“I came this time not just to bring you some food and clothing, but also to tell you more about the Jiang family.”
“Please speak, Ruan Niang.”
“This time’s marriage candidate is Jiang Family’s Third Young Master, Jiang Youping. He is the second son of the main branch, and because his mother is a cousin of the Zhen Yuan Marquis’s wife, his status is more noble than ordinary people. But I heard that Third Young Master Jiang has a mild temperament and is easy to get along with. However, recently the Jiang Madam’s nephew is staying at the Jiang household, who is dissolute and loves to ruin innocent girls, so you must be careful.”
“Understood.”
“Master Jiang is away, and only Madam Jiang is managing the household. If anything happens, find Madam Jiang, do you understand?” Ruan Niang’s expression was unprecedented in its worry.
Gu Qingtong thought that no matter how dangerous it was, she still had to go, so she calmed her heart and carefully noted down all the precautions.
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Although both were wealthy families with five-courtyard mansions, the Jiang household was more spacious.
As soon as Gu Qingtong entered, she saw rows of evergreen cypresses on both sides, like majestic warriors guarding their homeland.
Madam Jiang, hearing that the maiden selected by the Yang family had arrived, personally came out to welcome her. However, upon hearing she was the one who had bewitched the Hua family’s Second Young Master, her expression became more warning.
Gu Qingtong pretended not to notice, maintaining a frank expression. She smiled slightly and curtsied.
Madam Jiang saw her straightforward manner and her expression softened: “Gu Qingniang, the Yang family girl is called Mingyi, right?”
“Yes.”
“Since you’re here in her place, these three days you will be Mingyi.”
“Yes, Mingyi greets Madam Jiang.”
Madam Jiang was satisfied and held her hand: “Youping is still reading early, go send him some bird’s nest soup.”
“Yes.” As soon as Gu Qingtong agreed, a maid handed her the tray.
The trial marriage was very different, with no clear beginning or end. One could say that during these three days, every moment, she had to present herself as Yang Mingyi.
