Favoring concubines and killing wives? The miraculous doctor mistress went crazy after her rebirth

Jiang Zhinian's eyelashes trembled.

She knew that this was the symbol of an organization in southern Xinjiang.

This organization is called the Moon Shadow Cult, and this is the symbol of their organization.

In the previous life, when Yan was faced with internal and external troubles, people discovered that it was related to this organization.

It is also related to southern Xinjiang.

Of course, at this time, it is still difficult for people to find out information about this organization.

I also don’t know that the markings of this organization’s members are hidden in their skin.

They used a special method to carve tissue marks into the flesh, and then used medicine to connect a layer of skin on the outside.

You can't tell anything from the outside.

Even the corpse could not reveal any condition.

This was discovered by chance later in the previous life.

Jiang Zhinian's mind flashed with light, as if he had thought of something, and whispered: "Your Highness, there is a place where you may be able to find information about this organization."

As he spoke, Jiang Zhinian whispered a place.

Naturally, it was the store that Su Wanruo went to quietly yesterday.

Although this was just Jiang Zhinian's guess, Jiang Zhinian felt that there was something wrong.

"It's just that, Your Highness, I'm not sure either!"

Yan Jiyou lowered his head and looked deeply at Jiang Zhinian, revealing a helpless look, "I really don't know what to do with you!"

"Didn't I just tell you to pretend you know nothing and don't say anything."

"Do you know how dangerous the power this mark represents is?"

"Don't get involved in this, and don't tell anyone!"

Yan Jiyou didn't say much about the organization's information because he was afraid that if Jiang Zhinian knew too much, it would put her in danger.

Jiang Zhinian lowered his head, pursed his lips and said: "I only said it in front of you."

She believed him.

Yan Jiyou was slightly startled after hearing these words, and his eyes were filled with a deep and complex look.

In the end, he just sighed and said, "I'll take care of what happens next."

"it is good!"

This organization has strong infiltration capabilities, Jiang Zhinian really needs to be careful.

But the image of Su Wanruo flashed through her mind.

If it really was related to Su Wanruo, then she really underestimated her.

If Su Wanruo could really be implicated in this incident, Su Wanruo would be dead and the Marquis' Mansion would also be held accountable.

But if she can't find out, it doesn't matter. She will have people keep a close eye on Su Wanruo and play the long game to catch the big fish.

……

The next morning, relief grain was distributed and officials registered and resettled the refugees.

The porridge stalls were also closed down.

Jiang knew that he didn't need to go to the porridge distribution station and watch over the porridge stall anymore.

The unused grain stored in the shed was pulled back into the farm.

She had originally planned to give these to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

But that would be too eye-catching, and the court has to settle the refugees from the snowstorm right now.

And more food will be needed later.

I don’t know whether Wei Wu and the caravan will be back soon.

They were supposed to reach the capital, but the heavy snow probably delayed their trip.

Jiang Zhinian had just changed his clothes and hadn't had time to rest.

Chunlan came in hurriedly and said, "Madam, Aunt Su brought people in, and I can't stop her!"

Jiang Zhinian snorted in his heart, waved his hand and said: "Let her come in first!"

Chunlan went to the yard, and soon Su Wanruo came in with several old women and maids.

Jiang Zhinian's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc.

Because she changed the plaque of the shed without permission, Murong Chuan found out, so at Su Wanruo's instigation, he handed the housekeeper power to Su Wanruo.

Oh, do you really think she cares about the housekeeper's power in the Marquis' Mansion?

But even if she didn't want to take care of it, she couldn't hand it over to Su Wanruo.

Su Wanruo showed a smug look on her face and said, "Madam, the Marquis has handed over the housekeeper's power to me. I am here to get Qingdai's indenture."

Jiang Zhinian thought that being the wife of a marquis could give her an advantage over her.

Humph, Jiang Zhinian can never beat her.

She is the housekeeper with power and also wants the position of the marquis's wife.

Jiang Zhinian smiled and said, "You know, I just finished distributing porridge despite my illness, and now I am very tired."

"I don't remember where Qingdai's indenture was placed."

"How about this, I'll give it to Aunt Su when I remember it in a few days."

Jiang Zhinian emphasized the three words "Aunt Su".

It was to remind her of her identity.

Su Wanruo's face turned pale, and she looked unwilling.

But she couldn't ask for it forcefully.

But if you remind him a few more times a day, he will get it naturally.

Su Wanruo had no choice but to leave since she failed to achieve her goal.

Lian Qiao said, "Madam, I don't think she is here to ask for Lian Qiao's indenture. She is here to deliberately anger you and make you unhappy."

Jiang Zhinian shook his head and said, "Let's not underestimate her."

Jiang Zhinian also thought so before, but when she thought of the mark and Su Wanruo going out in the middle of the night, she felt that Su Wanruo might have something bigger in mind.

"What she shows is just her appearance. Maybe this is also her disguise!"

Jiang Zhinian pondered and pointed with his finger.

"Go guard outside the door first, no one is allowed to come in!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Jiang Zhinian went to a small room inside and took out the incense that he had asked Qingdai to get from Su Wanruo.

It was also the incense that Murong Chuan brought back from southern Xinjiang for Su Wanruo.

Jiang Zhinian prepared some more things before coming out.

She called Chunlan over and said, "Take this and give it quietly to Qingdai. Tell her to put it together with Su Wanruo's burning incense."

"If she does this well, I will help her become the Marquis's."

Chunlan was startled and looked up to see the lady's serious expression.

Jiang Zhinian emphasized: "Chunlan, this matter is very important."

Chunlan's expression became serious, and she said seriously: "Madam, rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter well!"

Chunlan retreated. Lianqiao was curious about what it was, but she didn't ask.

Jiang Zhinian naturally knew the doubts in Lian Qiao's heart, and asked: "Do you think Qingdai has joined Su Wanruo?"

"Madam, Qingdai has not disclosed anything about the Marquis's residence or Aunt Su's movements in the past two days."

"Qingdai should have known about Aunt Su's departure, but she didn't tell anyone."

"I think Qingdai must have seen that the Marquis had handed over the housekeeper's power to Aunt Su, and thought that the Marquis was dissatisfied with Madam, so she deliberately neglected it."

Lian Qiao was a maid, so she naturally knew that if she was loyal to her mistress, she would not have been so negligent.

The lady almost got injured and died while distributing porridge.

She guessed that Qingdai thought that the lady would die or be seriously injured and useless, so she wanted to seek refuge with Aunt Su.

She had always known that Qingdai was a thoughtful person, but she never thought she would dare to betray her lady.

Jiang Zhinian raised the corner of his mouth, "So let's settle the accounts together this time."

This time, I will use Su Wanruo to deal with Qingdai.

Do you really think Su Wanruo can manage the household?

wishful thinking.

Murong Zhizhi and Murong Yanran came over in the afternoon.

Two people came to pay their respects in the morning, and Jiang Zhinian asked them to come back to study in the afternoon.

Just in the afternoon, the manager of Jiang Zhinian Embroidery Workshop brought clothes into the mansion.

"Madam, this is the dress you asked me to make for Miss Zhizhi. I asked the embroiderer to work day and night and finished it early."

"Madam, please have a look!"

The weather was cold, and Jiang Zhinian was worried that Murong Zhizhi would be cold.

The clothes I made for Murong Zhizhi before are indeed wearable, but they are not warm enough.

It just so happened that the embroidery workshop had just received a batch of Jiangnan fabrics, all of which were of the highest quality and had patterns that were very suitable for a girl of Zhizhi's age.

So Jiang Zhinian arranged for an embroidery workshop to make clothes for Murong Zhizhi.

Of course, the embroidery workshop had made clothes for Murong Zhizhi before, and had measured her size, so they made it according to that size.

Jiang Zhinian looked over and nodded with a smile, "Well, well done!"

Then she waved her hand and said, "Zhizhi, come here. These clothes are made for you. Try them on to see how they are sized. Do you like them?"

Murong Zhizhi has grown fast since she has had good nutrition.

This is a dress made to her previous size.

I don't know if the size has changed, so it's just right to give it a try.

Murong Zhizhi was extremely grateful and touched, "Aunt, you are so kind to me."

"I don't actually need so many clothes. It's such a waste."

Jiang Zhinian smiled and said, "Don't waste it. Little girls should wear nice clothes and look pretty."

"Go give it a try!"

Murong Zhizhi's eyes sparkled when she saw such beautiful clothes.

She liked it just by looking at it.

"Thank you, auntie!"

"Why are you being so polite to my aunt?"

Murong Yanran couldn't sit still in the first place, let alone concentrate on practicing calligraphy.

Hearing those words, she was so jealous that she was going crazy.

She thought that at least a few pieces would be given to her, but she didn't expect that they were all Murong Zhizhi's.

Biased, too biased. She is the real daughter of the Marquis' Mansion. What is Murong Zhizhi?

Especially when Murong Zhizhi came out wearing such beautiful clothes, Murong Yanran's eyes widened.

She wanted it so much, she wanted it so much.

She suddenly felt that the clothes she was wearing were so shabby.

Jiang Zhinian glanced at Murong Yanran by the window calmly.

He saw her envious and unwilling look.

Humph, this is just the beginning.

Can't stand it?

In her previous life, she was very sincere to Murong Yanran and kept all the good things for her.

But she felt that it was her due and still wasn't satisfied, and even resented that he wanted to kill her.

In that case, she won't be able to take anything from her in this life.