High-class Spring Joy

Seeing the servants' expressions, Jiang Qingge already had a guess in her mind. When she heard Qingyuan's name from their mouths, she immediately gripped the handle of the round fan in her hand tightly.

The servants could only bite the bullet and answer:

"Reporting to Miss Jiang, we servants would never dare to make a mistake. We heard it clearly. Young Master himself said that he found it for Miss Qingyuan, and even the color was chosen to be Miss Qingyuan's favorite blue. It was Miss Qingyuan who said she liked it, so Young Master instructed us to send it over!"

As Jiang Qingge listened, the more they said, the more it seemed that her previous words were just wishful thinking.

This only made it clear that she was not even as good as a maid!

The faint smile that Jiang Qingge had maintained so well for the past ten years was now somewhat strained.

What she doesn't have, why should a lowly maid have it?!

On what grounds?

Jiang Qingyun wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Jiang Qingge beside her, who made her behave herself with just one look.

Jiang Qingge gripped the fan handle tightly in her hand, her knuckles already white, but a gentle smile still graced her face: "Then we made a mistake."

After saying that, he pulled Jiang Qingyun aside and then turned to give her a meaningful look.

Jiang Qingge smiled and said, "My younger sister made a mistake and deserves to be punished. Please take her with you!"

Upon hearing this, the servants couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

In Bianjing, everyone knew that the eldest daughter of the Minister of Justice was sensible, knew her place, and had no arrogance. Everyone who had worked in the mansion praised her highly, calling her a rare and virtuous woman. People who wanted to marry her were practically wearing down the doorstep.

Looking at it now, it truly lives up to its reputation.

After Jiang Qingge spoke, the servants dared not disobey and led Jiang Qingyun to Qingyuan's residence.

This side.

Chu Jingyu's eyes softened: "A-Yuan, come and have breakfast with me. All the dishes on this table are your favorites. I specially asked the kitchen to make them."

When Chu Jingyu tries to coax someone, he genuinely means it and can make their cheeks burn, but it's just a way of coaxing them.

Are they all things she likes?

Qingyuan glanced at the crab roe porridge on the table. If she actually ate it, the red rashes that broke out all over her body would scare people to death.

She had met Chu Jingyu several years ago. The first and only time she dined at the same table with Chu Jingyu, she had never eaten such delicacies. The only crab she had ever eaten was dissected by Chu Jingyu for her.

That very night, she broke out in a rash and her whole body was burning hot. The rash looked terrifying, but Chu Jingyu was not afraid. He stayed by her side, anxiously calling for the family doctor and racking his brains to cheer her up.

Upon learning from the physician that she couldn't eat crabs and was also prone to feeling cold, Chu Jingyu was both worried and guilty. He promised to remember this and never let her touch those things again.

For a period of time afterward, Chu Jingyu would review Qingyuan's meals first.

Now, looking at the crab roe porridge and several other cold-natured dishes on the table, Qingyuan felt a mix of emotions.

Just then, a voice came from outside the door: "Ah Jing..."

It was Jiang Qingge, standing outside the door with a pale face, her eyes moist and glistening with tears, as fragile as a willow branch that would break at the slightest touch.

Chu Jingyu's gaze immediately fell on Jiang Qingge. He rushed over and helped her inside, his brows furrowing with concern. "Gege, you're ill. Why did you come? If you wanted to see me, you could have just sent someone to invite you."

Judging from his nervous appearance, it seemed that he couldn't see anyone but Jiang Qingge.

Just then, Jiang Qingge arrived, and Qingyuan immediately seized the opportunity: "This servant will take her leave now. Please enjoy your meal, young master and young lady."

Chu Jingyu waved his hand casually: "Go down."

Qingyuan fled as if running away, but still overheard part of the conversation between the two people behind her:

"Ge'er, when did you arrive? Why haven't you said anything?"

"I just arrived. I only wanted to see you and didn't want to disturb you and Miss Qingyuan."

"Nonsense! How could it be considered a disturbance? She's nowhere near as good as you."

Qingyuan paused for a moment, then quickly regained her composure, suppressing the subtle, needle-like pain in her heart, and straightened her back as she strode out of the courtyard.

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As it turns out, Qingyuan didn't return quickly enough.

Today, Hongdou is on duty in Madam Dou's courtyard, and there is no one in the room.

As soon as Qingyuan stepped into the empty room, she saw the mess on the floor.

The purses that Chu Jingyu had sent by his servant earlier all fell to the ground, and the jade pieces were already shattered on the ground, broken into countless pieces!

Even the embroidery she had placed in the embroidery basket on the bed was carelessly thrown on the ground, completely soaked by the tea water, and still bearing the marks of being trampled on.

Qingyuan was immediately dumbfounded. Her first reaction was to rush out and grab the servant outside to ask who had come!

Upon receiving the servant's answer, Qingyuan clenched her fists, the anger in her chest stuck in her throat, unable to rise or fall.

Jiang Qingyun, it's Jiang Qingyun again!

The two young ladies of the Jiang family are really bullying others by relying on their power; they've gone too far!

Qingyuan looked at the scattered jade pieces on the ground, her heart aching beyond measure.

If jade is broken, it becomes completely worthless!

Her money...

Qingyuan felt as if her heart was being torn apart. After quickly retrieving the embroidery, she made up her mind to leave the mansion as fast as possible to see if she could still sell it. Every little bit she could get was worth it!

Qingyuan quickly packed her things and left the Marquis's residence.

But she didn't notice that as soon as she came out of the small door, she was immediately followed by two servants.

Qingyuan was hurrying to the shop with her bundle in her arms when she heard a gasp as she crossed the street—

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The horse is spooked!"

Then came the sound of approaching hooves; several horses galloped past on the street, forcing Qingyuan to stop. Just then, she heard voices behind her:

"There are too many people here, it's difficult to make a move. The young lady ordered that we tie them up and take them back without anyone noticing!"

"There's an alley over there, let's do it there, just drag him into the alley, no one will see!"

Miss?

Qingyuan almost immediately thought of Jiang Qingge, and the hairs on her body stood on end!

She always knew that Jiang Qingyun was arrogant and domineering, but the most difficult person to deal with was Jiang Qingge, who always had a gentle smile on her face!

She never expected that Jiang Qingge would dare to kidnap someone while living in the Marquis's mansion!

Qingyuan pulled out the sharpest hairpin from her hair and held it tightly in her hand, squeezing straight into the crowd, going wherever there were the most people.

They wouldn't dare to make a move in broad daylight, in the middle of a crowd.

A commotion broke out in the crowd, and the irritated and confused curses of the people behind them drowned out the angry voices of the two servants.

Qingyuan dared not relax and squeezed through the crowd. She only felt a little relieved when she reached the middle of the street. But just then, a large hand that appeared out of nowhere grabbed her wrist.

She felt as if all the blood in her body rushed to her head.

Ahhhhh!

Were they caught again?

Where is her hairpin?

Her hairpin was sharp and long!

In her hand, in her hand, Qingyuan plunged the hairpin down, piercing the man's forearm. Blood gushed out immediately, but the sound of sloshing sand reached her ears.

"Hiss, young master, I knew this little girl was holding a grudge; she'd gone to such lengths!"