Chapter 1314: The Rascal Returns
Everyone looked at Jiang Mian.
In Bai Zhi’er’s eyes, Jiang Mian’s demeanor was gentle and quiet.
Although her current body had a sallow complexion and was petite.
The whole person seemed pitiable from long-term hunger.
Jiang Mian rubbed her somewhat rough hands: "If I returned to my own body, I could still marry my cousin."
"But, if Jiang Ying uses Cuicui’s body, not only would she have to endure the illness of this body, she might not be able to become Princess Qing."
Jiang Ying was anxious: "This body is originally yours, Mianmian, don’t suffer this grievance because of me, I still want to return it to you!"
However, Jiang Mian shook her head with a smile.
She held Jiang Ying’s hand and said gently: "I know you will cherish this body, and that’s enough."
"My cousin won’t despise me, but if you go to the Imperial Mansion, without a healthy body, you can’t prosper and have offspring."
"So, you need it more. Since we sisters are destined, let’s not be overly courteous."
Jiang Ying, seeing Jiang Mian’s firm resolve, couldn’t help but embrace her, crying softly again.
Bai Zhi’er was very fond of this family.
Jiang Ying was loyal, even disregarding herself to find the original owner.
Jiang Mian was grateful; she’d rather continue suffering in the weak body to fulfill Jiang Ying’s predestined bond.
The Jiang Family was right; perhaps they were naturally meant to be sisters.
Bai Zhi’er quietly calculated on her fingers.
Jiang Mian’s lifespan was not yet over; perhaps this was the real reason for her revival through a borrowed corpse.
While Cuicui had already drowned.
Bai Zhi’er saw the two sisters embrace and cry.
She smiled: "Alright, since it’s a good thing, then I congratulate Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang; you’ll have two considerate daughters to honor you in the future."
The Jiang Family couple couldn’t stop smiling.
They repeatedly clasped their hands in gratitude for Bai Zhi’er’s auspicious words.
However, just then, a house servant came to report:
"Master, Madam, Li Zhuangnian has brought his entire family to the door, mourning, demanding us to compensate him with a wife!"
Master Jiang was furious, slapping the table and standing up: "He abused his wife and caused a death."
"Just by chance, Cuicui’s body is still alive, but I cannot convict him."
"But does he really think he’s innocent, daring to come here for money, I will meet him!"
Master Jiang angrily wanted to go out.
But Bai Zhi’er stopped him.
"Uncle Jiang, better not go out, these matters, we’ll have someone powerful to handle."
Master Jiang paused: "Someone powerful?"
Bai Zhi’er blinked her beautiful eyes, turning to look at Feng Fuce.
Feng Fuce sat on the side, originally as steady as a pine, motionless.
However, upon meeting Bai Zhi’er’s gaze, he sneered helplessly, his eyes full of indulgence.
"Doing this again?"
Bai Zhi’er said: "To deal with ruffians, I only trust Brother Fu Ce."
Feng Fuce immediately got up, leaving behind: "Leave it to me."
Seeing him go out, Master Jiang, for the first time, felt that the reputedly decisive and cold-blooded Marquis Wan, at that moment, somehow seemed particularly kind!
Feng Fuce went outside, where several villagers were kneeling and wailing.
The leading middle-aged man had the loudest voice.
"Everyone come and see, take a look, these officials don’t regard us common folks; they took away my rightful wife. He said take away whenever he pleases and even called the constable to arrest me."
"Is there no law at this imperial city!?"