The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 583 Extra Thank You Banquet (5)

Xie Zhiyan, who accompanied her every day, also became busy recently, going out early and coming back late.

Sometimes, he would come back after she fell asleep at night.

Jiang Wantang had a bad feeling in her heart, always feeling that he was hiding something from her.

But she didn't ask, and the days went on as usual...

Every day Jiang Wantang either stayed at the mansion with Old Madam Xie to plant and arrange flowers, or accompanied the Marquis' wife to go shopping on the long streets of the capital. Occasionally, the two of them would also attend banquets of some aristocratic families.

Ever since the last flower-viewing banquet at the Princess's Mansion, all the aristocratic families in the capital who had good eyesight had realized that even the wife of the Crown Prince of Yong'an's Mansion was someone no one could mess with.

Therefore, in all the major banquets, no one dared to say a word against Jiang Wantang, and everyone who saw her was respectful.

That day, Jiang Wantang had just returned from a banquet and felt extremely tired. Just as he was about to lie down and rest for a while, Xie Zhiyan suddenly rushed back.

His expression was quite solemn, and he looked at her with complicated and worried eyes. Without even saying anything, he took her hand and walked out of the house.

Jiang Wantang also realized something, and without asking a single question, she silently followed him out of the house and got on the carriage.

In the carriage, Xie Zhiyan told her about her real biological parents in a way that was as tactful as possible and acceptable to her.

Along the way, Jiang Wantang kept his brows lowered and said nothing.

Seeing her like this, Xie Zhiyan became more worried.

He would rather she cry and vent than keep it in her heart.

When the carriage arrived at an abandoned villa in the suburbs, Jiang Wantang saw from afar his brother Jiang Huaizhou kneeling there with red eyes.

As she approached, she saw a skeleton in the yellow earth...

That was her biological father, the real Prime Minister Jiang Zhixu.

Perhaps due to some kind of father-daughter blood connection, Jiang Wantang's eyes flushed red the first time she saw the bones, and tears fell uncontrollably...

She knelt before the bones, crying silently at first, then wailing loudly...

I don't know if it was the sadness of the atmosphere, or if God couldn't bear it anymore, but in what should have been the height of summer, heavy snow suddenly began to fall. It started with a single snowflake, and then it became a huge flake...

In the falling snow, Xie Zhiyan's eyes were also red, and he hugged the crying Jiang Wantang tightly.

When the people from Yong'an Marquis' Mansion heard the news, they all rushed over.

Xie Zhiyan had already presented all the evidence he had collected to the imperial desk, and the emperor ordered that this shocking tragedy of murder and substitution, which had been hidden for seventeen years, be made public to the world.

For a time, whether it was the snow in June or this old snow case, it was enough to cause a sensation in the entire capital.

Jiang Zhixu's body was personally transported back to the Dali Temple by Jiang Huaizhou.

Jiang Wantang didn't sleep all night, so Xie Zhiyan stayed with her all night.

The next morning, the capital city in midsummer was already covered in silver, a vast expanse of white.

Jiang Wantang took off her fancy clothes and put on a plain white long skirt, a white flower in her hair, and no makeup. Xie Zhiyan also changed into plain white mourning clothes and tied a headband of the same color.

In front of the Yong'an Marquis Mansion, white silk and white lanterns were hung without any hesitation.

In the heavy snow, Jiang Wantang, Xie Zhiyan and Jiang Huaizhou, who was also dressed in white mourning clothes, brought Jiang Zhixu's body back to the Prime Minister's Mansion from the Dali Temple. The whole city was in mourning, and the people were weeping. The scene was unprecedentedly grand.

Xie Zhiyan earned the honor of destroying the Qi family by having His Majesty posthumously confer the title of Duke on Jiang Zhixu.

A few days later, he was buried with the ceremony of a duke and buried in the same place with Mrs. Jiang.

In this life, Xie Zhiyan erased the true identities of Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Huaizhou.

Sometimes, if the cruel truth can only bring cruelty and pain, then he would rather they never know the truth.

This time, he only wished that Jiang Wantang and Jiang Huaizhou, brother and sister, could live a peaceful and smooth life.

After the funeral, Xie Zhiyan handed the fake Jiang Zhixu and Qin to Jiang Wantang for disposal. Just like before, the two were turned into human pigs and thrown into a dung bucket.

All the descendants of his clan were imprisoned, executed, or exiled...

Jiang Wanfu took over Jiang Wantang's identity as the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, but she was insulted and called lowly since she was a child, and was thrown into the market, among the lowest beggars.

Jiang Wanhe was taken into the mansion of an old minister as a concubine. When this happened, the old minister was afraid of offending Jiang Wantang and the Yong'an Marquis Mansion, so he sold Jiang Wanhe to a brothel at a low price overnight to sever ties with her.

After this incident, Jiang Wantang, exhausted both physically and mentally, finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

She fainted and slept for three days, making the entire Yong'an Marquis Mansion extremely nervous and worried.

Three days later, when Jiang Wantang opened her eyes, the first person she saw was Xie Zhiyan, whose eyes were red and bloodshot, black under his eyes, and whose face looked very haggard.

The latter held her hand tightly the entire time, not daring to let go at all, as if he was terribly afraid that she would never wake up again.

After checking and making sure that Jiang Wantang was fine, the court physician smiled and congratulated him, telling him the good news that the Crown Prince's wife had been pregnant for over a month, but the fetus was still unstable.

Everyone in the mansion was very happy, except Xie Zhiyan and Jiang Wantang.

Both of them had expressions of shock, but Xie Zhiyan's was more obvious.

He didn't even know how to face Jiang Wantang at this moment...

So, he could only say with red eyes and a hoarse voice: "Tangtang, I'm sorry..."

How could he let her find out she was pregnant with a child she didn't want when she had just experienced the greatest sorrow and pain in her life?!

Xie Zhiyan felt extremely guilty and annoyed.

But he had been taking contraceptive pills, so how could he get pregnant?

Thinking of this, Xie Zhiyan cast an angry and cold look at Zhang Long who was standing behind him. The latter was startled and suddenly knelt down.

On the couch, Jiang Wantang raised her hand to hold his hand back and said weakly, "I asked him to do it. It's none of his business."

"You stole my medicine, and I stole yours."

"We're even..."

Xie Zhiyan's pupils trembled, and his already red eyes became even darker red.

He looked at her in disbelief and asked, "Why?"

"Tangtang doesn't want to..."

"If you don't want it, let's not have this child, okay?"

Jiang Wantang smiled, raised her hand and caressed his scarlet eyes, saying seriously, "It's not that I don't want to. It was just because of our childhood that I was afraid I wouldn't be a good mother."

"But now that I have you and my family in the Marquis' Mansion who love me, I'm not so afraid anymore..."

As she spoke, she reached out and held Xie Zhiyan's warm palm and placed it on her flat belly: "Ayan, this is our child, don't you like it?"

Xie Zhiyan's scarlet eyes were moist, and he choked out a sob, "I like it... I really like it."

"I like everything related to Tangtang."

"Tangtang, thank you..."

After saying that, he embraced her lovingly in his arms, not daring to hold her too tightly, and moved very carefully.

In a direction Jiang Wantang couldn't see, tears fell from his scarlet eyes.

"Ayan, thank you too..." Jiang Wantang raised her hands and hugged him back. In his warm embrace, she whispered, "Thank you for appearing. Thank you for giving me a home."

In the middle of summer, on a sunny afternoon after the rain, the two of them just hugged each other quietly.

Nine months later, Jiang Wantang went into labor smoothly, giving birth to a little prince...

(My dears, there is still an ending that I haven’t finished writing. I will add it later...)