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When Grandma Huo heard the voice, the heavy stone in her heart instantly fell to the ground. She hurried over and hugged her granddaughter tightly in her arms.

Just now, she was really scared and was afraid that she would lose her only granddaughter.

Jiang Nianwei took out a few packets of Chinese medicine, "Grandma Huo, next, you need to boil these medicines for her to drink, so that she can strengthen her physique. According to the prescription I gave, one dose a day for three consecutive days, her body should be able to recover almost completely."

The old woman knelt in front of her while holding the child in her arms. "Thank you so much, girl. If it weren't for you, my granddaughter would be gone. I will never forget your kindness. When his father comes back, I will definitely come to thank you."

After that, she kowtowed a few times. Jiang Nianwei quickly helped her up and said, "Don't do this. I just happen to be able to save you."

Jiang Nianwei also left some shepherd's purse and sweet potatoes, "These wild vegetables are fresh. Give the little girl some fresh fruits and vegetables."

Seeing that she had nothing to give, the old woman picked up a strangely shaped stone from the cabinet and stuffed it into Jiang Nianwei's pocket. "There is really nothing worth giving at home. This is the only thing I found at the beach. Please accept it if you don't mind, young lady."

Jiang Nianwei refused, but the old woman still put the strange thing into her basket. Seeing her insistence, Jiang Nianwei accepted it and said, "Then I will come back tomorrow to teach you how to filter sea salt."

The stone had a strange shape and carried an indescribable strange fragrance that lingered at her nose, intoxicating. It was somewhat like the smell of ambergris.

Jiang Nianwei took off some debris and after lighting them, she could smell the faint fragrance. It was indeed ambergris. Getting this piece of ambergris was a pleasant surprise.

It took quite a while, and by the time Jiang Nianwei returned home, the night had already covered the entire sky like a thick ink color.

They also saw an acquaintance visiting their home. It turned out that it was Wen Qingwan who came to visit her parents and brought fresh sea fish and crabs.

Wen Qingwan stood up with a smile, patted her dress gently, and said softly: "It's Sanniang who is back. Seeing that it's getting late, I won't bother you any more."

He turned around and politely said to Jing Qiudie, "I hope Madam can discuss the matter we just talked about with Sanniang in detail."

After she left, Jiang Nianwei slowly put down the basket in her hand, opened her red lips slightly, and asked mischievously: "Mother, what were you talking about just now? Why is it so mysterious?"

Jing Qiudie sighed softly, as if she was lost in reminiscence of the past. There was a hint of melancholy in her voice as she slowly said, "As the old saying goes, if a daughter is from one family, hundreds of families will pursue her. Nianwei, when you were still a couple, the sons of prominent official families came to you in droves to propose marriage."

When Jiang Nianwei heard this, she remembered that Wen Qingwan did have a son, and waved her hand nonchalantly, "Oh? So is she here to ask for marriage today?"

"That's right, but mother didn't agree to her request. She just said that it's up to you to decide."

Jiang Nianwei felt an indescribable sense of absurdity in her heart, "Mom, did you... forget to tell her that I was married before?"

Jing Qiudie did not say it, she also had her own selfish motives. She heard that Duan Yun was a simple and honest man, and was also the son of General Duan, so she couldn't help but feel a sense of hope in her heart.

This time she hoped that Jiang Nianwei would have the opportunity to personally examine Duan Yun, observe his words and actions, and understand his character and personality.

"Nianwei, I know you want to be strong, but mother just hopes you can have someone to rely on."

Jiang Nianwei was helpless. After all, Jing Qiudie's thoughts were still those of the ancients, and she couldn't be convinced by modern thinking.

She immediately said, "Mother, I understand your intentions. But the last experience has made me see things more clearly. Now I have no intention of looking for a home. If you really can't refuse the marriage proposal, then I will go and reject it in person tomorrow. My fate is now up to me."

"If you think so, I will naturally respect you."

Jiang Yan stroked his beard. He had witnessed his daughter's transformation. The transformation from the inside out filled him with indescribable joy. "I also think that one doesn't have to marry to have someone to rely on. We are also her support."

Although Jing Qiudie felt it was a pity, she did not force it. Now she only hoped that her daughter could live a peaceful and happy life. "You are right."

"After careful consideration, I feel it would be more appropriate for me to decline the offer personally."

As for the gift just left, she has accepted it now, and tomorrow she will naturally find something else to return it.

Jiang Siyu and Abei carefully lurked outside the door, holding their breath, hoping to catch the slightest movement in the house.

The words "come to propose marriage" and then the vague words "have someone to rely on" came into Abei's ears. Although not very clear, it was enough to make Abei's heart sink to the bottom.

"Not good!" Jiang Siyu's face darkened, and she whispered to Ah Bei, "That woman just now must have come here to propose marriage."

Abei's face suddenly turned gloomy, and an indescribable sense of loss quietly surged in his heart.

There was such a huge age gap between him and Jiang Nianwei that in her eyes, he was just the same child as Jiang Siyu.

This feeling of being treated as a "child" made him feel an unspeakable pain.

"No, no, you absolutely cannot let my sister get married. When my sister married Qin Ziqian, she suffered a lot. Now, looking around, which man can be worthy of my sister? I absolutely disagree."

Tomorrow, she would meet Duan Yun before her elder sister gave an answer, and make him give up this idea completely.

Ah Bei felt both amused and helpless when he heard this, and his gloomy mood just now eased a little.

He really couldn't match her now. Instead of wasting time and feeling sorry for himself, he should...

He clenched his palms tightly, as if he had made up his mind.

Late at night, when everyone in the Jiang family had fallen asleep, Abei got up silently. The bright moon hung in the night sky, casting soft moonlight, and a feeling of melancholy surged in his heart.

At this moment, a black figure quickly passed by not far away, appeared in front of him like a ghost, and then knelt on the ground respectfully: "Young Master, have you made up your mind?"

He nodded slightly, "Well, I am willing to go with you, but you must promise me not to hurt this family."

"Don't worry, as long as the young master is willing to go back with us, nothing else matters anymore."

"Then you can get started."

Although I am reluctant, leaving the Jiang family is the best protection for them.

……

Early the next morning, at daybreak, Jiang Siyu stood guard at the door of Duan's house, staring at the heavy wooden door.

Until I saw Duan Yun walking out with big strides with his upper body naked. His upper body was naked, and his strong muscles were faintly visible in the morning light.

Jiang Siyu couldn't help but mutter in her heart, how could it be possible that he was not wearing any clothes so early in the morning.

The panic in her heart spread like ripples. She tried to stay calm, but accidentally stepped on a stone on the ground, making a slight noise.

When I looked up, I was surprised to find that Duan Yun was no longer in the previous position.

A questioning voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you doing hiding here?"

Jiang Siyu was startled and turned around abruptly, her nose almost hitting the man's chest. She quickly steadied herself, with a look of embarrassment and dissatisfaction on her face, "How can you be sneaky? I'm just standing here openly!"

Once when Duan Yun confronted her, he seemed to let her go intentionally and left her some wiggle room, which allowed her to succeed.

Today is different from the past. When she tried to attack again, her fierce attack was firmly clamped by Duan Yun's hand the moment it touched him.

"Last time, I was just giving in to you. Mother said your family was a benefactor. But this time, you provoked me first, so I will naturally not give in to you again."

As Jiang Siyu struggled, the bite marks on her hand were revealed, which made Duan Yun feel nervous and he immediately let go of her hand.

Jiang Siyu raised her head unconvinced, "I was wrong about you last time. I was wrong first. I apologize to you, but even so, my sister will never marry you!"

Duan Yun was confused and bewildered. "What do you mean by marry me? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Your mother came to propose marriage yesterday, and you knew nothing about it?"

Duan Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, then he suddenly realized, "If you are here for this matter, then there is no need to worry, but I have my own ideas about marriage. What happened yesterday was all my mother's wishful thinking, I have no such intention."

Jiang Siyu realized that she had found the wrong person. She touched her nose awkwardly and said, "Then you must explain it to my sister."

"Don't worry, I have no intention of getting married."

Jiang Siyu should have been happy when she heard this, but for some reason a strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.

……

Although this matter was only discussed privately, it was somehow leaked out, and even Jiang Mian learned about it.

She excitedly told Qin Ziqian about this matter, "Husband, I accidentally heard a new thing today, about my cousin..."

Qin Ziqian frowned slightly. Although his heart was in turmoil, he still looked calm and composed. "Oh? What about your cousin?"

"How come you don't know yet? The Duan family has already proposed marriage to her. This matter is probably set in stone, almost certain."

In this way, Jiang Mian no longer has to worry about Jiang Nianwei and Qin Ziqian rekindling their old love, which is good news for her.

Since the two of them got hastily married, Jiang Mian has tried her best to please him, even taking out her treasured jewelry to treat his health, but he still looks so cold.

Jiang Mian was still a little doubtful at first. Could it be that he was still thinking about that cousin? Now he could completely put an end to that thought.

Although their marriage did not take place, it caused a lot of discussion among the public.

In the intervals between work, Qin Ziqian's eyes always inadvertently drifted towards the man named Duan Yun.

He was often sent out to sea to fish, and when he was not out to sea, he worked in the fields like them.

Moreover, although Duan Yun was young, he looked strong, with well-defined muscles and full of masculine energy. This formed a sharp contrast with his slightly weak appearance at the moment, which made Qin Ziqian feel resentful.

When the two were hoeing the ground, Qin Ziqian was exhausted and out of breath after working for a while.

During the break, he deliberately sat next to Duan Yun and inquired about his marriage, "I heard that you are going to get engaged to the third daughter of the Jiang family?"

Duan Yun gnawed the steamed bun in his hand, looked at him in confusion, and did not answer.

Qin Ziqian continued to talk to himself: "Then do you know that Jiang Sanniang was married before?"

As soon as these words came out, the air around them seemed to freeze for a moment. Then, those who had been listening silently in the corner gathered around.

"I seem to have heard something about this matter." Someone whispered, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "Didn't the third wife of the Jiang family marry into the Marquis's mansion in a glorious manner? I was not sure at first, but now that you've mentioned it, I remember, could it be that she had some scandal? Was she abandoned by her husband's family?"

Before the news of their divorce could be spread, the Jiang and Qin families were exiled.

"Not only that, she is not only scheming, cruel, and jealous, but more seriously, she has no respect for her mother-in-law, which is a taboo for women. Therefore, the Marquis's Mansion resolutely expelled her from the house. On the way to exile, she used all means possible, and her methods were despicable and outrageous. Otherwise, with her weak body, how could she be safe and sound on this dangerous journey until here?"

Although Qin Ziqian did not say it directly, his words revealed deep contempt, implying that she was an unclean woman.

The people around nodded repeatedly and looked at Duan Yun with pity.

Duan Yun stood up suddenly and brushed off the dust on his body, causing everyone around him to cough.

Although he had no feelings for Jiang Sanniang, he couldn't stand them pointing fingers at a woman. He glanced at everyone coldly and said, "I know very well what kind of person Jiang Sanniang is. But you can't even compare to her hair."

If Jiang Sanniang was a vicious person, why would she help his mother? How could such a woman be slandered so easily by them?

"I advise you to restrain your tongue and stop talking nonsense. You must know that in this world, some people use their tongues as swords to sow discord and slander others. When they die, they will fall into the tongue-pulling hell. There, the little devils will ruthlessly pry open the sinner's mouth, clamp the restless tongue tightly with iron pliers, and pluck it out alive as a warning to others."

As he spoke, he simulated the horrifying scene, clenching his fingers in the air as if he were really holding the cold iron clamp. This frightened the people around him so much that they trembled in their hearts and dared not to make any comments again.

"What's more," he continued, "Jiang Sanniang and I have never been engaged. Your nonsense not only destroys my reputation, but also tarnishes Jiang Sanniang's innocence."

This scene happened to be heard by Jiang Nianwei and Jiang Siyu who were not far away. Jiang Nianwei expressed some admiration: "Duan Yun is indeed a man of good character and can distinguish between good and evil."

"If my sister is moved, this marriage may still have room for change."

Jiang Nianwei glared at Jiang Siyu in reproach, "What nonsense are you talking about? He and I are definitely not a good match. As for you, I have seen through your little tricks a long time ago."

Jiang Siyu couldn't help but lower her head in panic and touched the teeth marks on her arm.

Late in the evening, Jiang Nianwei took Jiang Siyu and asked Duan Yun to meet her at the beach, and told him everything that had happened between them.

Duan Yun also apologized solemnly, "I will definitely explain this matter to my mother. I am really sorry that I have caused you so much trouble. You will definitely find another ideal husband in the future."

Jiang Nianwei lowered her eyes and chuckled, but said nothing more. She raised her head and suddenly saw a male corpse floating on the sea.

"What do you think that is?"

Duan Yun was shocked. It was not uncommon to see corpses on the sea. He immediately jumped into the sea and dragged the man out. He checked the man and found that he was still breathing. "He is not dead yet."

Jiang Nianwei turned the man over and saw a man lying on the shore. He was wearing a wet black robe. The sunlight shone obliquely on his angular face, adding a touch of softness to his pale and cold features, but it could not hide his dishevelled appearance. There seemed to be a wound on his arm, and blood was slowly flowing out of the wound.

"Sister, should we save him?"

Jiang Nianwei frowned slightly, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She thought to herself, "There are so many injured people. We can't save everyone. Let them fend for themselves."

"He seems to have something in his hand."

Jiang Siyu hesitated and bravely pulled the wet purple velvet flower from his hand, "Sister, I remember you seemed to have one too."

Jiang Nianwei took the velvet flower. It was not just a resemblance. This one was the one she had originally worn on her head, but it was snatched away by the soldier.

If so, then this person is the soldier who blocked the knife for her?