's not good for her to worry about some things.

Jiang Jingshu poured a cup of tea for Ji Xin. "Today, thank you for your kindness and solving my doubts for my little girl. This cup of tea, my little girl respects my Lord!"

Ji Xin raised his teacup, nodded slightly and drank it all in one mouthful.

Finally, when he left, he looked deeply at Jiang Jingshu, "you and your mother were very similar when they were young..." his look recalled and looked at another person through Jiang Jingshu.

Jiang Jingshu just smiled faintly and didn't speak.

The guard pushed Ji Xin away, and Jiang Shi, hiding behind the screen, came out.

"Mother worked hard..." Jiang Jingshu took her mother to sit down. Jiang's body had just recovered and improved. She must be tired after standing for so long.

Jiang Shi glared at Jiang Jingshu and wanted to scold him seriously. However, when he spoke, he couldn't say anything.

Jiang Jingshu smiled with a smile in her eyes. "Did my mother hear it?"

After a meal, Jiang's face flashed an unnatural red, "you naughty, you invited the Marquis to talk nonsense."

"Where is nonsense? This is not to untie my mother's heart knot these days!"

Jiang's words were choked. When did her daughter become so articulate?

Jiang Jingshu hugged Jiang's arm, leaned her coquettish head against Jiang's shoulder and said, "doctor Tao said that only when the knot in her mother's heart is untied can her condition be cured. Her daughter is worried. It's the only way to think about it..."

"You..." Jiang's look softened and raised his hand to touch Jiang Jingshu's hair.

"My mother doesn't care about anything. The past has passed. In the future, as long as you live well, my mother can relax..."

Jiang Jingshu heard this and raised her face, "but her daughter wants to see her mother happy."

She wanted to blurt out that if her mother was still thinking, why didn't she continue with Lord Ji?

Jiang Shi seemed to see through her thoughts, lowered his eyes, stroked her face and said, "you are my mother's lifeblood. When I was in the Lin house, my mother was looking forward to you to live, both before and in the future."

"We shu'er want to find a good husband and get married... Instead of being dragged down by this useless mother."

Jiang felt guilty.

Because she was separated from master Lin, she would let shu'er bear the same curse as her and be pointed at. If she marries again, what will the world think and where will shu'er's reputation be placed.

In her life, she only hopes that shu'er will be stable and happy and find a good husband. She doesn't expect anything else.

"Mother..."

Jiang Jingshu is distressed. Her mother has been bitter and unhappy all her life. Unexpectedly, she cut off her future happiness because she took care of her in the end.

She held her mother tightly and made up her mind that she wanted her mother to be happy no matter what the secular world thought.

The next day.

The door of Jiang's house was knocked.

The gatekeeper went to open the door and saw a young man dressed up and carrying a bamboo basket. "Who are you looking for?"

"The little one came to deliver cakes to the young lady."

"Send cakes?" the doorman raised his eyebrow. He didn't hear that elder sister and elder sister ordered cakes from which shop.

After a while, the words spread to Jiang Jingshu. "Pastry?" she was a little surprised, but the next moment she remembered something and asked someone to put the pastry giver in.

A smart looking young man walked into the hall with a bamboo basket. "I've seen Miss Jiang!"

Jiang Jingshu's gaze as like as two peas on the bamboo basket, and the basket was exactly the same as that given to him by the time, when she knew the place where the people came from.

"Miss, these are fresh cakes just made..."

The boy opened the bamboo basket. There were exquisite and delicious snacks in it. The fragrance overflowed.

"I remember the West Street pastry shop didn't sell these style snacks..." Jiang Jingshu raised her eyes, looked at the boy and asked with a smile, "where did you buy these?"

"This......" the young man's eyes dodged. The Marquis just ordered him to deliver the cakes, but he didn't let him reveal the details!

"Look at the pastry making techniques. It should be the traditional snacks in the south of the Yangtze River. Lord Ji has a heart."

"Yes! What about the cook that Hou ye brought from Jiangnan!" the young man said. After saying that, he found something wrong and stared at Miss Jiang.

Miss Jiang is smiling. Her heart is like a mirror. She knows everything.

Like a needle in his back, he quickly put down the bamboo basket and said, "the cakes have been delivered. The small ones will go back first!"

When the boy left, Jiang Jingshu waved her hand and asked Ping'er to take cakes to her mother.

Jiang Shi, who used the early meal, was making a needle and thread. Mother Zhao came in, put down all kinds of pastry plates and said, "madam, this is from the miss. Take a break and have a taste."

Jiang put down the embroidery and smelled the refreshing sweet and greasy smell. The smell was familiar and recalled.

She went over and twisted up a cake to taste.

"Mother, how does it taste?" I don't know when Jiang Jingshu came in and sat next to Jiang.

As like as two peas of laughter, Jiang's eyes smiled with a trace of remembrance. "The taste is very good, so that the mother can remember that pastry sold in the south of the Yangtze River not far from the government is exactly the same."

"Yes, it's really the same!" mother Zhao nodded.

"At that time, my mother was greedy and pestered mammy Zhao every day to buy some... I didn't expect to eat in the capital after so many years."

"I remember my wife likes this plum blossom cake best!"

The house was so happy that Jiang seldom smiled.

Ji Hou ye still remembers what his mother likes to eat, and even specially invited a cook from Jiangnan, which shows that Ji Hou Ye has a mother in his heart.

Jiang Jingshu made up her mind that good people like Lord Ji couldn't find lanterns and couldn't miss them.

……

In the afternoon, lengxue sent a message for adults. Without delay, Jiang Jingshu went directly to Ning thatched cottage.

"How? Did you find out?" Jiang Jingshu took off her cloak and put it aside. There are two braziers in the hall, which are very hot.

Ning LUOQI knew that she was afraid of the cold and ordered to heat the house in advance.

"There's news, but... What do you do for Lord Cha Ji?" Ning Luo seven picked his eyebrows.

"There is a very important thing."

Jiang Jingshu's face was serious and very serious.

"Oh?" Ning LUOQI's voice lengthened. He had never seen Jiang Jingshu care about a person so much, and even let lengxue send a message all night to let him explore the news.

This made him a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Jingshu didn't think much. She always felt that the assassination of Lord Ji was not so simple. For the happiness of her mother, she had to thoroughly investigate the matter, so she specially asked Ning LUOQI to investigate. Unexpectedly, Ning LUOQI thought wrong directly.

Ji Hou Ye is unmarried. Although he is disabled and has to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, anyone who wants to marry Ji Hou ye can row out three streets.

Jiang Jingshu looked at him eagerly and waited for him to speak.

Ning Luo Qi pursed his lips, saw Jiang Jingshu's black eyes, sighed, and all the unhappiness in his heart disappeared.

He said faintly, "the attack on Lord Ji is really strange. It doesn't seem to be done by mountain bandits."

"Not a mountain thief?"

"Those mountain bandits were well-trained and deadly. They killed four guards around Ji Hou. Ji Hou himself was not weak. He was no ordinary person who could draw with the town general at that time and hurt him.

And the strangest thing is that the mountain bandit didn't kill Lord Ji, but just abandoned his legs. It's really surprising. "

After hearing this, Jiang Jingshu frowned, "you mean... Those people didn't want the life of Hou ye, just wanted to waste his legs?"

Ning LUOQI nodded faintly.

"What are you doing with his legs?"

Jiang Jingshu couldn't figure it out. Lord Ji was just an idle Lord. He didn't become an official in the imperial court. He shouldn't provoke any enemies. Who wants to hurt him?

"One more thing." Ningluo said seven times.

"When Lord Ji was in the capital, he had an engagement with the prime minister's house. Later, he went to Jiangnan. When he came back, his legs were disabled, and the prime minister's house withdrew his engagement."

This is not a glorious thing. Under the deliberate suppression of the prime minister's office, the wind has not spread. Ning LUOQI learned about it by chance.

If the attack on Lord Ji was related to the engagement of the prime minister's wife at that time, there would be a conspiracy.

Jiang Jingshu frowned deeply and her thoughts were confused.

Ningluo seven raised his eyes to see her and said faintly, "it's time to say now? It shouldn't be a temporary intention to inquire so carefully."