Contentment with modest wealth

Chapter 256 This was her own choice.
After Shen Bo suddenly broke his leg, Shen Qingzhou stayed by his side the whole way until the Imperial Physician Sheng left. Only then did she give Shen Zhui the order: "Take good care of him. If anything goes wrong, you won't be spared."

Shen Zhui muttered, "I know! You don't need to tell me."

I wonder if Shen Qingzhou heard it?
Anyway, he left without looking back.

As the group entered Bibo Pavilion, He Qu hurriedly said, "Judging from the Grand Commandant's actions just now, it seems that his injuries are not serious."

Song En glanced at him: "Grand Commandant, you have been through countless battles, so it is to be expected that your injuries are not serious."

After he finished speaking, he exchanged a glance with Shen Qingzhou.

The doctor who came to see the patient was the Imperial Physician Sheng, who had been assigned by the Crown Prince to treat Shen Qingzhou. He had kept Shen Qingzhou's condition a complete secret, so how could he possibly make Shen Bo's injuries worse or worse at will?
When the imperial physician was escorted out, Shen Qingzhou already knew what was going on.

It's fine if Shen Bo doesn't want to confront the Yan family directly, but his wedding with Lu Jia is just around the corner, and he doesn't want things to get complicated.

Unexpectedly, just one night later, Lu Jia delivered news that the Yan family wanted to transfer him out of the Ministry of Revenue...

"What should we do?" Song En also felt troubled. "If we ask the Emperor for permission, they will most likely succeed. And if we refuse again this time, the Yan family will probably suspect the young master's intention to stay in the Ministry of Revenue."

Shen Qingzhou picked up the two account books in her hand, flipped through them, and then tossed them to him: "Go and give them to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Song En took the account book and asked, "Tomorrow is the wedding day of the Lu and Yan families. Logically speaking, we are relatives now. Should we arrange for someone to go to the Yan residence to offer our congratulations?"

"Of course." Shen Qingzhou glanced at him. "Just follow the etiquette between in-laws, you take it with you."

……

The Lu family barely slept that night.

After breakfast, many more relatives from the clan arrived one after another. Lu Jie did not go to the yamen that day, and Lu Jia followed Zhou Shi and Wu Shi to busy themselves with some domestic affairs, and also to familiarize themselves with these formalities as a kind of review.

As the sun began to set, the Yan family's wedding procession was halfway there. Lu Jia was ordered to come to Zhaoyang Pavilion to accompany Lu Ying.

As soon as she handed him an apple, Lu Ying said, "I never imagined that my connection with you, sister, would only last for a few short months. Take care after I'm gone."

What should have been a friendly conversation somehow felt a bit colder, thanks to Lu Ying's perfectly applied makeup.

But thinking of the Yan family's hellhole, Lu Jia couldn't help but sigh inwardly and nodded, saying, "You too. Being someone's daughter-in-law isn't easy. Think things through before you act. Don't forget you're a young lady of the Lu family; remember the Lu family's ancestral teachings."

"The Lady of Blessings has arrived!"

No sooner had he uttered those two sentences than Su Zhixiao's family outside the door started shouting loudly. Then came the cacophony of gongs, drums, and suonas, and the deafening sound of firecrackers almost bursting our eardrums.

The wedding procession from the Yan family rushed into the house. Amidst the chaotic chants of congratulations, they covered Lu Ying's head with a veil and helped her out.

Outside the door, thick smoke from firecrackers filled the air. Lu Ying, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, walked through it, her figure quickly turning gray and blurry.

"Miss."

Dawn arrived.

Lu Jia lifted her foot: "I'll go take a look ahead."

The events of the past life have vanished like smoke.

That night, Lu Ying tried to hand Jiang over to the Yan family, which showed that her mind was wavering.

However, she never interfered in Jiang's actions, and even after Jiang's evil deeds were exposed, she never did anything inappropriate.

For this reason alone, it wouldn't be unreasonable for Lu Jia to see her off to the sedan chair.

But dawn grabbed her arm: "Miss!"

Lu Jia was pulled to a stop.

"The Chiang family...is dead."

A string of firecrackers went off with a deafening roar. It happened to go off in the front yard next door, and Lu Jia, who was about to walk forward, stumbled.

……

In the past month or two, the main courtyard of the Lu family mansion, which was considered a forbidden area by the entire family, was so quiet that it seemed like a completely different world from the bustling and lively front yard. "Young Miss!"

The old woman who was in charge of guarding the place rushed out, her face showing a look of panic.

When was it discovered?

Lu Jia walked past her and strode into the house.

“It was discovered about 45 minutes ago,” the old woman hurriedly followed. “Early this morning, when there was some commotion at Zhaoyang Pavilion, Madam Jiang got up and kept knocking on the door, asking about the situation at Zhaoyang Pavilion.”

"At first, the maids answered her, but after she asked more and more times, they stopped paying attention to her."

"Before the Second Miss got into the sedan chair, she asked Granny Li to bring her a bowl of sweet dumplings. It's the rule, and we servants couldn't refuse. She was fine when Granny Li left, but who knew that just a quarter of an hour or two later, as soon as the sedan chair started moving, she collapsed and couldn't get up!"

Just as the old woman finished speaking, Lu Jia had reached the center of the room.

"Second Miss?!"

Lu Jia clenched her fists, her body, which had been burning hot from the hurried walk, suddenly turned cold.

On the brocade couch by the window, Madam Jiang lay back to the light, a pool of blood flowing from her mouth, staining a large area of ​​the couch.

Her eyes were wide open, as if she were still shouting before she died.

Her gaze seemed to still penetrate the many walls, looking at the bridal sedan chair that had already arrived at the Yan residence.

"master!"

The shouts from her family members outside the door brought Lu Jia back to her senses.

Lu Jie strode inside, only stopping abruptly when he saw Madam Jiang on the bed.

He glanced at Lu Jia: "Who did this?"

"Lu Ying".

Lu Jia frowned. "Before she got into the sedan chair, she had Granny Li bring her a bowl of sweet dumplings."

Lu Jie stepped forward and pried open Jiang's body, his Adam's apple bobbing. "So fast, looks like it's arsenic."

Lu Jia said, "How could a sheltered young lady like her possibly get her hands on arsenic?"

“She can’t get it, but the Yan family can.” Lu Jie straightened up, then suddenly gritted his teeth. “I saw the memorial Yan Shu brought up with me yesterday, and the fourth one.”

Lu Jia paused for a moment, then looked up and said, "You mean they're offering me a third-rank imperial title to incentivize Ying'er?"

Lu Jie glanced at her and pursed his lips.

Lu Jia's heart was in turmoil. She really didn't expect the Yan family to use this scheme of using someone else to kill her, completely controlling Lu Ying.

"It seems that Lu Ying can't escape either."

“She brought this on herself.” Lu Jie’s teeth were chattering. “Otherwise, why do you think she would have waited until just before getting into the sedan chair to make her move?”

Lu Jia remained silent.

Jiang was Lu Ying's biological mother. If she had acted earlier, Jiang would have stayed to mourn and keep vigil, which would have inevitably delayed the wedding.

Her decision to act before she got into the sedan chair meant that no one could stop her from becoming the third young mistress of the Yan family.

Even if the Lu family now discovers that Madam Jiang is dead, it is impossible to bring her back.

In other words, Lu Ying has firmly chosen the path of converting to the Yan family, leaving herself no room for maneuver.

"Where is Lu Rong?" Lu Jie suddenly ordered, "Send him to bring more men to guard this place and block the news."

"Your wedding is only two months away. She can't die in the Lu family. She can only die outside as a divorced wife of the Lu family!"