422: Chapter 139: eting_5 422: Chapter 139: eting_5 This young girl acted without inhibitions, spoke in a bold and rough manner, appearing to be the type of person like Ye Mingyu, likely seldom involved in the whirlpools of power.
Despite her young age, she had strong opinions, and I wondered which family could have raised soone with such a temperant.
Jiang Li searched her mory, in both this life and her past life, but she had never heard of such a person.
“Will the County Magistrate Xue ever regain his senses in the future?” Putting aside her thoughts, Jiang Li posed the question she had wanted to ask all along.
“It’s hard to say, maybe he will, maybe he won’t.
Many people collapse, lose their senses, because they suffer a great shock.
And most people don’t want to recall those painful mories.
They try to avoid them, and hence, they never find their way back to clarity.” Situ Jiuyue said, “I think that’s exactly what happened to County Magistrate Xue.
I heard that both of his children have passed away, such a person, left alone in the world without any attachnts, has no reason to rember the past.” She looked into Jiang Li’s eyes and said, “Forgive my blunt words, Miss Jiang the Second, but with Xue Huaiyuan in such pain, why make him rember the past?”
Jiang Li shook her head: “No, County Magistrate Xue himself hopes to wake up.”
Situ Jiuyue was taken aback, Wen Renyao was also surprised, but only Jih Heng seed unsurprised.
“I know that County Magistrate Xue wishes to wake up.
Although he has lost both of his children, it was not clear-cut.
If I were County Magistrate Xue, I would certainly hope to clear my children of any injustices and seek the truth.
Thus, he wants to awaken.
He is a father who bears responsibility.” Jiang Li said.
Perhaps it was the firm tone of her speech that made her sincerity indisputable.
Situ Jiuyue shrugged and said, “Alright, I’ll give it a try.
I will visit Xue Huaiyuan daily for treatnt.”
Jiang Li bowed deeply in thanks: “Then I am truly grateful to Miss Jiuyue.”
“You don’t have to thank , if you wish to thank soone, thank him.” Situ Jiuyue glanced at Jih Heng, “The Duke seems to have sothing to say to you in private, we’ll leave first.” Saying this, she forcefully pulled the still curious Wen Renyao out of the room and shut the door behind them.
Only Jiang Li and Jih Heng were left in the room.
After a mont, Jiang Li said: “I owe you another favor.”
“Funny, I’ve helped you so many tis, yet it seems like this is the ti you are most grateful.” Jih Heng said playfully, “It appears that you value Xue Huaiyuan’s matters more than your own.”
Jiang Li also smiled: “Perhaps.” For her, seeing Xue Huaiyuan recover was an extravagant wish in this lifeti.
How could she not be grateful for Jih Heng making this wish possibly co true?
“Miss Jiuyue doesn’t seem to be from Yanjing?” Jiang Li asked.
“Princess Molan,” Jih Heng said: “Her father and brothers died when her young uncle seized the throne, and she escaped.”
Jiang Li was taken aback.
She had heard a bit about the turmoil in Molan, which seed like a distant story to her.
She hadn’t expected to encounter Princess Molan herself here.
Even so, the people of Molan were adept at poisoning and using poison, so it was no wonder that Situ Jiuyue was so skilled.
“Lady Ji has already been dealt with by you.” Jih Heng smiled, “What do you plan to do next?”
“I need not plan, the problems will present themselves before .” Jiang Li sighed, “Princess Yongning will find a way to deal with .”
Jih Heng glanced at her, “From the sound of it, you seem rather expectant?”
“Would you believe it if I said yes?”
“Yes.” Jih Heng said deliberately: “I believe everything you say.” His voice trailing off into an insinuating smile, his amber eyes brimming with tempting mirth.
Wen Renyao claid to be skilled at seducing won’s hearts, which is likely no exaggeration.
Wen Renyao, a youth like him, was like a piece of candy, situated within pastries decorated with petals, attracting the girls with its sweet taste, making them want a taste themselves.
Jih Heng was not candy; he was a cup of poison.
Amidst a banquet where cups and toasts were exchanged, the clear cup filled with subtly poisoned wine was placed on the table.
People passing by were unconsciously lured in, fully aware that the poison would ravage their guts, yet willing to be enthralled for a mont’s fantasy, intoxicated briefly.
“For the Duke to trust to this extent is an honor for Jiang Li.” She said with a smile.
Jih Heng averted his gaze, stood up straight, and said lazily: “To my knowledge, Zhou Yanbang seems to be quite infatuated with you.”
“Jiang Yue wrote a note,” Jiang Li said: “But I didn’t go, I left it to Jiang Youyao.”
These matters, surely if Jih Heng really wanted to know, Zhao Ke would tell him, so Jiang Li saw no need to hide them.
“You certainly have many enemies.” Jih Heng said: “Trouble after trouble keeps coming.” As soon one batch is dealt with, another batch eagerly arrives.
For a fifteen-year-old girl to be resented to such an extent, Jiang Li was indeed quite remarkable.
“I wish it weren’t so.” Jiang Li said: “They really are too much trouble.”
“Do you need my help?” Jih Heng asked, raising an eyebrow.
“In what way could you help?” Jiang Li inquired.
“I don’t like to ddle in these matters, if I make a move, it’ll be terrifying.” He said, like a mischievous adult frightening a child, “Jiang Yue, Jiang Youyao, Zhou Yanbang, along with Shen Ruyun.” He looked at Jiang Li with a smirking gaze, “Whom do you want dead?
Or perhaps, which one do you wish to live?”
“…
Or maybe, not spare a single one?”
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