Chapter 35 Revenge

Jiang Xuehui looked at her quietly, with a hint of sigh hidden under her dark eyes. After a long time, she said, "You've been waiting for me to ask, haven't you?"

Jiang Xuening, however, seemed to have not heard her and instead instructed the maid in her room, "Mei'er, why don't you go and bring me a cup of tea? The conversation is long, but we need to speak slowly."

Mei'er was so angry that she couldn't speak.

However, Jiang Xuehui exclaimed, "Go get it."

Mei'er was suddenly shocked and shouted directly, "Big girl!"

Jiang Xuehui ignored.

Mei'er then held her breath and viciously gouged out Jiang Xuehui before turning around to serve tea.

Jiang Xuening then smiled and said, "Sister is really good tempered."

Jiang Xuehui only said, "After all, getting angry can't make you leave me. So there's no difference between having a good temper and a bad temper."

This is really something that Jiang Xuehui can say.

She was like this in her previous life.

Despite being bullied by her, she still maintains a dignified demeanor, as if nothing is enough to make her angry. But if a person lives in this world and doesn't even have a temper, it doesn't seem like a real person.

Jiang Xuening listened to her words and walked leisurely around her room, looking at the exquisite beech bed, the carved lacquer lotus dowry, and the freshly smoked dresses

She also has these things.

But Jiang Xuehui's was given by Meng Shi, and she was snatched by herself.

"You really don't seem like Wanniang's daughter at all," Jiang Xuening gently picked up a bracelet made of red agate from her dowry. "As far as I can remember, Wanniang was a very temperamental person. We lived in a village back then, and because we were kicked out of the mansion, many people bullied us and said some gossip. I was very afraid. But she will come out of the house, stand under the eaves, smile and curse back one by one

Jiang Xuehui closed her eyes slightly.

But Jiang Xuening's voice kept ringing in her ear: "You can't believe it, can you? Even in such poor mountains and rivers, she always dresses up beautifully, even with the worst quality makeup. She can calculate accounts, read books, recite poetry, and curse. She doesn't talk to those village women because she never treats herself like them. Even other people's children come to play with me, she doesn't allow them.". She told me that I am not the child of a farmer in the countryside, I am different from others. At that time, Wanniang was the most unique, beautiful, and powerful woman I could see... "

Jiang Xuehui has always lived in this bustling capital city.

She had never seen life in the countryside before, nor could she imagine the crude appearance of the village men and women there, nor could she imagine the scene of a woman standing under the eaves laughing and cursing at others

Huafu cuisine, qin, qi, calligraphy and painting.

This is what she is familiar with.

And everything that Jiang Xuening tells is unfamiliar to her.

"When I was a child, I played in the yard, catching dragonflies and folding peach blossoms. Occasionally, Wanniang would sit on the steps under the eaves and look at me, and sometimes she would stand behind that small window and look at me. At that time, I only felt that Wanniang's posture and appearance were really beautiful; when she grew a little bigger, I could feel that her gaze at me was actually very different, always in a trance, always in a daze, as if thinking of something else."

At this point, Jiang Xuening's voice suddenly became somewhat mocking, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, as if this could suppress a faint bitterness in her heart.

Others say that Wanniang is the concubine of a wealthy family, and I am the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family. Anyway, it was from a wealthy family. I thought that Wanniang might want to return to the capital. So one day, when Wanniang looked at me with such eyes again, I ran in and took her hand, saying that it was okay for the government not to let her return to the capital. One day, I will take her back and buy her the best rouge and clothes, so that others can no longer bully us

Even though she was reborn, this memory was already a long, long time ago for her, and she thought she had almost forgotten it.

When Ke Zhen said it, it was vividly remembered.

Jiang Xuening even remembers that day, Wanniang wore three buns and hung an old red coral earring on her soft earlobe

"When she looked back at me, she seemed to be moved. I was very happy. But then, her gaze suddenly changed, and she pushed me away. Do you know what Wanniang told me?" Jiang Xuening put Jiang Xuehui's red coral bracelet on her slender wrist, lowered her eyes, and admired it. "She told me to go, and even said I was a slut. She told me to go back to the capital alone if I wanted to."

Her skin is very white, complemented by the excellent texture of red coral, like a patch of snow.

Jiang Xuehui felt a shocking sensation from this extreme color difference.

This bracelet looks good.

Unfortunately

Like Wanniang, neither belongs to her.

Jiang Xuening suddenly felt the coldness of nowhere to hide and laughed, "Wanniang used to be very kind to me, and I don't even know why she scolded me. I held myself wrongly and sat under the eaves crying, thinking, maybe Wanniang hates the capital, so she's afraid that I won't want her when I go to the capital; maybe Wanniang hates my father's lack of affection, that's why she scolded me as a lowly person. How ridiculous, how pitiful?"

Staring at the bracelet for a while, she still took it off.

Then he walked back to Jiang Xuehui and took her hand to put it on her, with a warm expression on his face: "It wasn't until four years ago, when I found out about my background and looked back on everything in the past, that I understood why she scolded me and why she looked at me with that kind of gaze..."

Jiang Xuehui slowly clenched her hand, feeling that when the red coral bracelet was placed on her wrist, it felt like a string of soldering iron had landed on her skin, causing her voice to finally tremble with a subtle and imperceptible sensation: "Enough, don't talk anymore."

Jiang Xuening, however, continued as if she hadn't heard her. "Look, how unfair it is in heaven. Even though we were replaced, we should have everything that each other should have, and at least I should have a share of everything. But unfortunately, Wanniang knew that I wasn't her daughter, her true daughter was in the capital; and my biological mother happened to not know that you were not her daughter. She raised you as her own daughter, pouring in more than a decade of love.". So, not only did I not have the liking of my biological mother, but I also did not have the liking of Wanniang. You're enjoying their love, everything, but I... "

I have nothing.

She seemed to hear the wind blowing from the trees in the mountains again from her heart, sweeping away everything and leaving nothing behind: "So whatever you have, I will have it; whatever you have good, I will snatch it. But there is something that I cannot snatch in this life. Wanniang was thinking of her own daughter before she died, and I was jealous of her, but you disdain it..."

With a loud bang.

Jiang Xuehui's face finally turned cold, and she suddenly stood up, tore off the bracelet she had previously worn on her wrist and threw it onto the table. She asked in response, "Why do I care? Why bother? If you're jealous, you can't get it; but what you're jealous of may not be what I want."

Jiang Xuening looked back at her.

Jiang Xuehui's voice had a rare coldness: "Although Wanniang is my biological mother, I have never seen her even on one side, let alone her malicious intentions that deliberately replaced you and me, which led to all the later events. All the pities stem from hatred. Sister Ning, you are a person who is passionate and willful, but I cannot. I was raised by my mother since childhood and learned to protect myself with wisdom. However, when asked about Wanniang, I owe her kindness."; I owe my mother's care when I ask about Wanniang's matter. Why should I put myself in a disadvantageous position when I cannot achieve both goals no matter what? In the past decade or so, my mother has been nurturing me with great care. Even if she has wronged you, she has not wronged me. How do you want me to be ruthless enough to hurt her? "

At this point, she also showed a hint of sadness.

He sat down again dejectedly and said, "I know there is now a gap between you and your mother, but when you first returned to the mansion four years ago, your mother also wanted to compensate you. But you always mention Wanniang, but you don't obey the discipline, poking her painful feet everywhere. Even if you feel a lot of guilt, it's worn away, and she keeps reminding her of Wanniang. I tried to persuade you, but you hate me too, and you don't listen."

Without a doubt, Jiang Xuehui is a smart person.

But this kind of intelligence always makes Jiang Xuening feel cold: "At the end of the day, not everyone can do the same as you. Weighing the pros and cons in everything, coldness is almost cold-blooded."

Jiang Xuehui said, "So it's natural for you to hate me, and I never retaliate against you."

Jiang Xuening couldn't help but burst out laughing, as if she had only truly met her today.

I remember my past life and present life for a while.

She looked at her and murmured in a daze, "Why didn't I realize before that you were the one who made the queen?"

This voice is too low, so light as if talking nonsense.

Jiang Xuehui didn't hear clearly.

But this did not prevent her from making an order: "I have said so much today, and I think my mother will also have to endure for a while. She has been suspicious of me for a while now. You are feeling good now, should you leave?"

Jiang Xuening said, "It's time to go."

After just taking two steps outside, she stopped and looked back at her with a deep gaze: "I always dream of meeting Wanniang at night. But you haven't seen her, so you probably can't dream of it, right?"

After finishing speaking, he smiled and turned around to go out.

Jiang Xuehui sat inside the room, only looking at the scattered string of red corals, and lowered her gaze without saying a word.

*

When Meng woke up the next morning, she learned from the maidservant beside her that Jiang Xuening had been sitting and talking for a long time in Hui'er's room last night. She was so angry that she trembled all over and smashed the tea cups in the room.

He even cursed several times.

She asked someone to call Jiang Xuening to "talk", but Jiang Xuening was too lazy to respond.

Returning from the palace, I was indeed very tired and had a dreamless sleep that night.

When the people from Meng's side arrived, she was draped with a hot handkerchief over her face.

When she heard that Meng called her, she only smiled and her voice mixed with hot air floated up, blurry and light, saying, "Today I want to treat guests. I also made an appointment with Prince Yan later, and I'm afraid I won't have time to greet my mother. Please tell my mother to be more polite to me in the future and not try to manipulate me too easily. Otherwise, I have the ability to call her beloved 'daughter' that everyone in the capital knows about her background..."