Written by: Qian Shan Cha Ke
Crying blood and tears, she pledged a poisonous vow. The gods did not fail her. She was sent back to a decade ago. The legitimate daughter of Jiang family returned from hell.
Forget it, whatever. Since they already claim...
As the horse carriages journeyed along the mountain road, it was inevitable that it would be troublesome. Fortunately, the coachmen that Jiang Xin Zhi had found were very skilful. They navigated the extremely muddy roads such that the journey was steady and stable, and those sitting in the carriage felt not the slightest bit indisposed.
Xue Yi cliff was rugged and precipitous, looking like a sword which had been snapped in half, a sheer precipice which struck fear into people's hearts. The mountain was densely covered in forest, and the night owls which nested in the trees were occasionally startled by the sound of horse carriages passing through. They would launch themselves into the air, leaving only black shadows behind.
The road to Xue Yi cliff wound through high mountains and deep valleys, lush with verdant foliage and sporting craggy rocks in strange shapes. It possessed a unique kind of danger, and those from rich families liked to stop there for a time, to enjoy the rare and beautiful scenery. However, ever since it had started to rain continuously in the capital, the road had become unbearably muddy. With the sun refusing to make its appearance, and dark, gloomy clouds continually looming overhead, the formerly beautiful scenery had taken on an eerie cast.
The five horse carriages moved forward in silence. The foremost carriage was Jiang Chao's; his was the only carriage that looked different from the others, being not quite as refined. However, it was still presentable. Immediately following his carriage in sequence were those of Jiang Ruan, Jiang Su Su, Jiang Li, and Jiang Dan. The coachmen did not speak, and neither did the inhabitants of the carriages. As a result, the only sounds were those of the horsewhip landing on the bodies of the horses and the turning of the carriage wheels.
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A carriage probably like this
Jiang Ruan leaned against the soft cushions of the carriage as Lu Zhu steeped tea for her. The carriage Xia Yan had prepared was indeed exquisite, and there was even a small table inside. Jiang Ruan had been very busy that morning and consequently had eaten little, so Lian Qiao and Bai Zhi had brought a few snacks along. Lu Zhu had skillfully preserved some of the plum blossoms that had been plucked two days ago, and was currently steeping plum blossom tea for Jiang Ruan in the carriage.
The sweet aroma issued forth from her carriage and wafted through the air, reaching the noses of the people in the carriages at the rear.
Jiang Li snorted in disdain and said, "Of course she would enjoy herself." She looked around and grew angry at the fact that the maidservants beside her were not only not as quick-witted as Jiang Ruan's, but were also not as close to her as Jiang Ruan's were to her. Not a single snack had been prepared.
However, Jiang Su Su had something else on her mind. When she saw that Jiang Ruan was even in the mood to drink tea and nibble on snacks, her face under the veil tensed, and she said quietly, "Go and die!"
