217: Chapter 98: Troublemaking_5 217: Chapter 98: Troublemaking_5 But her words were imdiately drowned out by the clamor, and Jiang Li even saw soone bend over to pick up stones, intending to throw them at Ye Jiaer.
Jiang Li hurriedly pulled Ye Jiaer, urging her to take cover behind the guards.
“Who said the Ancient Fragrance Satin can be deadly?” A slightly cold and crisp female voice, not particularly loud, seed to have a piercing power, clearly reaching everyone’s ears.
The crowd looked forward.
They saw an unknown young girl standing in front of the guards, dressed in deep and light shades of blue-green, exceptionally clean, with a beautiful and gentle face, bright and endearing.
Perhaps the transformation of identity between “Chief Minister’s Daughter” and “rchant’s Daughter” ant even the scent they carried was slightly different.
The commoners dared to throw stones at Ye Jiaer but faced with this seemingly gentle young girl, they didn’t dare to speak rudely, as if they were apprehensive.
Maybe it was because there was an air of fearlessness about Jiang Li.
“Who are you?
The problems with the Ancient Fragrance Satin are known to all.
Look at our clothes!” Perhaps aiming to embarrass a young girl like Jiang Li, a man rolled up his sleeve to show her the fine red rash on his arm.
Perhaps he expected Jiang Li to shield her eyes in disconcert at the sight, but Jiang Li simply glanced indifferently at his bare arm, as if it were a teacup, a bowl, an oil lamp, revealing no hint of disturbance.
“Oh.” She responded indifferently, then pulled a short dagger out of her sleeve.
The surrounding crowd jumped in fright, involuntarily taking a step back.
This girl had drawn a knife at the first sign of trouble; she wasn’t planning on killing soone, was she?
Although they were all clamoring that the Ye Family had killed soone, they knew deep down that the Ye Family wouldn’t kill anyone in broad daylight.
“Cousin—” Ye Jiaer desperately wanted to stop her.
But Jiang Li held the dagger below her arm and with a “swish” sound, she cleanly cut off a piece of the fabric from her sleeve.
She casually tossed the piece of fabric toward the man who had rolled up his sleeve, who caught it instinctively.
“Feel free to take a look.
I’m also wearing Ancient Fragrance Satin.
Yet, I have no such rashes on my body.
If you don’t believe , any sister here can co with and verify it right now,” Jiang Li said.
Ye Jiaer and Ye Rufeng were stunned; they hadn’t realized that Jiang Li was wearing Ancient Fragrance Satin.
They were in such a hurry today that nobody paid attention to what Jiang Li was wearing.
When Jiang Li ca to Xiangyang, the incident with Ancient Fragrance Satin had already occurred; Lizheng Hall had stopped selling it and Jiang Li couldn’t get even half a yard of it, so she must have bought it in Yanjing.
Jiang Li saw the crowd’s expressions soften a bit and her heart relaxed slightly.
She had found this particular garnt in her luggage when she arrived in Xiangyang.
Yesterday, when Tonger was looking for clothes for her, she ntioned it, and Jiang Li, seized by a sudden idea, hadn’t expected to use it so soon.
Ancient Fragrance Satin was not cheap; any commoner who could afford it was certainly not from a poor family, yet it still represented a significant amount of silver.
Most bought it as a gift, and with the gift turning problematic and having spent so much silver, naturally, these families would not let the matter rest.
Nothing was more persuasive than wearing the fabric on one’s own body.
Jiang Li had heard Xue Huaiyuan say, Nothing hurts like a knife wound on oneself; it’s not easy for the common people to empathize deeply, but if you want the common people to believe that you deeply understand their plight, many issues can be resolved.
No one ca to check Jiang Li’s arms—perhaps because her expression was so honest, people couldn’t help but believe that the arm beneath the cut sleeve was as white as her countenance.
There were still commoners who didn’t believe Jiang Li and carefully examined the cut sleeve.
In the end, they had to nod, “It is indeed Ancient Fragrance Satin.”
Jiang Li smiled, “See, if the Ancient Fragrance Satin really were problematic, I certainly wouldn’t wear it myself, seeking my own death, would I?”
“How is that impossible?” Soone murmured in the crowd, “What if you are a shill hired by the Ye Family, acting for silver?
One life, what does it matter?”
Before Jiang Li could respond, Tonger by her side exploded, “Nonsense!
Our miss’s life is worth far more than silver!” But her lips were sealed tight, not revealing Jiang Li’s identity.
People in Xiangyang hadn’t seen Jiang Li and didn’t know who she was.
Hearing Ye Jiaer call Jiang Li cousin, they assud she was a distant relative of the Ye Family who had co to seek refuge.
Jiang Li said, “Indeed, I don’t need to be a shill for the Ye Family.
My life, perhaps is worth more than this entire Lizheng Hall.”
“Who are you, exactly?” soone asked mockingly, “Are you a princess or what?”
Upon the ntion of the word “princess,” Jiang Li’s expression imperceptibly darkened, but quickly she raised the corners of her mouth, although her smile now carried a hint of mockery.
“I’m not a princess.
I’m the legitimate daughter of Jiang Yuanfu, the Pri Minister of Yanjing, Miss Jiang the Second,” she said.
The mockery in the crowd gradually faded away.
Jiang Li’s smile also turned completely cold.
Across from Lizheng Hall, on the small teahouse, a handso young man in red watched the spectacle while sipping tea.
Wearing scholar’s robes, Lu Jiu stood opposite, watching the current scene at Lizheng Hall, frowning slightly: “I didn’t expect Miss Jiang the Second to stand up for the Ye Family.”
Jih Heng propped his chin with one hand, and with the other, he lightly waved a folding fan.
The fan closed into a narrow strip, carelessly fluttering with barely visible fine gold threads.
“Tong Zhiyang’s plan has fallen through,” he said.
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