The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 608 - 574: Jiang Qingyu’s Fate (4 Updates)

Xu Jia’s hand at her side clenched slightly. In her past life, she already knew Jiang Qingyu was shameless, but she could never have imagined that woman would stoop to such depths.

No matter if Old Sir Tang’s affair is true or false, just saying these words would disgust anyone.

Xu Jia originally planned to find time to visit the prison; now, hearing this from Tang Yuan, she replied, "After I finish moving the dowry, I will find an opportunity to see her."

Before Tang Yuan could speak, she added coldly, "I agreed to you, not out of any marital affection, but purely to settle some grievances between her and me. So you need not thank me, nor will I want any benefits from you."

Tang Yuan looked at her and asked what was on his mind, "If... I mean, if I could, through my own ability, get promoted back to the Capital, could you wait for me?"

Xu Jia: "..."

"I thought we had ended everything cleanly, yet does Second Young Master Tang still have other thoughts in mind?"

Tang Yuan’s eyes showed hurt, "I know the mistakes I made can’t be undone, but I genuinely hope you’ll give me a chance to prove myself. What I said, I will surely do."

"It’s really unnecessary." Xu Jia turned to look at him, perhaps due to experiencing two lifetimes, she faced many things with composure, "There are too many rifts between us; just saying you’ll try won’t erase them. I’m unlike most women you might think of; I remember kindness and grudges. Whoever treats me well or poorly, I will return it tenfold, a hundredfold.

When I first married you, I had hope, thinking as long as you treated me well, I would try to curb my own nature and become a virtuous wife and loving mother for you. But alas, you were reckless, leaving me no choice but to withdraw all my hopes.

Now you’ve come to your senses, you regret it, and you apologize to me, simply wishing to gain my forgiveness. But have you considered that there’s Jiang Qingyu standing between us? Even if I were to forgive you and return to you, the shadow cast by Jiang Qingyu would never be erased. We would not develop feelings but would only grow increasingly disgusted with each other. All that would remain is quarrels, unending quarrels, until the day we part ways again."

Tang Yuan moved his lips.

Xu Jia withdrew her gaze from him, "Whatever happened between you and her might be explained as a misunderstanding to others, but there’s no need for that with me, is there? During my time in the Tang Family, I wasn’t blind or deaf. I can judge the truth myself. The fact that I didn’t expose you in front of my parents that day was already doing you a favor, so I hope Second Young Master Tang can have some self-awareness."

Facing her, Tang Yuan could never gain any verbal advantage; he took a half step back, cupped his hands, and said, "About Mrs. Jiang’s matter, I entrust it to you."

——

Xu Jia went to the government office prison the next day.

Jiang Qingyu was still disheveled, shivering in the cold.

Seeing Xu Jia, she was a bit surprised, then smiled, "I really didn’t expect that even with the Tang Family like that, you’d still stick with him through thick and thin. You truly are deeply devoted, Second Madam!"

After Jiang Qingyu was imprisoned, she was cut off from all outside news and didn’t know that Tang Yuan and Xu Jia were already divorced.

Xu Jia smiled, "Being deeply devoted means being selective, only seeing that one person and none other. Unlike you, who accepts anyone, human or beast, regardless of age."

Jiang Qingyu’s face stiffened slightly, as Xu Jia laughed and asked, "So, how does prison food taste?"

When she didn’t answer, Xu Jia let out a light "ah," "I forgot to tell you, originally, after West Yue was destroyed, the Emperor planned to grant a general amnesty. Unfortunately, in the end, my father and other senior ministers strongly advised against it, and he changed his mind. So, those sentenced to death can’t escape. When the autumn executions occur, you still have over half a year of prison food to eat. If you feel lonely, I don’t mind visiting you every now and then."

Jiang Qingyu sneered, "Isn’t it just Tang Yuan suddenly realizing how good you are, picking up what others have left behind? What’s there to be proud of?"

These words didn’t provoke Xu Jia’s anger, "Whether or not anything improper happened between you and him, I don’t know, nor am I interested, because, to me, these things are unimportant. My goal entering the Tang Family has always been you."

These words were inexplicably chilling, and Jiang Qingyu’s face darkened, "What do you mean?"

Xu Jia’s lips curved slightly, "Men stare at you because they covet your beauty. So, guess why I watch you?"

Jiang Qingyu found it hard to breathe under Xu Jia’s gaze, and she shrank back, yet her mouth remained stubborn, "Do you think just spouting a few words will scare me? You were just a watchdog I personally chose for Tang Yuan, but you really think you’re something important, don’t you? What a joke!"

"Those who bring calamity upon themselves cannot escape," Xu Jia said calmly, "The saying is probably about people like you. You brought me in to pave the way for yourself, so I’ll pave a Yellow Springs Road for you. You took me for a fool, but in my eyes, you’re nothing less than a complete idiot, with both brain and sight impaired. Of all the people you could have chosen, you went for someone who’s lived two lifetimes. I know your every move to come, and yet here you are, complacently thinking you can best me—how adorably foolish."

After speaking, she glanced around, "This cell is the final destination I’ve arranged for you. Of course, if you really can’t control your desire for men, I can help you apply for a wooden horse. The wooden horses in prison are far more adept than those men outside."

Jiang Qingyu’s full attention was on the phrase "someone who’s lived two lifetimes." When she looked at Xu Jia again, it was as if she were seeing a ghost. She couldn’t laugh anymore; her face was filled with terror. She grabbed a handful of straw and threw it at Xu Jia, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Xu Jia was satisfied with her reaction, "Crawling up from hell, would you say human or ghost?"

"Mrs. Xu!" Jiang Qingyu felt cold sweat on her back, "What do you want?"

"Don’t be nervous. I’m just here to chat," Xu Jia said, "And tell you all the things I’ve accumulated over two lifetimes."

"I won’t listen, I won’t listen, get out, get out!" Jiang Qingyu covered her ears, shouting hysterically.

Xu Jia looked at her wretched state, recalling the gleeful look she saw on Jiang Qingyu’s face before her own death in the previous life, and felt an immense satisfaction.

...

In the following days, Xu Jia arranged to visit Jiang Qingyu daily. She didn’t say anything overly extreme, just casually reminded her that she had lived two lifetimes.

Jiang Qingyu had blood on her hands, and her greatest weakness was her fear of ghosts.

As soon as Xu Jia mentioned living two lifetimes on the first day, Jiang Qingyu’s mind became chaotic. After that, Xu Jia hardly needed to provoke her; just appearing would lead to restless nights and nightmares.

Xu Jia continued this for five consecutive days.

On the fifth night, news came from the prison that Jiang Qingyu was dead. She died with her eyes wide open, as if she had seen something terrifying, but no one knew what she saw.