When Jiang Qiushui returned to Jiang's mansion, the whole person was a little confused, his waist had been confined for too long, his legs were a little weak, and his mouth was gnawed painfully and swollen.

It was noon when I went to Qi Jin's Mansion, but it was already evening when I returned to Jiang's Mansion.

Even though he pretended to be like a smiling tiger who was moody and moody, in the end, he was a young man, Wen Xiang Nephrite couldn't hold back his emotions, but he was inexperienced, Jiang Yushui wanted to dominate several times and guide him to slow down the pace, but Qi Jin instead grabbed her hand and pressed her tighter, not listening to her at all, and kissing her fiercely with just one instinct.

It's as if venting some kind of emotion.

Jiang Yushui only felt reluctant to be separated indefinitely as soon as he determined his feelings, and he struggled to no avail, so he could only rely on him.

As everyone knows, Qi Jin, who had just regained her composure at this time, was in a complicated mood.

He claimed to have mastered Jiang Haoshui's every move and Xia Hao's every move, and exposed Xia Hao's face directly in front of Jiang Qiushui, originally swearing that everything Xia Hao did was in vain.

When and where did Jiang Yushui have a different kind of affection for Xia Hao, and he didn't notice it at all?

Recalling the shock and shrinkage of Jiang Yushui at the moment when facing Xia Hao, Qi Jin's heart seemed to flash some kind of guess between the calcium carbide sparks, but it was fleeting, and it was too fast to catch it.

Qi Jin pursed her lips, her mind difficult to calm down.

In front of him, the young girl was lying in his arms and was kissed by him, her eyes were red, and a pair of charming eyes stared at him without threat, Qi Jin rolled in her throat a few times, sighed, and couldn't help laughing.

……

As soon as Jiang Yushui stepped into the door of the mansion with one foot, his head was covered by a piece of cloth.

As soon as she tried to fight back, she heard Taki'er's voice, so she gave up the struggle and let the maids lead her into the room with her head covered.

All her clothes had been stripped off, and the cloth that had covered her was thrown into the brazier and burned to the ground.

Without exception, everyone in Jiang Mansion must burn all the clothes on their bodies whenever they go out and return to their homes, so as to avoid being careless and brought into the house by the plague and dyed to others.

This was Lee's idea.

In the days that followed, whenever they went out, everyone of them wore veils to cover their faces, and some would wrap their heads in cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Jiang Qiushui stayed at home, and every once in a while he could hear the news brought by the subordinate from outside.

I heard that with the help of Zuo Xiang's daughter, the spread of the plague has been greatly alleviated.

I heard that the Seven Princes came forward to persuade and appease the displaced people outside the city, and even paid for them to distribute food out of their own pockets, so that they were no longer anxious and anxious to enter Beijing.

I heard that the first people infected with the plague died, including His Royal Highness King Yu, and his side concubine Jiang Yunyi, Yuzhou is now disheartened, and the imperial court has to send officials to lead the overall situation.

I heard that when no one in the court was willing to stand up, the Seventh Prince, who had not recovered from his serious injuries, took the lead and was willing to go to Yuzhou to appease the people.

I heard that the current queen mother completely collapsed after receiving the news of the death of King Yu, and ran to the front of Emperor Nanfeng to cry all day long, and after being sent back to the palace, she was abused endlessly.

Heard......

Jiang Qiushui held his chin and looked at the gradually melting snow outside, digesting what had happened in just a few dozen days.

Suddenly hearing movement outside, Jiang Yushui stood up and walked outside.

Since the separation, Jiang's mansion has locked the door of the mansion and no longer sees guests, and she is a little curious when she suddenly hears the movement from outside.

At the first glance of Jiang Ling, Jiang Yushui almost didn't recognize it.

Compared with the separation, Jiang Ling has lost a lot of weight, and the civilian clothes in the past now look a little wide on his body, his cheeks are sunken, his beard is slaggy, and his hair is combed very casually.

After his cloudy gaze touched Jiang Yushui, he suddenly became energetic, his eyes widened angrily, as if he was about to breathe fire, and rushed towards her.

The subordinates didn't know whether to stop or not, and looked at it hesitantly.

When his hand was about to land on her, Jiang Yushui dodged and avoided it.

Faced with his menacing appearance, Jiang Yushui felt displeased.

However, before her words of questioning could be spoken, Jiang Ling took the lead in speaking.

"Ginger trouble! You're so vicious! ”

Regarding his uncle's attitude of suing the wicked first, Jiang Yushui smiled instead of being angry, and raised his eyes to look at him, "I don't understand what you mean." ”

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth, "Two days ago, Ziang died!" You dare to say you don't know?! ”

Sure enough, it's for this.

Jiang Qiushui recalled the thoughts that had been interrupted before.

I heard that Jiang Ziang didn't survive and died on a cold winter night.

But what does this have to do with her?

Was she the one who caused Jiang Ziang to contract this plague?

"What does it matter to me that he's dead?"

Jiang Ziang is his only son, because his son died, so he ran to her to vent his anger?

What is the reasoning of this.

"I went to Meng Xiyun many times, wanting to beg her to treat Ziang, but I couldn't see her every time."

Jiang Qiushui thought to himself, I haven't seen her face for a long time.

Jiang Ling's words changed, "I heard that you met before she asked to enter the quarantine area. ”

"So you think I told her in advance not to treat Jiang Ziang?"

Jiang Yushui took over with a smile.

It's just outrageous.

"Isn't it?" Jiang Ling asked rhetorically.

Her uncle, she can't help but think too highly of her.

Jiang Xuanshui sneered, "You think too highly of Jiang Ziang, he deserves my attention, and he specially explained to Ah Wei?" ”

If she wants to take his life, she doesn't know how many opportunities are in front of her, where do you need to make such a big detour?

However, Jiang Ling, who was in extreme anger, obviously couldn't listen.

Seeing her humiliate his dead son, Jiang Ling's anger reached its peak.

Originally, Jiang Chengcheng and the Lin family said that Jiang Qiushui killed Ziang, but he couldn't believe it, thinking that after all, he was a cousin, so he shouldn't be able to do this.

Now the reality is in front of us.

He was demoted several levels of officials in a row, became a laughing stock in the court, and was ridiculed and ignored by the people.

Not long ago, the eldest daughter died.

Now even the only son is dead.

A touch of unbearability appeared in Jiang Qiushui's eyes, looking at this middle-aged man who had not been seen for a few months but was haggard and aged ten years old, he sighed silently, and he couldn't say any more.

"Ling'er!"

The old lady came from a distance on crutches, and before the person arrived, the voice came first.

Jiang Ling trembled, shame welled up in his heart, he had no face to see his mother, turned his head, and ran away quickly.

Looking at his back and running away, Jiang Qiushui was in a complicated mood.

"How did he turn around and run! Alas......"

The old lady sighed helplessly.

When she heard that her own granddaughter had poisoned her tea, and that her own son not only knew about it, but also acquiesced, she was genuinely distressed and disappointed.