Jiang Yan stood still, looking around, thinking about leaving her familiar family behind for an uncertain future, feeling lost in her heart. After a long while, she forced a bitter smile: âI donât know what to choose, I⦠Iâm too stupid.â
Jiang Ning laughed, âYouâre not stupid; youâre wise but acting foolish. Since you canât make up your mind, why not ask our fatherâs opinion?â
Jiang Yan nodded, âI will let Father decide for me.â
At this moment, Jiang Yuan, accompanied by a group of maids, stepped through the second gate. She was dressed extravagantly, adorned with pearls and jade. Her movement created a soft tinkling sound, adding a touch of brightness to the gloomy snowy day.
Jiang Yan pursed her lips, âFifth Sister still loves to show off.â
Jiang Ning smiled without answering.
âWhy are you two standing in the snow?â Jiang Yuan approached, sizing Jiang Ning up and down, âthough dressed quite brightly for once. But Seventh Miss, do you think your legs are too nice? In such cold weather, youâre just standing here catching the wind? Are you all blind? Help the Princess Consort back to her room!â
Her last sentence was directed at her own maids.
this time, she and Jiang Ning had the same thought, both bringing their dowry maids and servants back with them.
As such, there was no need for pleasantries.
After all, everyone in the Jiang Family knew her temperament.
Although she was born of a concubine, in the years Jiang Ning was absent, she was pampered like a daughter of the main wife. Everyone accepted her bossiness somewhat naturally.
Several maids hurried over to support Yun Dai.
Even Jiang Yan got squeezed to the side.
Jiang Ning said leisurely with a smile, âAre you all so afraid of Fifth Miss? Donât you care about the future Princess Consort of Zhao at all?â
âWhat princess?â
Jiang Yuan hadnât heard the news yet, so she couldnât help but look at Jiang Yan curiously.
Jiang Yan blushed and lowered her head.
Jiang Ning could tell from her expression that she was not against marrying the Prince of Zhao. She was just uneasy in her heart.
Speaking of which, while the dedicated matchmaking was indeed influenced by the Empressâs manipulation, the Prince of Zhao might not necessarily be a bad match.
In the future⦠no matter who comes out on top, it would be beneficial to the Jiang Family.
Although Jiang Ning hadnât spoken to Jiang Ruobai yet, she knew that he would definitely approve of this marriage.
As long as Jiang Ruobai agreed and Jiang Yan was willing, Jiang Ning, as an observer, had no right to voice her opinion.
Essentially, this marriage was almost settled.
Upon hearing her explanation, Jiang Yuan, as expected, looked shocked: âIs it really that Prince of Zhao? The one who was just named⦠Prince of Zhao?â
âAbsolutely, itâs him.â
âHow could the prestigious Prince of Zhao fall for Sixth Sister?â Although Jiang Yuanâs words may sound hurtful, they were indeed factual.
Jiang Yan had been with her for a long time and knew she wasnât really mocking her.
She just⦠couldnât believe it.
This was normal; anyone would have the same reaction.
Jiang Yan was sure that the same reaction would appear on her father Jiang Ruobai and brother Jiang Yiâs faces.
Fortunately, she still had her kind, sweet little Seventh Sister to help diffuse the situation.
When Jiang Yuan asked the question, her eyes were fixed on Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning laughed, âWhatâs wrong with our Sixth Sister? The daughters of the Jiang Family, right, Fifth Sister?â
Jiang Yuan immediately realized she was also belittling herself. She laughed and took Jiang Yanâs hand: âIâm blunt with words; donât take it to heart, Sixth Sister. Is it true? You better not be joking with me.â