The passers-by are vicious

The blue gauze curtain fluttered slightly, and the transparent snow-white skin on the bed moved slightly. Jiang Wanwan, who was only wearing a single piece of clothing, sat up weakly.

I got so excited that I had a big fight with Ji Xian, and my throat felt dry and sore, as if I had caught a cold.

As if she noticed that Jiang Wanwan had woken up, Bier pushed the door open and walked in, then hurried forward to help her up.

After Jiang Wanwan finished her meal, she found out that Song Qiyuan had come to see her, but he did not disturb her because she was sleeping soundly.

Jiang Wanwan was not at all panicked or worried about Song Qiyuan finding out.

Unexpectedly, Yuner hurried into the room, leaned forward slightly, and hurriedly reported: "Aunt, the Minister of Personnel brought his eldest daughter to see Old Madam Song."

Jiang Wanwan, who was fiddling with the pear blossom branch, paused for a moment, but did not panic. Instead, she asked Bier to find the packet of medicine in the drawer and boil it.

Jiang Wanwan continued to admire the pear blossoms in the vase and trimmed off unimportant branches and leaves with scissors to make it look more beautiful.

After Bier brought the medicine and placed it on the table, Jiang Wanwan hesitated for a moment before drinking it all.

She knew her own body best. Rather than living a sickly life as a concubine for the rest of her life, it would be better for her to enjoy a brief moment of glory.

"Re-dress me." Jiang Wanwan stood up and sat on the dressing table, looking at her reflection in the mirror. A concubine has no rights even if she is favored, but it is different for the wife of a marquis.

Sure enough, after Bi'er put the jade ornament on her hair, Yoon'er came in and said that it was Old Madam Song who sent someone to ask her to serve.

Jiang Wanwan seemed to have expected this. She slowly put on a hairpin for herself before standing up and walking out.

When he arrived at the gate of Old Madam Song's courtyard, he happened to meet Su Wanran who was also called. The two of them had not communicated since Su Luoyan committed suicide, as if they were invisible in the backyard of the Marquis' Mansion.

Jiang Wanwan thought that she had probably realized that Jiang Wanwan was responsible for all those things, so she hid in the yard and behaved herself.

Now that the two of them met, Su Wanran immediately smiled and said, "Sister, if the old lady hadn't sent someone to summon you, you and I wouldn't have seen each other for a long time."

The expression on her face looked so sincere that if you didn't know the inside story, you might have thought they had a good relationship.

But Jiang Wanwan would not take it lightly. There was an ambiguous expression between her weak brows. "It's been a long time since we last met. The last time was when my late wife was still alive."

When she mentioned Su Luoyan, Su Wanran's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and a trace of fear that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.

But soon, she seemed to remember something, and a smile reappeared on her face. She spoke in a relaxed tone: "Speaking of which, I heard that the eldest daughter of the Minister of Personnel seems to be in Madam Song's courtyard. It seems that we are asked to go there to welcome the new lady."

Su Wanran did not suddenly realize her sisterly love for Su Luoyan and want to avenge her. She just hoped to make Jiang Wanwan feel uncomfortable in this way, so as to avenge the grievances she had suffered.

Facing Su Wanran's provocation, Jiang Wanwan seemed unusually calm. "That may not be the case. Maybe he just came to see the old lady."

She smiled tenderly, her face calm and composed, but her slender fingers tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand.

When the two of them entered the yard, they saw Madam Liu standing at the door, seemingly waiting for her and Su Wanran.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I could faintly hear bursts of laughter coming from inside. It was obvious that Xu Zhizhi had made the old lady very happy.

Mrs. Song, who was chatting and laughing with Xu Zhizhi, immediately stopped what she was doing when she saw the two people come in. She waved at them with a smile on her face, and her attitude was friendly and kind.

However, Jiang Wanwan's heart sank when she saw this scene.

Although the old lady had been quite lenient towards her before, ever since she was taken as a concubine, especially after the Su Luoyan incident, Old Lady Song had developed a dislike for her.

Otherwise, she would not have stopped Song Qiyuan from promoting Jiang Wanwan as the marquis's wife.

Although Song Qiyuan doted on her, he still had to consider his grandmother's feelings, so the matter of the Marquis's wife was put on hold for the time being.

Old Madam Song patted Xu Zhizhi's hand and said with a smile, "Madam Jiang, Madam Wan, you came at the right time. I intend to make Zhizhi the Marquis's step-wife, and you can come and meet her."

At this time, Xu Zhizhi turned around with a charming smile on her face, "So this is the Marquis's favorite concubine Jiang. I have seen her before."

Xu Zhizhi noticed Jiang Wanwan when she entered the room. When she found out that she was just a concubine, she could no longer hide the contempt in her eyes. Her words seemed polite but were actually extremely rude.

"I thought she was the Marquis's wife, but I didn't expect she was just a concubine."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but just loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Everyone had different expressions after hearing this, especially Jiang Wanwan, whose already delicate face turned even paler. Her frail and pitiful appearance made Xu Zhizhi look even more vulgar.

Old Madam Song did not expect Xu Zhizhi to speak so rudely and unreasonable, and she began to doubt whether she could really suppress Jiang Wanwan.

But since he was still thinking about using Xu Zhizhi, he could only pretend he didn't hear it and smiled lightly without saying anything.

Su Wanran, who was standing by, thought that the lady who was about to come in really didn't like Jiang Wanwan. She didn't look very smart, so she was afraid that she would suffer in the future.

At the same time, he felt that she was useless and could not have any influence on Jiang Wanwan at all. He was afraid that she would not last long and would disappear.

As for the maids in the room, they all lowered their heads and kept silent, pretending not to hear anything for fear that they would be dragged into the fight between the new lady and the most favored concubine.

Only Jiang Wanwan, although angry in her heart, remained calm on her face.

She slowly stood up and bowed to Xu Zhizhi, swaying her body and speaking in a weak manner, "Greetings, Miss Shangshufu. I am indeed just a concubine, and I will have to rely on my sister's care in the future."

Just after she finished speaking, she looked up at Xu Zhizhi in a corner where no one was paying attention, with obvious provocation in her eyes.

Xu Zhizhi naturally saw it clearly, and thought that she was deliberately demonstrating against him and challenging him to a fight, and she was immediately furious.

Xu Zhizhi, who had already considered herself the wife of the Marquis, immediately started to curse: "How dare you, a mere concubine, be so rude to me! Someone, come and slap me in the face!"

For a moment, the house fell into deathly silence.

Old Madam Song couldn't help coughing a few times and sighed inwardly. She didn't expect Xu Zhizhi to be so stupid. She couldn't wait to teach the concubine a lesson before she officially married into the Marquis's Mansion. She really didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.

Seeing that the maids around her did not take any action, Xu Zhizhi could not help but get angry. She thought that these people must be afraid of Song Qiyuan's punishment and did not dare to take any action.

So he simply rolled up his sleeves, reached out to grab Jiang Wanwan's arm, and raised his palm, ready to slap Jiang Wanwan hard.

However, there was no way Jiang Wanwan would let her succeed, so she just dodged backwards, cleverly avoiding Xu Zhizhi's moves.

Not only that, she also took advantage of the situation to pull Su Wanran aside, and dodged left and right together, making it impossible for Xu Zhizhi to touch her at all.

At the same time, Jiang Wanwan was still staggering, pretending to be weak and pitiful, and weakly shouted: "Miss Xu, you haven't married into the Marquis' Mansion yet, so what qualifications do you have to punish me? Old Madam, help me."

Old Madam Song had never thought that Xu Zhizhi was so stupid. She felt that the scene of Xu Zhizhi beating the concubine in the Marquis's Mansion like an eagle catching a chick was really terrifying, but she wanted to teach Jiang Wanwan a lesson, so she pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Jiang Wanwan had guessed that Old Madam Song would not care, but she did not expect Xu Zhizhi to pretend to be blind even when she was beating people. She felt secretly resentful.

Just then, Yoona and Byul, who were outside the door, seemed to hear the noise, and Byul was stopped by Nanny Liu.

However, Yoona flashed into the house and when she saw Xu Zhizhi attacking Jiang Wanwan, she immediately knocked Xu Zhizhi down with a palm.

"boom!"

Xu Zhizhi was knocked away by Yoona without any resistance, and her body hit the chair behind her hard, making a dull thud.

She only had time to let out a cry of pain before her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Old Madam Song's face turned ugly after Yoona rushed in and knocked Xu Zhizhi away. How could she not recognize that it was Song Qiyuan's man?

However, before she could say anything, Jiang Wanwan pretended to be frightened and bumped into the old lady who was sitting on the chair.

Old Madam Song was already somewhat shocked and angry. When she saw Jiang Wanwan rushing towards her, she subconsciously reached out to push her.

"ah……."

Jiang Wanwan fell to the ground after being pushed by Old Madam Song, and let out a scream.

Her face was as pale as paper and her forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if she was in great pain.

“It hurts… My stomach hurts…”