Because Jiang Xiaoman was not valued, the servant in the yard was too easy to talk to on weekdays, so he did not hide it in front of her. Apart from doing her job well, she had no sense of the servant.

Xue Liu is pretty good, at least respectful when Tao Si is alive.

The furnishings in the house are simple, but there are many small things piled up, which are only played by children, but Jiang Xiaoman found them novel and interesting, and kept them all.

The makeup box was the only thing Tao Si left her, with a prescription and a broken bracelet inside.

It was something that Jiang Hengzhi gave to Tao Si. Later, she broke it and picked it up silently, put it on the bottom of the makeup box. It was neither put together nor thrown away, but it was placed quietly.

The candy Zhou Gongyu gave her was also placed inside and treated carefully like a treasure.

Jiang Xiaoman sat in front of the dressing table and dispersed her hair.

The soft hair hangs on the shoulders, the tips of the hair are a little yellow, like the plants and trees that are dying in autumn, losing their vitality.

She wanted to see the broken jade bracelet, so she pulled the bottom layer open.

Unexpectedly, a letter was pressed under the broken jade, without an envelope, but it was folded neatly.

It must be Tao Si's letter, she had something to say to her.

Jiang Xiaoman's heartbeat suddenly became faster and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Bang bang bang bang!

The door was smashed hard a few times, and the tranquility of the yard was broken.

"Go back to the young master, the lady has just fallen asleep."

"I care whether she sleeps or not, let her get up!"

It was Jiang Chi's voice.

His tone was a little impatient, even angry.

Jiang Xiaoman was a little confused. She rarely saw them on weekdays. What did Jiang Chi come to her for?

"Come out now!"

Jiang Chi knocked hard on the door, which made people feel a headache.

When the door opened, he saw Xiaoman with disheveled hair, he was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became angry.

"Jiang Xiaoman, are you shameless?"

Jiang Xiaoman frowned and said blankly: "What did you say?"

"I warn you that the second prince will be the prince in the future, and my sister will be the princess.

You are nothing, and you dare to come to him.

When my sister's illness is cured, you can jump into the lake with your little slutty mother."

Jiang Chi and Xiaoman are the same age, but they are much taller than her. They have an aggressive tone and have no siblings at all.

At first she was expressionless when she heard it, but in the end her face became worse and worse. Even if she tried hard to restrain herself, the letter in her sleeve was still pinched and deformed.

Seeing her pale face, Jiang Chi remembered that today was the day when Jiang Yuefu took medicine, and suddenly she didn't say anything, and her eyes swept to her wrist unnaturally.

The hand was retracted into the sleeve, and a small corner of the letter paper was revealed. Jiang Chi looked at it and reached out to pull it.

She subconsciously avoided it, but angered Jiang Chi.

"Bring it!"

Jiang Xiaoman shook his head, his eyes chilled.

"You leave, or I'll go find my father."

"Father?

He is my father, not yours!”

Jiang Xiaoman pursed his lips tightly, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xueliu quickly asked someone to leave to find Cheng Tinglan.

The other servants knew that Jiang Chi was the serious young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion. No one would make him unhappy for Xiaoman, and pretended not to see all this.

"Take it!"

Jiang Chi grabbed Jiang Xiaoman's wrist and pressed it to the wound. She frowned in pain and hummed in a low voice, but the envelope was still tightly held.

"Let me go."

Even when he was angry, Jiang Xiaoman had nothing to do with evil. He was always gentle and soft, like a rabbit without attack, and would only stare at him with red eyes.

Somehow, the more she showed this, the more Jiang Chi wanted to bully her.

The clutched wrist is slender and fragile as if it breaks at once.

He broke away Jiang Xiaoman's fingers one by one, pulled out the letter that had been pinched out of the crease, and shook it in front of her.

The smile only made her feel dazzling.

"If you haven't opened this letter yet, I advise you not to read it. Tao Si hates you so much and wishes you to die. Maybe the one written in this letter is cursing you."

After receiving the letter, he did not open it, but slowly tore it apart in front of Jiang Xiaoman, and then raised it at her.

The shredded paper hangs like fallen leaves, rolled by the cold wind, and rolled on the blue and black bricks and stones several times.

White flowers were scattered, stinging her eyes.

Xiaoman's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't look at Jiang Chi's proud face.

"Why did this do to me?"

The voice was pale and powerless, as if he had walked through the barren desert, stripping away vitality and hope.

Just like Jiang Xiaoman, he looks dry and boring.

Jiang Chi's smile froze, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and he was a little helpless for a moment.

Jiang Man raised his head, his eyes flushed red, and there was a clear light of water gathering, but tears were not flowing down.

“What do you want me?

Go and die?"

Jiang Chi was stumbling, and his words were stuck in his throat and couldn't come out. When he met her arrogant arrogance, he felt like a sudden ice water pouring down his head, and a strange panic surged in his heart.

He didn't want to show his back, so he even more violently kicked the broken paper on the ground and cursed: "It's best to die."

"You say it again?"

A long and thick voice suddenly came from behind him, which made his body shake.

Jiang Chi's voice trembled: "Grandma, why are you here?"

Xiaoman squatted on the ground and picked up the torn letter. She knew that the old lady was coming, so she didn't react much.

Jiang Hengzhi would not treat her as his daughter, Jiang Chi would not treat her as his sister, and Jiang Yuefu would not treat her as her sister.

This grandmother, who had never said a word to her, would not treat her as her granddaughter.

The old lady's face was full of wrinkles, like a gully on a rock, with her eyes a little muddy, but she was still sharp and serious.

Jiang Chi has always been afraid of her and dared not make rash decisions in front of her.

The crutch hit the ground hard, making a dull impact, and even his heart trembled.

"Apologize to your sister and get out of here."

The old lady spoke sternly. After saying that, she glanced at Jiang Xiaoman again, without pursuing her rudeness, and turned around and was about to leave.

Jiang Chi dared not refuse to follow, and his voice was weak and mosquitoes and flies quickly apologized, and chased after the old lady in a few steps.

The shredded paper was stained with dust, Xiaoman didn't care, picked it up one by one, and accidentally caught a few words.

The handwriting is quite regular, with a few strokes but it looks a little twisted, as if the hand holding the pen is trembling.

Fortunately, the tear is not very broken, and it should be easy to put together.

only……
Chapter completed!