Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat! Chapter 390 - 12: The General Mansion’s Cast-Off Scapegoat W

"The things mother gave are so good, how could I be selfish and eat them alone? I let the kitchen cook them and sent them to the old lady, telling her that it was dicine personally prepared by my mother. The old lady was so delighted and eager to et you."

Madam Zhao was so startled that her heart nearly jumped out, she urgently pulled Jiang Lai over, her tone frantic.

"Who allowed you to share the dicine with others! And to the old lady, did you take your mother’s words to heart?"

Jiang Lai looked innocent.

"Good things are ant to be shared and enjoyed together. I’m not having a good ti at the General Mansion, so I have to find ways to ingratiate. Don’t worry, once the old lady sees the effect, she’ll definitely co to you again."

Madam Zhao’s face turned white with fear.

That’s not sothing good; put together, it’s like a death sentence! Jiang Lai, being young, might just have so depletion and look waxy and have trouble sleeping. But if the elderly lady consud it, it would definitely lead to big trouble!

This troubleso girl even claid that the stuff was given by her!

If anything happened to the old lady of the General Mansion, she wouldn’t be able to escape the bla!

Madam Zhao hurriedly pulled Jiang Lai.

"These things are too much for the elderly to bear. Next ti, reserve them for yourself and consu them. Rember? They’re your mother’s painstaking efforts!"

Jiang Lai looked at her and nodded with a smile.

"Don’t worry, I can definitely feel mother’s painstaking efforts."

A while later, even the Pri Minister sent soone over with birthday gifts, giving the General Mansion considerable face. Especially the old lady, who hadn’t stopped smiling since she woke up in the morning.

anwhile, Jiang Yu, who was already seated, glanced around and quietly asked Xu Ruling beside her.

"Why is your General not present?"

In such situations, the son should be the busiest.

Tie Yi had yet to make an appearance, since morning till now.

"The General went out early, summoned by Your Majesty. Sister Yu, you wouldn’t know yet, but the General has made great achievents this ti upon returning to the capital. Your Majesty values him highly, often summoning him alone every few days. There’s also word that Your Majesty will send birthday gifts over for this party."

Your Majesty sends birthday gifts.

Jiang Yu hadn’t expected that Your Majesty would value Tie Yi so much. Although he rose from commoner status, not only being promoted to General of the Country, awarded ten thousand mu of fields, but also receiving rewards now.

The political scene is unpredictable, with the literary officials headed by the Pri Minister facing significant suppression. It appears Your Majesty intends to elevate the newly arrived Tie Yi, who has no background, to suppress and control the literary officials who’ve dominated the political arena for decades.

If this was true, and Tie Yi intervened, the Ministry of Justice investigating Marquis Mansion’s corruption would surely look favorably upon Tie Yi’s side, sparing Marquis Mansion from harm.

Thinking in this light, Jiang Lai seed to have married quite an extraordinary figure.

"The General has arrived——!!"

A loud announcent echoes from outside the courtyard, prompting nurous officials seated to stand up in welco.

Everyone looked at the erging political star, the favorite of Your Majesty, the young General who expanded the country’s territory.

A man clad in a dark blue robe strides into the courtyard where the feast is laid out, silver hairpin bundling his hair, revealing an entirely stoic, handso and firm face, light brown skin, dark brows shooting towards the temples, each feature as angular and sharp as a cold mountain ridge. Though his thin lips are faintly rosy, they press together in a solemn manner.

The body beneath the robe is tall and sturdy, each step he takes asures several for another, exuding a commanding, formidable presence, reminiscent of a robust wolf king on the plains, blending ferocity and aggression, discouraging one from eting his gaze directly.

Everyone was watching him, Jiang Yu included.

She initially intended only a brief glance, but her eyes couldn’t quickly move away once settled on Tie Yi.

Entirely different from the rumors, the man before her was excessively tall and sturdy, yet remarkably handso, his deanor strikingly assertive with imnse deterrence.

Judging by appearances alone, such a man would be formidable on the battlefield, a truly impeccable outstanding man.

Jiang Yu silently shifted her gaze.

A man such as him, defending the nation and risking his life, marrying Jiang Lai seed quite a waste.

Xu Ruling stood up directly, approached Tie Yi.

"General, the old lady has been waiting for you a long ti, do sit quickly."

The seat reserved for the old lady, to her left sits the Minister, and to the right, an empty seat, which Xu Ruling sits beside, exclusively left for Tie Yi.

The man walks forward, Xu Ruling following closely, yet before reaching the reserved spot, he pauses to look at Jiang Lai seated at the side, with Madam Zhao beside her.

Xu Ruling explained seeing the situation.

"The madam and mother haven’t seen each other for a while, so they’re sitting together to facilitate conversation. General, do sit."

Tie Yi, however, bent down directly, leaning before Jiang Lai to ask softly.

"Why not sit at the front?"

His voice was deep and llow, Jiang Lai’s ears tingled, automatically recalling his restrained breathing from the night before. Being typically perverse, she quite wanted to touch his muscles now.

Her thoughts led to actions, placing her hand on Tie Yi’s arm, finding it incredibly firm, perfectly matched to his waist.

"My mother is here, I’ll sit here then, go ahead so people don’t wait too long."

Tie Yi regarded Jiang Lai deeply several tis before moving to sit by the old lady.

Several tables were laid in the courtyard, a stage set in front, where perforrs synchronized their acts with offering birthday gifts.

This opera troupe was arranged by Chun Yue, and the performance was captivating, the old lady was deeply engrossed.

Jiang Lai, initially focused on eating, silently put down her utensils upon hearing Little Buding’s comnt.

"You said there’s sothing wrong with the perforrs?"

Little Buding was equally uncertain.

"Yes, when they were changing clothes backstage, they ntioned the word assassination, there was too much noise. I’m not sure, but stay alert."

Jiang Lai rested her chin in hand, observing the performance, now depicting Mu Guiying’s expedition. The Mu Guiying wielding a spear, indeed appeared suspicious, the spearhead unusually heavy, likely genuine.

Closest to her were the old lady and Tie Yi, considering assassination attempts on those near Tie Yi, impossible, as Tie Yi could break the spear single-handedly.

Glancing around the guests, finally, Jiang Lai focused on the Minister’s Wife.

She held the highest status, the most prominent position, inadvertently situated between Tie Yi and the old lady.

The distance seed perfect.

"Indeed there are assassins, not just one."

"You’re in trouble now, as the troupe was arranged by people under your command, filled with assassins, even if they fail, you’ll bear the responsibility."

Jiang Lai sighed.

Even eating couldn’t be peaceful.

"You won’t inform Tie Yi? There are guards all around, these people aren’t enough for him alone to handle."

A hint of interest flashed in Jiang Lai’s eyes; casually responding.

"Telling him would spoil the show. Chaos makes for a good performance, you know?"