"Father-in-law, what do you think is wrong?"
"No."
Song Wan only felt that he was really weird today, and he didn't know if the East Palace had some misunderstanding about the Song family.
While he was secretly guessing the prince's thoughts, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door.
Mrs. Lang stepped forward and asked which person from which house it was. There was a pause outside the door and a male voice sounded: "My master, Marquis Chengyang, is here in person. Please open the door, madam."
Mrs. Lang was startled and quickly asked Luan Jian beside her to inform Song Wan.
"Jiang Xingjian? What is he doing here?"
Song Wan frowned, feeling a little bored in her heart. However, she always kept her emotions and anger to herself, so she turned around and said to Shen Qianyu in a gentle manner: "It is inconvenient for my father-in-law to appear here. How about I go to the kitchen to hide for a while?" "
Shen Qianyu raised his eyebrows. He had nothing wrong with appearing in front of Jiang Xingjian, but he just didn't want to embarrass Song Wan.
Striding into the small kitchen at the back of the nave, Shen Qianyu pulled up a small wooden stool and sat down.
The courtyard door opened, Jiang Xingjian was sitting on a bamboo chair and was carried in by several women.
The injuries on his body were not healed yet, and he had lost most of his weight. He looked haggard, but Song Wan saw that when he entered the door, his eyes glanced at the wooden cart loading vegetables at the door.
Song Wan lowered his eyes, hiding a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
After carrying the person to the main hall, Jiang Xingjian looked at Song Wan and felt quite uncomfortable.
It can be seen that she lives a very good life here, not to mention being carefree and relaxed, and she is not as tense as she was in the Hou Mansion.
Today she wore a double-breasted gown with foundation dyed with apricot yellow flowers, and a silver-dot green flower hairpin on her hair, which was small and delicate and looked very lively and pretty.
When he was in the Marquis Mansion, he had never seen her wear it like this.
Jiang Xingjian smiled faintly when he saw this: "You look very beautiful dressed like this, I like it very much."
Shen Qianyu sat in the kitchen and sneered.
"What brought you here today?"
Jiang Xingjian said, "I'll take you back home."
He was not in a hurry to take Song Wan back to the Hou Mansion. Based on his understanding of Song Wan, even if the Qi Shun family saw a man coming in and out, he did not believe that she would do anything against women's ethics.
So Jiang Xingjian was waiting for Song Lanan to send Song Wanfeng back in all his glory.
But there was a change in the East Palace yesterday, which gave him a sense of crisis.
"The third prince and the fifth prince... I can't say who owes whom. I promise you that neither Concubine Jiang nor the Marquis Mansion will take action against the third prince or Concubine Yun in the future."
"Wan'er, come back with me. I will treat you like a proper wife in the future. We will be a harmonious couple."
Song Wan lowered his eyes: "Although I am a weak woman, I also know the consequences of words, faith and deeds, and I always say the same. Since we have severed our ties, there is no room for maneuver."
"Go back, you don't have to say this anymore."
"Yijue..."
Jiang Xingjian said softly: "Without the consent of the two clan leaders, as long as I don't hold you accountable for killing or wounding me, what's the point of justice?"
"Wan'er, don't get angry with me anymore and come back to my house with me."
"I won't go back with you. You have this time to deal with, why not treat the other two aunts in the house well."
"Jiang Xingjian, wouldn't it be nice for the two of us to let each other go?"
"You and I are husband and wife. You are the matchmaker of my Chengyang Marquis Mansion. I am marrying my wife who has paid homage to our ancestors. Why should I let her go? Wan'er, you are my wife. I don't care whether you live or die."
"In the future, it will be a hundred years for you and me. You will also enter the ancestral graves of my Chengyang Marquis Mansion and enjoy the incense of my Chengyang Marquis Mansion. Why do you want to let it go?"
Jiang Xingjian pressed her chest to relieve the dull pain all over her body after sitting for a long time, and continued: "Now that the overall situation has been decided, it is better for you to return home with me at this time than to be sent back by your father-in-law. If you end up being sent back by your mother's clan, you How will we maintain the majesty of the Hou Mansion’s mistress in the future?”
Song Wan grabbed the handkerchief and gritted his teeth in anger.
"When I return home this time, I will never treat you like I did before."
Jiang Xingjian looked sincere. He pressed the sedan chair under him hard and stood up. Song Wan hid behind him, and Jiang Xingjian said, "Wan'er, if you reach out again, I will never let go."
Song Wan was angry and ashamed when she heard this. She glared at Jiang Xingjian and pursed her lips without saying a word.
Just as Jiang Xingjian was about to step forward to pick up Song Wan, he heard a loud bang in the kitchen.
Shen Qianyu smashed the porcelain bowl on the counter and was waving the spatula in his hand to compare them one by one.
He really couldn't stand listening, and his irritation and anger were building up. If he didn't have a trace of reason left, he just wanted to rush out and break the other unbroken bones in Jiang Xingjian's body one by one, so that he would never be able to get out of bed for the rest of his life.
This commotion shocked everyone in the courtyard. Jiang Xingjian lowered his eyes and said, "The Qishun family said you were having a private meeting with your foreign man here, but I don't..."
As soon as the word "private meeting" came out, Song Wan's eyes widened. She glared at Jiang Xingjian, her eyes filled with the anger of being slandered.
"Jinshu, see off the guests!"
Jin Shu stood aside and raised his head instantly. Seeing Jiang Xingjian struggling to stand in front of his young lady, he stepped forward and said sorry, then put his arm around Jiang Xingjian's waist and strangled him under his arm, and walked to the side of the bamboo sedan. He stretched out another hand and dragged the small bamboo sedan out.
"Master Hou, Master Hou..."
Several rough ladies were so frightened by Jinshu's battle that they didn't know what to do. They knew that Jiang Xingjian was injured, so they didn't dare to act rashly.
Jiang Xing Jiankong, who had martial arts skills, was so painful that he could not move at this moment, so he could only be restrained by Jin Shu and sent out of the house.
After leaving the courtyard, Jin Shu gently put Jiang Xingjian down. Looking at the Jian sedan that was still halfway inside the door, she raised her foot and kicked it out of the door, closing the door with a bang.
"Master Hou, are you okay?"
Tao Hong saw Jiang Xingjian's face was very pale and visibly pale, so he hurriedly stepped forward and carried him into the carriage.
Jiang Xingjian lay on the carriage and rested for a long time before enduring the severe pain all over his body.
He covered his eyes with his hands and said a little irritably: "There are outsiders in the house, and the heavy breath is definitely not a woman."
"With Wan'er's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to keep a foreign man in the house. The one in the kitchen should be a eunuch."
"Song Yuning's alliance with Dong Gong is not a deception by the Song family envoy."
"Who would have thought that the Prince of the East Palace would hide so deeply..."
Jiang Xingjian frowned and endured the pain and said: "Inform the empress to be wary of the Prince of the East Palace. In addition, she must protect Qian Shu, especially the maids and eunuchs in the palace."
The eldest prince died suddenly and the imperial doctor said he died of serious injuries.
But Jiang Xingjian didn't believe it was such a coincidence. The eldest prince with whom he had an old grudge suddenly disappeared as soon as there was any movement in the East Palace?
No one had noticed this person for many years before, which only meant that the Prince of the East Palace had far more powerful secret methods than they imagined.
Jiang Xingjian felt irritable and inexplicably uneasy.
As soon as he left, Shen Qianyu came out with a gloomy expression. Seeing Song Wan's stunned eyes, he felt even more resentful.
"I really feel wronged, father-in-law."
"What are you talking about, Miss Song?"
Shen Qianyu frowned, suddenly looking a little displeased with Song Wan.
The worry remained in her eyes, but there was still a gentle smile on her face, as if she had never cared about Jiang Xingjian's insult to her.
She is used to pretending to be peaceful, never arguing or complaining, not angry or angry, and she always looks gentle and gentle, with her hands folded and whispering, walking lightly and slowly.
"you……"
Shen Qianyu frowned fiercely, and swallowed his words when he saw Song Wan looking at him with a slight smile.
It's too rude to say that.
After a moment of silence, Shen Qianyu said: "Is there anything in the Chengyang Marquis Mansion that needs the prince's help?"
