The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

The sky is clear today, and the autumn sun is neither glaring nor scorching, but warm when it shines on my body.

Jiang Lingyue held the reins and galloped on her horse, leaving behind the scenery along the way and all her worries.

In past and present lives, everything is like a passing cloud.

She should completely abandon all entanglements, whether related to kinship or love.

The cool autumn breeze blew on her face. Jiang Lingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of her lips.

If she ignored the pair of hands tightly wrapped around her waist, she would be so happy right now.

She likes riding horses, going anywhere, and she doesn't even need to know where the destination is. She just likes the feeling of galloping forward.

This feeling was so strange, so strange that she didn't even realize it was a yearning for freedom.

But the hand around her waist was tightly wrapped around her, and the man behind her had a broad chest, holding her completely in his arms.

Even with the reins in her hands, she still couldn't go anywhere.

Jiang Lingyue inexplicably felt irritated. After running two laps, she tightened the reins and stopped next to the little white horse.

She said, "Hengzhi, I want to try riding one alone."

Her tone was light, and even when she called the emperor by his courtesy name, she did not seem awkward or uncomfortable as she had been the previous times.

Qi Junyi was slightly delighted when he heard this and immediately responded with a "OK".

He dismounted and carried the person down. As soon as the soft and delicate body was in his arms, he wanted to kiss her, but considering that they were outside and there were guards not far away, he stopped.

Jiang Lingyue refused his attempt to carry her onto the horse. She stepped on the stirrup and mounted the horse herself. Her movements were clean and neat, and she didn't look like a girl who had never ridden a horse before.

The Jiang family's father and son were watching this scene from a distance.

Suddenly I remembered that I had never seen their daughter/sister like this before.

In my memory, Jiang Lingyue was a transparent person in the Jiang family.

They only knew that it was she who caused them to lose their first wife/mother.

The young couple had two sons and one daughter, and Jiang Shao naturally had feelings for his wife.

When Jiang Lingyue's biological mother died, Jiang Shao was almost thirty years old. He had been a father more than once and had long lost the joy of looking forward to having a child.

The pain of losing his wife overwhelmed the already limited fatherly love he had. Whenever he saw Jiang Lingyue, the culprit who kept crying, he couldn't help but feel angry.

The words 'born to bring misfortune upon his mother, an unlucky person' were spoken to a baby in swaddling clothes.

In this dynasty where filial piety is the guiding principle, Jiang Lingyue's biological father said such harsh words. If nothing unexpected happens, she will have to bear the ominous stigma for the rest of her life.

But no one thought that he was too harsh as a father. Instead, they praised him for his deep love and the pain of losing his wife.

Even the Marquis's Mansion would not blame their son-in-law for speaking without restraint because he had harmed their daughter's granddaughter.

With the charge of "unknown" crime, it was almost a foregone conclusion that Jiang Lingyue would be treated poorly.

Later, Shen came into the family and Jiang Lingxin was born, which filled Jiang Shao's last regret of wanting a daughter, and the attention left for Jiang Lingyue became less and less.

The two young masters of the Jiang family are gradually growing up. They are both men and are very busy every day. Their vision is certainly not limited to the backyard.

The affairs of the harem were originally managed by women. Now that they had a mistress, they worked hard to create a future for the Jiang family, which was already on the decline.

So much so that when I think back now, I have very few memories of this daughter/sister.

It's really, too inconspicuous.

It's like a stone huddled in a dark corner, no one cares about it.

No one cared about her food, clothing and other expenses, and no one cared whether Shen had hired a nanny to teach her, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family.

As he grew older, his facial features began to develop, his body began to grow, and he became a graceful young girl. Jiang Shao would occasionally discover that his wife had left him a daughter.

It was just the cold treatment during the years of growing up. There was no warmth between father and daughter. They were worse than strangers.

There are regrets.

But it only appeared for a brief moment. After all, he had a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter, and two legitimate sons to support the family.

As for this daughter who was born to kill her mother, she is actually dispensable.

If she had not entered the palace and been favored, and if she had not been standing at a height high enough to overlook the entire Jiang family, Jiang Shao might not have even looked at her straight in the eye until now.

The brothers Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu are similar.

Especially Jiang Wen, he is seven years older than his sister, and he has been with his mother for seven years, so he has the deepest feelings for his mother.

At the age of seven, when he didn't fully understand anything, Jiang Wen, influenced by his father's words "born to bring bad luck to his mother", felt from the bottom of his heart that his sister was the murderer who killed his mother.

It's good enough that he doesn't hate her, so how could he be nice to her?

Even though she grew up and realized that it wasn't her fault, habit is a terrible thing.

It is also unreasonable to vent your anger on others.

Anyway, she is just a girl whose honor and disgrace depends on her family, and her marriage is also in the hands of the Shen family.

So what if I'm treated badly?

What kind of storm can it cause?

And now, the father and his two sons were staring blankly into the distance with complicated expressions.

Beside them, a middle-aged man in official robes suddenly chuckled and said, "There's no such thing as an overnight grudge between a father and daughter. The queen must have suffered some injustice at home. Brother Jiang is the elder, so why bother getting angry with his daughter? Take the initiative to say a few soft words to ease the relationship between the queen and the family. Wouldn't that make everyone happy?"

This was the steward of the royal estate, a mere fifth-rank bookkeeper. He was certainly not familiar with the Jiang father and son, yet he took the initiative to say such words.

It is a gesture of goodwill.

Two months ago, he couldn't even touch the corner of Jiang Shao's clothes, but now, they are both of the fifth rank, and Jiang Shao has become a manager under him, so naturally he has to give him some face.

He shook his head helplessly: "To be honest, Brother Li, it's not me who's angry, it's really the Empress who refuses to see me."

These days, Jiang Shao has been thinking about seeing his daughter almost every day, whether by begging for mercy or asking for mercy.

In short, the family's future is above everything else, let alone giving in to his daughter.

Even if he had to kowtow and apologize, he would be willing as long as his daughter could put aside her past grudges with her family and agree to let her sister stop serving in the army.

He didn't expect his little daughter to leave the military camp safely.

Even being sentenced to death would be better than now.

I did see him today, but with His Majesty here...

The blood of the Shen family in Caishikou is still hot, and the Shen family is indeed unforgivable, but how could Jiang Shao not know that His Majesty dealt with them so harshly because he wanted to vent his anger for his beloved concubine.

Even if he had ten courages from heaven, he would not dare to approach and talk to his daughter in front of His Majesty.

And the other side.

Under the setting sun, a girl in fiery red rode alone, galloping on her horse, galloping freely on the horse field. She was bright and lively, and unrestrained, which would never appear in the Jiang family.

Behind her, the young emperor rode his mount, following not too far away, his eyes always fixed on the girl in front.

Such a scene, in the eyes of everyone, seemed like a dream.

Their cold and aloof Majesty actually pampers people like this.