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Because of this little episode, Jiang Wan and the others didn't enter the city until the end of the year. When they stopped in front of a four-way house in Sansui Alley, it was already late in the day.

Under the lead of the servant, Jasmine, they stepped off the carriage and carefully got off the carriage. One by one, a beautiful woman in her forties, who was dressed in a stony blue Dorothea cloak and an autumn persimmon jacket, was helped out of the carriage by someone, and then she looked at the two old sophora trees at the entrance that were covered with snow and littered with branches.

Although he was disgusted with the person in front of him, considering that she was still his parents, it was best for him to lower his stance a little.

While thinking in her heart, Jiang Wan walked towards the beautiful woman in small steps, respectfully blessed her, and softly called out, "Mother."

The beautiful woman turned her head and looked at her, nodding slightly. However, her expression was as tranquil as a buddha's in a temple: "How come you don't know how to wear more? "Compared to Zhenjiang, Beijing is much colder here."

This beautiful woman in her forties was her mother, the third wife of the Jiang Clan, the Qin Clan.

"Mother did." Jiang Wan obediently agreed, and then let Lilac, who had followed her, tie a gray crane colored brocade silk cloak to her.

Behind her, a thirteen or fourteen year old girl wearing a red and white marten cloak jumped down from another car and ran towards them like a gust of wind. Jiang Wan tactfully moved to the side.

"Mother, mother, are we finally home? Is he going to be living in Beijing from now on? " The young girl dived head first into his embrace, and a trace of a doting smile appeared on the previously tranquil face of the Qin family.

"Yes, we're home." With a smile on her face, née Qin held onto the young woman's hand and walked into the residence.

This gorgeous young girl was called Jiang Shu, and she was named by the Qin family. She was ranked fifth in the Jiang family, and she was fourteen this year.

Seeing their motherly and filial appearances, Jiang Wan sighed in her heart. In the end, as the daughter of a direct relative, their treatment was different.

Jiang Wan pulled at her hat, lifted her skirt and followed behind them into the mansion.

Passing through the drooping flower gate, what entered his vision was a goldfish bowl, stone tables, chairs, flower racks, as well as a tree that was taller than the eaves of houses …

There was an aura of home everywhere.

A man in his forties wearing a dark blue flowery robe was standing with his hands behind his back under the eaves of the main house. Behind him was a signboard with the words' Jun Yatang 'written on it.

His hair was dark green, his skin was white, his eyes were clear, and he stood tall and straight. From afar, he looked imposing, and behind him was a beautiful woman wearing a pink jacket.

When the man saw the Qin family who had entered the courtyard first, he nodded slightly and smiled: "They're here!"

The Qin family slightly bent their knees towards that man, saluted him, and called out: "Master."

That man was Jiang Wan's father, the third master of the Jiang family, Jiang Chuanzhong.

After the two of them greeted each other, the beautiful woman ran up and greeted them politely. She then pushed the child out of hiding behind her and said, "Hurry up and call mother."

The boy, on the other hand, kept hiding behind the woman. He timidly looked at his third wife, unwilling to call her mother.

Madame Qin's complexion changed, but she immediately reverted back to her Bodhisattva face from before, "Mother Su, although I am not the one who ill-treated my children, I still have some rules that I must set up when I need to, so that my child won't grow up and walk out. They will say that our Jiang manor has broken the rules."

The woman named Su Niang's shoulder trembled slightly as she mumbled, "Got it." However, she held the child's hand even tighter.

née Qin was too lazy to look at her. She followed her master, Jiang Chuanzhong, through the plywood door curtain and into the main house.

Jiang Wan, who was still standing in the yard, looked at Su Niang, who had lowered her head and looked down at her, thinking to herself, "This is a wonderful person as well."

It was said that when Third Young Master Jiang Chuanzhong was still serving in Shaanxi Province that year, he met with severe trouble. Mother Su had no choice but to sell her body to bury her father by the roadside. Jiang Chuanzhong had only given her ten taels of silver out of goodwill that year. He had come looking for her after she had buried her parents, and had said that he would be willing to pay back the debt of gratitude she owed him. At that time, because his grandmother Wang was still around, née Qin had to stay behind in Zhenjiang's service. Jiang Chuanzhong had gone to take up the post alone, so his superior had decided to let Mother Su follow him and become his concubine.

A woman who originally wanted to sell her body to become a slave turned into an aunt in the blink of an eye. Née Qin, on the other hand, didn't dare to say a word.

On the second year after she entered the sect, she gave Jiang Chuanzhong a son, who she named Brother Sheng. Although he was a concubine, he was Jiang Chuanzhong's only son. Thus, he was especially precious to him. Wherever he went, he would bring the two of them with him.

When she thought of this, Jiang Wan looked at the lovable Mother Su, and thought of her mother, He Shi, who had been abandoned by the Qin family in the Old Residence of Zhenjiang and was on the verge of dying. She sighed with emotion at the big difference between the two of them as concubines.

The first entrance to this four-in-one house was Jiang Chuanzhong's outer study and meeting room, and the second past the Flowerflower Door was his and Madam Su's living room. Now that the Qin had come, there was no reason for her to live in the main house, so she followed Brother Sheng to the west room next to the main house. Half of the east room was used as a warehouse for the twenty carriages that the Qin had brought over from the river, while the other half was arranged for the servants to live in the rooms of the Qin family.

As for Jiang Wan and Jiang Zhuzhe, they were arranged to stay in the third-in-residence's Pure Heart Pavilion. Jiang Zhuzhe stayed in the third room downstairs, Jiang Wan in the third room upstairs, and the servants and women in the fourth room.

Although it was an attic, because of the wall of fire, in this midwinter period, people could even feel a bit of braising heat.

Jiang Wan pushed open a small window to the south to let in some air, and outside the window was a small garden.

This small garden was built between the second and third places, forming a natural soundproof belt. Unless there was a very large movement, the two houses would not be able to hear each other, and on both sides of the garden, there was a veranda connecting the two houses, which allowed them to travel between the Pure Heart Pavilion and the Jun Yating Hall, whether it was in the sun or in the rain.

However, during this season, the flowers and plants in the garden had all shed leaves, leaving only a single red plum growing in the corner. The red flower bud was hidden under the white snow, giving the garden a little bit of life.

In her previous life, she wasn't in a hurry to see the flowers bloom before her elder sister brought her into the crown prince's mansion. In this life, she definitely couldn't let this scene repeat itself!

Jiang Wan gripped her bare hands tightly, then turned around and made a simple distribution to the three rooms upstairs: She lived in the easternmost room, with a screen placed in the center of the room, a small study on the south side, and her bedroom on the north side; the one on the west side, she gave Clove, Jasmine, and Mama Han, and the one in the middle, because it led up and down the stairs, she hadn't thought of any better arrangements than the banquet hall.