The imperial doctor came soon. After taking his pulse for a while, he stood up and said respectfully: "Fortunately, I didn't stay in the water for a long time that day. The girl has good health. She is much better now."

Jiang Jingchuan looked at Tu Qingyu's relieved look and asked deliberately: "Is it really better? There was still broken ice on the river that day. If I went out, would I get cold again?"

Then he deliberately looked at the reaction of the little girl opposite, and sure enough he saw that she became nervous again.

"This..." The imperial doctor was hesitant. What do you think His Highness meant? Did he not want him to agree?

Do you want to change your tune?

But looking at the little girl's expectant eyes, he really couldn't bear it. What should he do?

"Okay, you go down." The prince said at the right time.

He couldn't bear it, so he just teased her occasionally. Now that she was sad, it would be bad if she teased her too much.

He clapped his hands, and soon a nanny came in with a tray containing the daily robes for leaving the palace.

In the past, Tu Qingyu would have been so happy to be able to leave the palace, but now that she has just learned the news of her mother's death, how can she be happy?

The clothes are a plain undershirt and blouse made of fine silk, the size is just right.

She walked up to Jiang Jingchuan and lowered her head, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Mourning clothes are not allowed in the palace. Plain clothes must have been prepared by someone ordered by the other party.

She couldn't pretend not to see such attentiveness.

Jiang Jingchuan had already changed into his regular clothes. He looked at the person in front of him with his head lowered and said nothing.

Tu Qingyu stretched out his hand to hold the person, but Tu Qingyu struggled to break away.

He didn't let go until he got on the carriage.

After getting on the carriage, Tu Qingyu sat aside and stopped motionless, still lost in thought.

But after a while, tears began to accumulate in his eyes again.

When the carriage arrived at the palace gate, she opened the curtain and looked outside.

The palace gate was majestic and solemn, and was guarded by soldiers with weapons. No one stopped the prince's car when he saw it.

She watched with relish, but murmured: "On the day I entered the palace, it was my mother who sent me here..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a big hand climbed up to her waist and pushed her to the center of the carriage.

The next moment, she was sitting next to the prince.

She tilted her head, her big eyes still a little confused.

If it weren't for the wrong time, the prince would have wanted to make fun of him.

He coughed lightly and said seriously: "Sit tight."

Tu Qingyu's home was in a small town not far outside the capital, and there was no need for her to lead the way. The driver who drove the prince's carriage found her original home easily and with ease.

It was originally two tile-roofed houses with a courtyard.

Now the courtyard is still the same as before, but the people walking out of it are new faces that she doesn't recognize.

Jiang Jingchuan stood beside her and said, "After your mother passed away, the deed of this house fell to your aunt's family. Two months later, your aunt rented it out."

"No, it's impossible..." Tu Qingyu shook his head, "I'm going to ask, this is impossible."

After saying that, she was about to rush inside, but the prince held her back, and the attendant who brought out was very discerning and took out the silver and moved forward.

"Sister-in-law, my wife wants to ask you something. I wonder if it's okay..." He put the silver into the woman's hand.

"Ouch -" the woman was shocked when she saw the silver ingot, "This, this...of course it's okay, you can ask whatever you want!"

After saying that, she put the silver to her mouth, bit it, and then wiped it.

This is five taels of silver ingots. Their family may not be able to save five taels after working hard for a year.

Jiang Jingchuan then led Tu Qingyu forward. Tu Qingyu was silent for a while and said, "Sister-in-law, did you rent this house?"

"Yes, someone died in this house before, so the rent is cheaper than the houses next to it." She put the money into her purse, stuffed the purse into her collar, patted it before feeling reassured, and then said: "Other people It is said that this family has become extinct, and the original owner gave the property deed to relatives, who felt it was unlucky and refused to rent it."

"We are new here and can't find any good place to live. Besides, we're not afraid of being poor, so why should we be afraid of bad luck?"

Tu Qingyu almost lost his footing and fell backward uncontrollably. Jiang Jingchuan was already prepared to catch him.

Daheng picked him up and walked to the carriage.

"Hey - what's going on?" The woman was very puzzled.

Why is it like this all of a sudden?

In the carriage, Tu Qingyu was held in Jiang Jingchuan's arms. She bit her lip and suppressed her cries.

The man patted her back time and time again, feeling that this feeling was really wonderful.

It turns out that he also feels sorry for others.

"Okay, don't cry." After sighing, he asked again, "Are you going to your aunt's house yet?"

Jiang Qingyu cried for a while before saying in a hoarse voice: "Go."

My aunt's house is not far from here, just on the street behind me.

When they arrived, they happened to meet a little woman returning with a vegetable basket.

The person she met at the door greeted her, "Scholar lady, you are back from shopping for groceries."

"Yeah, the food at this time is really nothing. It's just that, and I'm tired of eating it."

"No, my grandson even said he wanted to eat courgettes. I asked him where he could get courgettes in February."

"Children are always like this. One day is the same, and the next day, they will say they want to eat something else."

"Yes." The old lady smiled and waved, "You can go back, I think there are still things at home."

The little woman responded, "Then I'll go back first."

After the people left and the door closed, Tu Qingyu went forward to ask the old lady.

"Old man, who is that? I heard you just called her the talented lady?"

"I just came here not long ago, and everyone called her that, so I followed suit. I heard that this is the newly married bride of Wang Xiucai's family."

"Wang Xiucai...yes, as my cousin said last time, he has passed the examination to become a scholar."

She was silent and didn't ask any more questions, but turned and left.

Returning to the carriage, Jiang Jingchuan asked, "Are you not going to ask any more questions?"

Tu Qingyu shook his head with despair, "I won't ask anymore, there is nothing more to ask."

It was already clear that she had given up.

"Then the Wang family failed you, deceived you, and occupied your mother's house deed. What don't you want to do?" He stared into Tu Qingyu's eyes.

He was seducing her, trying to arouse her desire for glory and wealth.

Tu Qingyu shook his head numbly, "No, since he has changed his mind, why should I keep thinking about him anymore? It's because I'm stupid that they were able to deceive me."

"Mom's house deed...maybe she gave it to her before she died. Now I just think..." She looked at Jiang Jingchuan and hesitated.

Jiang Jingchuan asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Tu Qingyu: “I want to put incense sticks in front of my mother’s grave.”

Jiang Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was angry at him for not arguing, but he was also relieved that the other party was not blinded by hatred and became hungry for power.

only……

He is still too soft-hearted. People who have deceived him cannot just let it go.

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