Jiang Mengqian wanted to say something else but Jiang Mo pulled her back to the room. Grandma Jiang patted Su Ziqi's hand gently and said, "My child, don't be angry. I'll have fetal force later."

A smile appeared on Su Ziqi's face, "It's okay, grandma, I'm not angry."

Grandma Jiang nodded and shook her head, sighing helplessly, "What a debt, what a debt."

Su Ziqi didn't know how to comfort Grandma Jiang, so she could only stay aside and remain silent.

Grandma Jiang also played a role in this matter.

Jiang Huazhu, a child adopted by the Jiang family, in that war-torn era, I don’t know whether she was lucky or unlucky to be adopted by the Jiang family.

Jiang Huazhu, whose real name was Qiu Jieyi, was born in a large and scholarly family. She was influenced by writing and writing since she was a child.

When she was ten years old, her whole family was massacred, and only she and her maid survived after being hidden in a wine cellar.

The Qiu family and the Jiang family have been close friends for generations, and Qiu Jieyi's father also joined the army with Jiang Zhongjian's father, and they were both comrades in arms.

When they learned that the Qiu family had died, people from the Jiang family came here sick, only to discover that it was too late and that the Qiu family had already died inside and outside the house.

After the search, they found Qiu Jieyi and her maid in the wine cellar, who had been hiding for two days.

Qiu Jieyi didn't speak for several days after she was rescued, and she didn't answer when asked her name.

At that time, Jiang Zhongjian was already a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. Boys of any age always mature very early.

Since Qiu Jieyi refused to speak, he gave her a name. After thinking about it, he gave her the name Jiang Huazhu.

Huazhu, Huazhu, return the pearl to you.

When Qiu Jiezhen heard the name, she smiled slightly.

The name Jiang Huazhu was also known in the Jiang family.

The two of them lived under the same roof. Jiang Huazhu's calm and clear temperament deeply attracted Jiang Zhongjian, and he fell in love without realizing it.

Jiang Huazhu is generous and decent in her work, and the elders of the Jiang family also like her very much. They feel that marrying her to an outsider is not as good as marrying her to a member of the family.

So sometimes Jiang Zhongjian would joke that Jiang Huazhu was the daughter-in-law adopted by his family elders.

Jiang Huazhu just laughed it off every time she heard this joke.

The young and energetic Jiang Zhongjian only had one woman like Jiang Huazhu around him, so when he saw Jiang Mengqian, Jiang Zhongjian began to feel confused.

At that time, Jiang Huazhu had already given birth to a son named Jiang Wenye.

If Jiang Huazhu is a domestic white lotus that is pleasing to the eye, Jiang Mengqian is the rose that blooms in the mountains with dazzling colors.

Between the two outstanding women, Jiang Zhongjian began to lose his way and was hesitant in his heart.

Jiang Huazhu had just gotten married, so if he had to tell his family that he wanted to take a concubine, he would probably be slapped again.

Thinking that Jiang Huazhu and Jiang Zhongjian had given up on this idea in their hearts, they became increasingly indifferent to Jiang Mengqian.

He did not expect that Jiang Mengqian would get her drunk and have sex, so when Jiang Mengqian came to the door with his children ten years later, he looked surprised and surprised.

But the expression on Jiang Huazhu's face was much calmer. She calmly welcomed Jiang Mengqian and Jiang Mo into the house and discussed with the elders in the family how to arrange their mother and son.

Jiang Zhongjian didn't say a word during this period, and Jiang Huazhu didn't lose his temper.

Under Jiang Zhongjian's influence, Jiang Huazhu seemed to have never lost her temper because of anything, not even this matter. Instead, she handled the matter in an orderly manner.

Jiang Zhongjian blamed himself in his heart. He was young and energetic at that time and he shouldn't have been like this, but he never told Jiang Mingzhu because of his face.

Until later, Jiang Mengqian came to him late at night and said that she saw Jiang Huazhu and his servants in the woodshed.

Under the guidance of Jiang Mengqian, he went to the woodshed and saw Jiang Huazhu and a servant tugging.

When the servants saw the crowd surrounding them, they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Only Jiang Huazhu calmly arranged her clothes and looked at Jiang Zhongjian calmly, without a trace of guilt in her eyes.

After learning about this, Mrs. Jiang asked Jiang Zhongjian to divorce Jiang Mingzhu and bring Jiang Mengqian in with a large sedan chair.

Jiang Huazhu, on the other hand, was locked in the woodshed, listening to the hustle and bustle outside with an indifferent expression.

Jiang Wenye, who was already fifteen years old at that time, inherited all Jiang Huazhu's advantages and was calm and indifferent.

Jiang Huazhu was released from the firewood shed by him. She had never shed tears before and looked at the brightly lit Jiang house.

There used to be her best memories there, but now they are in pieces, and there seems to be nothing left to cherish.

She was a person who had died long ago, so she had already seen through all this.

Jiang Huazhu knelt down and gently touched Jiang Wenye's cheek, "I'm afraid your life in the Jiang family will be difficult in the future. Don't forget the etiquette I taught you. Only if you are strong will others not bully you."

After seeing Jiang Wenye nod, she smiled heartily and pulled Jiang Wenye back to the room.

The hustle and bustle outside was directly proportional to the coldness of her room. Jiang Huazhu put on the white dress Jiang Zhongjian bought for her from the store. She had never worn it once because she loved it. She was afraid that the dirt on the ground would stain the white dress.

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She actually wanted to talk to Jiang Zhongjian, but when she remembered the angry expression on his face and the indifference in his eyes, Jiang Huazhu stopped.

Standing in front of the door of their new house, their past came to mind.

Jiang Zhongjian treated her very well, allowing her to regain warmth after experiencing life and death.

There is a limit to how warm you can be. Just like the changes in the four seasons, warm sunshine is followed by severe cold.

So when Jiang Mengqian brought Jiang Mo in for the first time, she already knew that her spring had passed.

How could the eldest daughter of the Jiang family settle down in a concubine's room?

Jiang Mengqian has her pride, and Jiang Huazhu has Jiang Huazhu's pride.

Jiang Huazhu stood outside the room with a sincere smile. How could her innocence be tarnished? People who have lived in a scholarly family since childhood regard their reputation as more important than their life.

She was able to risk her own life to prove her innocence, and even made Jiang Zhongjian remember her in his heart for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, the smile on Jiang Huazhu's face became even stronger. She had never wanted to plot against Jiang Zhongjian as much as she did now.

Jiang Huazhu exited the courtyard and walked to the stone bridge where the two fell in love. White snow was falling in the middle of the night. Her thin shirt and long white skirt blended into the moonlit night. There was no room for stain in her life.

The scream that crossed the night sky seemed to be the voice of her maid Xiao Zhang, and the last thing that hit my ears was the "gurgling" sound of water pouring into my ears non-stop. The lake water was freezing cold.

There seemed to be this figure under the pool. Jiang Huazhu opened her eyes and seemed to see Jiang Zhongjian beside her, hugging her tightly. She also seemed to see Jiang Zhongjian carrying her onto a white horse. She turned pale with fright, and seemed to hear something again.

Jiang Zhongjian’s hearty laughter.

It turns out that the two of us have so many memories, but it's a pity that we won't be able to hear him laughing anymore.
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