Quick Transmigration: Host, Please Be a Mute Beauty

The two did not have much time alone before Fu Yanci was summoned back to the palace by the emperor's messenger.

The capital is going to be even more lively today, because the Grand Preceptor is getting married, and the bride is none other than Miss Jiang from the General's Mansion. Everyone is bound to gossip about it.

"The Jiang family's daughter is so lucky to marry the Imperial Advisor; she's truly brought honor to the family!"

"What?! I don't know if she's lucky or unlucky. Everyone knows the rumors about the Imperial Advisor, that he can only live to be thirty-five. What will she do for the rest of her life?"

"You're right, I'll be living the life of a widow for the rest of my life."

"However, if it were me, I would also be willing to accept a person as beautiful as the Imperial Preceptor!"

"Wang Po, you're over fifty years old, and you're still daydreaming!"

"Oh my! Can't this old woman even think about it anymore!"

……

When Jiang Qiao returned to the mansion, Jiang Anran was waiting for her.

Jiang Anran rushed up, demanding, "Jiang Qiao, where did you hide my mother?"

"Do you want to see her? I'll take you there," Jiang Qiao said with a smile.

Jiang Anran's expression froze for a moment. "You... what exactly do you want?"

Jiang Qiao leaned closer to her and sighed, "Feng Ruoxi killed my second uncle with her own hands. I'm already being lenient by not reporting her to the authorities. I'm hiding her away carefully. Do you want to go and keep her company?"

Jiang Anran could clearly see a mole near her ear. Jiang Qiao's words startled her, and she swallowed hard. "I don't believe it! How could this be? They love each other so much, how could this happen?!"

Jiang Qiao could hear the guilty conscience in her words; it seemed that Jiang Anran had already sensed something.

"Love? Forget about it, I'll take you to ask her yourself."

Jiang An took a few steps back, her eyes turning red. "I'm not going, I'm not going, you must be lying to me!"

Jiang Qiao changed the subject abruptly, her eyes flashing with sharpness, "That's not up to you. Men, take her away."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the men in black reappeared, drugged Jiang Anran, and took her away.

These men in black were personally trained by Jiang Qiao when they were still on the border. They were extremely loyal, much like assassins, but treated much better than assassins.

……

As the sun slowly descended, the evening glow painted half the sky red, and street vendors finished their day's work and went home for dinner.

The alley was deep, and in the deepest courtyard, Feng Ruoxi and Jiang Anran were locked together.

Jiang Anran was exhausted from crying. She never imagined that Jiang Qiao would be so bold.

"Mom, I want to go home."

Blood had scabbed over Feng Ruoxi's face, her complexion was terribly pale, and her voice was hoarse, "We can't go back, she won't let us go."

"Jiang Qiao said that your father's death was related to you, is that right?"

Feng Ruoxi suddenly laughed, turning to look at Jiang Anran, "What? Do you think I'm cruel?"

Jiang Anran was shocked, "Mother, how could you..."

"He's a good-for-nothing, so let's just kill him."

Jiang Anran started crying again. She felt wronged. If her father were here, she would never have become like this.

Feng Ruoxi scolded her, "Why are you crying!"

Jiang Anran: "It's all your fault! You killed my father, how could I have a mother like you!"

"shut up!"

"crunch-"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the red dress was blown up by the wind.

"Alright, both of you shut up."

Jiang Qiao pulled up a chair, sat down, and rested her chin on her hand, looking at the mother and daughter with a lazy air.

"Jiang Qiao, please let us go!"

Jiang Anran seemed very extreme, while Feng Ruoxi remained silent.

"I'm afraid that won't work; you won't be able to go back."

"Jiang Qiao, do you really have to be so ruthless?"

"Do you want to know why?"

Jiang Qiao continued, "Do you think I've become a different person? Do you think I'm not stupid anymore, and that I'm not being fooled by you anymore? Since you're all about to die, I might as well tell you, because I'm not her. I'm here to avenge her."

Jiang Anran stared at Jiang Qiao in shock, a chill running down her spine. Yes, she had changed drastically. That fool, who only knew how to brandish knives and guns, how could she have become like this? She should have figured it out a long time ago.

Jiang Qiao slowly recalled what they had done in their previous life.

He made the original owner of this body laugh at her, schemed against her at every turn, harmed Ji Muhe's unborn child, and colluded with Yan Qingli...

There are countless of them.

"Let me think, what kind of death should I give you? How about sinking the well? The same way she died..."

Jiang Anran shouted, "No! Jiang Qiao, no! I apologize! Please don't kill me!"

Feng Ruoxi remained silent, like a quiet evil spirit.

Jiang Qiao didn't want to waste any more time talking to them; she had too many things to do lately.

Jiang Qiao was very strong. She led the two of them to the dry well in the backyard. Jiang Anran was still struggling, sometimes cursing and sometimes pleading.

This is an ancient well, its walls covered with moss, and its water is icy cold.

Feng Ruoxi touched her face; the scabs made her feel disgusted. She looked at the dry well in front of her, hardened her heart, and broke free from Jiang Qiao. "Jiang Qiao, if the day comes soon, I will definitely kill you with my own hands."

After saying that, he jumped.

Jiang Anran was terrified; her eyes were already swollen from crying. "Mother—"

Jiang Qiao remained calm, unmoved by the slightest reaction. "It's your turn."

There was another "splash".

A woman's muffled sobs came from the well.

Jiang Qiao sighed and instructed someone in the shadows, "Seal the well."

In this era, killing is truly a very simple thing; they are, and so is Jiang Qiao…

Jiang Qiao will tell everyone that Feng Ruoxi and her daughter have returned to their country estate to recuperate, and no one will know that they are missing.

The night was quiet, as if nothing had happened. The stars still twinkled in the sky, and the moon remained as cold and clear as ever. No one would ever come to this courtyard again…

As dawn broke and the thin mist dissipated, birds chirped outside the window.

Today, Jiang Qiao received an invitation from the Princess's residence. Qiu Shi carefully combed her hair and put on hairpins, making sure there was no mistake.

This was Jiang Qiao's first appearance in front of noble ladies after attending the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Her reputation used to be bad, but now it was different. Most people changed their opinion of Jiang Qiao because of her proposal to establish female officials.

Jiang Qiao was dressed in a light blue dress, with large magnolia flowers embroidered on the hem, so lifelike and beautiful that Chunhua couldn't take her eyes off her.

"Miss, you are so beautiful, you are a perfect match for the Imperial Advisor."

"Let's go." Jiang Qiao put down the bronze mirror. "Today's banquet is scheduled to be held in the palace. Please inform my mother so that she won't worry."

"Alright, let's go early. Miss can also go and see the Imperial Concubine."

Jiang Qiao indeed thought so.

Yunyue must have invited many noble ladies to today's banquet, otherwise the venue wouldn't have been the palace.

Jiang Qiao sat in the carriage with a deep gaze, wondering if Yan Qingli would be there today.

She also wanted to take her to see that dry well...

Today's event is actually a flower appreciation banquet, held in the Imperial Garden. The palace truly lives up to its name; it's incredibly luxurious. The Imperial Garden alone covers hundreds of acres and has all kinds of flowers.

Before Jiang Qiao even reached the pavilion, the fragrance of flowers that wafted towards her dazzled her eyes. The strongest fragrance was that of osmanthus, which was very pleasant.

Shi Yunyue saw Jiang Qiao from afar, waved to him, and smiled broadly.

Jiang Qiao followed closely behind, saying, "The princess kept her word."

"Of course, it's just an invitation." Shi Yunyue seemed to be in a good mood. Then she whispered in Jiang Qiao's ear, "If my mother hadn't asked me to strengthen our relationship, I wouldn't have wanted to hold a banquet today. Next time, I'll invite you to my residence, just the two of us. I'll show you around; I'm the top courtesan in every brothel."

Jiang Qiao: ...Is this something I can say? The rumors are true!