After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

After leaving Yeting Prison, Meng Mingtang and his party were leaving the palace. Shen Chuan was not in a hurry to return to the imperial study, but walked with them towards the palace gate.

"Is Madam okay?" Shen Chuan's tone was a little heavy.

Previously, he only knew that Jiang Fuyue wanted to reconcile, but he didn't expect that Jiang Fuyue still had such heavy shackles on her body.

It's ridiculous that he and Jiang Fuyue have known each other for so long, but they didn't even notice it at all.

Fortunately, he also boasts that he can see through people's hearts.

Jingzhe nodded: "Everything is fine, sir, don't worry."

Shen Chuan said "hmm" and stopped talking.

It wasn't until he was about to reach the palace gate that Shen Chuancai said, "I wonder if it would be inconvenient for me to see Madam later?"

Jingzhe thought for a while and said: "...I'm afraid it's inconvenient. After we go back, we will accompany Madam to Qingxu Temple."

It takes a lot of time to go to Qingxu Temple from the capital. How can Shen Chuan have so much time?

Shen Chuan nodded and said nothing: "Okay."

Meng Mingtang was puzzled all the way. After leaving the palace gate, he couldn't help it anymore: "Girl, what is the relationship between your wife and this Master Shen? Why is this Master Shen so interested in your wife?"

He even told the jailer personally that he should take good care of Mrs. Jiang and not let her die too quickly.

This is more than just being thoughtful!

Meng Mingtang intuitively felt that the relationship between the two was not simple.

Jingzhe pursed her lips and said hesitantly: "It's hard to say whether it's friendship or not. Master Meng will take a look at it in the future."

"Huh?" Meng Mingtang was even more confused.

This girl Jingzhe is like a human spirit. Is there anything she can't see through?

It’s hard to say?

There must be something fishy in this!

However, before Meng Mingtang could ask, Jingzhe had already saluted him and said, "Thank you, Lord Meng, for your help. There are still things in the house, so I will leave first."

After saying that, Jingzhe turned around and ran away, and Bai Lu quickly followed. The two got on the carriage one after another, urging the driver to leave quickly.

"Hey -" Meng Mingtang watched the carriage drive away slowly, and had no choice but to shake his sleeves, feeling helpless, "This girl..."

Jingzhe lifted the curtain and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Meng Mingtang didn't catch up with her: "It's okay, it's okay..."

She was really afraid that Meng Mingtang would break the casserole and ask for the truth.

After all, Jiang Fuyue is still another woman's wife, and Shen Chuan's thoughts...are really shady.

She also noticed it last time when she went to ask Shen Chuan for help.

Bai Lu blinked curiously, but did not ask the doubts in her heart.

The carriage returned to the Hou Mansion. Jingzhe and Bai Lu got off the carriage and went straight to Shaoguang Courtyard. They said that they had watched Mrs. Jiang enter Yeting Prison with their own eyes. Jiang Fuyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Master Shen also said that Mrs. Jiang cannot be allowed to die before the bottle of Wanyan Tongbei is finished," Jingzhe said, "Now, Mrs. Jiang can really feel the taste of the poison."

Jiang Fuyue's eyes moved slightly: "Master Shen?"

Jingzhe nodded: "Yes, it's a coincidence. When we entered the palace this time, we happened to bump into Master Shen. It was Master Shen who personally delivered the medicine to the people in Yeting Prison!"

Jiang Fuyue nodded.

Since Shen Chuan took action personally, the people in Yeting Prison would definitely be able to handle the matter.

But in this way, she owed Shen Chuan another favor.

...That’s all, don’t worry if you have too many debts.

At this time, Guyu walked in from outside: "Madam, everything has been packed, let's go?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded.

Based on Mrs. Jiang's current situation at the Jiang family, I'm afraid no one may find out that she is missing in another three to five days.

It doesn't matter if it's discovered.

Anyway, Mrs. Jiang is not here. If Jiang Baisheng wants to make trouble, he can go to the palace to make trouble.

So the master and the servants got up together and took a carriage to Qingxu Temple.

When we arrived at the Qingxu Temple, it started to drizzle outside and the sky became dark.

Jingzhe was busy arranging the living room and meals, while Gu Yu accompanied Jiang Fuyue to offer incense to the late wife, while Bai Lu and Han Lu stood guard outside the palace.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and the sound coming into the hall seemed a bit muffled.

Jiang Fuyue put on the incense and knelt down on the futon: "Tell Bai Lu and Han Lu to go back."

Although spring has begun, the weather is not yet warm, especially since it is raining outside, so it is easy to catch a cold.

Anyway, this is a Taoist temple and does not need to be guarded.

Guyu nodded and said softly: "In a moment, my servant will come to take Madam to the living room."

Both Bai Lu and Han Lu were here for the first time. The Qingxu Temple was ridiculously big. It was raining outside and there was no one around. If they didn't take them with them, they might not be able to find a place to sleep in the morning.

"Ah."

Gu Yu then turned and left.

As soon as he went out, he ran into Shen Chuan who was holding an umbrella.

Guyu was stunned: "Master Shen?"

Shen Chuan seemed to have arrived in a hurry. Not only was his clothes stained with mud, there were even wet marks on his shoulders.

Shen Chuan nodded and glanced at the main hall: "Madam is in there?"

Gu Yu also nodded: "Yes."

Shen Chuan then walked towards the main hall.

"Master Shen, why are you so busy all day long..." Gu Yu muttered as he walked towards the living room with Bai Lu and Han Lu.

When the guard who came with Shen Chuan heard this, his mouth twitched involuntarily.

idle?

I was reading official documents on the way here!

What kind of leisure is this?

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The hall was filled with the mellow scent of sandalwood. Although there were braziers in the hall, the few braziers were not enough to warm the huge hall. The cold air from outside still invaded the hall pervasively.

Jiang Fuyue knelt quietly on the futon, her body thin and lonely.

The moment he saw her, Shen Chuan took a breath and quickened his steps.

He walked forward quickly, took off his cloak, and gently put it on Jiang Fuyue.

Jiang Fuyue's brows moved slightly until she was enveloped by the green pine-like aura of the Queen of Snow. Jiang Fuyue's tense body relaxed slightly: "Master Shen."

Shen Chuan said "hmm" and quickly tied the knot of her cloak with his slender fingers: "It's cold, madam, please keep warm."

"I didn't feel cold at first." Jiang Fuyue subconsciously gathered her cloak.

Shen Chuan turned his head, looked at the spiritual tablet enshrined in front of him, and sighed softly.

Jiang Fuyue also followed his gaze.

"It's ridiculous to say that I don't know what happened to my mother in the past. I heard that she was the only daughter in the family, so she must have been very favored." Jiang Fuyue's eyes fell on the tablet, but she seemed to be looking through the tablet. , fell on someone who has been dead for many years, "I only know her experience as Mrs. Jiang and as a mother."

Her mother was once the apple of her family's eye. Unfortunately, those past experiences have been completely wiped out with the death of her mother and grandfather, and are no longer known to anyone.

"When I die, no one will remember her anymore."

Even her experience as Mrs. Jiang and as a mother will no longer be remembered.

Jiang Fuyue's tone was calm.

Her eyes were still on the memorial tablet, and there were tears in Qiu Shui's eyes.

Shen Chuan pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

In the face of such sadness, no matter what I say, it seems too weak.

"Maybe... I should have a child." Jiang Fuyue suddenly murmured to herself.

With children, this very precious memory to her can be passed on.