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She followed Lu Yong back not because she really forgave him, but because she listened to Jiang Nianwei's advice and decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Originally Lu Yong still had doubts, but when he heard that her request was to dismiss those concubines, he felt that Jing Xiangxue still had feelings for him.

Jing Xiangxue is a soft-hearted person, and he can use this to regain her trust.

After returning to the Lu Mansion, he said sincerely: "Xiang Xue, it was because of that vicious woman that you suffered so much. I am sorry for you. I will make it up to you in the future. As for Feng, I will not interfere with how you want to take revenge on her."

I'm afraid he said the same thing to Feng at the beginning, but now the situation has changed.

Although Feng deserved to die, he, Lu Yong, was the culprit who caused all this.

Jing Xiangxue raised her eyes and glanced at him calmly, "I just hope you can send these sheep to the farm outside the city. The Feng family is not worthy of staying with them."

Lu Yong quickly agreed: "Okay, okay, I'll make the arrangements right away. So how do you want to deal with Feng?"

"You have already made up your mind, why are you asking me?"

Lu Yong wanted her to be the bad guy, but she refused to speak.

Feng is now in a state where life is worse than death. Whether she dies or not has no effect on her.

Thinking of Feng, Lu Yong's eyes grew with disgust, "In that case, why not raise a few vicious dogs to keep her company."

After lunch, several burly and ferocious dogs were released into the sheep pen. They pounced on Feng without hesitation and started biting her body.

Lu Yong stood aside, watching with cold eyes, a cold smile on his face: "Xiang Xue, you see that woman has already received retribution, and I sincerely regret my mistakes. Now that you are back, you can rest at home, but..."

He changed the subject, seeming to be in trouble.

Jing Xiangxue followed up his question and asked, "Just what?"

"You also know the current situation of the mansion. I am already exhausted from being in it. Everything in the mansion needs to be handed over to you to take care of. It would be even better if you could help. After all, you and I have been married for many years and have a son. You also know that the huge family business will be left to Jing Zhuo in the future."

Jing Xiangxue understood what he meant. There was something unsaid in his words. She smiled gently and said, "Don't worry. Our friendship remains the same. I will take care of all the affairs of the family. If you have any worries, I will do my best to help you overcome the difficulties."

Lu Yong felt warm at heart when he heard this. Compared to Feng, Jing Xiangxue was obviously more sensible.

But the caution he had developed over the years of experience made him remain alert.

Jing Xiangxue was not annoyed. As he said, she tried her best to manage the household affairs. Occasionally, she gave a few well-placed suggestions, which made Lu Yong more adept at handling affairs and solved many problems.

Gradually, Lu Yong began to let down his guard, but he still left his food, clothing and other expenses to his trusted associates.

Although there is a rift between him and the prefect, he has many businesses outside and has also currying favor with other officials. As long as he handles the tax issue well and does not reveal any flaws, the prefect will not be able to punish him.

Jing Xiangxue felt extremely disgusted every time she interacted with Lu Yong, but now she had to continue to endure it.

The tax issue is still under investigation, but the most crucial evidence has not been found. She must find clues to make him get the retribution he deserves.

And with her taking care of things at the mansion, Jiang Nianwei didn't have to climb over the wall at night. Jing Xiangxue would take care of her and help her sneak into the mansion.

She finally had the chance to get close to the private vault.

With the mechanism map in hand, the first layer of mechanisms can be easily avoided. There is no shortage of gold, silver and treasures accumulated from the business in the mansion over the years.

But these were left to her aunt by her grandfather, and she took them back into the space just to prevent Lu Yong from taking them away again.

Once everything is settled, she will return the coefficients to her aunt.

The ultimate purpose of her trip was to find out what her grandfather had left behind on the second floor of the private vault.

After clearing the first floor, she followed the instructions on the mechanism map and went to the second floor. The mechanism was under a wall.

First, tap the third stone from left to right three times, then tap the five stones from top to bottom three times.

At this time, the stones in the middle of the wall began to loosen.

She carefully removed it, revealing the mechanism hidden behind it.

With a light press of the fingertips, accompanied by a sound, a deep stone staircase quietly appeared under the stone door...

Jiang Nianwei couldn't help but sigh inwardly, this mechanical technique was truly ingenious and breathtaking.

She illuminated herself with the light of the night pearl and slowly walked down the stone steps.

Recalling my grandfather, he was fair all his life. Although he only had two daughters, he never showed favoritism, whether it was his mother who married far away or Jing Xiangxue who was his daughter.

However, things in this world are unpredictable. The only regret is that I placed my trust in Lu Yong.

When Jiang Nianwei arrived here, she was inevitably shocked. Although there was no gold, silver or jewelry, there were all kinds of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jades, and strange collections, some of which she couldn't even name.

Here are also treasured immortal works by several top painters of the time, each of which contains the painters' hard work and soul.

Its value has long surpassed the worldly measurement of gold and silver and has become a priceless treasure.

But my grandfather’s behavior is puzzling. Why did he make such arrangements?

It was not until she saw a letter placed in a conspicuous place that she understood the reason.

These are all rare heirlooms that my grandfather obtained through various channels, but they were not for collection but for giving as gifts.

Jiang Nianwei discovered that every painting and every collection had a detailed explanation of who preferred it and who wanted to obtain it.

After Jing Qiudie married Jiang Yan, her grandfather was very clear about Jiang Yan's character. He knew that he was easy to offend people and would be harmed by a villain one day.

After completing the collection and investigation, he passed away before he could hand over the collection to his second daughter.

It is truly heart-wrenching to see how far-reaching the plans parents make for their children.

Jiang Nianwei felt only deep regret in her heart. If her aunt could not remember those things, she would never know her grandfather's good intentions towards her mother.

Jiang Nianwei put all these items into the space, and put away the letter properly, muttering to herself: "Grandfather, Nianwei accepts your kindness on behalf of my mother. I will make good use of this information in the future... I will not let you down, and I will also avenge you."

She took away all the things in the private vault on the second floor, perhaps they would come in handy someday in the future.

Another purpose for her coming here this time was to give the medicines exchanged from the space to Jing Xiangxue.

Botulinum toxin is a modern drug used for wrinkle removal injections, but if people take this drug, they will lose their ability to move and gradually become paralyzed.

Jiang Nianwei explained again and again: "Aunt, this medicine is colorless and tasteless. You just need to find a way to make him take a small amount every day. Over time, he will be paralyzed and lose his ability to move, or even die. But you must be careful when using it."

Jing Xiangxue nodded calmly, but couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, "Don't worry too much, I know what to do."

"But Lu Yong won't let you get close to him now, and he has hired many martial arts masters to protect him. How can you make him take the medicine quietly?"

Seeing this, Jing Xiangxue gently patted the back of her hand to comfort her, and then said leisurely: "Nianwei, don't forget that this place was once the location of my Jing Mansion. No matter how Lu Yong arranges defenses and investigates carefully, there will always be shadows of the old people in the mansion around him, and I happen to have a close relationship with such an old servant."

When Lu Yong took over the Jing Mansion, he replaced all the people in the mansion except for a fire-making maid.

On a winter evening when the weather was snowy and the wind was biting cold, a little girl in ragged clothes huddled on the side of the road.

Jing Xiangxue's eyes were full of compassion. She leaned over gently and took out a tael of silver from her sleeve: "If you still can't eat enough in the future, come to the kitchen of Jing Mansion. The people there will arrange work for you. From now on, you won't have to suffer from hunger and cold anymore."

The maid went to guard the backyard of the Jing family. There happened to be a shortage of a maid to help with the fire, and she didn't want any wages. She just wanted to have enough food and warm clothes, so the kitchen manager kept her.

She was usually unknown and had little interaction with the people in the mansion. However, her inconspicuousness became her shelter, allowing her to stay in the Lu Mansion.

When Jing Xiangxue was locked in the sheep pen, this maid would often bring her some food, which allowed her to survive for so many years.

Now this maid is still making fire in the kitchen, but she has the opportunity to come into contact with Lu Yong's food.

Jing Xiangxue privately told the maid that she only needed to add this substance to the water that Lu Yong used to cook every day. The maid who was in charge of the fire thought of their old friendship and agreed immediately.

"You know, if you were discovered, you might lose your life."

Although her voice was soft, every word was sonorous. "Madam, I will always remember your kindness. If it weren't for your rescue, I would have died long ago. Now my life belongs to you. I only ask you to give me a name."

Since she was young, she was like a rootless duckweed and had never had the good fortune to hear her own name. Others just called her "girl".

"From today on, you will be called 'fragrant grass'. May you be like the tenacious fragrant grass in the fields, inconspicuous but with strong vitality, filling the world with green year after year."

She had secretly decided in her heart that after this matter was over, she would keep this girl named Fangcao by her side and treat her as her own daughter.

Fang Cao's eyes filled with tears, "Thank you, ma'am."

……

Ah Zhao has been running around in the city these days, but he has a vague strange feeling, as if someone is following him.

When he turned around, he found nothing unusual behind him.

As cautious as he was, he finally caught a tofu pudding vendor who often appeared around him.

The other party did not resist at all and let him pull him by the collar and take him to a deserted place.

Ah Zhao asked sternly, "Who are you and why are you here beside me?"

The man lowered his head and replied, "Sir, please calm down. I just make a living by selling tofu pudding. Perhaps it is fate that makes you feel that we meet so often. In fact, I have no other intentions, and I dare not offend you in the slightest."

His words were sincere, but his face showed helplessness, as if everything was just a coincidence.

Ah Zhao did not believe him, but just quickly attacked the other party with a dagger.

The peddler not only did not try to dodge, but instead straightened his back with a look of fearlessness in the face of death.

Ah Zhao was even more confused. He paused for a moment with the dagger in his hand, and finally slowly put it back into the sheath.

If an ordinary person faces the threat of death, his instinct will drive him to struggle or resist.

Ah Zhao lowered his voice and said, "You are really weird. I want to kill you, but you don't hide."

The vendor felt a sense of oppression and immediately knelt down and shouted, "Your Highness, I am as humble as dust. If I can help you, I will do it even if it means going through fire and water. If you want my life, I will accept it without complaint."

In an instant, the vendor realized that he had said something wrong, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands.

Ah Zhao was even more confused: "Your Highness? Are you calling me?"

The vendor took a deep breath, and when he saw that there was no one around, he said solemnly, "Your Highness, you have been missing for many days, and I have been looking for you. Now the battle on the front line is urgent. If you don't show up, I'm afraid your substitute will not be able to hold on."

Ah Zhao just felt confused, fragments of memories flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't remember all the past events.

But what this man said didn't sound like a lie. When he heard that the war was getting tense, he felt his heart tighten.

A moment later, several secret guards disguised as vendors appeared around him and all knelt in front of him.

"We originally wanted to find an opportunity to explain this emergency to Your Highness in the most appropriate way, but Your Highness is so sharp-minded that he has already noticed it. In this case, I will no longer conceal it and report everything I know truthfully."

"At that time, His Highness said that we didn't need to follow him, but he lost contact half a month later... We searched hard for clues about you, and finally saw you in Linzhou..."

The secret guard Zheng Changkong told the whole story of his disappearance.

Another newly joined secret guard, Yuwen Long, was straightforward and could not hold back his doubts, so he blurted out, "Your Highness, you seem to be too close to a handsome man. You have lost your memory, so could it be that you have an affair with him?"

Zheng Changkong on the side quickly reminded him in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't know the reason."

Ah Zhao's mouth twitched a few times, but he still explained the reason seriously: "Those are my wife and children. They just disguised themselves as men for the convenience of traveling."

He didn't know why he had to explain all this to this group of people. He originally thought that these secret guards were all very smart, but now it seemed that they were all stupid.

If I were really the God of War Prince they were talking about, how could I have cultivated such a person.

When Yuwen Long heard that it was a woman, his eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately smiled, "Your Highness, during the time you were missing, I even found the princess. She is extremely beautiful, talented, and wise. It is my fault that I did not realize her true identity. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

"Here, I sincerely feel happy for the marriage between Your Highness and the Princess. I hope that the two of you will be deeply in love, spend a hundred years together, and create a good story for the world."

It seems that this secret guard is not that stupid. At least what he says is quite pleasing. But this alone cannot convince him.

"Perhaps, you have misunderstood. I only look like His Highness. I will pretend that I have not heard anything about what happened today. Why don't you all just go away and be well? If you insist on following me, I am afraid that next time I will not be so polite."

Seeing Ah Zhao preparing to leave, Zheng Changkong was anxious, "Your Highness, you are carrying a wooden plaque proving your identity! Didn't you see the word Zhao? You are Prince Yu Baili Zhao!"