The three of them were in opposition. Shen Qianyu and Jiang Xingjian were speechless. Song Wan gently moved the hand that was still tightly held by the prince and took it out.
"I have met the Marquis of Chengyang."
She bowed and her tone was calm and indifferent, without even too many fluctuations, but in Jiang Xingjian's heart, it was as unprepared as thunder on the ground.
how come?
How could Song Wan enter the palace and hang out with the prince?
"you……"
As soon as he spoke, he saw Song Wan wearing a blue bird hairpin on his head, symbolizing the position of inheriting the emblem.
"The Song family sent you to the palace?"
Jiang Xingjian spoke with difficulty, but his mind was completely blank, and he couldn't think of anything else for a moment.
In the past few days, the entire Chengyang Hou Mansion was busy with the death of the fifth prince, and he had no intention of caring about what was happening in the outside world. Recalling the courtiers' glances that seemed to be smiling but not smiling in the past few days, or the way some people hesitated to speak, Jiang Xingjian suddenly felt angry.
Everyone in the world knew it, but he was the only one who didn't know it.
Jiang Xingjian raised his eyes and stared at Shen Qianyu, his eyes filled with cold light.
Now think about it, Prince Jiang Yan used a pseudonym to offer incense at his funeral. It is hard to say whether he knew Jiang Yan or not, but it is true that he was targeting Song Wan at that time!
If he had no interest in Song Wan, how could he tell him to treat his new wife well?
Jiang Xingjian clenched his fists, gritting his teeth and feeling angry.
He paused for a long time, then finally uttered: "That day when you were at your house on the outskirts of Beijing, was the prince hiding in the kitchen?"
As soon as these words came out, both Shen Qianyu and Song Wan looked a little unnatural.
Although the two of them had no other thoughts at that time, they couldn't be more innocent. But that's how things are in the world. It's impossible to explain the suspicious things under Guatian Lixia, especially for someone like Jiang Xingjian who has already made a conclusion.
Besides, in the eyes of others, it is nothing more than clever words and eloquence, and the more you describe it, the darker it becomes.
Song Wan didn't say anything else, he just admitted it openly: "He is indeed the prince."
There was a fishy sweetness in his throat. Jiang Xingjian pursed his lips tightly and refused to speak. After a long time, he drank a mouthful of blood mixed with sourness and hatred, and sneered coldly, which was shameless and shameless.
"you……"
As soon as Shen Qianyu opened his mouth, Song Wan took his hand.
Chaojiang Xingjian saluted again, and Song Wan signaled Shen Qianyu to leave.
No amount of fire could withstand Song Wan's thoughts. Shen Qianyu was silent for a moment, glared angrily at Jiang Xingjian and took Song Wan away.
The two of them had gone a long way, but Shen Qianyu was still unhappy.
"I've wronged you."
Song Wan was puzzled: "Why did His Highness suddenly talk about this?"
Shen Qianyu shook his head, but in his heart he wanted to send his Wan'er to the back position as soon as possible.
Seeing that his expression was dull, Song Wan said softly: "Don't pay attention to others. Your Highness knows what kind of temper I am. Why should you get angry because of other people's words?"
Gently patting the back of Shen Qianyu's hand, the two slowly walked back to Yi Pavilion.
Jiang Xingjian, however, could not come back to her senses long after the two of them left, and still stood there with her head frozen.
"Master Marquis, what are you doing standing here? Go and try to persuade the queen, she is not well."
The young eunuch in Yanqing Palace hurriedly stepped forward to urge him. Jiang Xingjian suppressed his anger by adjusting his clothes, and walked into Yanqing Palace after a long time.
In the palace, Jiang Man was kneeling on the ground, surrounded by dozens of wine bottles and wine jars.
The smell of alcohol in the room made Jiang Xingjian even more irritable.
"Your Majesty, please don't harm your body again."
Taking the wine cup away from Jiang Man, Jiang Xingjian threw it aside.
"Hehehe..."
A hoarse and rough voice sounded, and Jiang Man screamed with stern eyes: "Where's that bitch's life? I asked you to chop off that bitch's head. How dare you disobey?"
"Jiang Yi, you are so brave."
Lifting up his broken nails, Jiang Man summoned up all the hatred in his body to dig into Jiang Xingjian's eyes.
"Are you crazy?"
Pushing her away, Jiang Xingjian's eyes were scarlet: "I am as heartbroken as my sister about Qian Shu's death, but my sister hates herself and regrets that she has not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother, so why should she blame others?"
"The fifth prince did die because of the items Lin sent to the palace, but in the final analysis, does Qian Shu's death have nothing to do with you?"
"Sister, you are crazy, just leave a way out for Chengyang Houfu."
With Shen Qianshu here before, the Chengyang Marquis Mansion was like having a broad road leading to the Qingyun. But now that this road to heaven has died halfway, he must think of another way for Chengyang Hou Mansion.
Lin Jiayue cannot die.
Jiang Xingjian pulled Jiang Man up from the ground and said in a deep voice: "In the past, the Chengyang Marquis Mansion paved the way for Qian Shu and my sister, and the industry has been in decline, and the west wind is still shining. I'm sorry that Yi'er is incompetent and can no longer leave me alone." Sister drags the Hou Mansion down."
"You always want to leave a way for your mother and the thousands of people in your family to survive."
After Jiang Xingjian finished speaking, he turned around and walked away.
Jiang Man looked at his back and burst into tears.
Jiang Xingjian left the palace with mournful cries.
Returning to Chengyang Hou Mansion, he accidentally arrived at Longxiangzhai where Song Wan's widow lived when she was a widow.
There is a person kneeling in front of the Buddhist niche in Liaoxiangzhai. The person's back is slender and graceful, and his waist is full of pen. You can see his pious intentions without even seeing his face.
Jiang Xingjian leaned against the door and felt the figure of the person in front of him transform into Song Wan, turning back to him and smiling faintly.
"Brother Xingjian."
Lin Jiayue turned around, with a hint of sadness and compassion in her eyebrows.
Jiang Xingjian's heart trembled, and she felt that she was becoming more and more strange now.
The girl's lotus steps moved lightly, her waist and back were straight, and her steps seemed to have been measured.
"Are you back? Yue'er made a tonic soup for you earlier. I'll bring it to you."
Turning around and walking out of Luanxiangzhai, Lin Jiayue walked towards the kitchen with a faint smile. Not long after, Qianbi and Qinghong came back with soup and dishes for her.
"Brother Xingjian, you must be hungry after being in the palace for so long. Come and have some hot soup."
"Although it's spring, the night breeze is still cool, so it's good to warm yourself up."
Jiang Xingjian sat down and took the soup bowl from Lin Jiayue's hand.
It was just that he had no appetite, and there was an unreasonable feeling of tightness and anger in his chest, and his stomach was full and distended, which made his internal organs hurt.
Lin Jiayue sat next to him and asked cautiously: "But it doesn't suit your taste? If it doesn't suit you, I'll have someone change it."
Jiang Xingjian shook his head and backed away from Qianbi and the others.
"Today...I met Song Wan when I entered the palace."
Lin Jiayue's round eyes opened slightly: "It's strange that you look like this."
"She entered the palace and became Prince Chenghui."
After saying this, Lin Jiayue's eyes widened.
That man Song Wan... actually entered the palace?
"Ah……"
She raised her head and smiled sweetly, and even shed a few tears.
A noble and aloof man like Song Wan could only devote himself to the palace as a low-status Cheng Hui. This unfortunate world really did not leave a way for women to survive.
She smiled with a soft light in her eyes.
Staring with a pair of charming eyes, Lin Jiayue said: "Brother Xingjian, Yue'er wants to tell you some good news."
Lin Jiayue brought her face closer to the other person, and said in a sweet tone: "Brother Xingjian, Yue'er will come to Guishui this month. During the day, I asked the doctor to check Yue'er's pulse, and he said that Yue'er is pregnant."
"Brother Xingjian, are you happy? Our child is back again."
