After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

Today, the door of the Shen family is open, with red lanterns hanging at the door. Many ladies from aristocratic families have come to add makeup to the eldest daughter of the Wen family.

The ladies from the aristocratic families all arrived in carriages, and the women in the inner courtyard of the Wen family were waiting at the gate to lead the carriages into the backyard.

Miss Wen's personal maid looked anxiously at the gate.

A girl in red came riding a horse, dazzling like a rose in full bloom.

The maid greeted her enthusiastically, "The princess is finally here."

"How could I miss Sister Yu's good days?" Jiang Xuening said with a sweet smile.

Three years have passed and she is already 15 years old. It has grown into the most dazzling pearl in Qingzhou. Her eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is like snow, and her beautiful eyes reveal a soul-stirring coldness.

The maid said respectfully, "Princess Master, please come with me."

Jiang Xuening followed her to Yu Wenyin's yard in a hurry. There were already many people in the yard.

"Hey, our princess is here."

"I haven't settled the accounts with you yet for the fact that you ran away secretly at the last banquet!"

Song Zhizhi put his hands on his hips and accused her with a puffy face. Jiang Xuening walked over and pinched her face, "Don't be angry, it's all my fault."

Song Zhizhi was instantly coaxed, holding her hand and whispering to her intimately.

In the past three years, she has been prosperous. She has been ranked first in the major examinations of White Deer Academy, and she has become the first among the noble ladies of several aristocratic families, and the ladies of the aristocratic families are centered around her.

She formed her own personal guard, competed with the major forces in Qingzhou, and tore her way out, becoming a rising new force.

As soon as she entered, Wen Ruyin smiled at her and said, "Sit down wherever you want. We'll talk later."

Although they were friends, they also had separations and separations. Wen Ruyin was a standard girl from an aristocratic family. She received the ladies who came to add makeup without missing a beat, had lunch with them, sent them away one by one, and then came back with a tired face.

Jiang Xuening and Song Zhizhi were nesting in her study, one was reading and the other was playing with the cat.

Wen Ruyin sat down helplessly, "I'm exhausted."

Jiang Xuening raised her chin at her, "Dowry."

Wen Ruyin opened the small wooden box on the table and inside was a land deed for a shop in a prosperous area of ​​Shengjing.

The gift was very expensive, but Wen Ruyin accepted it without any psychological burden.

She said, "I will go ahead and wait for you in Shengjing."

She came to Beijing this time to marry into the clan and become a clan wife. Outsiders envied her for marrying into a high position and felt that she had found a good marriage.

But only she knew the filth and pain involved, and she couldn't show a trace of displeasure.

Song Zhizhi said distressedly, "Yinyin, why don't you get married? I can't bear for you to suffer this kind of injustice."

Wen Ruyin lowered her eyes, with a trace of sadness on her calm face, "I owe this to the Wen family. This time I married for the Wen family."

As a daughter of an aristocratic family, she has enjoyed everything the aristocratic family has given her since she was a child, so she naturally has to take responsibility and pay the price.

Jiang Xuening put down the book in her hand, "Don't be afraid, wait for me to take you home."

The queen acted as matchmaker in this marriage, and she was marrying someone from the clan. Wen Ruyin didn't dare to disobey, otherwise the Song family would drag her down. So even though she knew it was a pit of fire, she had to jump unscrupulously.

Jiang Xuening was filled with hatred, Xiao Shujin had started to do evil again.

This time, she will definitely protect the person she wants to protect.

The three of them talked secretly in Wen Ruyin's study all afternoon and had a big drink in the evening. Probably out of guilt for her daughter, Mrs. Wen didn't care at all.

Drunk Wen Ruyin shed tears silently, "I'm so scared. Fortunately, I still have you behind me."

She was already prepared to die on her wedding night. It was Jiang Xuening who saw through her thoughts and gave her advice, giving her the courage to live.

Jiang Xuening held her hand and said, "You must stay alive until I come to Beijing."

Wen Ruyin shook his hand back firmly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come."

When we walked out of Wen's house, it was already late at night. With a bit of drunkenness, she looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Three years and three years later, it was time for her to go back.

Qinghe supported her, "Princess, let's go back in the carriage."

Jiang Xuening slept for a while in the carriage and drank another cup of hangover tea. When we arrived at the palace, we were basically awake.

Qinghe asked, "Do you want to eat something, Princess, or just take a bath and rest."

Jiang Xuening breathed out, "Cook a bowl of chicken noodle soup and bring it to the study. Go and see if Shang Gong Fengyi is asleep. If not, ask her to come over."

Two years ago, she was assassinated over a turf war. Shangguan Wan rushed forward to save her regardless of her own safety.

Although she doesn't need to be rescued, she will be fine. However, Shangguan Wan was seriously injured and was in bed, and it took him half a year to recover.

This matter caused quite a stir, and the queen ordered her to recuperate in Qingzhou for three years.

Jiang Xuening also became closer to her on the surface because of this incident, and the relationship between the two became somewhat closer.

When Shangguan Wan arrived, Jiang Xuening was leaning against the window and distracted.

Shangguan Wan smelled the smell of alcohol as soon as she came in, "The princess looks unhappy."

Jiang Xuening looked at her with a faint look, "Does Wan'er think I should be happy if Ruyin marries to a place like that?"

In the past, she politely called her Fengyi, but Shangguan Wan felt too alienated. Now that she calls her Wan'er, Shangguan Wan still doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of her, feeling that he can't see through her.

Shangguan Wan stared into her eyes and said slowly, "Feng's fate cannot be violated."

Jiang Xuening smiled, "What a phoenix whose fate cannot be violated!"

The atmosphere turned cold instantly, but fortunately Qinghe came in in time with cooked chicken noodle soup, "Princess, eat while it's hot."

Jiang Xuening sat down to eat noodles. Shangguan Wan walked over and stood in front of the window. She raised her head like she just did and saw the moon in the sky at a glance.

Shangguan Wan's expression was uncertain. She had seen Princess Chen's grace and truly understood what it means to be a woman without giving way to men, so she chose to become a female official.

After being with Jiang Xuening for three years, she once again understood the meaning of this sentence from her.

Both of them are related to "Mingyue". Sometimes Shangguan Wan can't help but think, is this fate?

Jiang Xue put down her chopsticks after finishing her meal and said calmly, "I have something I need Wan'er to help me with."

Shangguan Wan'er turned around and smiled gently at her, "Princess, no matter what you say, I will never give up."

Jiang Xuening chuckled, "It's not that serious. I want to ask Wan'er to go to Wen's house and tell Ruyin everything you know. Is that okay?"

Although after the marriage was decided, Sheng Jing had already sent news back. However, she felt that Shangguan Wan, as a close confidant of the queen, knew better about the secrets of the clan.

Shangguan said politely, "I will definitely know everything and will tell you everything. Princess, please rest assured."

"I want to thank you on behalf of Ruyin." Jiang Xuening said.

"It's late at night. I'll take my leave first. Princess, please rest early." Shangwan walked out of the courtyard with a complicated mood.

Recently, the demand for winter wheat has become more and more urgent. If she didn't take action, she would be the one who died.