Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

When talking about her husband who had suddenly fallen ill and was bedridden and almost dying, Zhang Yongzhi showed no sadness on her face.

She sighed, picked up a grape with her bare hands and put it between her scarlet lips, chewing it gently. The sweet juice immediately splashed out, and she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"Alas, this is fate. Who knows? As his legal wife, I have hired many famous doctors for him and spent countless money, but there is still no effect. How can I not feel heartbroken?"

Although it was a pity to say this, there was not a trace of sadness on Zhang Yongzhi's face, and there was even a faint smile in the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Mingwei was stunned and almost suspected that she had seen it wrong.

But soon, the eldest princess nodded and agreed with her: "Yes, everyone has their own destiny. When their destiny is about to end, what can ordinary people do to change it? It's also the fault of Duke Huai. He has indulged in pleasure all these years and never knew how to restrain himself. Now that the disease is coming on fiercely, he knows the pros and cons, but it's useless..."

The two of them chatted as if no one was around, as if Jiang Mingwei didn't exist at all.

But if Jiang Mingwei remembered correctly, Duke Huai had always been in good health...

If he hadn't been Kang Jian, he wouldn't have been able to infect Zhang Yongzhi with the disease. How could he suddenly become ill?

Her brain was working so fast that it almost crashed, and she came to a somewhat scary conclusion!

Jiang Mingwei looked at the two people beside her with cold sweat, and had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Meeting Zhang Yongzhi's eyes, she curled her red lips slightly and asked in a low voice: "Madam Wei looks pale, is she feeling unwell?"

"No, thanks to Madam for your concern, I'm fine. It's just about the matter of Duke Huai..."

"Don't worry. In that room alone, there are seven or eight servants to take care of him. Since you are my husband, how could you treat him badly in this regard?"

Zhang Yongzhi spoke with a smile, and Jiang Mingwei smacked her lips, but ultimately did not ask any more questions.

Could it be that she was worried that Duke Huai was not being well taken care of?

His illness came on strangely, and after she had diagnosed Zhang Yongzhi, Jiang Mingwei knew that she was no fool and could hear the deep meaning in the conversation between the Grand Princess and her just now.

Duke Huaiguo’s illness is probably related to Zhang Yongzhi!

While feeling terrified, Jiang Mingwei couldn't help but be impressed by her courage.

In this cannibalistic era, most women obey their husbands after marriage. However, after Zhang Yongzhi learned that her illness was caused by her husband, she could no longer tolerate it and decided to cut the root of the problem!

Decisive and resolute, without any procrastination.

So Jiang Mingwei admired her from the bottom of her heart, but she was afraid that Zhang Yongzhi's actions would be discovered.

I was wondering if there was any way I could help her?

It can be seen that Zhang Yongzhi was very confident. We knew that since she had done it, she must have done it perfectly so that others would not notice anything unusual, so we gave up the idea of adding fuel to the fire.

After all, it was a conspiracy to murder royal relatives, so Jiang Mingwei was a little scared. It would be best if she didn't need help at the moment.

But it was he who diagnosed Zhang Yongzhi's illness, and he was also the one who told her that the cause of her illness was related to Duke Huaiguo.

So in a sense, does it count as killing Duke Huai? !

The more Jiang Mingwei thought about it, the more nervous she became. She trembled as she picked up the wine glass on the table, raised it with both hands, and saluted Zhang Yongzhi from a distance.

Zhang Yongzhi did not give Jiang Mingwei any face and raised his glass to drink with her.

At last, he saw that Jiang Mingwei was nervous, so he gently comforted her: "Madam Wei, don't be nervous. You didn't do anything. Why are you sweating so much?"

Jiang Mingwei smiled awkwardly. It was good that she didn't do anything. She really didn't do anything...

Soon, the two began to talk about other things.

Jiang Mingwei wanted to listen but didn't dare to, for fear that she would discover some shocking secret. So she simply looked at An Ning who was standing beside her with eyes wide open, expecting to see her.

After thinking for a while, I told her the story of Sleeping Beauty.

The little girl listened with great interest, her eyes shining, staring at Jiang Mingwei's hands moving up and down in the air, her face full of excitement.

When the eldest princess turned around, she saw An Ning with a sweet smile on her face. She then looked at Jiang Mingwei who was talking to her vividly without any impatience at all.

She looked at Jiang Mingwei with increasingly gentle eyes.

It's a pity that such a good girl only married a fifth-rank general, and her husband died on the battlefield, leaving her a widow.

If she had known Jiang Mingwei earlier, she would have helped her find a good marriage and a perfect husband!

At this moment, Jiang Mingwei didn't know that someone was watching her every move from a distance.

"General Wei."

Hearing the call from behind, Wei Jing withdrew his gaze from Jiang Mingwei and turned to meet Jiang Mingjin's eyes.

He stood up and bowed, but was stopped just as he was about to salute.

"We are here just for fun today, no need to be formal."

After that, he looked towards Jiang Mingwei with complicated eyes, "I never thought that the rumors in the capital were true. She has become a favorite of the Grand Princess now?"

"My sister-in-law has her own unique qualities, and she just happened to be appreciated by the Grand Princess. Moreover, my sister-in-law is naturally intelligent, but she was previously trapped in the Wei Mansion and could not be discovered. Now there is a mentor who is willing to clear her dust, and Minister Jiang should be relieved."

Wei Jing frowned slightly, with an unhappy expression on his face.

He didn't like the tone of Jiang Mingjin's words, as if Jiang Mingwei didn't deserve to be treated like this by the Grand Princess!

But among all the noble ladies in Bianjing, not a single one sat next to the Grand Princess except her. This is the ability of the eldest sister-in-law!

Jiang Mingjin could tell that Wei Jing was angry. He was slightly startled. Suddenly he remembered that Wei Jing always seemed to protect Jiang Mingwei at all times. Could it be that the two of them...

But soon, he gave up this idea.

Wei Jing is an upright person, how could he have any immoral thoughts about his sister-in-law?

He must feel that the two of them are now considered a family, and that they prosper together and suffer together, so he helps each other in everything.

"General Wei, you misunderstood. I didn't mean any other thing. I just didn't expect her to change so much..."

Turning to look at Jiang Mingwei, she was smiling and using sign language with An Ning.

Jiang Mingjin's eyes were complicated, and a hint of tenderness inexplicably emerged in his heart...

He almost forgot that Jiang Mingwei was not always arrogant and vicious, she also had an extremely lovely and kind side.

During every festival and New Year, there would always be beggars going to the back door of the Jiang residence to beg for food and money.

Every time this happened, he would be driven away by the servants.

One time, he and Jiang Mingwei went to the backyard for fun and happened to meet a deaf-mute beggar begging with a timid little baby beside him.

He thought his sister was naughty and would definitely drive them away with a stick.

Unexpectedly, she took off her silver bracelet and handed it to the mute beggar.

And he also asked the servant who was good at sign language to tell him——

"Dad and Mom said that children should have new clothes and delicious food during the New Year. You can give them to your children so that they can have a good New Year. I hope you can support yourselves next year!"

Upon hearing this, the mute beggar burst into tears and quickly knelt down to kowtow to him and Jiang Mingwei.

Since then, although she was still naughty at other times, every New Year's Eve, Jiang Mingwei would become a different person...