Night of the Divorce! A Proud Lady Was Forced to Marry the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 13

“Young Miss, there’s someone following us.”

At this moment, Ye Xiao suddenly spoke from outside the carriage.

“Someone’s following? Who is it?”

Jiang Sijin quickly lifted the curtain, and the carriage behind them came into view. After taking a closer look, she turned to Jiang Peihuan and said, “Eldest Sister, it seems to be from our household.”

“Ye Xiao, stop the carriage.”

“Yes.”

Shortly after, the carriage behind caught up. The curtain was lifted, and Jiang Ruyun stepped out, holding a servant girl’s hand.

“Eldest Sister, you’re so biased. When you decided to leave the city to distribute porridge, why did you only bring Sijin and not inform me? Is it because Sijin is your real sister?”

Hearing this, Jiang Sijin’s eyes flashed with anger. Just as she was about to lift the curtain, Jiang Peihuan held her hand.

“I didn’t inform you, but you’re here now, aren’t you?”

“Since you’re here, let’s go.”

Hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Jiang Ruyun’s eyes were filled with anger. However, she restrained herself, remembering her purpose for coming.

“Eldest Sister, Grandmother sent me here. I know you don’t like me, but even if you’re unhappy, you can’t disobey her orders.”

“If Grandmother knew what you did, you’d likely be severely punished.”

Jiang Peihuan lifted the window curtain, her gaze falling directly on Jiang Ruyun’s stomach.

Jiang Ruyun’s eyes darkened, but she didn’t dare to speak. When she noticed Jiang Peihuan staring at her stomach, panic flickered in her eyes. Did she really know?

“Let’s go.”

Thankfully, Jiang Peihuan lowered the curtain at that moment. With the curtain blocking her view, Jiang Ruyun finally sighed in relief.

“Second Sister is so annoying.”

As the carriage moved, Jiang Sijin muttered angrily, her voice loud enough for the carriage behind to hear.

“Sijin, remember this: no matter how much you dislike your Second Sister, you must stand united with her in front of others, as long as she’s part of the Jiang family.”

“So, if she upsets me at home, can I use a whip on her?”

Hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Jiang Sijin rolled her eyes and probe.

Jiang Peihuan doted on her lively sister, but she maintained a serious tone. “If you’re not afraid of Father’s whip, then you can whip your Second Sister.”

At the mention of their father, Jiang Hong, Sijin immediately closed her mouth.

In the entire Jiang family, no one but Jiang Peihuan was unafraid of Jiang Hong.

And in the entire family, only Jiang Peihuan had never been whipped by him.

“Miss, we have arrived.”

As the carriage came to a halt, Cui Er lifted the curtain. Jiang Sijin was the first to jump off, turning to see Jiang Ruyun holding a servant girl’s hand. She couldn’t help but remark, “Second Sister, you’ve trained in martial arts for years, yet you still need a servant girl to assist you in getting off the carriage?”

Hearing this, Jiang Ruyun almost fell from the carriage as she prepared to disembark.

After steadying herself, she glanced disdainfully at Jiang Sijin, “Sijin, don’t say I haven’t taught you well. A young lady should be gentle and virtuous; otherwise, you won’t be able to find a husband in the future.”

“Hmph, I won’t listen to you. Elder Sister’s martial arts skills are exceptional, which is why King Cheng admires her. When I grow up, I will be like Elder Sister, fighting and defeating enemies. That’s the true spirit of a Jiang family daughter.”

Jiang Ruyun nearly choked with anger at these words. As she was about to retort, Jiang Peihuan alighted from the carriage.

Casting a glance at her, Jiang Peihuan coldly instructed, “Since we’re here, let’s focus on distributing the porridge properly. If you deliberately cause trouble, I’ll have someone send you back to the mansion immediately.”

Hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Jiang Ruyun clenched her fists tightly..

“Miss, should we start now? The crowd is growing larger.”

“Yes.”

The conflict in the Northern Territory had been ongoing for six months. As long as there was war, taxes would increase. Hangu Pass, being near the Imperial City, was relatively better off. However, at this moment, countless people were lining up to receive porridge.

“Everyone, please form a line, and we’ll begin serving the porridge.”

This wasn’t the first time Cui Er had accompanied Jiang Peihuan in such an endeavor. After seeing her Miss nod in agreement, she shouted to the crowd.

People soon lined up, holding their bowls.

“Sijin, come and scoop the porridge.”

Just as Cui Er was about to reach out her hand, Jiang Peihuan looked at Jiang Sijin and spoke. Although she didn’t know why her elder sister had made such an arrangement, Jiang Sijin still hurried forward when she heard her.

However, as she prepared to start, she heard Jiang Ruyun’s voice, “Eldest Sister, Sijin is still young. I’m afraid she lacks the strength to do this task. Let me handle it.” ”

Jiang Sijin was at a loss for words. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Jiang Peihuan nod, “Alright, you do it.”

Recalling her elder sister’s words in the carriage, Jiang Sijin swallowed her anger, “Elder Sister, I’ll get the bowls.””

“Alright.”

Two teams were formed to distribute porridge. Jiang Ruyun and Jiang Sijin handled one team, while Jiang Peihuan and Ye Xiao took care of the other. Cui Er focused on keeping order in the lines.

“Miss, the crowd keeps growing, and I’m worried we won’t have enough porridge for everyone today.”

Four hours later, Cui Er ran to Jiang Peihuan’s side with a head full of sweat and whispered

Hearing this, Jiang Ruyun’s heart filled with joy.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard the sound of horse hooves.

“Young ladies, my master has sent you this rice.”

Han Feng dismounted his horse and walked up to Jiang Peihuan. When she turned her head, she saw dozens of sacks. The porridge made from these sacks could feed the entire Imperial City for several days.

“Food, so much food…”

The people in line, all city residents, saw the carts of food with excited eyes.

Jiang Peihuan couldn’t even refuse the grains. She looked at Han Feng and whispered, “Where is your master?”

Han Feng turned, revealing a modest carriage.

“Cui Er, instruct the people to keep cooking porridge.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“You guys, please help unload the food.”

Han Feng glanced at Jiang Peihuan’s back and spoke to those behind him.

Jiang Ruyun, dumbfounded by the scene, looked at Han Feng walking over and asked, “Excuse me, sir, who is your master?”

“My master is His Highness King Cheng.”

“King Cheng?”

King Cheng again?

Hearing this, Jiang Ruyun’s eyes darkened instantly, while Jiang Sijin smiled in satisfaction.

“Sijin, I’m a bit tired. Help me serve porridge, and I’ll go rest for a while.”

After saying this, Jiang Ruyun walked away.

Watching her leave, Sijin’s eyes filled with anger. However, remembering her elder sister’s warning, she still asked, “Are you okay?”