The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

"Did you really give her a plate of chicken beaks and duck tongues?"

Yu Yingshui looked curiously at Jiang Zhiyue who was practicing calligraphy.

She has been kept at home by her mother these days and has not been able to come to see Achan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she was released from the ban, she heard that Achan had made Xie Fu very angry.

It is said that when he heard Xie Fu scolding the Jiang family in Shuhe Tower, he immediately sent a plate of chicken beaks and duck tongues over.

Doesn't this mean that Xie Fu is a talkative person?

Xie Fu was born into the noble Xie family, with an aunt named Concubine Chen and a cousin named Prince of Wei. How could he have suffered such an injustice?

She felt deeply humiliated and left Shuhe Tower crying in anger.

No one knew who had spread the news, but Xie Fu knew that she had gotten sick from anger again.

By now, I’m afraid the imperial physician has been invited to the Prince of Xiping’s mansion.

Jiang Zhiyue nodded lightly: "Teach her a lesson."

"Don't let your words be spoken without restraint even though you are such a grown-up."

"Fortunately, I am not one who holds grudges, otherwise I would have written a book and had storytellers read it every day."

"She had to cut her throat directly."

Yu Yingshui was full of admiration and clasped her fists towards Jiang Zhiyue: "I'm so sorry, but it turns out you're a good Ah Chan who doesn't bear grudges."

Jiang Zhiyue stopped writing and smiled at Yu Yingshui: "I usually take revenge on the spot."

Yu Yingshui was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahaha... Good job A-Chan!"

"What a great way to take revenge on the spot!"

Yu Yingshui laughed enough before saying to Jiang Zhiyue, "It really makes me feel better."

Jiang Zhiyue smiled and wrote the last word.

Ever since the second uncle became Prime Minister Jiang, there have been as many flatteries as there have been rumors.

What's more, my second uncle was promoted by Your Majesty above his level, which is unprecedented.

Some people will say some sour words and gossip.

It would have been fine if it hadn't been brought up directly, but now people have pointed at their noses and scolded them. Do you really think that the Jiang family has no temper?

"Achan, aren't you afraid that this matter will affect your reputation if it becomes public?" Yu Yingshui asked.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled and said, "This is not something that will affect my reputation."

"It's the Jiang family's reputation."

"It's fine if others say it, but Xie Fu is a member of the Xie family."

"If we let her point her finger at Uncle Er and curse him without restraint, we will just stay next door and not say anything."

"If it gets out, it means that our Duke of Ying is afraid of the Xie family."

Yu Yingshui thought thoughtfully: "So, you did it on purpose?"

Jiang Zhiyue nodded: "Of course it was intentional."

"Even if she didn't bump into me, I would have gone to her house."

"The Duke of England is at the peak of his power. If he is not arrogant, how can he live up to his current glory?"

Jiang Zhiyue's words were direct and clear.

Yu Yingshui realized it and thought it was true: "This is a blessing in disguise."

Jiang Zhiyue smiled. Originally, she wanted to start with Xie Ji's second son.

Since Xie Fu bumped into him, then of course Xie Fu is more suitable.

Just when my hands are itching, someone offers them to slap me in the face. Isn't that just perfect?

After Jiang Zhiyue finished writing, Yu Yingshui went forward to take a look.

"Achan, you are writing the Diamond Sutra." Yu Yingshui recognized it at a glance.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled and said, "I wrote it for fun."

Yu Yingshui was shocked. Achan's current hobby was really hard to understand.

As a little girl, you like to write the Diamond Sutra for fun?

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly tilted his head to look at Yu Yingshui and asked, "What are you doing lately, cousin?"

Yu Yingshui looked at Jiang Zhiyue in surprise: "You don't know?"

Jiang Zhiyue was even more surprised: "Should I know?"

Yu Yingshui blinked and said, "Brother has been busy running around various inns lately to take in students in exchange for work."

Jiang Zhiyue blinked, "Anranju?"

Yu Yingshui shook her head and nodded again: "Not only Anranju, but all the inns in the capital of the Yu family, including your mother's dowry."

Jiang Zhiyue understood immediately after hearing this.

"This is also a good thing to do." Jiang Zhiyue said.

Yu Yingshui added, "It was actually my aunt who suggested it in the beginning."

"My mother?" Jiang Zhiyue was stunned.

"Yes, it was my father who told me this."

Yu Yingshui told Jiang Zhiyue everything that Yu Qi did after she married into the capital.

Jiang Zhiyue only then realized that her mother had been doing such good deeds before she was born.

Jiang Zhiyue lowered her eyes. She missed her mother a little.

Yu Yingshui stopped talking.

The little cousin had spent very little time with her aunt, and now that she brought it up out of the blue, she was afraid that it would touch upon the little cousin's sore spot.

"Achan, I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, cousin, you tell me, I'm willing to listen."

Jiang Zhiyue smiled and looked at Yu Yingshui: "Those were my mother's past events, no one told me about them."

Only when Yu Yingshui saw that there was no sign of sadness on Jiang Zhiyue's face did she dare to continue speaking.

When talking about Yu Qi's beauty, Yu Yingshui smiled and said, "My grandmother said I look 50% like my aunt."

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Yu Yingshui and laughed, "It's common for a niece to look like her aunt."

"But I don't remember clearly."

She was still young when her mother died.

He fell seriously ill again, and after waking up, his memory of his mother was very vague.

Upon hearing this, Yu Yingshui moved closer to Jiang Zhiyue and said, "Aunt will be very pleased to know that you have grown up so well."

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly remembered the letter from Duke Yingguo. She looked at Yu Yingshui and looked at Yu Yingshui's face again.

Yu Yingshui was a little uncomfortable with Jiang Zhiyue's actions: "Achan, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zhiyue pulled Yu Yingshui to stand in front of the dressing mirror and asked, "Cousin, between the two of us and my sister, who do you think looks more like my mother?"

Yu Yingshui was confused, but still said directly: "Of course it's you and my cousin."

"Think about it."

Yu Yingshui thought about it seriously and shook her head: "I don't see my aunt very often, but based on my memory, I think my eldest cousin is more like her."

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Yu Yingshui in the bronze mirror, who looked somewhat like herself, and suddenly asked, "Cousin, do you think there are two people who are exactly the same?"

Yu Yingshui was confused: "Twins?"

"No, not twins." Jiang Zhiyue shook his head.

"How could that be possible?" Yu Yingshui said, "They are not born from the same parents, so how could they look exactly the same?"

Jiang Zhiyue murmured in a low voice, "Yeah, they are not born from the same parents, how can they be exactly the same?"

Yu Yingshui was a little confused. She pulled Jiang Zhiyue's sleeve and said, "Achan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

An extremely bold idea came to Jiang Zhiyue's mind.

She looked at Yu Yingshui and asked, "Cousin, if one day you meet someone who looks exactly like me, and whose words and actions are very similar to mine."

“How are you going to tell me apart?”

Yu Yingshui was shocked, "How could that be?"

"Cousin, please speak." Jiang Zhiyue looked serious.

Yu Yingshui was shocked by Jiang Zhiyue's expression. She frowned and thought for a while: "That's naturally to test something that only we know."

"No matter how similar they look, they are not the same after all."