The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 643 Goodbye in five years

  In terms of background, Jiang Yi is no match for those concubines, in terms of appearance, Jiang Yi is not a stately figure, and in terms of self-cultivation-a woman who is away all the year round, how can she have the self-cultivation to put on airs.

   "Don't worry, if you do things well for me, I will definitely not treat you badly."

   Facing Nangong Yunxi's instructions, Jiang Yi had no choice but to nod her head, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I promise to complete this mission well."

Nangong Yunxi didn't notice Jiang Yi's strangeness. Seeing Jiang Yi's swearing, he couldn't help but feel happy. He stood up abruptly, looked at Jiang Yi, and said, "Okay, since you have said so, what will happen in the future, Then I will leave it all to you."

  Speaking, Nangong Yunxi walked out, Jiang Yi followed behind, knowing that she was about to go out to perform the mission now, after a while, Nangong Yunxi sent Jiang Yi to the front of the carriage.

  Jiang Yi got into the carriage and was about to leave when Nangong Yunxi told her again: "Be careful."

   After finishing speaking, Nangong Yunxi turned around and returned to the palace.

  Looking at the leaving figure of Nangong Yunxi, Jiang Yi was stunned for a few seconds, then asked the coachman Qichen, and soon, the not-so-fancy carriage quickly left the palace gate.

  On the way, Jiang Yi was not idle either. She wanted to start planning her own plan, thinking about how to get close to Zhou Zhongming.

  Now she is using the identity of Murong Qingshuang, the eldest daughter of the Murong Mansion, so now she has to confuse Murong's family first, so that she can complete the task well.

   "In that case, then I should go back to Murong Qingshuang's house first. Murong Qingshuang is away all year round, and basically won't come back without special circumstances, so the family rarely sees Murong Qingshuang..."

Jiang Yi thought to herself, picked up the paper and pen and began to write the plan, because Murong Qingshuang rarely met with her family members, Jiang Yi could use this loophole to gain the trust of Murong's family, so that the fake ones could be confused with the real ones, and the Murong family would think that the current Jiang Yi is Murong Qingshuang.

   "Murong's family must pass this test, but what kind of excuse would be better to pass..." Jiang Yi looked at the plan she had written, and suddenly fell into deep thought about the excuse.

  It was very quiet along the way, only the sound of the carriage could be heard. Jiang Yi lit a candle and carefully wrote the plan in the car. After a while, the table was covered with plan paper.

   "This way, nothing will go wrong."

  Jiang Yi stretched slightly, rubbed her temples, and looked out the carriage window.

  In late spring and May, the spring breeze brought a little coolness, and Jiang Yi's curtains were blown up by the breeze. The coolness made Jiang Yi subconsciously shiver, but when she looked at it, fear occupied her whole body in the next second.

  I saw that her eyes were trembling, and the horror in her eyes was enough to prove her fear.

  On the official road, Jiang Yi's carriage passed by another one, and the spring breeze blew open the curtains of the two carriages.

   "Liang Yi—?!" Jiang Yi screamed, her eyes full of fear, "She—how could he be here!"

The person in the opposite carriage was Liang Yi. In the past five years, Liang Yi had become more charming, and even more generous. The hatred from five years ago was rekindled, and Jiang Yi's eyes became full of viciousness. She stared at the other party's carriage, but there was no movement.

   Is it really her?

   Or is it an illusion?

  Jiang Yi was puzzled for a moment, but why did Liang Yi come to the capital? She is a peasant woman, how could she come to the capital?

  Thousands of doubts flashed through Jiang Yi's mind, and the resentment in her eyes never dissipated for a long time.

  (end of this chapter)