Although he had long since lost his affection for Jiang Xingjian, Song Wan felt that it was an insult to his sincerity since childhood when he thought that he had once admired such a person.
Hengzhi also wanted to understand the key, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her young lady.
"Miss, did the Marquis arrange all this?"
Song Wan shook his head: "He doesn't even need to arrange anything."
"Lin Jiayue has a simple mind, is flamboyant and never hides her desires. Her emotions and sorrows are all displayed on her face. It is easy to manipulate her."
"Now that you know what she is thinking and have a peek into her heart, you can easily conquer her by just following her thoughts and desires, and vice versa."
"Jiang Xingjian knew that she loved him and cherished the child in her belly, so he personally forced her to give up the child. If he hadn't been filled with hatred, there would have been no need to waste such effort."
Twisting her hair rather irritably, Song Wan continued: "He wants both fame and wealth, so while suppressing her, he doesn't want her to completely hate him."
Song Wan subconsciously touched his heart.
"Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, I'm going to write a letter to my brother."
Suppressing the chill and depression in his heart, Song Wan wrote down the fact that Lin Jiayue had given birth. After thinking about it, he added a few more words and told Song that the ninth lady of the British government was an extremely cute and beautiful person. help.
In the last sentence, Song Wan wrote about Ming Xiang's problem with speech impediment, and also said that she might be afraid of communicating with others, so she asked Song Fu to find a few young, well-behaved and kind-hearted girls in advance, so that they could accompany Ming Xiang before she got married. Song Mansion was worried and scared.
Although Song Wan was worried, he didn't mention that she was a married woman and had no control over her mother's family affairs.
I sent the letter to Song Zhuzhu and received the reply seven or eight days later.
Song Wan's eyes turned red as he read the explanation in the letter.
Song Fu explained in the letter that he had persuaded his father to take her back to the palace, but there were still obstacles and he could not handle it for the time being. However, he still told Song Wan to ask her to pay more attention to her own safety and protect herself in the Hou's mansion.
The second one explained that the government had already sent a letter of etiquette to the British government, and only briefly mentioned the Ming, Hunan and Song Dynasties.
The number of marriages in aristocratic families ranged from one or two years to three to eight years. She had never seen anyone as fast as her brother. If the marriage is decided in a hurry, it will usually give the impression that the woman is not reserved enough and hates marrying, especially from a family like the British Duke's.
With just a few words in Song Fu's letter, she could tell that she was eager to get married. After just a moment of reflection, she realized that the rush to get married was probably related to her.
Song Wan's eyes were red and his heart was sour.
Most girls from ordinary families can bring help to their father and brother, but here she is, causing trouble for her brother and aunt, making them worry and compromise for her.
She has disliked being left behind since she was a child, and now she has become a burden to those closest to her, making Song Wan inexplicably sad.
"Miss, what did the young master say in the letter?"
Seeing Song Wan's face pale, Heng Wu hurriedly stepped forward to ask. Song Wan folded the letter and said softly: "Brother said he wanted to take me back to his home."
Heng Wu blinked and his round eyes widened: "Isn't this a good thing?"
"To me, it may be a good thing, but this is the result of my brother's compromise with my father."
"That's all. It's useless to talk more, so it's better to do something serious."
Heng Wu was asked to bring out a booklet, and Song Wan looked through it carefully. She had people record all of this. Most of the people who bought Huanyanzhai Rouge were women from aristocratic families. Although it was not detailed, it was enough for her to write an article.
"The mother-in-law of Mrs. Tan's family went to Xici Huanyanzhai in January. She is afraid that there is something wrong. I wonder if she was poisoned by lead."
"After using gouache for a long time, blue and black marks will appear on the skin. You can only cover it up by increasing the dosage, but other gouache cannot cover the blue scars. If this is the case, there must be something wrong with Huanyanzhai, and I am afraid that the shopkeeper will not dare to Talk about it, but the Tan family doesn’t want to make it public.”
Song Wan held the account book and said softly: "The last time my aunt mentioned Huanyan Zhai in the palace, 80%25 of people took it to heart."
There is no good fault in the palace. I don't know when someone has done something wrong. They just press the button without saying anything and wait for the opportunity.
"Tomorrow I will look for someone to let the wind go. I will say that Concubine Jiang is very compassionate and spends a lot of money. She has never used any of the expensive gouache sent to the palace by the Marquis, and she has rewarded her servants with all of it."
"In addition, we found a few women to go to the streets to spread the word. They said that there were relatives in the family who worked as servants in wealthy families, and there was something wrong with the gouache given by the nobles."
Song Wan threw the account book in his hand into the copper basin and soaked it: "Let's see if anyone takes action first. If there is someone, I will give her a piece of wind. If there is no one, I will find someone to contact the Tan family."
Heng Zhi nodded, but Heng Wu said: "Miss, it's a troubled time right now. If you can't wait for the young master to take you back to your home, why should you take the risk and provoke those two wolf-hearted things?"
Ever since she found out that Jiang Xingjian was so evil that he plotted against Lin Jiayue, she didn't even want to call him Marquis.
Ordinarily, the two of them were affectionate and affectionate, one kept talking about being a couple, and the other kept talking about "Jia Yue, Jia Yue". Who would have thought that they would do such a vicious thing just a few days ago?
She was obviously very precious when she first returned home, so she would rather step on her young lady to make face for her sweetheart. Why do you suddenly have a different attitude now and wish you could live and die?
The more Heng Wu thought about it, the more afraid he became. He couldn't help but hold Song Wan's hand tightly: "Miss, I'm afraid that he will be bad for you. This man is so cruel to his own heart, who knows what he will do to you?"
"If we are still like now, we will just wait for the young master to pick us up. The young masters also said that it will only happen in this year and a half."
Hearing this, Song Wan's eyebrows curved and he smiled softly: "Silly Hengwu, even if brother wants to save me from this pit of fire, I have to extend my hand first. Otherwise, I'm afraid that if I fail to save myself, I will injure others."
Seeing Heng Wu nodding obediently after hearing his words, Song Wan smiled lightly.
If Brother A was really sure, he would only say when and where he would take her back home, and would not say anything about any obstacles. Knowing her like this, I'm afraid that my brother has no bottom in his heart. He wants to reassure her but is also afraid of being happy in vain.
We must know that power is hard to acquire, and it is especially difficult to maintain it. The situation is not clear for a day, and the chair at the top of the nine-room palace is not decided for a day, so her father will not easily offend Jiang Man and the Marquis Mansion.
Things in the world are unpredictable. You come and go in the court. Who knows whether wearing a purple python robe today will become a prisoner tomorrow?
No matter how badly the Hou Mansion is defeated, it is not necessarily impossible to turn over.
Song Wan lowered his head and felt bitter in his mouth.
She doesn't blame her father for giving up on her, she is only worried that her brother will break up with her father because of her. If that happens, she will be unfilial and disloyal.
"If I can escape from the prison by myself, I will try not to drag down my family, otherwise I will feel uneasy."
Heng Zhi Heng Wu also felt sad, and the three masters and servants sighed together.
