The Double-Chapter 325 - 120 Gentleness_3

After making the decision, Ye Mingyu dispatched people to tidy up and leave. All the people and evidence related to Xue Huaiyuan’s case, the case files, and the important evidence from the county government office were gathered and taken away. Since they were to set off on the second day, everyone went to bed early.

Xue Huaiyuan, who had lost his senses, was like a child, and it took quite an effort to coax him to sleep. This was personally done by Jiang Li. Ye Mingyu and the others had wanted Jiang Li to rest, but Xue Huaiyuan would only be coaxed by her; if others tried, he would become extremely frightened. Only when Jiang Li was in front of him would he calm down.

Jiang Li was also very patient with him, without a hint of complaint. Bai Xue and Tonger couldn’t help but feel an illusion, fearing that when Jiang Yuanbai became old, Jiang Li wouldn’t have as much patience with him as she did now. Although she was gentle with the Jiang family members, she carried a polite estrangement. The two maidservants could feel that she wasn’t investing too much sincerity.

But towards Xue Huaiyuan, her tenderness was truly from the bottom of her heart.

After coaxing Xue Huaiyuan to sleep, Tonger asked Jiang Li, "Miss, are you going to rest now?"

Even Ye Mingyu had gone to sleep.

Jiang Li looked outside, finding it strange; in the few days since she’d arrived in Tongxiang, a place where it hadn’t snowed for decades, there had been two snowfalls, including tonight.

The wind blew in from outside, carrying snowflakes with it. Jiang Li put on a cloak, saying, "No, I am going to see Feng Yutang."

Feng Yutang? Tonger and Bai Xue looked at each other in bewilderment, as Jiang Li had already left the room.

Clad in a white rabbit fur cloak, she lowered the hood, leaving only her palm-sized face visible. Under the lantern, her little face seemed even paler, nearly blending in with the jade color of her skin. She walked neither too fast nor too slow, quickly reaching a corner of the courtyard.

In the prison cart, Feng Yutang curled up into a ball.

It was snowing outside, and the prison cart had not been brought indoors. Despite Feng Yutang’s hoarse cries, no one looked at him. Out of necessity, he was very cold, so he curled up into a ball, resembling how Xue Huaiyuan once shrank in the dungeon.

In the night, the courtyard was especially silent, and the sound of Jiang Li’s footsteps in the snow rustled softly. Feng Yutang, like a startled rabbit, suddenly looked up. At first glance of Jiang Li, he instinctively wanted to call for help, but in the next moment, he held back.

He knew that even if he shouted, the young lady in front of him—who appeared gentle and pure—would not be moved to give him a blanket. In truth, it could be said that his current plight, being left to fend for himself in the prison cart, was all thanks to this young girl.

She was a devil, yet bore the face of a fairy child.

Jiang Li stopped in front of the prison cart, quietly looking at Feng Yutang. This time, she wasn’t smiling; as if she had shed her gentle façade, she exposed her true, other self in the night’s darkness.

With a hoarse voice, Feng Yutang asked, "What is Miss Jiang the Second doing here?"

"I came to see you," replied Jiang Li.

"To see me?" answered Feng Yutang, with a laugh, saying, "Miss Jiang the Second, do you know what crime it is to incite the people to imprison an official appointed by the imperial court? Even your father won’t be able to save you." His heart filled with more fear, he felt compelled to say those words, as if using them to convince himself there was no need to be afraid. But he knew very well that he was afraid of Jiang Li, deeply afraid.

"You won’t be an official much longer," Jiang Li said indifferently. "The transfer order from Xiangyang will arrive soon, and the Xue Family case will be reopened. We will go to Yanjing together, and not only to exonerate County Magistrate Xue—it’s for you," Jiang Li said. "The things Lord Feng did in Tongxiang, if brought to Yanjing, will be no small matter. Whether we imprisoned Lord Feng before or after the transfer order is irrelevant—nobody knows, do they?"

She didn’t smile as she spoke so casually, making her seem even more fierce beneath her calm demeanor.

A flicker of weakness crossed Feng Yutang’s eyes. The scare tactics he used on Jiang Li backfired; instead, he was intimidated by her. But why would a girl of fifteen or sixteen appear as if she had considered every minute detail? If she were to plot against someone, she wouldn’t overlook a single thing. At The Ends of the Earth, from all around, every one of her traps lay waiting. One misstep, and it was over—not only did she ensure the death was certain, she wiped clean the trap’s traces so that no one could see the evidence. freёweɓnovel.com

Gathering his courage, Feng Yutang said, "Second Miss, I understand you are Lord Jiang’s daughter and fear nothing. But some things—why bother going to such lengths over a nobody like me? I may be small fry, but my master..."