"you……"
As soon as Lin Jiayue spoke, Song Wan turned his head, and the two looked at each other with somewhat complicated expressions.
Song Wan felt slightly uncomfortable when he saw Lin Jiayue wearing a plain cotton skirt with only a white jade hairpin on her head.
She has changed a lot.
It's not his appearance, but it's like he has changed.
After a moment, Lin Jiayue smiled softly: "Miss Song."
For some reason, Song Wan felt a sense of sourness in his heart when he heard this sentence from Miss Song.
"I'm going to put on Miss Bai's makeup first. If you have time, you can wait for me here."
Song Wan smiled lightly and nodded, pointing to the end of the corridor, indicating that he would wait there.
Lin Jiayue came out of the room and ran towards where Song Wan was.
In fact, she had nothing to say to Song Wan, but when they met today, she suddenly felt like reminiscing about the past.
"How are you now?"
Song Wan nodded, said he was healthy and said nothing more.
She really didn't know what to say to Lin Jiayue.
The two were silent for a long time before Song Wan smiled lightly and said, "How is your health now?"
"I'm recovering well."
Lin Jiayue became much calmer, and the high-spirited spirit that she used to see in her eyebrows and eyes seemed to have been eaten away by the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, and there was no trace of it anymore.
Song Wan thought for a while and said softly: "I didn't expect you to come today."
Lin Jiayue said: "I shouldn't have come. The old lady and the second master passed away one after another. It's against the rules for me to come to add makeup."
"but……"
She wanted to come and have a look. She wanted to see what Bai Ruizhu, who was married to Lan Yunhe, looked like today, and she also wanted to see if the young master of the Lan family was a person worth marrying.
Today, when she saw it, she felt even more regretful.
"Second Master passed away?"
Song Wan looked shocked: "When did it happen?"
"You don't know?"
Lin Jiayue said: "It's been a while. He was seriously injured on the Lantern Festival and he never made it through."
Song Wan opened his mouth slightly, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.
The child who was covered in wounds and cried that no one in the world loved me, was seriously injured and passed away in order to save her brother...
Why did no one say this to her?
Song Wan frowned, feeling pain in his heart.
When she mentioned Jiang Yan again, all she could think of was the boy whose head was stained with mud and blood and his face was covered with pinch marks. He shouted, "Sister-in-law, please teach me."
"I really don't know."
There was some surprise and pity in Song Wan's tone: "Since I left the Hou Mansion, no one has told me about the Hou Mansion."
"It's because your family feels sorry for you and can't bear to mention the unbearable past again."
After Lin Jiayue finished speaking, she smiled faintly: "You are right."
"What?"
Still immersed in the news of Jiang Yan's death, Song Wan looked up blankly and saw a faint redness in the other person's eyes: "You are right, Lan Yunhe is a good husband."
"If he hadn't been a good person, Mrs. Bai and Miss Bai wouldn't be as happy as they are today."
"Mrs. Bai has no intention of giving up her daughter for marriage. I think she is very satisfied with this son-in-law."
The deaths of Jiang Jing and Aunt Zhou were like a thorn in Lin Jiayue's heart, which she could neither touch nor see.
After hearing these words, Song Wan finally understood what she was thinking.
Lin Jiayue, she didn't want to but couldn't let herself go.
Song Wan raised his head, looked at the faint green-black color in the other person's eyes that could not be covered up by gouache, and sighed slightly.
The inner demon has arisen, and she doesn't know what to do about it.
The two of them stood in the corner of the verandah and watched the guests passing by in the courtyard. For a moment, they seemed to be separated from the joyful atmosphere of the courtyard. The red lanterns on the verandah were so faint and decadent that they were not as bright and vivid as before.
"Jiang Xingjian accepted Qingwei into the room..."
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Lin Jiayue frowned and said, "You probably don't want to know this."
Song Wan smiled and shook his head: "Qingwei is a palace official. It is not difficult for her to run the prince's mansion, but it is inconvenient for her to act without her identity being known. It is normal to admit her into the house."
"Um."
Lin Jiayue didn't know why, but maybe Song Wan had seen a different version of herself before, which made her feel unspeakably kind. Or maybe it was because Song Wan did have some gentlemanly character that she truly admired.
After thinking about it, Lin Jiayue added: "The second master passed away, Aunt Liu was kicked out of the house, and Jiang Xing is now adopted in my room."
After finishing speaking, Lin Jiayue saw Song Wan frowning and said with a smile: "I know it's against the rules, but Madam doesn't care. I couldn't bear to see that child being kicked around, so I kept him by my side."
"You don't know, Jiang Xing is very well-behaved."
Song Wan said: "She should look like the second master."
"Can I ask you something?"
Lin Jiayue blinked away the mist in her eyes: "When Jiang Xing is older in the future, can you help her choose a marriage?"
"The Rulan family is like this. They don't seek wealth and glory, nor do they seek a high family. They just wish that the man could treat Jiang Xing better and love her more."
"It doesn't matter if my family status is low. I have some money-making business, so I can save some dowry for her."
Her tone was a little choked: "You have better taste than me, so you won't find fault."
"nature."
Feeling sad, Song Wan smiled and agreed: "In the past, I was favored by the second master in the Hou Mansion. Even for the sake of the second master, I will definitely choose a suitable one for Jiang Xing. You don't have to worry too much."
"Thank you."
"No need to be polite."
After saying this, the two of them were speechless.
Lin Jiayue turned and left, her weak back looking extremely lonely and desolate.
She walked slowly and dignifiedly, but each step seemed to step on Song Wan's heart.
At this moment, Song Wan suddenly remembered Lin Jiayue, who had a lively and carefree look on her face when she first returned to the Hou Mansion, and shouted loudly that she wanted to be with Jiang Xingjian for the rest of her life.
"Miss."
Heng Zhi stepped forward and said, "Young master of the Lan family has come to pick up the bride. It's time for us to go back."
Song Wan nodded and got on the Song Mansion carriage.
As the carriage drove out of Bai's house, Song Wan lifted the curtain and happened to see Jiang Xingjian helping Lin Jiayue get into the carriage on the street. She lowered the car curtain and never moved it again.
The carriage of the Song Dynasty passed by, and Jiang Xingjian couldn't help but look back.
"Brother Xingjian."
Lin Jiayue smiled sweetly at Jiang Xingjian. Jiang Xingjian recovered and nodded before getting on the carriage.
In the carriage, Lin Jiayue was nestled in his arms, seemingly very affectionate.
Jiang Xingjian didn't know what he was thinking. Lin Jiayue's expression was numb, but her tone was sweet and coquettish.
"The seventh grocery store will be opened in Baoding Prefecture at the end of this month. Yue'er never thought that this store would be so profitable."
"Although the fifth prince has lost many supporters, Yue'er believes that money can make a difference. As long as there is enough money, there will always be a day when he can compete with the prince again."
"Um."
Jiang Xingjian agreed lightly, not even sure if he heard what Lin Jiayue was saying.
Lin Jiayue was not annoyed, she smiled and hugged his waist and said quietly: "Brother Xingjian, what do you want to eat today? How about Yue'er cooking it for you?"
"Brother Xingjian, you are the only one in this world who can make Yue'er willing to wash her hands and make soup..."
