Chapter 342: Encountering Another Broken Thought

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The old man tossed the talisman into the fire and stood up. He looked at Jiang

Yan and said, “Your Highness, it worked.”

“Really?”

Hearing the old man’s words, Jiang Yan’s eyes were filled with excitement.

The old man nodded and said confidently, “Your Highness, rest assured. This curse is a secret technique from Jiangzhou; it will not fail.”

“What will happen to her?” The “her” Jiang Yan referred to was the cursed person.

After a moment of silence, the old man said in a low voice, “At first, she will suffer continuous nightmares. After a few days, she will be exhausted. Within half a month, she will undoubtedly die.”

“I leave this matter in your hands. If it succeeds, 1 will reward you generously.”

“My life was saved by the Prince. Now that he’s gone, my life belongs to you, Princess Consort. I will serve you loyally.”

As Jiang Yan left the room, her eyes were filled with mixed emotions.

She didn’t want to harm Jiang Peihuan, but recalling the scene she had witnessed, she couldn’t hold back. Especially when she thought of the name Xiao Junhao always whispered in her ear, she couldn’t bear it any longer.

The one she valued, only had eyes for Jiang Peihuan, the one she valued most.

The man she married also had only her in his heart.

Therefore, she could no longer tolerate the presence of Jiang Peihuan.

Jiang Peihuan, however, was completely unaware of these events in the Prince Qing Mansion.

The night before she went to sleep, Jiang Peihuan drank some calming medicine. But she still woke up in fear multiple times during the night.

“It’s okay, Huan Er.”

When Jiang Peihuan was startled awake for the third time, Xiao Nanye didn’t sleep anymore. He held her tightly, waking her up whenever she began to struggle in his embrace.

Everyone in the Plum Garden knew about Jiang Peihuan’s recurring nightmares, but they felt helpless.

By the time Xue Yan heard the news, three days had already passed.

Xue Yan hurriedly entered the Plum Garden, followed by Liu Xiu.

“Mother, Third Aunt, why are you here?”

Jiang Peihuan, sitting on a couch, quickly stood up when she saw them. But Liu Xiu supported her, “It’s alright. You’re not feeling well; don’t exert yourself. Just rest.”

“It’s just a nightmare. There’s no need to alarm you.”

Seeing the worried expressions in Xue Yan and Liu Xiu’s eyes, Jiang Peihuan said with a smile.

“Look at yourself, your complexion is terrible.”

“Huan Huan?”

As Xue Yan spoke, Zhou Rongfang walked into the Plum Garden.

Seeing her, Jiang Peihuan didn’t get up but softly called out, “Second Aunt.”

Ever since Zhou Rongfang took care of Jian Mei’s son, she rarely left her yard.

At first, taking care of Jian Mei’s son was the wish of the old madam, and Zhou Rongfang did so merely for appearances. But after some time, she grew genuinely fond of the child.

So, seeing Zhou Rongfang in front of her now, Jiang Peihuan was genuinely surprised.

Looking at Zhou Rongfang, Jiang Peihuan softly asked, “Second Aunt, aren’t you busy taking care of my younger brother? How do you have time to visit me?”

“I heard you’ve been having nightmares these past few days. I couldn’t sit still, so 1 came to see you.”

“I’m alright, thank you for your concern, Second Aunt.”

Seeing the concern in Zhou Rongfang’s eyes, Jiang Peihuan’s demeanor softened a bit.

At this point, Zhou Rongfang turned to Xue Yan and suggested, “Elder Sister-in-law, why not take Huan Er to Kaiyuan Temple to pray and offer incense?”

“To ask the Bodhisattva to bless Huan Er.”

Xue Yan had always avoided Zhou Rongfang, but hearing this, she nodded in rare agreement. “What Second Sister-in-law suggests makes sense. It’s a good idea.”

“Considering Elder Sister-in-law has matters in the mansion to attend to, and Second Sister-in-law is busy taking care of the child, how about I accompany Huan Er to Kaiyuan Temple?”

Liu Xiu proposed this to Xue Yan.

Upon hearing this, Xue Yan nodded, “Third Sister-in-law, then I’ll have to trouble you.”

“No need to trouble Third Aunt. I’ll accompany Huan Er,” said a voice at the entrance, and Xiao Nanye stepped in.

Seeing him, surprise flashed in Jiang Peihuan’s eyes. Walking to his side, she whispered, “Didn’t you say the Emperor had matters to discuss with you? How did you return so quickly?”

“I was worried about you, so I came back.”

With that, Xiao Nanye addressed the three women present, “Mother, two aunts, I’ll accompany Huan Er to Kaiyuan Temple. After lunch, we’ll set off.”

After pondering Xiao Nanye’s suggestion, Xue Yan quietly agreed.

“If you’re going to offer incense, why not stay a night at Kaiyuan Temple?”

Xiao Nanye nodded in response, “Mother’s suggestion is very good, let’s arrange it like that.”

After lunch, Xiao Nanye and Jiang Peihuan boarded a carriage.

Han Feng and Ye Xiao were riding alongside.

The carriage headed straight for Kaiyuan Temple.

Kaiyuan Temple always attracted many elite families, and Jiang Peihuan, not wishing to be jostled by the crowd, directed Han Feng towards the rear hill.

Xiao Nanye had no objections.

But as the carriage reached the foot of the hill, Han Feng suddenly halted the horses.

Then, he looked at the carriage and said in a low voice,” Master, Queen, there’s someone.”

The moment Han Feng stopped, Ye Xiao drew his sword, and Xiao Nanye’s expression darkened.

Soon, sounds of fighting were heard.

Lifting the curtain, Jiang Peihuan was startled by the scene.

The man fighting with Han Feng was none other than Duan Nian, recognized by his severed hand.

Duan Nian, unable to harness his special shrinking skills anymore, was no match for Han Feng.

Quickly, Han Feng had Duan Nian pinned. As he poised to strike with his sword, Jiang Peihuan whispered, “Wait.”

At her voice, Han Feng redirected his blade.

Jiang Peihuan looked at Duan Nian. If not for his severed hand, she would think him a beggar given his tattered clothes.

After a moment, she calmly said, “Let him go.”

Han Feng looked to his master, Xiao Nanye, for confirmation.

Meeting Han Feng’s gaze, Xiao Nanye simply said, “Follow the queen’s wishes.”

With that, Han Feng withdrew his sword.

“Let’s go,” Jiang Peihuan lowered the curtain.

However, just then, Duan Nian’s voice pierced the silence, reaching both Jiang

Peihuan and Xiao Nanye, “You have only ten days left to live..”