"You know me?"
Jiang Yan sat up, his eyes full of hope.
"Know."
She knew everyone in the Jiang family. Jiang Yan was the only one who was about the same age as her and still called her sister-in-law.
"What are you crying for?"
Song Wan stood by the wall and asked in a low voice.
She had been widowed not long after she came to the Hou Mansion, but she found the time very difficult.
She and a few servants only lived in the huge Lan courtyard, which made Song Wan quite uncomfortable. Otherwise, he would not have wandered into the courtyard tonight and met Jiang Yan.
"Why are you crying?"
Jiang Yan murmured and repeated, and then said in a tearful tone: "I cry that I was born different, and I cry that no one in the world loves me."
"My wife only has Jiang Yi in her eyes, and she never cares about my life or death."
"I cry that Liu Chengxiang is my biological uncle, but he only wants to seek benefits from me."
"My aunt has no sincerity in crying. She has never treated me as her own child. She only treats me as a bargaining chip to involve my father."
"I cry. I know that others don't mean it, but I still pray for others to treat me sincerely."
"I cry that everyone in the world has a deep love for mother and son, but Aunt Liu is the only one who tolerates cruel thieves without leaving any room."
"I cried because I knew she was being mean to me, but she was tied down by her blood and I didn't know how to break free."
"I cried. Even though I knew everything was wrong with her, I couldn't break free from the bondage and blackmail of filial piety."
Jiang Yan stretched out a hand from the drainage outlet. The young man's thin white palm was stained with soil and mixed with blood. Song Wan didn't know what he was thinking, but he just crawled over from the drainage outlet.
The drainage hole was narrow and long, and Jiang Yan walked up to her crying with his head covered in blood.
Song Wan was startled by him and took seven or eight steps back in a hurry.
"You are my sister-in-law, please teach me what should I do?"
Jiang Yan was covered in mud and cried until his whole face turned into a ball. As he was talking, big tears kept rolling down his cheeks.
The boy in his early ten years was actually half a head shorter than her.
Song Wan frowned. He wanted to say that he was not only out of line, but also very rude. It was obvious that when his head was covered with blood, he couldn't help but feel pity.
"You come with me."
Bringing the person to the Longxiangzhai courtyard, Song Wan said, "Wait for me here."
She entered the room and brought out a large lacquer plate and placed it gently in front of Jiang Yan. Heng Zhi followed behind her, holding a brass plate in her hand.
"Second Master Yan, my servant will cleanse your face."
Heng Zhi stepped forward to wipe the stains on Jiang Yan's head, and carefully applied muscle powder to stop bleeding and reduce swelling. After doing all this, he retreated not far away.
Song Wan stood under the lantern on the verandah, looking at him calmly.
Jiang Yan only saw the graceful girl in front of him. She was standing in the brightest place in the courtyard, making people unable to take their eyes away.
Song Wan pursed his lips slightly, thought for a moment and whispered softly: "No one in the world loves you, so you just love yourself. Why bother with greed, anger and ignorance for others, and mess up your mind with love and hate?"
"And the love of others is not in your own hands. If he loves you one day, he may not be able to love you every day. If he loves you today, you will be happy and happy, but if he doesn't love you tomorrow, you will be resentful and miserable. By then, you will not be you, and he will not be him. , and why bother?”
"As for what you said about Aunt Liu..."
Song Wan frowned, not wanting to get involved in the matter between his mother and son.
The so-called lack of intimacy, how could she, an outsider, say that Jiang Yan was not his biological mother?
But Song Wan looked up and saw Jiang Yan staring at her with burning eyes, his eyes full of eagerness for redemption. She finally couldn't help but said: "Everyone in the world is fighting for gain, and even blood relatives cannot escape this."
Jiang Yan pressed his head and said with red eyes: "But she is my biological mother. She should love me, protect me and kiss me. All mothers in the world treat their children this way. Why is she the only one who is different?"
"We have the same blood, she shouldn't treat me like this."
Jiang Yan was lying on the bed, looking at the curtain with pink beads in front of him, and felt a pain in his heart.
He was young at that time and only thought that Song Wan was knowledgeable since childhood, but thinking about it now, those words should also be a question in her mind.
In the unknown time, Jiang Yan guessed that she must have read many books before she found the answer that could convince her.
He remembered that Song Wan was silent for a long time, and then he said quietly: "As the saying goes, life and nourishment are equal to kindness."
"Although Aunt Liu gave you life, if she had never raised you, this kindness would have been halved."
"Since the kindness has been broken in half, I think the filial piety in your heart should also be given to the grandma who raised you."
Jiang Yan blinked blankly, knowing what she meant, which meant that he was half as filial to Aunt Liu.
"The book also says that friendship depends on knowing each other, why not be close by flesh and blood."
Song Wan held the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, with a little confusion in his eyes.
It is not necessarily impossible for people who have no reason to know each other and agree with each other, and there is probably no need to be close to each other if they are close to each other.
"You said that you were tied up by your bloodline and you didn't know how to break free, but you never thought that it wasn't your bloodline that was holding you back, but that you were willing to be blackmailed by it."
Song Wan took out a book from the lacquer plate and handed it to Jiang Yan: "This is for you."
Jiang Yan opened it blankly and saw that one of the pages had dense red text annotations.
He looked carefully and saw that it was "Lunheng·Physical Materials Chapter".
Jiang Yan stared at it for a long time and finally felt relieved.
But he didn't know what he should do to get out of the current predicament. He stared at Song Wan and asked blankly.
Song Wan thought for a moment and said, "Cultivation of one's moral character, reading and understanding, and becoming a wise gentleman."
“When you and I can look up to the sky and not be ashamed of others, and have no distractions and no temptation from the outside world, we will probably be able to do as we please and move freely without hindrance.”
Jiang Yan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
What his sister-in-law meant was that he should be regarded as a gentleman, and no one would dare to say anything even if he occasionally did something villainous.
Jiang Yan raised his head and realized that Song Wan was not only knowledgeable but also extremely gentle.
He looked at the girl under the lamp, his thoughts changing again and again.
Jiang Yan stood there in a daze. Seeing that he was thin and pale, Song Wan asked Heng Zhi to bring him a bowl of the blood- and qi-tonifying soup that Aunt Zhao was drinking.
The soup was fishy and bitter, and Jiang Yan's tongue became numb after drinking it.
"It's a bit bitter, I'll give it to you."
For the first time, Song Wan reached out and handed Jiang Yan a handful of amber stone honey wrapped in oil paper.
Jiang Yan knew about this thing. It was called stone honey and was only sold in Lingnan. He had only seen Jiang Xingjian eat it before, but he had never gotten half of it.
Peeling one open and putting it in his mouth, Jiang Yan said with red eyes, "Will Yan'er still come to look for my sister-in-law in the future?"
Song Wan shook his head: "It's not etiquette."
Jiang Yan held Shi Mi in one hand and a book in the other, and murmured: "It's just disrespectful, doesn't it mean you hate Yan'er?"
"Why do you hate it?"
Song Wan pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "No matter who you are, as long as you know good and evil, know how to advance and retreat, and act with integrity and a gentleman's style, you will be liked by others."
"Sister-in-law also likes such a person?"
"nature."
like……
Jiang Yan lowered his head, a slight smile on his lips.
It turns out that as long as he is a gentleman, his sister-in-law will like him.
Jiang Yan held the book in his hand tightly, with a pious and serious look on his face: "After today, I will study hard to cultivate my moral character and become a gentleman."
Song Wan smiled and nodded.
When leaving, Song Wan followed him and led him to the corner gate. Jiang Yan turned back several times and looked at the girl under the lantern reluctantly.
The scars on his face caused by tea scalds were red and swollen. Song Wan looked at the nail marks and said, "Strongness is detrimental to softness, and vice versa. Being obedient and bullied will only allow the abuser to take advantage of him. Although you are Liu Born from my aunt, you should also remember your own identity."
"You are the master and she is the slave. The following crimes are unforgivable."
"Next time, don't let her do it again."
Jiang Yan's eyes turned red and he whispered, "Can I?"
Song Wan nodded firmly: "Of course you can."
Song Wan that day was not like what he had seen later.
Jiang Yan gently picked up the Ruyi knot hanging on the bedside with his fingers and held it in the palm of his hand.
This Luo Zi was played in a precise and immature way, so it must have been played by Song Wan when he was young.
He carefully stroked it, which seemed to have faded marks, and put it in his arms with joy.
Jiang Yan knew that he shouldn't be like this. This behavior was not the way of a gentleman.
But he will probably never be a gentleman in this life.
If possible, he only hopes to be a gentleman in Song Wan's eyes. When she thinks of him one day, she can just sigh and say that the second master is upright.
"here."
Xiao Jiye pulled the judge of Song Futong Taiyuan Hospital in and walked in. Jiang Yan slowly raised his eyes and smiled at him: "Leave my things to her."
He had nothing to offer Song Wan about his identity, only the business and money he had done with Xiao Jiye outside the house could be left to her. Jiang Yan knew that she would definitely not want it, but he was still afraid.
He is afraid that women will be in trouble, especially if she is married outside.
The situation of the third prince is not good. He is afraid that Jiang Xingjian will not treat her well in the future.
There is a saying that it is difficult to make money in this world. Although the smell of copper is the same as dung to her, having money can at least ensure that she has enough food and clothing.
Jiang Yan can trust Xiao Jiye. Although he acts a little arrogantly, but...
He believes in him.
Seeing Xiao Jiye nodding, Jiang Yan closed his eyes.
He heard Song Fu calling his name repeatedly, and he also heard the doctor saying he couldn't stay here.
Jiang Yan felt excruciating pain all over his body, and he couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
"There is no medicine here. Take him to my doctor's house."
The old man with a white beard stuffed a red pill into Jiang Yan's mouth and ordered Song Fu to take him away.
Xiao Jiye wanted to leave with him, but Song Fu held him back: "Jiang Yan..."
Why did Jiang Yan want to save him?
Qian Bai was seriously injured today and it must be something done by the Hou Mansion, so why did Jiang Yan risk his own life to save him?
Seeing Jiang Yanji being carried away, Xiao Jiye lowered his eyes and said, "How?"
Song Fu pursed his lips, thinking that the other party didn't know what Jiang Yan was thinking, so he let go.
"Second Master Yan's kindness to Song Fu will be unforgettable in his life, and he will be repaid in the future. However, there are frequent chaos today, and I can't leave the house, so I can only trouble my dear brother to take care of it on my behalf."
Xiao Jiye clasped his fists: "Don't worry, Master Song. The second master is Xiao's friend, and Xiao will take good care of him."
After saying that, he strode out.
Song Fu looked at the backs of several people, feeling uneasy.
"When you go to the Hou Mansion to look for someone, be sure to tell Wan'er what happened today. If the Hou Mansion prevents the leader from taking her back to the Mansion, no matter the cost."
The boy beside him nodded and hurriedly went to the house to look for someone.
Previously, all the servants had dispersed to look for the head of the house and his wife, but now it took some time. When everyone arrived at the Chengyang Hou Mansion, the entire Chengyang Hou Mansion was tightly protected by the servants, and not even a fly could fly in.
Jiang Xingjian and Shen Qianshu were carried back to the Hou Mansion. As soon as he returned to the house, he had people guard the gate and the back house.
Things were too strange today. The third prince was plotted by the eldest prince because of Concubine Jiang's instigation, while Qian Shu was injured at the hands of Song Yuning.
But who was the one who shot and killed the eldest prince?
Although Jiang Xingjian thought of the East Palace for the first time, he suddenly felt that it was unreasonable. Even if the paralytic in the East Palace suddenly improved, why would he attack Shen Qianchi?
"Master, how are you?"
"nothing."
Just now, the doctor from the government had seen that he had at least six or seven ulcers on his body. Pressing his chest gently, Jiang Xingjian felt pain everywhere in his body.
"Tell mother, it's time for grandma, and besides..."
Jiang Xingjian lowered his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Carefully guard Lan Courtyard. Don't disturb Madam today."
He didn't want Song Wan to know what happened today. She had a fierce temper. If she knew about the relationship between the two, they would definitely break up their friendship and turn into enemies.
Biting her lip to hold back the pain, Jiang Xingjian was upset.
Although he had known that this day would come a long time ago, why was he so frightened when this situation came?
"Little knowing."
"Send Shu'er to my room. You must protect the fifth prince today."
The person behind the shooting of the eldest prince has not yet been found, so he cannot act rashly. There was chaos outside today and the palace door would be closed. No matter what, he would keep Shu'er safe until the day he returned to the palace.
Thinking of Shen Qianshu's broken leg, Jiang Xingjian felt worried.
Now he can only hope that Shen Qianbai will die or be disabled, otherwise all the previous plans will be in vain...
The house under the supervision of the Hou Mansion was silent. Song Wan didn't know what was happening outside. She could only vaguely hear that it was quite noisy tonight, but thinking that it was mid-autumn and people were out enjoying the lanterns and playing, she felt it was normal.
"Miss, are you feeling better?"
Song Wan nodded.
In fact, not long after Jiang Xingjian left the Hou Mansion, she felt the pain in her abdomen gradually eased, and the pain stopped within half an hour.
"I haven't seen my brother and my aunt, so I don't know if they are worried about me."
Song Wan was half-leaning on the embroidered bed, speaking sadly.
When he mentioned meeting Song Fu, Heng Zhi felt uncomfortable for a moment, but recovered quickly.
The master and servant were playing with the lanterns in the room when they suddenly heard a click on the window.
Song Wan looked back and was almost frightened to tears by Lin Jiayue.
Everyone saw her with disheveled hair and her hands and feet on the window, crawling into the house in a strange way.
"Don't make any noise, come here and help me."
She looked up and saw Song Wanhengzhi and others looking at her blankly, and she couldn't help shouting at the top of her voice.
"Go help."
Heng Zhi Heng Wu hurriedly stepped forward and helped her in, but Lin Jiayue blew out the candles in the room as soon as she entered the room and sat alone on the bed.
Seeing this action, Song Wan knew that she didn't want others to find her.
Is there someone outside?
"What happened."
Her face was stern and she immediately became alert.
Lin Jiayue sat on the ground and looked at her quietly. After a moment of silence, she said, "Why didn't you go see the lanterns today?"
Seeing that she had tried so hard to climb in through the window just to ask these nonsense questions, Heng Wu couldn't help but get angry: "It's not because you sold the servants of the house indiscriminately, causing problems in the small kitchen, and causing our lady to be accidentally left behind by a rude maid. poison?"
Lin Jiayue smiled lightly when she heard this: "It turns out you didn't stay on your own initiative."
She didn't believe that such a coincidence could happen in this world. If it wasn't Song Wan's own idea, it must be Jiang Xingjian's.
He must have known that something would happen outside tonight, so he deliberately left Song Wan to protect her.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiayue burst into laughter and even cried.
After giggling, she looked at Song Wan and said, "You know, something big happened outside tonight. Many people died, many, many..."
