Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 156 Jiang Family Concubine

Could it be that...

Could Linlang be her half-sister—Jiang Yi?

......But this is really incredible and unbelievable!

Jiang Li was shocked by her own thoughts for a moment, but after calming down, she decided to go see Linlang.

Instead of making wild guesses here, it would be better to ask in person.

Yes or no, just ask and you will know.

After calling Luo Zhi, the master and servant walked one after the other along the winding stone path in the imperial garden towards the lotus pond.

The peony season has passed, and the peony garden that was fragrant when I last came is now just lush green.

When Jiang Li arrived at the place where Concubine Zhao was attacked by the obsidian snake, she still felt a lingering fear.

He kept glancing at the ground, fearing that a smooth, venomous snake that made his scalp tingle would jump out from the depths of the dark flowers again.

It is true that once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years.

After coming out of the flower garden, Jiang Li paused slightly.

The willow branches by the pond swayed in the wind. Under the willow tree, stood a woman in red.

Slender and graceful, plump and elegant.

Hearing footsteps, the woman turned around.

Their eyes met unexpectedly in the air, and then there was a long silence between them.

In fact, Jiang Li doesn't have many memories of her concubine sister.

I only remember hearing the nanny who served her say a few times when I was young that she had a half-sister who was raised on a farm in the countryside.

At that time, her grandmother had not passed away yet, and she did not like her half-sister very much, and could even be said to dislike her.

Linlang's mother was originally a maid. She climbed into her master's bed while Jiang Minzhi was drunk and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jiang family had gone up the mountain to worship Buddha and had not returned yet. This is how she became pregnant with this child.

The Jiang family is a century-old noble family. Even if they want to take a concubine, they will not take in a slave.

Jiang Minzhi's mother believed that this incident had tarnished the Jiang family's tradition.

When Jiang's mother was about to deal with the maid secretly, she found that she was pregnant.

Jiang Minzhi and his first wife, Ms. He, were childhood sweethearts and had a very deep relationship.

But He had been weak since childhood. She gave birth to her eldest son Jiang Cheng two years after she got married, and then she never got pregnant again.

Mother Jiang was concerned about her son's small family, so she temporarily suppressed her thoughts on punishing the maid.

She sent a nanny to bring her delicious food and drinks every day, waiting for her to give birth to another boy for the Jiang family.

It was a pity that the maid was useless and ended up giving birth to a worthless baby girl.

When Jiang's mother heard the news, she sent someone to take the maid who had just given birth and her newborn daughter to the farm in the countryside without even looking at them.

The maid was not well taken care of during the confinement period, and her health deteriorated and she became ill.

He coughed incessantly day after day, and after two years of struggling to survive, he finally died.

However, the half-sister, who was only three years older than Jiang Li, seemed to be forgotten and was raised on the farm until she was ten years old.

Later, it was her brother who suggested to her father that they bring her back to the Jiang Mansion.

At the end of that year, ten-year-old Jiang Yi returned to her unfamiliar home.

The good days did not last for a few days before the Jiang family encountered disaster. Jiang Yi, who was already ten years old, was captured by government soldiers and registered as a prostitute.

Although Jiang Yi had lived in the Jiang Mansion for more than half a year, Jiang Li saw her very rarely.

She was young at that time, so she didn't have a deep impression of this concubine sister.

The night breeze blows slowly, bringing the delicate fragrance of lotus flowers.

This was the first time that Jiang Li looked closely at Linlang's features.

I hope to find a hint of familiarity on her face that matches my memory.

At the same time, Linlang was also staring at her quietly.

Also the daughter of Jiang Minzhi, she is a singer despised by everyone, and even people feel ashamed to perform on the same stage with her.

And Jiang Li, just because she is the legitimate daughter, can be superior.

How unfair is fate?

She sneered, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Sister, do you still remember the swing that your brother built for you in the yard when the crabapple blossomed that year?"

Jiang Li's eyelashes trembled. Of course she remembered.

That year happened to be the year when something bad happened to the Jiang family.

It is the turn of spring and summer, and the crabapple trees in the courtyard are in full bloom.

The pale pink stamens are like dancing fairies, floating lightly on the green branches and leaves.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the air was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers.

The neighbor uncle built a swing for his fat grandson. Jiang Li wanted to play with it, but the fat boy refused to let her touch it.

She was so angry that she pushed Xiaopang into the medicine garden and he got a mouthful of mud.

Xiaopang cried and called for his mother, and she slipped on her feet and ran back home in a flash.

The fat boy's mother brought him to the house, but his father made a lot of noise but did nothing, and pretended to be angry and scolded her.

Early the next morning, her brother built a swing for her under the crabapple tree in the yard.

In order to prevent her from scratching her hands, the hemp rope and the wooden board were wrapped with layers of cloth strips.

As she was swinging her feet on the swing, a young lady in cloth clothes stood in front of her.

Jiang Li touched the ground with her toes, stopped the swing, and looked her up and down, "Who are you?"

"I am..."

The young lady pinched the corner of her clothes uncomfortably, and after hesitating for a moment, she said, "I am your half-sister."

Concubine sister?

Could it be the sister who was raised on the farm?

Even though she had doubts in her heart, Jiang Li still politely called out "sister".

Jiang Yi uttered a soft "ah" and kept glancing at her swing.

"Sister, do you want to play on the swing for a while too?" Jiang Li asked.

"...is it okay?"

"of course can!"

Jiang Li moved the swing away. After Jiang Yi thanked her, she carefully sat on the swing and tilted her head up to look up.

The sunlight shines through the crabapple petals, and the flickering spots of light are reflected in Jiang Yi's envious eyes.

From the rope in my hands to the seat beneath me, everything was soft.

Every detail is filled with love and care from the person who tied the swing.

Jiang Yan felt a little sad and looked at Jiang Li again.

She was wearing a goose yellow skirt. The material had a very good drape and it was obvious at first glance that it was very expensive.

Maybe it was a little hot, her little face was flushed.

She was wearing a coarse cloth dress, and her trousers had knees sewn.

From then on, she knew that legitimate children and illegitimate children were born different.

Although both of them have the surname Jiang, their status and treatment are very different.

"Sister, your pants are torn."

Jiang Li was holding a fallen crabapple flower in her hand.

Pointing to the clumsy needlework on her knees, he said, "Sister, why don't you come back to the room with me? I'll help you find some clothes to wear."

Jiang Yi's face suddenly turned red.

"No need."

She felt extremely ashamed and quickly got off the swing and left in a hurry.

"elder sister--"

Jiang Li looked at her quickly walking away and scratched his head in confusion.

"Did I say something wrong and made my sister angry?"