Quick Wear: The male protagonists all fell in love with her at first sight

Chapter 263 The Young Master is Willing to Be a Mistress (8)

Before putting on the act, Jiang Rou had naturally already spoken with Cui Tao. This girl was very straightforward; if she were really bedridden, she would definitely take a knife and go to Su Xuruo's courtyard.

The original intention was to smear Su Xuruo, but unexpectedly, Cui Tao turned out to be a hidden talent. Her tearful and wailing performance made everyone believe that Su Xuruo had really done something to Jiang Rou.

The household was managed by Madam Zhao, who would have preferred Jiang Rou to die, so she would never have called a doctor for her because of this matter.

Every time Cui Tao went to the kitchen to get her meals, her eyes were swollen like walnuts. The maids and servants in the mansion kept their eyes downcast and felt sorry for the poor second young mistress.

Seeing that none of the masters in the mansion came forward, they guessed that the second young mistress would not survive this ordeal, but things suddenly took an unexpected turn.

It turned out that the young master of the manor, who lived a secluded life, was unwell and had called a doctor. He happened to pass by Tingyu Pavilion and heard crying inside, so he asked the doctor to go in and take a look.

Afterwards, everyone said that Jiang Rou was lucky to be alive and that the young master was kind-hearted, but when it came to Su Xuruo, they said that she was a snake and a scorpion.

Hearing this, Su Xuruo angrily smashed two more teacups. She was confined to Zhao's side all day and naturally had to be mindful of Zhao's mood.

Without her mother-in-law's permission, how could she presume to call a doctor for Jiang Rou? If she did, what good would come of it?

During the period of the incident, Madam Xu took Song Xiangning to Songxiang Temple outside the city to offer incense and worship Buddha. They stayed in the temple for seven days and happened to be leaving the mansion when the incident occurred.

Having managed the household for many years, Zhao thought there wouldn't be any trouble, but she forgot that Zhao hated Jiang Rou to the bone.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned, he heard that Jiang Rou had been in a coma for many days and no one had cared for her. If Xie Jingci hadn't happened to be there, she might have died.

Madam Xu's face turned cold for the first time. She had thought that after all these years, Zhao would have become more restrained, but she did not expect her to still act so recklessly.

Jiang Rou's parents are both in the capital. If something really happens, how could their Marquis's Mansion cover it up without leaving a trace? When the reputation of the Marquis's Mansion forcing its daughter-in-law to her death spreads, how can their Marquis's Mansion of Weining maintain its foothold in the capital?

Seeing that Madam Xu's face was turning pale and then red, Song Xiangning quickly stepped forward to comfort her: "Grandmother, please calm down. Second sister-in-law is very lucky and is no longer in danger. This is all thanks to Cousin Xie."

Upon hearing Xie Jingci's name, Madam Xu's expression softened slightly, and her eyes brimmed with pride: "Jingci has always been kind-hearted."

Upon hearing this, Song Xiangning's expression faltered slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. She sneered inwardly; her dear grandmother had always been like this. She had spent many days accompanying her in her spiritual retreat at the temple, yet she hadn't received a single comforting word in return. Meanwhile, the men in the household would receive great praise even for casually picking up something from the ground.

That's all. She's a granddaughter, which means she's still a step away from her own grandson. But she's not even as good as a distant cousin.

Everyone in the manor said that she was favored by the old lady, but who knew that it was because she acted cute and charming all day long? Her parents died when she was young, and she was taken into the Marquis's manor. From that day on, she learned to read people's faces.

The person in front of her was her own grandmother, but she never thought of her in the slightest.

She had reached marriageable age last year, and her cousins ​​of the same age were all getting engaged, but the old lady hadn't mentioned it at all. Thinking of this, Song Xiangning's eyes dimmed.

Although she was young when her parents passed away, she was already old enough to remember things. She knew that her parents had left their entire fortune to her before they died. Her father was a famous wealthy merchant in Jiangnan, and his family was extremely rich.

Song Xiangning suppressed her thoughts and slowly said, "Second sister-in-law has suffered a great calamity this time. Grandmother should make it up to her properly. It would be bad if she were to harm her health."

Upon hearing this, Madam Xu was taken aback for a moment and remained silent. Song Xiangning's eyes held a hint of mockery, suggesting that her anger earlier was not directed at her poor cousin-in-law, but rather at her aunt-in-law for not putting on a good show.

Madam Xu resumed her bodhisattva-like demeanor and said earnestly, "That child has suffered. I'll take some good tonics from my storeroom and send them over later so he can recover properly."

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Jiang Rou, dressed in plain clothes, leaned against the headboard, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. Her face, devoid of makeup, was slightly pale, but instead of looking haggard, it added to her pitiful charm.

Song Xiangning was truly amazed by the beauty in the painting. She had seen her cousin-in-law, who was praised as the most noble lady, but she could not compare to the beauty in front of her.

Her mouth moved faster than her brain, and she blurted out, "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful."

Jiang Rou blushed at her blunt words, but forced herself to remain shy and replied, "You are also very beautiful, sister."

Looking at her delicate and timid appearance, Song Xiangning felt as if she had discovered a new continent. She was always very good at judging people. The woman in front of her exuded harmlessness and still looked like a little girl who had never been born. She did not look like she had been married for three years.

That's true. Her short-lived cousin died young, probably without even having a wedding night. Her cousin's wife is just a young girl.

The Marquis's mansion is full of people, each with their own little schemes, and they all try to beat around the bush when they speak, making it very troublesome to get along with them. But you don't have to be like that when you get along with the person in front of you.

There's no need for guessing each other; what you say means exactly what you mean, and even your voice is more pleasant than others'.

The two got along exceptionally well, and it wasn't until dusk that Song Xiangning reluctantly left. Before leaving, she made a promise with Jiang Rou that they would go out for a stroll after she recovered from her illness.

Looking at the tonics that Song Xiangning brought, Cui Tao couldn't help but smile. This young lady was a good person; she had helped them quite a few times over the past three years.

Seeing Jiang Rou's happy expression, Cui Tao felt a pang of emotion. There weren't many people who would offer help in such a timely manner, and her young lady finally had someone she could talk to.

Speaking of providing timely help, Cui Tao looked at the newly renovated room and was somewhat speechless.

That day, she was acting as usual when suddenly a few people walked in, saying that they were doctors invited by the young master to take a look at Jiang Rou.

During this time, Cui Tao was constantly on edge, fearing that the doctor would discover that Jiang Rou was faking her illness.

Turning around, he saw that the few pieces of furniture in the room were all missing limbs. The man who claimed to be the young master's servant said that he had accidentally bumped into them and all the legs were broken.

Cui Tao was furious. Before she could even speak, the servant said he would compensate her with a new set of utensils. She thought it was just a verbal promise.

Unexpectedly, someone brought over a whole set of fine items that afternoon, including all sorts of ornaments, filling the entire room to the brim.

Recalling that day, Cui Tao could only describe it as breathtaking: the rosewood chair with openwork phoenix pattern, the sandalwood table with flat corners, the peach wood four-panel screen...

These were all wonderful things she had never seen before.

People in the manor fawned on the powerful and bullied the weak. Seeing that someone was backing Jiang Rou up, even her food improved significantly, and she no longer needed financial subsidies.