A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 10 Long time no see, Aunt Zhao

After leaving the Xihua Gate, they saw Jiang's carriage parked at the base of the wall. Two young men stood upright beside the sedan chair. After seeing Jiang Fengqing and the other three, they quickly stepped forward to say hello: "I have seen the second young lady and Jiang Fengqing." lady."

After saying that, one of them walked to the carriage and knelt down respectfully, waiting quietly for Jiang Fengqing to get on the carriage.

Jiang Fengqing looked at it and was stunned. It turned out that she was so unruly and domineering in her previous life, and she didn't take these maids and servants into consideration at all. The person in front of her was just a stepping stool to help her get on the sedan. She usually hit and scolded her servants.

No wonder he ended up in that situation.

"What's wrong, Feng Qing? But you don't like this servant?" Mrs. Jiang comforted softly: "I'll use it for today, and I will send him to do rough work tomorrow when I am my mother. Stay far away from you so that you don't look like an eyesore. .”

The boy who was used as a stepping stool was shaken to a pulp, and his head was about to sink into the ground.

Jiang Fengqing sighed softly and shook her head helplessly, "He made no mistakes, so there is no need to send him away."

It seemed that some things could not be changed in a short while. Now she just wanted to sit in the carriage and have a good rest.

After all, she still has a tough battle to fight when she returns to Jiang Mansion.

She supported Xiaoying with one hand and grabbed the carriage frame with the other. She stepped on the young man's back with her foot and quickly got into the carriage. In order to make the young man suffer less, she tormented her. After a while.

After Jiang Fengqing got on the carriage, the boy stood up and stood in front of the horse. After Mrs. Jiang and Xiaoying got on the sedan, they drove towards the Jiang Mansion.

As soon as the curtain of the carriage was lowered, Jiang Fengqing relaxed and leaned against the wall of the carriage, her eyes half-squinted, and her brows showed a bit of fatigue.

Mrs. Jiang and Xiaoying looked very distressed. Xiaoying comforted her softly: "Miss, close your eyes and rest for a while. The slave girl will call you when you get to Jiang Mansion."

Not long after she closed her eyes, a cold and clear voice sounded in her ears: "What day is it today?"

In the darkness, Jiang Fengqing seemed to have returned to the small room with the iron chain through her collarbone. Through the crack in the door, she saw Jiang Fenghua's charming face and his vicious eyes.

The two people's eyes met, and she saw Jiang Fenghua raise her lips and forcefully pull out a smile. Her lips collided up and down, as if she said something. Jiang Fengqing recognized it carefully and said, "Qiaofu, take it over and show it to her."

She turned her head slightly and found that Jiang Fenghua's maid, Qiaofu, was holding a tray covered with black cloth. She opened the door and walked towards her step by step. As she walked, she said, "Go back to the queen, today is the third day."

Jiang Fengqing's eyes widened instantly and she stared at the tray in Qiaofu's hand. What was under the black cloth? Is it one of her relatives' ears? Or how many fingers?
  No! No! She didn't dare to think about it any more!
  She stared blankly at Qiao Fu getting closer and closer, and murmured in horror: "Don't come over... don't come over!"

The car suddenly shook violently, the horses screamed, and the horses' hooves hit the ground.

Jiang Fengqing woke up suddenly, straightened her body, looked at the car floor with hollow eyes, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Feng Qing! Feng Qing is dreaming?"

Jiang Fengqing turned her head and looked at Mrs. Jiang blankly, then turned to look at the worried maid Xiaoying, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, you were crying 'Don't come over' just now, but did you dream of something terrible?"

Jiang Fengqing shook her head absentmindedly and murmured softly: "It's all over..."

"Why isn't the carriage leaving? Is it at the door of the mansion?" Jiang Fengqing frowned, lifted the curtain of the sedan and looked outside.

The carriage just arrived at the busiest market in Lin'an City. There were rows of houses on both sides, with teahouses, wine shops, butcher shops, and waiters from the bun shop coming in and out. The charcoal fire was crackling in the stove and the steamer was steaming.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, but there was a tacit understanding of one thing. When they saw Jiang's carriage, especially the carriage with a peach blossom embroidered with gold thread on the sedan curtain, people consciously moved out of the way, as if to avoid it. Like a plague.

This allowed their carriage to move smoothly.

The young man driving the horse outside the carriage straightened his back instantly and stuttered his words: "Hey, back to Miss, there was a tall man who accidentally bumped into the carriage just now, and then rolled away and crawled away..."

Jiang Fengqing opened her mouth in astonishment: "Are you so scared?" He even rolled away and ran away. How scared were you?

Xiaoying curled her lips, Miss Emotion didn't know.

"Keep walking, don't stop in the middle of the road and block the way." Jiang Fengqing stretched, her body swaying gently with the car.

After a while, the sedan chair stopped steadily at the door of Jiang Mansion, with waves of sand and mist splashing up.

"But Feng Qing is back?"

Before Jiang Fengqing got off the carriage, she heard a gentle voice full of worry.

She curled her lips and smiled, her eyes showing the coldness.

Long time no see, Aunt Zhao.

Seeing that Jiang Fengqing was silent, Mrs. Jiang quickly responded outside and helped Jiang Fengqing get off the sedan.

As soon as Jiang Fengqing's feet landed, her arms were gently supported. Zhao Wantang stroked her cheek with worried eyes, and touched her clothes a few times with concern, "My son suffered a lot in the palace. My clothes are still wet now."

As she said that, she gave Mrs. Jiang a hard look and said, "You don't even give Feng Qing any clothes to change into. You are so incompetent as a mother."

"Feng Qing, tell my aunt quickly what happened in the palace. My aunt heard that you accidentally fell into the pond and even the emperor was alarmed."

Aunt Zhao seemed to have her whole heart attached to Jiang Fengqing, but she calmly pushed away Mrs. Jiang who was originally following her.

Xiaoying hurriedly helped Mrs. Jiang to stand upright, rolled her eyes at Aunt Zhao with a look of confusion, and muttered in a low voice. After receiving a warning look from Mrs. Jiang, she shut up and followed Mrs. Jiang politely.

Aunt Zhao is well-proportioned and slender, but she looks like a girl in her late twenties despite being almost thirty years old.

The jade dragon and phoenix hairpins are inserted into the bun on the head. A pair of willow-leaf eyebrows are well-proportioned and silky. The sharp chin and slender phoenix eyes look at Jiang Fengqing with a smile; the skin is as delicate as the brown brocade made of the bright moon bird's golden fur. Wearing a cluster of green bamboo, she wore two white jade bracelets on her white jade wrists, which made a ringing sound as Aunt Zhao moved.

At first glance, she looks like a gentle woman from a scholarly family.

Zhao Wantang was a woman that her father brought home when she was five or six years old. It is said that my grandfather gave this woman to his father after seeing that his mother had been married for many years and only gave birth to three daughters, none of whom were boys.

When her father returned home, he explained to her and her mother that Zhao Wantang was just a maid assigned to him by his grandfather, but it didn't take long before he made this 'maid' his wife, then his concubine, and finally gave her to her. She was adopted into an innocent family and became a good concubine. If it weren't for the laws of the Northern Kingdom that prohibited divorce at will, I'm afraid she would have been her father's second wife.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengqing's expression darkened. In her previous life, she didn't learn that Zhao Wantang was engaged to her father until just before the ceremony. They fell in love at first sight.

However, Zhao Wantang's father was involved in the famous murder and beggar case because he participated in the third prince Nangong Rui's seizure of the legitimate son. In the end, Nangong Rui failed to seize the legitimate son. The female family members of the Zhao family over the age of 16 were turned into prostitutes, and the men were all sent to the frontiers to suffer hardships. Working in the fields, some died of illness and exhaustion along the way, and the rest died within a few years after arriving at the border.

I just don’t know how this orphan of the Zhao family escaped, how she hooked up with her grandfather, and how she was sent to her father.

Dad also deliberately concealed Aunt Zhao's identity, and only announced that she was his maid when she was brought back to the Jiang Mansion.

"You kid, why don't you speak?"

Aunt Zhao patted the back of Jiang Fengqing's hand with some concern, frowned slightly, and her tone was full of distress: "Why, after I came back from the palace, I felt a little dazed. I was far less lively than before. I seemed like a different person." .”

Jiang Fengqing stopped, turned her eyes, and then smiled weakly at Zhao Wantang, leaning her head on her shoulder and saying coquettishly: "Auntie, Fengqing is so unlucky today! I thought it would be hard to get into the palace. I also went to visit the legendary imperial garden, but the blind concubine insisted on bumping into me. It was just that she fell into the pond, and she also pulled me into the water. It was really unlucky!"

"Concubine? But Concubine Yuan? Did you knock Concubine Yuan into the pond?"

(End of this chapter)