Mugunniang pretended not to notice the bitter intention in Jiang Wenyu's eyes, and instead smiled and changed the subject. She said to Jiang Wenyu: "The other day, Mugen helped you investigate something. He said there was a clue, and this is what he said: 'East is rich and west is noble, East City has many new and strange things. When you have the chance to go out again, take a longer route and head to East City to take a look. Maybe you'll find what you're looking for.'"

  Jiang Wanju's eyebrows and eyes relaxed as she listened to Mugen Niang's words. She had only recently come to understand that, apart from the imperial palace, people in Ningchao's capital city secretly divided the city into four sections. Jiang Wanju, who was not well-versed in such matters, could only partially comprehend many things. She looked at Mugen Niang and asked, "Niangniang, does our family live in the East City or West City?" Mugen Niang glanced around cautiously before saying, "This is not something to be asked casually. As officials in the imperial court, everyone in the household must be mindful of their words."

  That Dongcheng is a place where the rich gather, it's home to famous shops and top merchants. Xicheng over there is where all the old aristocratic families and high-ranking officials live. The Jiang family mansion is in Nancheng, slightly closer to Xicheng, which is also considered a pretty good area." Mu Gen Niang carefully introduced everything to Jiang Wanru, finally sighing and saying "Miss, if not for Old Master's early passing when he was young, the Jiang family should also be living in Xicheng now."

  Jiang Anhe's grandfather was a second-grade official before his death and is a legendary figure in the Jiang family. The current ancestor is his re-married wife, who heard that his first wife died early without children, with elderly parents at home, and had concubines and illegitimate children, it was a chaotic time, and the ancestor married into the Jiang family to take charge of the Jiang family's household affairs. After entering the Jiang family, she gave birth to two legitimate sons and one legitimate daughter in succession. Especially, she could be filial to her husband's elder relatives, comfort the concubines and illegitimate children, and win the trust of the elderly at the same time.

  Her rich dowry and clever social skills helped Jiang Lao Da Ren achieve the legendary feat of becoming a second-grade official in his youth, relying solely on his family's literary reputation. After Jiang Lao Da Ren's early passing, people not only mourned but also showed special respect for her. The Jiang family seemed to decline with each generation after Lao Da Ren's death. When the Jiang family servants reminisced about the past, they couldn't help but think of the old master and wonder what would have happened if he were still alive, and how prosperous the Jiang family could have become.

  Mugennei finished speaking and looked up to see Jiang Wanyu smiling in her eyes. She felt a bit embarrassed, rubbed her head, and said to Jiang Wanyu: "Everyone says so, sometimes I think it's true too." Jiang Wanyu thought about how the old ancestor refused to meet her, but was very good to her stepmother and her two sons and daughter. Jiang Wanyu felt that there was a transfer of emotions from the old ancestor. She put herself in others' shoes and sometimes couldn't blame her stepmother for being intolerant of Yu Xi and herself.

  Miss, don't go to the east city easily. That's a place where people judge by appearance. If you want something, let me find it for you." Jiang Wanru smiled and looked at her, saying: "I'll disguise myself as a young servant to check out the place for my master. Any store with discerning eyes won't reject me." Mugen Niang heard this and felt a sour taste in her mouth, whispering: "A while ago, the eldest miss took the second and fourth misses to the east city's ready-made clothing stores. I heard they were helping the eldest miss pick out her wedding dress and also preparing for the second miss's marriage."

  Jiang Wanru heard a faint smile, her own marriage would be the chicken rib of the Jiang family in the future. When Jiyuan came from outside the courtyard, she glanced at Mugen Niang and Jiang Wanru, and said with a tense expression: "I saw Xiaojie's wife taking the doctor to Yu Niang's place." Jiang Wanru's face turned gloomy, if it wasn't for her serious illness, the doctor wouldn't have come at this time. Mugen Niang stood up, looking at Jiang Wanru and said: "Don't worry, I'll get the news later, when sending food, I'll ask Jiyuan to tell you."

  Muguniang thought for a moment and still felt uneasy, speaking in a low voice to Jiang Wanting: "Miss, Auntie doesn't want to see you for the time being. Don't force yourself to go see her. If she's extremely angry or ill, it would be very bad for both you and her." Jiang Wanting slightly stood up, looking at her and saying: "Nanny, are you busy? I have a plan in mind, I won't go disturb Auntie."

  Mugunai went out, pulling Jiyuan into the courtyard and whispering a few words. After Jiyuan came in, she looked at Jiang Wanyu with some embarrassment and said softly: "Auntie asked me to take care of you and said that I must take care of Miss today." Jiang Wanyu glanced up at her and hummed softly, picking up her writing utensils, standing up straight, and practicing calligraphy on the desk.

  Spring is passing, Yu Xi's illness is getting heavier, but she is still living strongly. The doctor has come again and again, Jiang Wanru's heart has been lifted up once and again. Every time she knows that Yu Xi is fine, she feels grateful in her heart, at the same time, she vaguely feels that she is indeed Yu Xi's daughter. She is equally selfish, knowing that the person no longer wants to live, but still hopes that she can live a little longer. Even if the mother and daughter do not see each other, at least Jiang Wanru feels that in this world, there is still such a blood relationship that can be cherished.

  When summer arrived, Yu Xi's condition took a turn for the worse. Jiang Wanru specially went to her courtyard in the evening and asked Qingspring: "Qingspring, I want to see Auntie and have a chat with her?" Qingspring looked at Jiang Wanru and shook her head gently, saying: "Miss, Auntie doesn't want to see you. I asked her yesterday if there was anyone she wanted to see, and she said no one, that she just wants to sleep quietly." Jiang Wanru gazed quietly at Qingspring's red eyes and murmured: "Has Master come to visit her?"

  In Chun's eyes, hatred and sorrow surged up. She shook her head at Jiang Wanru and said: "The old master sent someone by his side to come and ask about Auntie. Let Auntie take good care of herself and not think too much." Jiang Wanru heard this sentence and asked again: "Has the old master never come?" Chun looked at Jiang Wanru with a gaze full of hatred: "Miss, if you were born as a man and had some talent, the old master might have come to talk to Auntie, and Auntie wouldn't have fallen to today's state, unable to live or die."

  Jiang Wanmu was asked about the hatred in Qingshen's eyes, and she took two steps back in shock. At this moment, she remembered that Qingshen had always been calm and gentle towards her. She thought it was a question of Qingshen's temperament, but now looking at Qingshen, Yu Xinxin's most trusted person by her side, she realized that she also harbored such hidden resentment towards herself. Jiang Wanmu looked at her with a bitter smile and said: "Qingshen, whether I am male or female, is it up to me to choose? Qingshen, have you carefully asked your mother if she wants to meet me, so that the two of us can talk?"

  "I and she are a mother-daughter pair, whether it's a good fate or a bad one, I'll have to ask my aunt about it. Not you helping my aunt make decisions, this decision you can't even make." Qiu Chun heard Jiang Wanmu say this, and let out a cold, piercing laugh: "Miss said before, you are her nemesis." As she spoke, she pushed Jiang Wanmu and Ji Yan out of the courtyard, then slammed the gate shut in front of them, laughing coldly.

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