Chapter 167: Stupidly crying

"Yes." Su Xin hurried out to make arrangements; now the shops and estates are all her responsibility, and for all the goods and supplies, no one is more suitable than her.

"Mother!" Yue Yue ran over, and when she saw Jiang Yunchu, she clung to her like a koala, hugging her thigh and refusing to let go.

Jiang Yunchu rubbed her head, then bent down and held her in her arms.

Over the past six months, this little girl has been fed plump, her round face extremely cute.

"Yun Hui." Jiang Yunchu sat to one side and looked at the gently smiling Jiang Yun Hui.

I never would have imagined before that the sisters could be so calm and peaceful sitting together.

Jiang Yun Hui also never expected that her sister could smile while looking at her.

"In the past, I used to envy other families, how their sisters got along and supported each other; back then I kept wondering when I could be like that too."

When Jiang Yun Hui said this, she couldn't help laughing first.

That's how they are now.

"Is the Third Prince's Manor still behaving?" Jiang Yunchu saw her appearance and didn't say anything else.

If it were the original owner, probably…

Anyway, it's all in the past; better not mention it.

After all, this body now belongs to me!

"I've asked Mother several times, but she always gently persuaded me to go back; still, I'm afraid that someone in the palace will interfere."

Jiang Yun Hui felt some worry; Consort Cao in the palace is favored, often suppressing the Empress, and the Empress's natal family is weak, lacking confidence.

If the palace intervenes, then even if she refuses to accept her fate, she will have to accept it.

Jiang Yunchu glanced at her, let out a light scoff, and said, "Accepting fate?"

The woman opposite lifted her head; her skin was like congealed fat, her whole person exuding a gentle feeling, quite different from the aunt.

"Not accepting, then what?"

Jiang Yun Hui retorted, thinking that by hiding in the Regent Prince's Manor she could escape.

But the Third Prince's Manor remains dishonest, constantly probing, and recently its attitude has become increasingly hardline.

If it weren't for my maternal grandfather still being alive, probably…

She can be selfish, but cannot turn a blind eye.

The Jiang Manor, the Kang Manor, and the sister at the Regent Prince's Manor—she must consider them all.

Jiang Yunchu looked at Yue Yue and asked, "If someone wants you to do something you don't like, what would you do?"

Yue Yue's little head shook, but the pleasant bell sound was gone; instead, a pair of butterflies danced on her hair.

"Reason with them, otherwise fight back."

"What if we can't win?" Jiang Yunchu asked again.

Yue Yue lifted her head, looking at Jiang Yunchu, and said, "If Yue Yue can't win, there's my brother; if my brother can't win, there's my mother—my mother is the strongest person in the world, no one can compare."

Seeing Yue Yue's eyes full of reliance, Jiang Yunchu smiled and shook her head; this little girl is a flatterer.

But…

She looked at Jiang Yun Hui and asked, "Do you understand?"

"Even children understand the principle; don't you?"

"Did the aunt teach you to be foolish? Don't you know only children who cry get candy?"

One question after another struck like blows, leaving Jiang Yun Hui dazed.

Afterwards, tears gathered in her eyes, falling drop by drop from the corners.

Yue Yue still likes Mr. Yun Hui; he tells her enjoyable stories, teaches her to play the zither and sing, teaches her to write and draw, and takes her to play with Zhi Dong.

She doesn't want Mr. Yun Hui to cry.

"Mother, what's wrong with Mr. Yun Hui?" Yue Yue asked, puzzled.

Jiang Yunchu looked at Jiang Yun Hui and said, "Stupidly crying."

She said it angrily, but a flicker of thought passed through her eyes; this situation still needs to be broken.

The Third Prince is not a good match.

The young lady of the Jiang family, the Third Prince—still not worthy!

"Sister, this is the first time you've cared so much for me, the first time you've told me what I should do!"

Jiang Yun Hui wiped away her tears, her whole face seeming to glow.

Titles like talented lady or beautiful woman—she scorns them all; she just wants to be an ordinary person, one with her own joys and sorrows, not a pretentious image-keeper.

Hearing her words, Jiang Yunchu rolled her eyes helplessly.

My sister is too stupid; can I apply for a return and refund?

If that really doesn't work, she'll accept an exchange!

"You have a father who is a great general, a maternal grandfather who is Master Kang Meng, and a sister who is a Princess Consort—what are you afraid of?"

Jiang Yunchu named them directly; behind her stood so many people.

A mere Third Prince is nothing to fear.

"Palace matters will naturally be handled by your maternal grandfather; instead of standing here sniffling, you'd better go discuss the future path with him."

"Do you understand?" Although her face showed disdain, Jiang Yunchu's words were already made crystal clear.

She will stand behind her, help her, as long as she does what she wants to do.

Jiang Yun Hui stared blankly, tears not yet fallen from her eyes, her whole gaze fixed on Jiang Yunchu.

So this is what it feels like to have a sister.

In her heart, it was as if fireworks had been set off—five-colored, each blossom blazing hot.

"Hurry up and leave, don't be an eyesore here." Jiang Yunchu gave her a sideways glance—how did she used to think she was a noble lady from a high family? How did she used to think she was unsullied by dust?

Mom!

Look at that person crying, their face wet like pear blossoms in the rain—although they still look quite beautiful……

Oh well, who made her my own sister?

"Mother, you really like Aunt, right?" Yue Yue is a little imp; she always thought Mother didn't like Mister Yunhui, but Mister Yunhui treats her well, yet Mother is most important.

So she always called Jiang Yun Hui 'Mister Yunhui'.

Today, Yue Yue called Aunt for the first time.

Jiang Yunchu tapped her pen tip, "You little imp."

That foolish Jiang Yun Hui, not even a single child is smart.

Originally the monthly vacation was just two days; all mansions prepared to pick up the children; Kang Fu was relatively better, and over half a year they've already gotten used to it.

But the other three mansions, upon seeing the notice from Spring Flower Academy, their faces changed……

Tomorrow there's no holiday?

Just a day off the day after tomorrow? Can that one day's holiday make up for the child?

"How could there be no holiday? That child over there—I don't even know what kind of days they're having; my heart is always anxious; old man, the child won't come to any harm, right?" Old Lady Han looked displeased.

Han Old General looked at the old lady, then at the eldest daughter-in-law, "The child has been sent out; we must trust them."

"It's just a day late; follow the academy's notice to pick up."

"Also you, tomorrow let's go to the manor to see our fields; then we'll go together to pick up Jun'er, okay?"

In this household, Han Old General's word is final; who dares to oppose what he says?

On another side, the Grand Madam of Yong Bo Marquis Manor also felt somewhat uneasy; they just went to school, why is the holiday reduced by a day?