Chapter 172: Contrary Love and Hate

On the day of Prince Shen Jie's marriage in Linzi, the capital was decorated with lights and colorful decorations. Along the streets from the palace to the palace to the two imperial consorts on one side, every obstacle was cleared, and red curtains were hung on the two mile road near the palace.

All civil and military officials attended the banquet.

Even the emperor had gone, and Xie Wei, who usually had very little social interaction, went to the mansion to attend the banquet. Those who had external affairs and could not be personally invited naturally had their generous gifts sent first.

Fang Miao, in the past, was not very prominent among the many accompanying readings in Yangzhi Zhai. She gave a deeper impression as an unprincipled wall grass, where the wind blew and people fell. However, her reason for falling back and forth was not a conflict of interests, but entirely because of her divination. Although others criticized her, she didn't say much.

Now suddenly flying up a branch and being selected as the Princess of Linzi?

Not to mention others, Chen Shuyi, who went to the selection with Fang Miao that day, was the first one to be unhappy. Not to mention that someone personally went to congratulate her, they didn't even give half of the gift. It was all because there was no such person in the capital, such a thing.

Jiang Xuening had a slight fondness for Princess Leyang when she was banned from walking that day. Therefore, she brought herself a gift two days in advance to see her first.

Fang Miao saw her, and her originally worried face immediately smiled and widened.

Firstly, I kept talking about the arrival of a benefactor, and my marriage was deemed inappropriate. Then, without any concealment, I asked Jiang Xuening about Jiang Xuehui's way of life.

Jiang Xuening thought that Fang Miao was going to have a fight with Jiang Xuehui, or be a bit cautious. However, she didn't expect Fang Miao to be greatly disappointed after hearing this. With a regretful tone, she said, "Regardless of whether it's true or false, Miss Er is a cautious older sister. Even though she has a bit of fame and fortune, she won't use all kinds of means like others to make trouble. I was happy for nothing. If she were a powerful person, I would have packed my bags and left. If she didn't get me down, the possibility of her own cocooning and self binding is very high. So, I can eat a soft meal in the royal palace and eat peacefully." "She is so cautious in her words and actions, neither up nor down, but it feels like a thorn in her throat, leaving me unsure of what to do. I hope we can be safe and not interfere with each other!"

Jiang Xuening remained silent.

In her previous life, she married Shen Jie for the highly likely position of empress, so she made Shen Jie happy and did not even have a concubine in the mansion; The Fang Miao of this life is very open-minded. She is about to become the Princess of Linzi, and her biggest goal seems to be to eat and wait for death?

From this perspective, she and Jiang Xuehui probably can't get into a fight.

After all, although Jiang Xuening doesn't like Jiang Xuehui, she has to admit that this older sister has a great sense of propriety in her actions and rarely initiates conflicts with others. Although some things are for her own benefit, she doesn't go to harm others.

She sat at Fang Miao's place for a while again, until Fang Miao's hands itched and she felt her pile of things, wanting to tell her fortune. She finally found an excuse and quickly said goodbye——

If it were in a past life, she would definitely not believe this thing.

Now that people have been reborn, they feel that there are some mysteries in the world. The more so, the less daring she is to tell her fortune. If someone is really criticized for something and it's not a good ending, will the days continue to pass?

It's better not to know anything, chase after everything you want, and grab everything you want to keep.

Fang can be called a pleasure.

After leaving the Fang Mansion in this way, Jiang Xuening continued to prepare for her trip to Sichuan. On the day Shen Jie got married, she no longer went alone to visit Fang Miao. Instead, she stayed in Jiang Xuehui's room after seeing her off all the way to the Wang Mansion.

The dragon and phoenix candles were burning high, and the whole house was covered in red.

But the room is much smaller than when Jiang Xuening got married, and the position is not the main house. There are fewer maids and women guarding outside the door, and if they come together to flatter and please, they are not as enthusiastic and sincere

In the previous life, Jiang Xuening was the legitimate consort of Shen Jie, and at that time, no concubine entered the door on the same day, so there was no comparison in her heart. Now, at first glance, it seems that even if Jiang Xuehui becomes Shen Jie's concubine, regardless of her appearance or fame, she must be short of Fang Miao. If it were her sitting in this room today, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to bear it no matter what, and would have lifted the lid and left.

Jiang Xuehui was very calm.

When the decree of self bestowed marriage arrived at the Jiang Mansion, she already knew what she would face next. Since it is the path chosen by oneself, even if it is not so satisfactory, one must grit their teeth and walk on, without much resentment towards others.

The sound of congratulations outside the house was noisy.

Jiang Xuehui lifted the red cap off her head and gently placed it in the corner of her desk, as if she knew that Jiang Xuening had something to say to her today. She didn't ask why she still stayed here at this moment, just sat at the table, poured a cup of tea and placed it opposite her.

Jiang Xuening stood opposite her and looked at her.

The difference between a legitimate consort and a concubine is no different from the difference between wives and concubines in the common people. In the future, if there are descendants, they will also be divided into legitimate and illegitimate families. This is now reflected not only in the etiquette of marriage, but also in the decoration of the house, and even in the bright red wedding dress of Jiang Xuehui. The gold thread used is not as much as Fang Miao's one. The cuffs are not wrapped in peonies, but only peonies. Even peacocks spreading their wings and wanting to fly are ultimately unable to dance like phoenixes.

Jiang Xuehui smiled lightly and said, "Are you pitiing me?"

Jiang Xuening does not deny that she has some mercy.

But in this life, she didn't try to steal Jiang Xuehui's marriage. It can be said that she let nature take its course, so she didn't actually have a particularly strong feeling about what Jiang Xuehui gained or lost.

It's just a bit sad.

"I didn't intend to come this time when you got married."

Jiang Xuening picked up the tea cup and looked at it. There was a deep blue glazed blue leaf on the edge, which was Shen Jiesu's natural taste. This person is good at everything, but not suitable for being an emperor. If we avoid the disputes of imperial power in this life, should we have a good end?

She smiled inexplicably and then put down the tea cup.

"However, no matter what, Wanniang has raised me and raised me. She is your biological mother, always looking forward to you. Now that you are married, or married to a noble royal family like the Prince of Linzi, she should be the happiest. With both emotions and reason, I should come on her behalf to see and congratulate you."

Upon hearing her mention of Wanniang again, Jiang Xuehui closed her eyes slightly and fell silent.

Jiang Xuening rarely sees Pinghe.

In the past, when she mentioned Wanniang, she always carried a hint of unwillingness and self pity, both jealous of Jiang Xuehui and disdainful towards her, in order to preserve her pitiful self-esteem.

Now that I have decided to leave the capital, I have taken it lightly.

Perhaps it was a two life upheaval that finally allowed her to find something more important than these old stories, right?

She wants to save the princess.

She should look forward.

"In the past, I did envy and hate you. Wanniang stole you and me, and you used my identity, took over my family, and enjoyed my wealth. However, I was not as good as you in anything, clumsy in handling things, easily irritable, and the more I wanted to do well, the less I could do it well. Instead, I was looked down upon by others."

Jiang Xuening took out the jade bracelet from her sleeve.

The living have passed away, but the dead remain.

I can't see any significant difference from when Wanniang handed it over to me before her death.

"But recently, I have changed my mind. I used to not see clearly in the game, but now that I have withdrawn, I realize that your life is so boring. My mother treats you well, but she also constrains you. The whole capital is full of young ladies from big families, and comparing people to others makes people dare not make mistakes. I thought to myself, if I were to enjoy that glory and wealth, occupy that family status, but live such a boring life, being such a cold and thin person, I'm afraid I won't be willing and unwilling to make mistakes."

Today is a day of great joy for Jiang Xuehui, so she has put on exceptionally exquisite makeup.

It's just a bit thick.

Her eyebrows and eyes were covered with makeup, creating a beautiful silhouette. On the contrary, all her genuine expressions were pressed under her makeup, showing a suppressed and dull dullness.

Jiang Xuening gently placed the bracelet with Tian Qingyu on the table between the two.

A bracelet, like a distinct boundary, separates two people.

She said calmly, "Before Wanniang left, she held my hand and insisted that I give you this bracelet. On the day she left, I held onto this bracelet tightly and cried for two or three nights. When I saw you in the capital, I thought, even if I died, this bracelet wouldn't be given to you. But now I know that there are other people in the world besides Wanniang. Even if Wanniang hates me, there are still others who care about me and need me. I can't accept my past fate. She doesn't deserve me, but I deserve her."

Wanniang's last wish from the previous life has been fulfilled in this life.

After speaking, Jiang Xuening seemed to have nothing else to say.

She didn't have much interaction with Jiang Xuehui at first, so she turned around and had to leave.

The room is quiet.

Jiang Xuehui's gaze fell on the bracelet for a long time, slowly holding it between her fingers, her tentacles feeling icy cold.

I wanted to laugh, but I found tears in my eyes.

She tugged at the corners of her lips, only realizing that the world was truly absurd: Jiang Xuening hated her, envied her, and made things difficult for her. But in her position, how can we not make mistakes?

No matter what you do, it's just wrong.

There is no need to argue over which one is better or worse.

There was a muffled bang.

Jiang Xuening only walked to the door when she heard it. She was shocked and turned around to see that it was Jiang Xuehui who picked up a high-quality inkstone from the side and smashed it hard!

The Hetian Qingyu bracelet suddenly fell into pieces.

The broken broken jade lay in the corner of the table, silent and silent.

Jiang Xuehui had no unnecessary expression on her face. She numbly wiped away the tear that had slipped onto her cheek, threw down the square inkstone, and said, "Everyone has their own destiny. I am already this kind of person, so you don't have to have any expectations for me anymore. I am well behaved, and no matter how much she loves me, she is just a stranger I have never met before."

"..."

Jiang Xuening looked at her pitifully for a long time, but in the end, she didn't say a word and went out.

In the Wang Mansion, wine and wine were mixed and guests were bustling around.

In this world, right and wrong are often difficult to distinguish.

Lovely hate but very direct.

===Kunning Section 218===

She doesn't know if Jiang Xuehui is right or not. Anyway, she can't say she hates this person, but she just can't like it.