northernbook Chapter 315 Second Sister Arrested
Chapter 315 Second Sister Arrested
The second sister walked away, but instead of immediately going to a farmer's house to change her clothes, she found a large rock, sat down, and took a deep breath.
Her husband was right in front of her, but she couldn't acknowledge him. They seemed to be as close as before, their hearts in harmony, but she knew that was just her perception.
He had long forgotten about her.
She had clearly agreed to treat him only as His Highness Prince Ning, and to treat her own Sanlang as if he had already left, but when she saw him, she still couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
She stroked her injured left arm, thinking about his concerned gaze and caring look.
She closed her eyes, as if all that concern came from her Sanlang.
Chuntao asked cautiously, "Second Miss? Are you... unhappy?"
The second sister snapped out of her daze, tilted her head back, rolled her eyes, forced back the tears in her eyes, and said, "It's okay, let's go."
Chun Tao assumed she was worried about the young master and quickly said, "Second Miss, with your help, His Highness Prince Ning will surely find out the truth, and the young master will be alright."
"Ah."
The second sister went to Wan Cheng's house and had her maid hand over the money bag.
"My clothes are dirty. I wonder if you could get me some clean old clothes to change into?"
Madam Wan hesitated to accept the money pouch, saying, "But my clothes are all... coarse cloth. How can they be worthy of such a distinguished person?"
The second sister shook her head: "I grew up in the countryside. My family was poor in the past, and we all wore ordinary coarse cloth clothes. We didn't care much about appearances."
Only then did Wan's mother get up and go back to find her newest set of clothes. She had bought them for her last year when things were better, during the New Year, when Wan Cheng insisted on buying her fabric.
It was her only silk dress.
Actually, it doesn't fit well. I have to work on weekdays, so I can't wear it. It's too cold during the New Year. This thin garment isn't warm enough. It only looks good when worn indoors.
I'm a little reluctant to part with it.
But knowing that this woman from the Si family could help her son seek justice, there was nothing she couldn't bear to part with.
The mother took the clothes out and asked her daughter to pour water for the nobleman to wash them, and she refused to accept any money.
The second sister said, "Auntie, I won't wear your clothes if you don't give me money. You don't need to be polite with me. I am a young lady from the Marquis's mansion, and I don't lack this little bit of money."
Moved, Wan's mother couldn't argue with her, so she turned around and helped her daughter fetch water for the important person.
After my second sister washed up and changed into clean clothes, she felt much refreshed.
Taking advantage of this moment, Wan's father cooked two bowls of egg noodles for his second sister and Chun Tao to eat while they were hot.
"You've come so early, you must be hungry. Have something to tide you over."
The second sister didn't stand on ceremony, eating and laughing as she said, "Uncle Wan's cooking is excellent, this egg noodle soup is very fragrant."
When Mr. Wan smiled, it was as if a distinguished guest had arrived, sweeping away the gloom that had plagued the family for days.
Rong-jie leaned over the table, looking at her second sister's face, and said, "Noble sister, your face is injured. I see you don't seem to be using your left hand much; is it injured too?"
The second sister laughed and said, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Rongjie hurriedly said, "Sister, my father knows how to set bones. Could you ask him to take a look?"
Chun Tao hurriedly tried to stop her, thinking that her second daughter was a noble lady and how could ordinary people touch her?
But her second sister gave her a look, preventing her from speaking, and nodded with a smile: "That's great, we'll have to trouble Uncle Wan."
Mr. Wan was taken aback. In the past, when he visited the Wan family mansion, the young lady of the Wan family would never call him "uncle". Every time she saw him, she would look down on him as if he were nothing, let alone let him get close.
He was very serious. He held his second sister's arm and squeezed it from top to bottom. Without touching her hand, he asked, "Try shaking your hand, sir."
The second sister got up, shook her hand, and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, it's really healed! Uncle Wan, you're a miracle doctor!"
Mr. Wan laughed and said, "You flatter me. It was nothing to begin with. I just twisted my wrist and couldn't put any force on it. A little traction will fix it."
Rongjie went to get the ointment again, intending to apply it to her second sister: "I heard from my brother that when noble people in the city get injured, they use this kind of good medicine. It doesn't hurt when you apply it, and it won't leave a scar after it heals. Brother bought me a box so I can use it on my hands, so that my hands won't get too rough from working."
The second sister let her have her way.
After finishing the noodles and applying the medicine, the second sister said goodbye to them and left.
After the master and servant left, Rong-jie closed the medicine box but didn't return it. She held it reluctantly in her hand, staring at the medicine box in a daze.
Wan's mother took the bowls on the table to wash them, secretly wiping away tears as she did so.
Mr. Wan, clutching the money pouch his second sister had given him, said in a hoarse voice with red eyes, "Don't think about it anymore. Go and put the ointment away. Wash the noble people's clothes clean. If they come back for them, give them to them. If they don't... then forget about it."
"Okay." Rong'er got up and went into the house, but soon ran out in a hurry, holding a jade pendant in her hand. "Father, this was left by my noble sister."
Upon seeing this, Wan's father hurriedly said, "Go and chase after them, and return them to them."
Rongjie nodded and chased after them towards the village entrance.
Wan Cheng's family lived on the inner side of the village. In the past, you had to cross a small road at the intersection. On one side of the road was the wall of the Wan family's ancestral home, and on the other side was a pond.
As soon as Rongjie ran to the wall, she saw two men on the path. One was carrying the noble lady, and the other was carrying the noble lady's maid. They looked around and, seeing that no one was around, they carried the noble lady and the maid away.
"..."
Rong-jie almost cried out, but she covered her mouth tightly to keep from making a sound.
She was all alone and couldn't save the important person at all. If the two of them found out, she would probably lose her life as well.
She recognized those two people; they were supposedly family members of some important figure, sent to Mahe Village for committing a crime. They lived in a large house near the village entrance, and were usually arrogant and looked down on the villagers.
It seems his surname is Jiang.
But how could she possibly afford to offend such an important person? What could she do? How could she save this benefactor?
Rongjie was extremely anxious. Suddenly, she remembered that she had heard today that a high-ranking official from the Dali Temple had come to investigate a case and had gone to the clan chief's house.
She turned and ran towards the clan chief's house. When she arrived, she saw a large group of guards heading towards the road on the other side of the village.
"grown ups!"
Rong Jie was actually very scared, but she still rushed forward regardless.
"Sir, help me!"
The clan chief and the village head stood respectfully to the side. Seeing Rong-jie running over so recklessly, they were so angry that they stepped forward to pull her away.
"Rong-jie, what nonsense are you spouting!"
They thought that Rongjie wanted to say something about her brother's death.
Rongjie was afraid of being caught, so she rushed up to the person who looked to be at the front and dressed differently from the others, shouting.
"My lord, my beloved sister has been captured! Please help us!"
The man turned to look at her: "What did you say?"
Rongjie knelt before him, choking with fear, but still forced herself to say, "My esteemed sister, surnamed Si, was taken away by that...that family surnamed Jiang!"