" The Empress hated Lord Marquis. Actually, it was eight years ago…" Ying Ran had already told the story of Yi Shuimei and Yi Juntian.
Hua Yi Yi smiled and pushed the snacks in front of Ying Ran. She looked very friendly, but Ying Ran was completely immersed in her memories.
Eighteen years ago, a girl in swaddling clothes opened her eyes and came to this world. She was Yi Shuimei.
Beautiful, dignified, quiet, intelligent, it could be said that she had all the good qualities, even high splendor. However, this high splendor always had a flaw that could never be changed. Even if she became a dragon among the people, it could not change her identity as a concubine.
Her mother wasn't Yi Juntian's wife. She was just a concubine.
Her mother was called Duanmu Rong. The surname Duanmu had actually been prominent for hundreds of years when the Red County Calendar was used in this land. However, in the new round of political competition, it was regrettably eliminated and declined.
Duanmu Rong was a very skilled woman. She had never fought for status in the Yi Family, and she had no status, let alone Yi Shuimei, this daughter.
Yi Shuimei couldn't compare to her sister at all.
Her sister was called Yi Shuiyou. Shui You was different from Shui Mei. Shui You's mother was the daughter of Yu Li's Ye family, while she was like the pearl in Yi Juntian's palm. She was the ideal husband for a young man.
Or rather, Yi Juntian had a good son. This was because the parents of Shui You's husband, Yin Fei, were both dead. Therefore, Shui Mei's sister and brother-in-law had always lived in the hussars manor. Of course, it was only the general manor at that time.
At that time, Shui Mei was not valued by her father.
After a few years, Shui Mei had grown into a little girl. She was also half master and half servant. She could not be considered a young lady, let alone a pearl in the palm of her hand. Yi Fei, on the other hand, had risen rapidly with Yi Juntian's help.
However, although Yi Juntian was cold to Yi Shuimei, Shui You was indeed very good to her. When Shui You was young, she would always share snacks and toys with Shui Mei. Shui Mei seemed to have been thrown into a corner, and only when Shui You came to find her did she feel like her sister.
Of course, this was also what Ying Ran had heard and seen. At that time, Ying Ran was just the daughter of a servant of the Yi family. She was not Yi Shuimei's personal servant girl, and Yi Shuimei had never been one.
What Ying Ran said could only be considered half right because Yi Shuimei had never liked this father. However, what happened eight years ago had added to this color.
"Eight years ago?" Consort Xian thought to herself. She felt that this time was not so ordinary.
" Eight years ago, there was an epidemic…" Ying Ran recalled.
Consort Xian suddenly came to her senses and said,""Yes, I remember now. At that time, it spread throughout the capital.”
"Not bad." Ying Ran nodded sadly and continued,"Shui You and Shui Mei's mothers were dying from the plague.”
"And then?" Consort Xian was a little impatient.
" When the plague passed, Shui You's mother came back to life, but Shui Mei's mother died…" Ying Ran thought of this and felt sad. She was also conflicted. She was exposing Yi Shuimei's most painful wound and showing it to the enemy.
Consort Xian was well aware of this and understood the whole story in an instant. However, she did not say anything. Instead, she smiled and did not speak, waiting for Ying Ran to continue.
"At that time, we Han He didn't have a person like the Fairy Doctor…"
And this Fairy Doctor was naturally referring to Bai Yi, who had risen to fame in recent years and stood alone in the apricot forest. At that time, Bai Yi was still in the Imperial Palace, so how could she possibly go to practice medicine?
" At that time, it was very difficult to concoct the medicine. A single dose was worth a thousand gold coins, and it was also very difficult to find all the medicines listed in the prescription…" When Ying Ran said this, the situation was naturally self-evident.
That's right. During the plague eight years ago, Yi Juntian's wife, Ye Shi, had received sufficient medicinal soup and survived. However, Yi Shuimei's mother, Duan Murong, had died from a serious illness.
Consort Xian sighed, indicating that she did not need to continue.
Ying Ran had already sunk into her memories and could no longer extricate herself. What she had said before was indeed not useful to Consort Xian. However, her unintentional words later ignited a vicious fire.
" Shui Mei's mother loved plum blossoms the most in her life. She was just a concubine, so she naturally couldn't be listed in the ancestral hall. Therefore, Shui Mei buried her mother under the plum blossoms…"
When Ying Ran said this, she suddenly felt a trace of resentment. She couldn't explain the reason, so she said coldly,"A few days ago, it was the anniversary of her mother's death.”
When Consort Xian heard this, it was as if she had been struck by lightning.
Merlin! The Merlin planted by His Majesty for Yi Shuimei must be the thing she was most concerned about now. Why don't I take advantage of the time when His Majesty is not in the palace to properly crush her arrogance?
Where did Jiang Baiqu go?
Jiang Baiqu went to the Yi Family's ancestral hall. The Yi Family's ancestral hall was located in the depths of the hussars marquis 'manor. One had to pass through a courtyard with three entrances and avoid a family of masters and servants to reach it.
Although Jiang Baiqu was a descendant of the emperor, the ancestral hall was still someone else's ancestral temple. He had never been here before. Therefore, he left the palace early. It was true that he left in a huff, and it was also true that he hid his tracks.
In the dark night, he was dressed in brocade and walked at night. He covered his face with a black cloth and stuck to the eaves of the house until he found the ancestral hall. Jiang Baiqu was about to land on the ground along the wall when he saw a comfortable figure walking over. That person was Yi Juntian. He walked into the ancestral hall.
Jiang Baiqu didn't mind, so he changed his body and stuck to the roof of the ancestral hall. He carefully picked up a tile and quickly used his body to block the moonlight, so that the color of the moon wouldn't expose his whereabouts.
Yi Juntian looked at the memorial tablet and seemed to be saying something. At first, Jiang Baiqu was not in the mood to listen, nor did he focus his mind. However, when he saw the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, he was stunned.
This was beyond his expectations. The Yi family was a prestigious family, but there was only one row of memorial tablets.
And in this row, there were only three.
Jiang Baiqu rubbed his eyes and looked at the ranking in the middle. The memorial tablet of Ye, the wife of Yi Juntian. Jiang Baiqu couldn't help but think to himself, then the two memorial tablets on the side must belong to his concubines. However, when he took a closer look, he saw that the memorial tablet on the right wrote: My beloved daughter is the spirit tablet of Yi Shui You. The memorial tablet on the left wrote: The memorial tablet of Yin Fei.
Jiang Baiqu was a little puzzled. Yi Juntian was only around fifty years old, so why did his wife die along with his children?
At this moment, Yi Juntian could not help but sigh,"" Duanmu, it's been eight years. Shui Mei still hates me…" His voice sounded helpless.
When Jiang Baiqu heard this, he thought to himself," I collected my mind. It was an act of eavesdropping. A gentleman despises it. However, I had no choice but to use it today. General, don't blame me."”
Speaking of which, this Yi Juntian was more than just his subject? He was his father-in-law.
When Jiang Baiqu heard the two of them, he immediately realized that they were talking about surnames." The surname Duanmu is rare in the south…Duanmu, Shuimei…" He pondered and suddenly realized.
Yi Shuimei was not the daughter of Yi Juntian's wife, Ye Shi. She was born by this Madam Duanmu.
As expected, Yi Juntian was still muttering something to Duanmu.
Jiang Baiqu slowly came to his senses. She's a concubine!" He guessed right, but he was puzzled."A concubine should also have a memorial tablet…"
However, he heard Yi Juntian say a lot of useless words to Bai Qu. Then, he looked at the memorial tablet and said,""It's been eight years, Shui You…"
Jiang Baiqu suddenly realized that his wife and daughter had both died eight years ago. This was really a little strange. What day was it eight years ago?
A thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Baiqu's mind. He could not forget many things that had happened eight years ago.
Eight years ago, he was at the peak of his battle with the Regent, Jiang Muli, in order to stabilize the throne.
Eight years ago, there was a severe epidemic in Han He!
Eight years ago, Yu Li had sent the entire nation to the Northern Expedition, but he had failed.
Could it be that Yi Juntian's family had all died from the plague? Why did only he and Shui Mei survive? Jiang Baiqu's questions popped up one after another, as if there were more to come.
Fortunately, Yi Juntian was half a person: " I was ordered to go north. If I had known earlier, I would have won. Fei-er has also died in battle…" Yi Juntian's voice was somewhat sorrowful. Yes, these were the heartfelt words of a high and mighty marquis. Who could hear them?
However, Jiang Baiqu was puzzled. He understood that there was something fishy about Yi Juntian's words. Or rather, it wasn't just a little bit. He could hear a layer of meaning from Yi Juntian's words. In the battle eight years ago, Yi Juntian could decide the outcome…
Jiang Baiqu felt as if he had been punched in the chest. Could it be that Yi Juntian was really guilty of treason?
Yi Juntian muttered," Fei 'er is dead. You' er, you've also committed suicide. Since you're gone, no one will love Shuimei anymore. She hates me and the royal family even more."”Yi Juntian muttered and knelt on the ground,""Ye 'er, Duanmu, Fei' er, You 'er, I didn't have to do all of this. I had no choice. May you protect me. When the time comes, I will also end my sins to atone for my sins…"
Yi Juntian had obviously come here alone to talk to the spirits of the dead after he had a dispute with Yi Shuimei. An unknown belief in his heart had a huge conflict with his feelings.
When Jiang Baiqu heard this, he deduced everything and finally understood the whole story.
Eight years ago, Yi Shuimei's mother died of an epidemic. And her father failed to save her mother's life. Perhaps it was not just that, but it was probably not bad. Jiang Baiqu had roughly guessed this.
Eight years ago, Yi Fei died in battle, and then his sister, who had always loved Yi Shuimei, died for her lover. From then on, only Yi Shui was left alone, and no one cared about her. Everyone thought she was the young miss of the Marquis, but in reality, no one paid any attention to her.
However, the expedition eight years ago was something that Jiang Baiqu could never forget. It was precisely because Jiang Muli insisted on going out that he and Bai Yi had an argument. That was why Bai Yi disappeared overnight.
Indeed, Yi Shuiyou loved her sister so much. She was the only woman who did not care about Yi Shuimei's background, even more so than Yi Shuimei's mother. Because Shui You was the apple of her eye, she did not need to listen to anyone. But on the day she died, everything changed.
Yi Shuimei lost her mother's only protection and her sister's care. She became an abandoned doll and was thrown in a dark corner. Perhaps she only wore bright clothes when she needed to act and walked under the lights.
He understood everything.
Jiang Baiqu couldn't help but sigh. Did she hate Yi Juntian so much because of her mother?”
Jiang Baiqu's sigh attracted Yi Juntian's attention. Yi Juntian's expression changed as he shouted,"Who is it?" At the same time, he flew out of the ancestral hall and looked at Jiang Baiqu, who was hidden in the darkness. He used his qinggong and climbed up the wall.
Jiang Baiqu didn't answer and wanted to leave.
However, he was stopped by Yi Juntian and had no choice but to fight.
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