The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort - 30. Jiang Susu

One night passed.

From the early morning of the second day, there were all kinds of noisy noises in the temple, the door was slammed, and Li Mi’s voice was a little anxious: “Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang!”

Jiang Ruan propped himself up from the bed, and while instructing Bai Zhi to go out and take a look, he quickly put on his clothes. When he put on his coat and went out to watch, a strong smell of blood came upon his face.

Seeing that Jiang Ruan was okay, Li Mi sighed and asked nervously, “Is it okay, Miss?”

Jiang Ruan looked at him suspiciously: “My lord asked like this, but what happened?” After saying that, he looked behind Li Mi, turned his head with an exclamation, and said with a little fear: “This…”

The snowy ground was full of corpses, with blood flowing all over the ground, like the Xiuluo field that had just gone through the slaughter, and the Bai Zhi people hurriedly stood in front of Jiang Ruan.

Li Mi shook his head: “The thief came here last night. This is the case this morning. I’m afraid that Miss Jiang will have an accident. Fortunately, nothing happened.”

Jiang Ruan frowned: “Then… why am I okay?”

“It shouldn’t be for you.” Li Mi said with a grimace: “It may be an ordinary revenge, but it did not hurt the innocent. I have to stay and investigate this matter. Miss Jiang, where is the duty, sorry, I have to stay today. Coming down, the remaining distance is not far, and Xiao Ma will escort you back to Beijing.”

Jiang Ruan hurriedly replied, “I don’t have to worry about me, my lord, but the matter here is important. Life is at stake. The murder happened here. It is bound to be impossible for everyone in the temple to get out of the relationship. I don’t know if I can help.”

Seeing her sincere feelings, Li Mi said with relief: “Miss Jiang is worried, this matter has nothing to do with Ms. Jiang. You must check it out in the monastery. Ms. Jiang should leave early. Don’t delay your return to Beijing. The hour.” This is true. Although everyone in the temple has a reason to be doubtful, Jiang Ruan is the one who needs no doubt. On the one hand, she just passed by accidentally to stay here. On the other hand, the corpses all over the ground were written by martial arts people. The massacre last night did not disturb anyone in the temple, indicating that the murderer was martial arts, let alone Jiang Ruansi. A weak woman.

Having said that, it would be troublesome to ask to stay. Jiang Ruan ordered Bai Zhi to clean up, and followed Wang Yushi on the carriage to bid farewell to Li Mi.

The rest of the journey was already very close to Beijing, and at about noon, the carriage arrived at the gate of the capital.

Dewdrops have passed through the capital from the future, and curiously opened the corner of the carriage curtain, and exclaimed: “This is the capital. I always heard people say that the capital is prosperous, but now it is true and beautiful!”

Bai Zhi and Forsythia also looked outwards. They had been away from Beijing for five years and returned to Beijing again. There was only unspeakable excitement in their hearts. They were happy for Jiang Ruan to arrive, and there was a kind of excitement of suffering. Jiang Ruan was not as happy as they were, and slowly raised a corner of the curtain on her side, just to see a black horse wiping the carriage and stupid, that horse is a rare BMW, and she couldn’t help but watch it more. With two eyes, there was only a faint figure from the back when she looked again, and she felt that the figure on the horseback was unparalleled.

Jiang Ruan smiled faintly, and looked around. The streets in the capital were bustling and the crowds were rubbing shoulders, which coincided with the memory. I remembered that when she left Beijing to go to Zhuangzi, she was also a Daixiao carriage, and a few lonely entourages left Beijing just like that. Once she came and went, it was a lifetime, but when she came again, she was no longer the same she used to be.

She raised her head, and the wind outside slowly came to her face, feeling the little winter breeze in the capital. Forsythia was thinking that Jiang Ruan would not let down the curtain to catch cold. When he turned his head and saw the expression on Jiang Ruan’s face, he couldn’t help but be shocked. He only felt that her girl’s eyes were cold and cold. Although she didn’t have any expressions, she felt extremely cold. The breath, like an evil spirit returning from hell, makes people shudder.

When the carriage arrived not far from Jiang’s mansion, Wang Yushi parted ways with Jiang Ruan. Now he has just participated in Jiang Quan’s book, and he is very disdainful of Jiang Quan, let alone see him. So he asked Xiao Ma to drive the car, and sent Jiang Ruan and the others back to Jiang’s mansion, and left by himself.

The closer you get to Jiang’s Mansion, the more tense the Baizhi in the carriage. Jiang’s Mansion may mean a better life for them, but it also means the beginning of a struggle. On the contrary, Jiang Ruan looked at the calmest one, only he knew the turbulent hatred in his heart.

Jiang’s Mansion is located on the most prosperous street in the capital. Because of the news, the young man informed that Jiang’s mansion wanted to come out to welcome this Jiang’s prostitute. When Jiang Quan was not there, Xia Yan came out to meet him, the emperor’s wrath. Then, the rumors of the common people can only show that the Jiang mansion attaches great importance to the daughter of the Jiang family, and then the turmoil can be gradually calmed down.

Some of the people saw Xia Yan and the maid and went out in person, and understood the ins and outs of the matter. Some people stood at the gate of Jiang’s mansion and didn’t leave. Xia Yan didn’t order Jia Ding to drive them away. The more people there were, the easier it was to bear a testimony.

The horse-drawn carriage gurgled, and finally stopped at the gate of Jiang’s mansion.

“The eldest lady is back!” a woman standing next to Xia Yan said loudly. Suddenly, a gentle smile appeared on Xia Yan’s face.

The crowd of onlookers looked at the carriage curiously. Jiang Ruan’s behavior in the court has spread throughout the capital. Everyone wanted to see how this high-righte and fateful daughter of the Jiang family looked like.

Two maids came down quickly from the carriage. One maid helped to lift the curtain after getting out of the carriage, while the other maid stretched out his hand to help the person in the carriage.

“Big sister!” A surprised voice rang, and a white-clothed girl walked out from behind the gate of Jiang’s mansion. This girl was about ten years old, but she was already born with a national color and heavenly fragrance, like an ink painting, her eyes seemed to be covered. Clouds, a rouge-embroidered lily coat skirt with white brocade, lined her fair skin more like jade, and her lips were pink like cherry blossoms. The most beautiful thing is a mole under her eyes, which is charming, like a fairy in the cloud. There were no ornaments on her body, only two emerald ribbons on her body. The straight teacher felt that her heart was softened, and she was pure and refined.

Someone recognized that Jiang’s eldest daughter was not favored. Few people knew Jiang Ruan’s name, but no one knew Jiang Susu’s name in the capital. The jewel in the palm of the Jiang family, with outstanding beauty and talent, makes him the best in Beijing.

With this stunning little beauty on the side, fewer people looked at the carriage.

“Girl slow down.” A crisp voice suddenly remembered in the carriage.

Suddenly, a Qianqianyu hand stretched out. This hand is white as jade, looking at the unbearable, soft and boneless appearance, it is just a hand, but somehow, it only teaches the people present to feel relieved, and the gaze attracted by Jiang Susu actually returns again. Go to the carriage.