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“Your mother is from the Lin family, but she rarely goes back after she married into the Lin family, so it’s normal that you don’t know about it.”

No wonder I've never heard of these things, but I also seem to have never heard of the Lin family's existence.

"Grandmother, where is the Lin family?" I didn't expect that she didn't even know about the Lin family all these years. It seems that there must be a secret behind this.

Hearing Jiang Chaoyu ask, the old lady sighed, thinking that her mother must not have told her these things. She said, "You are too young to know. Your mother was the only son in the Lin family. Not long after your mother married into the family, a natural disaster burned down the Lin family. Your mother was heartbroken and almost lost you."

Jiang Chaoyu was unaware of these matters. She had previously wondered why no one from her mother's family had visited her, and now she understood.

"I see."

The old lady held Jiang Chaoyu's hand and looked at her kindly. As she grew up, her face became more and more like her mother's. Even the Prime Minister Jiang sometimes felt nostalgic when he saw her.

"My child, you must have suffered during your time at the Jiang residence. I hope you have found a good man to whom you entrust your life."

Zeng Chenhua's reputation was fairly good, but people lamented his leg injury, saying that a perfectly healthy person had his leg crippled at a young age. However, opinions were mixed, and some people privately said that he deserved it, since he had given up being a prince and instead spent his time in the limelight.

"Granddaughter thanks Grandmother again." Jiang Chaoyu knelt down and bowed to the old lady. She never expected that the old lady, who was usually not talkative, would say these words to her. How could Jiang Chaoyu not be moved?

Her eyes were brimming with tears, but she wiped them away as she stood up, and to outsiders, nothing seemed amiss.

Looking at the gold hairpin in her hand, she felt a mix of emotions. It was this hairpin that brought her together with Zeng Chenhua, and now she was going to marry him. Life is truly unpredictable.

"What are you thinking about, Miss?"

Since her young mistress returned from the old lady's courtyard, she had somehow acquired two identical gold hairpins. She had been looking down at the hairpins for quite some time, and it was time to rest. Seeing that her young mistress was still looking at them, she couldn't help but speak up.

Hearing Cui Cui's voice, Jiang Chaoyu's consciousness returned. She had originally been comparing the similarities between the two hairpins, but her attention had wandered elsewhere. "These two hairpins look exactly alike; no one else could tell them apart."

Upon hearing this, Cui Cui couldn't help but peek at the two gold hairpins, and sure enough, she couldn't find any problems with them.

"It really is the same!"

While I was in the old lady's courtyard, I heard her say that she hoped she could wear this hairpin when she got married, as if her mother were watching her get married.

Jiang Chaoyu couldn't refuse this reason, so she agreed.

Jiang Chaoyu picked up a hairpin and inserted it into her hair, looking at herself in the bronze mirror. "Does it look good?"

Cui Cui was a complete savior of her mistress; no matter what, her mistress was always the most beautiful in her eyes, especially since this hairpin made her mistress look even more stunning.

"Beautiful, beautiful."

"Okay." Looking at Cui Cui's eyes sparkling and her lips curving upwards, he carefully examined himself in the mirror, wondering if Cui Cui's reaction was too much.

"Knock knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door. The two were a little surprised. They looked at each other and then looked towards the door. They heard Jiang Yuyao's voice coming from the doorway.

"Sister, it's me."

Jiang Chaoyu frowned, her eyes filled with doubt. Why would her sister be at the door so late at night, especially since she had heard that her sister had already gone to Jincheng Temple?

"Please come in!" The moment Jiang Yuyao entered, Jiang Chaoyu quickly hid the hairpin. When she opened the door, she saw the two of them, one leaning on a recliner and the other standing to the side fanning herself.

"Sister, you're here!"

Seeing that Jiang Yuyao seemed to be holding a sachet, I wondered what she had come for.

Upon seeing her enter, he hurriedly stood up, pulled a chair in front of Jiang Yuyao, and poured her some water.

"Sister, you drink."

The person stood obediently to the side, and when Jiang Yuyao saw this, she said, "Don't you have any extra chairs in your room? Why are you standing here?"

These words infuriated Jiang Chaoyu, who slammed down on the chair beside her. "It's late. Did you call for me, sister?"

Jiang Chaoyu asked directly, as she wanted to rest.

Jiang Yuyao didn't rush to speak, but instead looked at Cuicui beside her. These words would be bad if outsiders heard them.

Jiang Chaoyu understood Jiang Yuyao's meaning and asked Cuicui to leave the room first, leaving only the two of them. She quietly watched Jiang Yuyao, seeing her slowly drink the water before placing the sachet on the table.

Before Jiang Chaoyu could ask, he said, "This is a peace charm I got from Jincheng Temple. Once you leave the Jiang residence, no one will protect you. Although I don't usually like you, I hope you don't die out there."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chaoyu was inexplicably moved, her heart touched. Sure enough, Jiang Yuyao was still as sharp-tongued as ever, but she hadn't expected that her trip to Jincheng Temple was for her sake.

But to say she didn't like him was quite straightforward. However, Jiang Yuyao had a sharp tongue, but she was a good person. Jiang Chaoyu had already figured out Jiang Yuyao's personality, so she simply took the sachet, noticing the nice embroidery.

The sachets obtained from the temple are not to be opened, so Jiang Chaoyu did not expect that they contained not only amulets for safety but also amulets for exchanging bodies.

From the moment Jiang Chaoyu transmigrated, Jiang Yuyao knew that her younger sister was different from the ones she knew before. At first, she didn't quite believe it, but after several tests, she realized that she really wasn't the sister she loved.

Her beloved younger sister would rush into her arms upon seeing her, but this one wouldn't. Combined with other factors, Jiang Yuyao suspected that this woman might be the demon from the stories who steals people's bodies.

However, this demon doesn't seem to harm people; she looks a lot like a younger sister, but she isn't.

So she started speaking rudely to the person in front of her, but the person began to refute her, completely eliminating the possibility that she was her sister.

Her marriage was arranged by her parents and a matchmaker. She had initially hoped that as long as her father didn't marry off the man before her, everything would be fine. But after hearing about something that could bring back her sister's soul, she went to Jincheng Temple every year to pray for a talisman. This talisman required at least five years of prayer, and if it were ten, it would surely succeed. Who knew that the Second Prince's marriage proposal would completely disrupt her plans? A few days ago, she went to Jincheng Temple again and finally completed her prayers for the talisman.

She asked the abbot when the ritual would take effect, and he only said within a year. She didn't know if it was true or not. She just hoped that her sister could come back.

When Jiang Chaoyu held the sachet in her hand, she glanced at Jiang Yuyao out of the corner of her eye with a strange look in her eyes, as if she was longing for something.

"Sister, do I have to carry this with me all the time?"

Jiang Yuyao knew that the person in front of her would definitely do the opposite of what she wanted, so she said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to bring them."

"It's getting late, I have to go now."

"Okay." Jiang Chaoyu was also surprised that Jiang Yuyao left so decisively; she thought they would have to say more.

Looking at the sachet in her hand, she never expected that Jiang Yuyao had prepared it for her. She was such a kind-hearted person. However, the original owner of this body had already perished after falling into the water, otherwise she would not have been able to transmigrate into this person's body.

Cui Cui was a little worried, and barged into the room without knocking. "Miss, did the eldest young lady make things difficult for you?"

"Cuicui, tell me, how has my sister treated me?"

Upon hearing Jiang Chaoyu's words, Cui Cui knew that Jiang Yuyao must have made things difficult for her young mistress when she was there. "Oh no, the eldest young mistress is always making things difficult for the young mistress."

Jiang Chaoyu thought so too, but the sachet was unexpected. She held it up to Cui Cui and asked, "Then tell me, why did you give me this amulet?"

Cui Cui was also quite puzzled, "Hmm..."

Seeing that Cui Cui had been thinking for a long time without any results, he pretended to yawn and said, "I'm sleepy. I'll think about it tomorrow."

"yes."

As the fog cleared, Jiang Chaoyu seemed to know which way to go.

She wasn't from this world; she was destined to leave. With her hand behind her head, she looked towards her closet. She was certain she would use this method to successfully escape this world.

I fell asleep while thinking about it...

Before they knew it, it was time for Jiang Chaoyu's wedding.

"Gently, gently!" Jiang Chaoyu felt like her scalp was about to be ripped apart, but the matchmaker was still combing her hair, and the group worked together with a clear division of labor.

It wasn't that the matchmaker was too heavy-handed in her makeup, but rather that the headdress was too heavy.

Jiang Chaoyu really hated wearing a headdress, but she had no choice but to wear it. After resisting stubbornly, she found it was useless, so she just slumped down and let the matchmakers do her hair and makeup.

“Miss.” Cui Cui, who was standing to the side, knew that her young mistress did not like wearing headdresses, and felt a little sorry for her.

Hearing Cui Cui call her name, she turned around and saw that the girl was so heartbroken for her that she was already secretly shedding tears. Cui Cui was the first bond she formed in this world; she was the one who served her after she transmigrated into this world.

He was still in pain, but seeing Cui Cui's expression, he smiled and mouthed to her, "It doesn't hurt, don't cry."

Unfortunately, he was stuck in the chair and couldn't wipe away Cui Cui's tears.

These matchmakers were found by my grandmother, so when the work was completed, that gold hairpin was inserted.

Jiang Chaoyu got up very early, not wanting to forget the rules she had been taught. The sedan chair bearers had not yet entered the mansion, and they would have to wait for the Second Prince's men to arrive before they could come together.

To avoid being impolite, Jiang Chaoyu sat wearing the heavy headdress, her back stiff and straight.

Another rule is that the bride is not allowed to eat. It is said that if the bride eats a meal at her husband's family home for the first time, she will be able to serve him in his home forever.

So at this moment, Jiang Chaoyu was starving and feeling sleepy. She relaxed when she saw the matchmakers leave. Cui Cui quickly went over to support her heavy headdress, which made Jiang Chaoyu feel a little better.

She never imagined that marriage would be so complicated.

However, she has never been married, so she cannot make comparisons, since she is not the one in question.

"Cui Cui, I'm so hungry~"

Jiang Chaoyu was so hungry that her voice was weak. She got up at 3:00 AM and spent two hours sitting in a chair. Fortunately, she hadn't drunk too much water yesterday, otherwise it would have been inconvenient to go to the toilet.

Wearing elaborate clothes and a heavy headdress, it's fortunate that she only got married once, otherwise she would have been exhausted.

"Miss, the wedding procession has arrived!"

The matchmaker burst into the room, catching Jiang Chaoyu off guard. She immediately sat up straight, and Cui Cui also let go of her hand, knowing that if they were seen, they would definitely say something.

For some reason, Jiang Chaoyu was a little nervous at this moment, and even her breathing was a little rapid. She clenched the handkerchief in her hand, which she had embroidered herself, even though Cui Cui called it a chick.

The matchmaker brought over a fan and handed the handkerchief from Jiang Chaoyu's hand to Cui Cui, saying, "Miss, you must hold this fan with you the whole time and make sure you don't drop it."

"good!"

As soon as the veil was put on, Jiang Chaoyu's vision was filled with red. The veil was woven quite densely, so Jiang Chaoyu could not see clearly and could only make out the general outline.

He placed his hand on the matchmaker's hand and let the matchmaker help him out of the room.

Step by step, my heart pounded, I was extremely nervous. Through the veil, I could see many people around me, inside and outside the mansion, there was constant laughter and conversation, all offering congratulations.

Thanks to Zeng Chenhua's actions some time ago, the marriage of the second prince of the capital is now common knowledge.

On the street leading from the Jiang residence to the Second Prince's residence, people lined the road, peering out to watch. Although he pretended to be lame in front of outsiders, Zeng Chenhua was still sitting on his horse, feeling somewhat excited, and even the horse's pace quickened.

Shanyao and Yunqi then threw out wedding candies from behind, and the people rushed to grab them, with smiles on their faces as they managed to get some.

The common people looked at Zeng Chenhua in his red robe, which covered his injured leg. To everyone else, he appeared as a handsome man, full of vigor and seeking to marry his beloved, with a gentle smile on his face, the smile reaching his eyebrows.

Just as Jiang Chaoyu reached the door, the wedding sedan chair was already parked. Zeng Chenhua, despite his leg problems, jumped off his horse to greet his bride.

The bride's face was covered by a veil, and no matter how outsiders changed the angle, they could not see her face under the veil.

Through the veil, she could see a person walking anxiously toward her.

Zeng Chenhua approached, intending to take Jiang Chaoyu's hand, but was stopped by the matchmaker, "Second Prince, you should hold the bride's red silk."

One end was held by Jiang Chaoyu, while the matchmaker handed over the other end of the red silk.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Chenhua blamed himself for being too hasty. Heeding the advice of the matchmaker, he held onto the red silk and led Jiang Chaoyu step by step toward the wedding sedan chair.

She stepped forward and entered the wedding sedan chair. The customs here were different from those Jiang Chaoyu had encountered before. The bride would lift her veil once she left her family home, so the matchmaker would take the red veil back inside the sedan chair.

Without the veil obscuring her face, Jiang Chaoyu could clearly see the structure of the wedding sedan chair.

Once everyone was seated, the sedan chair bearers shouted, "Lift the sedan chair!"

Music began to play all around, and gongs and drums filled the air—it was quite a lively scene.