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Jiang Xi said calmly, "Rest assured, Your Highness, I am not trying to use today's goodwill to exchange for a chance to return. I simply have some matters to attend to."
As soon as Yin Ye stepped into the shop, she couldn't help but speak up, "What Lady Jiang is really saying is that she wants to escape from the palace, right? Your master has been sincere with you, yet you show no gratitude at all. Do you really think that Huo Xingwen is worth anything? You must be blind to let go of..."
"Pearls are chosen over Yew."
Fong Yang coldly interrupted, "Shut up."
Yin Ye resentfully closed her mouth, her face still showing signs of dissatisfaction.
"Yin Ye is right," Jiang Xi smiled faintly. "I was indeed blind before... to abandon pearls for Yew."
Yin Ye was taken aback, staring at Jiang Xi in disbelief. She actually agreed with my words.
Before today, Jiang Xi had been causing a ruckus in the Regent's Palace, desperately wanting to escape. But after waking up today, she would actively kiss the Regent, speak sweetly, smile brightly, even injure her own arm and frame Sister Bai Lianhua, as if she had seen through Jiang Yue's true nature and no longer wished to associate with her.
Yin Ye's first reaction was that Lady Jiang must have been possessed today. Still puzzled, she asked, "Since Lady Jiang has said so, why are you still eager to go back?"
Jiang Xi chuckled lightly and explained, raising her head slightly with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes. "Your Highness should know that my mother is a merchant's daughter. Her status is not comparable to that of noble families, but our family is well-off. My father, who was once a poor young man with a penchant for pleasure, relied entirely on my mother's dedication and support to rise to the position of Chancellor in just ten years."
Fong Yang remained silent but nodded slightly. He knew this was true; Jiang Xingzhi had thrived among the powerful and had fully supported the new emperor during the prince's power struggle largely due to his wife's substantial wealth.
"My father has now become a prominent figure—a Chancellor—but he has long forgotten the promises he made to my mother when they were poor. He has forgotten her deep affection and loyalty and constantly belittles her for being a merchant's daughter filled with the smell of copper. He despises her for not matching his status and beauty while continuously bringing concubines into the household, even wanting the women he keeps outside to enter the main residence."
Yin Ye scoffed disdainfully and said, "The Chancellor is truly scum—ungrateful, heartless, and devoid of conscience. I despise him."
Jiang Xi smiled faintly. "That’s why I need to go back; I cannot allow my mother to be bullied."
Yin Ye nodded subconsciously. "Lady Jiang is right; we can't let bad women enter the house."
Then he paused, immediately rebutting loudly, "No, you can't go back! What about my lord?"
Jiang Xi lowered her gaze towards Fong Yang, who was quietly and carefully bandaging him. The handsome Fong Yang had his lips tightly pressed together, and it was easy to see his gloomy mood, as if he had suffered some grievance.
Jiang Xi shook her wrist, which Fong Yang had tied into a bow, and spoke softly, "I live in Jinlan Courtyard at the Prime Minister's Residence in the East Courtyard. If my lord wishes to see me, he can come find me anytime."
"Lady Jiang actually no longer dislikes avoiding her master." Yin Ye was both surprised and delighted. "Does this mean my lord can sneak into her chamber like a flower thief?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he met Fong Yang's cold glare.
Yin Ye shrank his neck and obediently closed his mouth, retreating outside.
Jiang Xi glanced at her arm.
Although Fong Yang was a noble prince, he was also a general who had led troops into battle. It was inevitable for him to get injured on the battlefield, so his skills in treating wounds were quite good.
He spoke slowly, "Now that I live in the prince's residence, it is not proper for me or beneficial to my reputation. Once I handle my family matters, if my lord is willing, he can come to the Prime Minister's Residence to propose."
Fong Yang suddenly looked up at Jiang Xi, as if probing the truth behind her words.
Yin Ye, standing outside the screen, perked up. "A proposal? Lady Jiang has indeed been stimulated. No, no, this surprise comes too suddenly; it might be a trap. I need to stay calm. What is Lady Jiang really planning? She wouldn't be trying to sweet-talk my lord while plotting against him, would she? If that's the case, it would be too despicable. My lord must be firm and powerful; she has no reason to repeat her mother's tragedy by ignoring what my lord dislikes."
At this moment, Jiang Xi only wanted to reassure Fong Yang, so her words were particularly sincere—true feelings that emerged after she woke up.
Previously, she had been causing trouble; now she had come to realize that she wanted Fong Yang to let down his guard and believe that she wasn't trying to escape.
In fact, this was something Jiang Xi worried about unnecessarily.
Fong Yang had always complied with her requests, except for leaving the Regent's Palace. Previously, Jiang Xi had never bothered to make any demands of him; her only insistence was to escape the Regent's Palace, which was precisely what Fong Yang would not allow.
At this moment, her initiative to lower herself and speak was already a surprise for Fong Yang, signaling a promising beginning for the two of them.
Regardless of whether her words were heartfelt or if she had other motives, Fong Yang would not refuse her.
Yin Ye couldn't help but speak up again, "By the way, Master, what should we do about the Second Lady Jiang? Should we send her back to the Prime Minister's Residence?"
Fong Yang smiled lightly. "What for? She doesn't live at the Prime Minister's Residence."
"Then where should we send her?" Yin Ye muttered to himself. "If she stays in the palace, we'll need someone to take care of her."
Jiang Xi suddenly interjected, "How is her injury?"
Yin Ye thought for a moment. "The force of your kick could have taken down a seven-foot man in an instant. Fortunately, you held back seven parts of your strength; it’s likely just broken limbs. She might end up disabled."
Recalling the previous relationship between the two sisters and worried that Jiang Xi might be upset, he quickly added, "But you can't blame Master. Seeing the girl injured made him anxious..."
Jiang Xi interrupted him with a slight smile. "I understand. Since she’s injured, let’s temporarily send her to Huo Xingwen's residence."
"Send her to Huo Residence?" Yin Ye found it hard to comprehend Jiang Xi's decision.
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