Back to the day I married my second wife, I turned around and married my ex-husband's uncle

In an instant, it was as if a sharp knife pierced Jiang Ningwan's heart, causing a dull pain.

She pinched her palms so hard that her knuckles turned white.

"Ling Jinlan, I can agree to everything else, but not this."

"Marriage is no joke!"

Ling Jinlan lowered her eyes and said in a very low voice: "If my sister can do it, why can't I..."

"Hasn't the Ling family been exonerated?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ningwan felt inexplicably sad, and her heart tightened, "This has nothing to do with the Ling family!"

"Even if you are my biological sister, you can't do that."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Ling Jinlan's eyes. "Then I won't mention it again."

Even so, the words that had already been spoken were like a needle piercing Jiang Ningwan's heart.

Before the King of Chu woke up, the emperor summoned her to the palace for an audience.

It goes without saying that it was because of Zhou Tingxu's assassination of the King of Chu. She had already thought about it and took the opportunity to send Zhou Tingxu back to the Zhou family.

If she stays in the mansion, along with Ling Jinlan, the Prince Chu's mansion will probably not have peace.

In the imperial study room.

There was also a senior official from the Imperial Observatory.

"I have heard about Zhou Tingxu's assassination of the King of Chu, but I don't believe it."

"Has the assassin been caught?"

Jiang Ningwan said calmly, "The palace is heavily guarded, and no assassins were found to have sneaked into the palace. It's difficult to clear Zhou Tingxu of suspicion in this matter."

"After Zhou Tingxu was injured, he became emotionally unstable and suffered frequent nightmares. He might go crazy and hurt others."

"I think it would be better to send her back to the Zhou family to recuperate. Under the care of the Zhou family, she will recover faster."

Hearing this, the emperor frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Zheng Aiqing, tell me what you think."

"Yes!"

Zheng Mingyi, standing aside, said respectfully, "In fact, Zhou Tingxu and Prince Chu's horoscopes are a match made in heaven. Even though there is a conflict now, it is because Zhou Tingxu lives in the Prince Chu's mansion without a name or status."

"As long as they get married as soon as possible, the union of these two will surely bring prosperity to the Ning Kingdom."

After hearing this, Jiang Ningwan sneered in her heart.

"Can the fate of a country be changed by two people getting married? This is a bit absurd."

"Besides, how can the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, which observes celestial phenomena, calculate fate?"

The emperor was slightly dissatisfied after hearing this. "Don't underestimate Zheng Aiqing. In recent months, every marriage and childbirth in Kyoto has been calculated clearly. Even your aunt's pregnancy was predicted by Zheng Aiqing."

Jiang Ningwan suddenly realized. No wonder he looked familiar. It was him.

The Queen's people.

But the last time I saw him, he wasn’t wearing this kind of official uniform.

In just a few months, he was promoted successively and became the director of the Imperial Observatory.

"Master Zheng is truly remarkable, but why are all his calculations related to matters within the inner chambers?"

"The Imperial Observatory receives a salary from the imperial court, so it should also help the emperor with important national affairs."

Zheng Mingyi's face suddenly darkened. He thought quickly and replied, "Seemingly insignificant things can also cause changes in the country's destiny."

"Just like the child in Concubine Rong's belly, if it is born safely, it will be a blessing for Daning. If it is not born safely, it will be a disaster for Daning!"

The emperor believed the serious words without a doubt and nodded in appreciation, saying, "Lord Zheng, what you said is absolutely right."

Judging from the emperor's sincere belief, it seems that Jiang Xiru has put in a lot of effort in the past few months.

Jiang Xiru attended the most banquets held by dignitaries in Kyoto City. She knew exactly who was getting married and who was having children.

These insignificant things became meticulous plans when they were put to the charge of the Imperial Observatory.

Jiang Ningwan smiled and said, "I remember that the marriage between Pei Xunzhi and Qiu Cheng was also arranged by Lord Zheng, right?"

"Qiu Cheng is a great sinner. If this marriage really goes through, wouldn't it ruin Pei Xunzhi's life? Are they also a match made in heaven?"

Hearing this, Zheng Mingyi’s face changed and he looked away.

"This... the celestial phenomena are so unpredictable, and one small change can affect the entire body. It's not surprising that there are occasional mistakes."

Jiang Ningwan raised the corners of her lips slightly, "That means Master Zheng's calculations aren't accurate enough."

"The risks of marrying Zhou Tingxu into the palace are much greater than sending her back to the Zhou family."

"Your Majesty, please think twice!"

The emperor also understood the implication of these words. Jiang Ningwan was unwilling for the Prince of Chu to take a concubine. He called Zheng Mingyi here today to test Jiang Ningwan's bottom line.

I didn't expect that this bottom line is unshakable.

"Then let's put this matter aside for now and discuss it again after the King of Chu recovers. You are a skilled doctor, so you can treat Zhou Tingxu while you're at it."

"Zhou Tingxu should stay in Prince Chu's mansion to recuperate for the time being."

Jiang Ningwan's heart sank. It seemed that what the queen said was right. What she meant was what the emperor meant.

It was also the emperor's intention to let Zhou Tingxu marry the King of Chu.

The holy order is hard to disobey.

It seems that Zhou Tingxu can't be sent away for a while.

When leaving the imperial study, Jiang Ningwan looked at Zheng Mingyi with a deep gaze.

Keeping this person around is a disaster.

……

After Zhou Tingxu was put under house arrest, the mansion finally became peaceful.

Qin Shuangchi finally woke up after two days of coma.

Jiang Ningwan's heart finally settled down, and she helped him up from the bed. "How are you feeling? I've been taking your pulse these past two days, and it feels a little strange. Besides the superficial injuries, are you injured in any other way?"

Qin Shuangchi's face turned pale and he looked away when he heard this.

"No, maybe you saw it wrong."

"It's been good lately."

As he spoke, Qin Shuangchi picked up the porridge beside the bed and took two sips.

"Really..." Jiang Ningwan frowned, looking a little worried.

I hope she was mistaken.

Although she knew about Qin Shuangchi's illness, she still had some Shengyuan Yangqi Pills. The most important thing was that when she died in her previous life, there was no news of King Chu's death.

Qin Shuangchi can still live for many years.

"That night, it was Ling Jinlan who stabbed you, right? What happened?"

Qin Shuangchi was slightly startled, and after a moment of silence, he replied, "It's not her."

Jiang Ningwan was shocked.

"Who is that?"

"The assassin outside the palace."

Jiang Ningwan frowned and clenched her palms.

Qin Shuangchi is lying.

Why did he help Ling Jinlan hide it?

What happened that night? It seemed that she was the only one who was kept in the dark.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"come in."

The door was pushed open, and it was Ling Jinlan who entered the room. She was holding some food in her hands and placed it on the table.

He looked at her gently and quietly, "Sister, I heard that the prince has woken up. I came to bring him some food."

“They’re all relatively light foods.”

Jiang Ningwan stood up and wanted to carry Qin Shuangchi to the wheelchair, but he stretched out his hand and pushed her away. His handsome face showed a sense of alienation, and his voice was cold: "You go and do your work."

"Just ask Xiao Lan to come in."

Ling Jinlan hurried forward and held Qin Shuangchi's arm with her delicate hand. "I'll take care of the prince here, don't worry, sister."

Looking at her gentle and considerate actions, Qin Shuangchi did not push her away.

Jiang Ningwan felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart.

Turned and left the room.

Soon Xiao Lan entered the room and carried Qin Shuangchi to the wheelchair. "Your Highness, these are all your favorite dishes. Miss Ling made them herself. Please try them and see how they taste."

Jiang Ningwan, who had walked a short distance, paused and felt her throat tighten.

His palms were clenched red.

It was her negligence. After being married into the palace for so long, she never tried to understand what he liked.