Mrs. Jiang looked at Mr. Jiang with a disappointed face. Mr. Jiang truly felt nothing inside. She was just a daughter after all. He had many other daughters. If this one died, he could just replace her with another.
It was just that the connection he'd finally managed to forge with the Third Young Master might be lost. But then again, who knew? Men understood men best. Every man had his flaws.
Moreover, that Third Young Master was a playboy. He could just send another daughter later.
"The person is already dead. What else do you want to do? Just prepare a proper funeral for her. After all, she's a child of our Jiang family. Make it grand. Don't disgrace our family."
After saying that, Mr. Jiang left directly. Instead of wasting time on these women's affairs, he'd better think about ways to make money. He'd heard just the other day that his competitor had found a very good business opportunity.
He couldn't afford to lose.
Mrs. Jiang watched Mr. Jiang leave with disappointment in her eyes, the light in them gradually fading away.
Like a walking corpse, Mrs. Jiang walked over to Miss Jiang the Third. With a loving look on her face, she stroked her daughter's face.
"It's mother's fault. I didn't discover their schemes in time. Daughter, rest assured on your journey. Mother won't let you be alone. Soon, mother will bring some people down to accompany you."
Looking at her lifeless daughter, Mrs. Jiang broke down in tears. Her daughter!
Miss Jiang the Fourth looked at the lifeless body on the bed and smiled smugly. Although she'd been slapped many times by Mrs. Jiang just now, it was all worth it.
Miss Jiang the Third was dead, and Mrs. Jiang had gone crazy.
This was her plan.
Everything had gone smoothly. All that was left was to wait for her mother to take over. From now on, she would no longer be the low - ranked concubine's daughter that everyone looked down upon.
Miss Jiang the Fourth gave Mrs. Jiang a smug look and then quietly slipped out.
Soon, news spread that Miss Jiang the Third had passed away from illness. For a while, there was celebration in the capital.
After all, a bully was dead. People were happy about it.
Mrs. Jiang arranged a grand funeral for Miss Jiang the Third. Looking at the huge expense, Mr. Jiang's face had never been so gloomy. He'd said not to disgrace the Jiang family, but he hadn't meant for her to be so wasteful.
But those who came to the Jiang Mansion for the funeral thought Mr. Jiang was in a bad mood because he'd lost his beloved daughter. For a while, his friends came to comfort him one after another.
The Third Young Master also came. With a complicated look on his face, he stared at the coffin in the mourning hall. He'd only been away for a few days, and Miss Jiang the Third was gone. What was he going to do next?
"Auntie, please accept my condolences." Out of courtesy, the Third Young Master went over to briefly console Mrs. Jiang.
But when Mrs. Jiang saw the Third Young Master, her eyes lit up. "Third Young Master, my daughter was murdered! It was her younger sister, Miss Jiang the Fourth..."
"Enough! What are you talking nonsense about! If you're tired, go back and rest!" Mr. Jiang looked at the deranged Mrs. Jiang with a gloomy face.
Since the death of his third daughter, she'd never been normal. She told everyone that her daughter had been killed by Miss Jiang the Fourth.
Even if it was true that Miss Jiang the Fourth had killed her, didn't she know that family scandals should not be made public? She was such a disgrace.
"Someone, take the madam back to her room. Without my permission, don't let her out."
After saying that, Mr. Jiang looked at the Third Young Master apologetically. "Sorry, my wife is just too sad. Please don't take it to heart, young master."
The Third Young Master nodded understandingly. On the surface, he didn't show anything. "In that case, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first. I'll come to visit another day."
"Take care."
Mr. Jiang knew that this wasn't the time to discuss things. He could only invite the Third Young Master out another day.
After the Third Young Master left, his face changed. Mrs. Jiang had clearly wanted to say that Miss Jiang the Third had been killed by Miss Jiang the Fourth. But why did Mr. Jiang stop her?
Mu Fengqie also heard the news of Miss Jiang the Third's death. She secretly let out a sigh of relief. She'd disagreed with the Third Young Master taking risks in the first place. Now that the girl was dead, the Third Young Master should settle down.
They just had to change the plan.
"Your Highness, the third brother of Lord Qian is here," Zhu Yan reported.
"Let him in." She'd been planning to send someone to find him anyway.
"Princess, Miss Jiang the Third is dead. What should we do next?" The Third Young Master asked Mu Fengqie as soon as he entered.
"What else can we do? Of course, we give up. You should go home quickly. Your parents are worried about you," Mu Fengqie said to the Third Young Master.
The Third Young Master frowned and disagreed. "But as far as I know, Miss Jiang the Third was murdered."
"It has nothing to do with you anymore. Have you fallen in love with Miss Jiang the Third?" Mu Fengqie looked at the Third Young Master seriously and suspiciously.
"How could that be!" He liked Zhu Fei. How could he like someone else?
"Then go home quickly. It's best if you cut off all contact with the Jiang family. If I find out that you're still in touch, don't blame me for overthinking."
Miss Jiang the Third was already dead. It wouldn't make sense for him to have anything to do with the Jiang family anymore.
"Yes, I understand." The Third Young Master returned to the Qian Mansion with a disappointed face.
When the Third Young Master's parents saw him come back, they were relieved. As long as he was okay.
"Alright, stop looking so gloomy. There are still many things to do in the family business. Go and deal with them quickly," the old master said seriously to the Third Young Master.
The Third Young Master looked at the old master in shock. At this time, shouldn't they come over to check if he was injured and then cry together?
Why did they seem so indifferent?
The old master ignored the Third Young Master's doubts. He just took his wife out to have fun. The old man next door had won a game of chess against him yesterday. He had to win it back today.
After the Third Young Master left, Mu Fengqie leaned on the imperial concubine chair, thinking about what to do next.
The only thing missing from the map of the Jiang Mansion was the detailed interior layout. But how could she get it?
"Princess."
Just as Mu Fengqie was deep in thought, Xiu Juan came in wearing a veil.
"Why did you come? Is there something wrong with your face?" Mu Fengqie asked Xiu Juan as she walked over.
"My face is fine. I just heard that the princess is facing some difficulties, so I thought I'd come and see if there's anything I can do to help."
Mu Fengqie rubbed her temples. "It's nothing."
But Xiu Juan pointed out the problem that was giving Mu Fengqie a headache.
"Is the princess worried about the Jiang family's matter? Maybe I can help."
Mu Fengqie looked at Xiu Juan twice and shook her head. She couldn't help with this matter.
"Thank you for your kindness."
Xiu Juan knew right away that Mu Fengqie was rejecting her.