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It really was a funeral.

White banners hung above the gate of the Jiang residence, swaying gently in the bleak autumn wind. Paper money was scattered on the stone steps in front of the gate, and guests came and went, all with sorrow and regret on their faces.

"Sigh... What kind of evil spirit has befallen the Jiang family? They finally got justice a few days ago, and now that Master Jiang and his family have just returned, their daughter has died in the capital without any explanation?"

"Oh dear... life is unpredictable. I heard they haven't even found the body yet. How pitiful..."

Listening to the guests' conversation, Song Jinglan's expression was unreadable. He simply stepped through the gate and entered the courtyard, where he was greeted by a mourning hall.

Song Jinglan glanced around and saw Jiang's parents sitting on one side of the mourning hall. Jiang's father's eyes were somewhat dazed, as if he had not yet recovered from the pain of losing his daughter, while Jiang's mother kept wiping away tears with a handkerchief, her eyes already red and swollen from crying.

Jasmine, her eyes also red, comforted him. When she looked up, she met the gaze of Song Jinglan, who had suddenly arrived, which startled her.

Why is he here?!

Just then, Jiang Huanxi rushed forward and grabbed Song Jinglan by the collar, his bloodshot eyes filled with a mixture of ruthlessness and grief.

"Xie Jinglan! You dare to come here again!"

Jiang Huanxi gritted her teeth in hatred, "Tell me! Is my sister's death related to you?! How exactly did she die?!"

Before Song Jinglan could speak, Jixiang stepped forward sharply, pulled Jiang Huanxi aside, and blocked Song Jinglan's path, saying, "You must not be disrespectful in front of His Majesty!"

His Majesty?

Jiang Huanxi was slightly taken aback. Wasn't Xie Jinglan a concubine's son in the Xie family? How could he be...?

Noticing this, Jiang's parents hurried over. In the past two days, they had learned a great deal from Jiang Huanxi about the entanglement between the Xie family's third young master and their daughter, but they never expected…

Jasmine was startled. Rumors of the change of emperor had also spread in Jinling. She had learned a couple of days ago that Prince Jing had become emperor. Although she hadn't expected him to follow her here, seeing the current situation, she quickly stepped forward to explain.

“Master, Madam, Miss told me not to say this before, but the man before me is the former Prince Jing, who is now… His Majesty.”

Upon hearing Jasmine's words, the entire Jiang family was shocked. Jiang Huanxi even took a few steps back in disbelief, truly not expecting that his sister had kept so much from him.

Even knowing that the person standing in front of her was the emperor, Jiang Huanxi could not forgive this person who might be involved in her sister's death.

"So what if it's the Emperor?!"

Jiang Huanxi wore a white linen hat, his hands clenched into fists inside his sleeves, suppressing the ferocity in his eyes. "How exactly did my sister die!"

Song Jinglan's gaze swept over Jasmine beside him. Although he appeared calm, a fleeting look of guilt crossed Jasmine's eyes. Afraid of giving herself away, she could only pretend to be sad and lower her head.

It seems that Jasmine did not explain the cause of Jiang Yuyue's death clearly either.

This further convinced Song Jinglan that she had faked her death and escaped. However, the Jiang family's grief seemed genuine, and they probably hadn't informed her family that she was still alive.

She's really ruthless.

A chilling glint appeared in Song Jinglan's eyes as his gaze swept across the faces of the Jiang family members.

"I will give your Jiang family justice sooner or later regarding her matter."

Song Jinglan's voice was calm, but his words carried an invisible sense of pressure. As he spoke, he raised his left hand, and Jixiang beside him immediately understood and presented a square bundle.

"This is what she gave me before, and now it is being returned to her intact."

Song Jinglan handed the wooden box to Jiang Huanxi, and after saying that, he turned and left.

Jiang Huanxi stared blankly at the object in her hand, not understanding Song Jinglan's intention. She subconsciously wanted to go up and ask, but was stopped by her father.

Father Jiang shook his head silently. Although he was also deeply grieved, since the person in front of him was the emperor, they could not act recklessly. If they were not careful, they would probably end up with their family destroyed.

After traveling for several days without sleep, Song Jinglan looked exhausted. He had thought that he would get some clues after arriving at the Jiang family, but he did not expect Jiang Yuyue to be so ruthless.

"Moonshadow."

Song Jinglan called out, and a person immediately appeared, "This servant is here."

Yueying had been punished earlier and was still recovering from his injuries, so his face was slightly pale. Song Jinglan glanced at him and asked, "Has the Jiang family made any unusual moves?"

"I am incompetent and have not yet noticed anything. After Jasmine returned to the Jiang family to report the death, the Jiang family was extremely saddened. Although there were guests who came to pay their respects, Miss Jiang was not among them, and no one sent a message to the Jiang family."

Yueying's report was detailed. Upon hearing the result, Song Jinglan's gaze darkened. He didn't believe that Jiang Yuyue could never contact her family again!

“You’re staying in Jinling to keep an eye on the Jiang family because you’ve failed in your duties and let her go. Don’t even think about returning to the capital until you find her.”

Yueying's expression hardened. "Your subordinate obeys."

Jixiang, standing to the side, secretly felt sorry for Yueying. After all, Miss Jiang was determined to run away and had devised such a scheme. Who could stop her?

It was just that Yueying was unlucky enough to run into it.

Meanwhile, in the water town, Jiang Yuyue was constantly inquiring about the situation in the capital.

However, whether Song Jinglan deliberately concealed it or her "death" was not a big deal to begin with, Jiang Yuyue inquired from various sources but did not know the aftermath of the incident. Fortunately, she did not hear that the government was investigating anyone. It seems that in Song Jinglan's mind, "Jiang Yuyue" has been turned over.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue felt relieved. It had been about a month since she arrived in the water town, and now that the storm had mostly passed, it was time for her to make her next move.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyue pinched Jiang Qimo's nose and smiled, "Mo'er, Mo'er, do you want to see your uncle and maternal grandfather?"

Jiang Qimo, nestled in her arms, giggled and waved his little hands in the air, as if he understood her words and was overjoyed.

Before leaving the water town, she went to the shop to say goodbye to Lian Mo.

"Oh."

Lian Mo was organizing the account books. He was already clattering away on the abacus, which he wasn't very familiar with before, and he had the air of a shopkeeper. However, he didn't seem to have much of a reaction to the news that Jiang Yuyue was leaving.

"Leave the shop to me, you can leave if you want."

Seeing Lian Mo's answer, Jiang Yuyue clicked her tongue. However, seeing that this kid was becoming more and more reliable, she, the hands-off manager, felt at ease.

After saying goodbye, Jiang Yuyue began to prepare for her return home. In addition to hiring a reliable coachman and a maid to accompany her, she did something else.