Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 34: He Huan Zong's Fiancee (Please vote and read)

fragrance.

Like clouds and fog.

Just like the pure fragrance of a young girl.

For some reason, Song Yan felt a little regretful. Although this woman was good-looking, she lacked some charm. She was not as beautiful as Luo Yuheng and Luo Tianyi, nor as stunningly pretty as Gu Banxia. Even if she had the appearance of an average-to-average woman, with a gentle and charming voice and hazy fragrance, she could be a disaster.

Just at this moment, a chill came from behind.

His body trembled slightly, as if affected by the coolness, but the inexplicable thoughts in his mind disappeared.

Cool breeze blows on my face.

But in front of me, there was a white figure, with her skirt fluttering gently. Who else could it be but my sister-in-law?

The tall and slender figure stood quietly in front of Song Yan, blocking Yang Siyao's sight. A pair of dark eyes stared silently at Yang Siyao a few steps away, with a slight scrutiny in their eyes:

"he's mine……"

"Brother-in-law!"

"Don't come near."

The voice was clear and cold, as if it was from a fairy who was not of this world.

Behind him, Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he added the word "brother-in-law", otherwise who knows what kind of rumors would spread.

This sister-in-law breathes heavily when she speaks, which is quite scary.

The sister-in-law was warning Yang Siyao not to do anything she shouldn't do to him... Although Song Yan didn't think this woman could do anything, she seemed to be just an ordinary woman, but the sister-in-law's level of martial arts was slightly higher than his... Well, a little bit higher, so she must have her reasons.

No matter what, my brother-in-law is very touched that you protect him like this.

crunch, crunch...

The strange chewing sound broke the eerie atmosphere at the scene. It turned out to be Taoist Master Yu Shuang who appeared at some point. The Taoist Master did not care much about his manners. He leaned lazily against the door frame, pinching the apple with his slender fingers and nibbling it in small bites. His sleeves naturally slid down his arms, revealing a crystal white wrist, like fine jade, which seemed to be emitting light.

Ever since he knew that Taoist Master Yu Shuang was in her early thirties, Song Yan felt that her voice sounded strange and clamped.

Moreover, this skin is too good, even a young girl in her twenties can hardly compare to it.

Although his posture was lazy and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes were quietly fixed on Yang Siyao.

Yang Siyao's face was calm, only her eyelashes trembled slightly.

I always feel that there seems to be some invisible contest going on, but unfortunately, my realm is too low and I can't see anything after all.

Butler Wang secretly glanced at Song Hongtao.

After all, he was an old man who had assisted him for many years. He couldn't say that they were of the same mind, but Song Hongtao probably understood what Butler Wang meant. He took a deep breath, suppressed his disgust for Yang Miaoqing, and the urge to grab Yang Miaoqing's neck and ask how many mistresses this bitch had. He lowered his head, and when he raised it again, it was full of smiles. For someone like Song Hongtao, controlling facial expressions was a required course, even though his performance was not very good:

"Yan'er, this girl is your mother's niece, your fifth brother's cousin. She just arrived at the Duke's Mansion this morning. Speaking of which, it's okay for you to call her cousin."

The frozen water began to flow again, as if the previous confrontation had never happened.

The term "mother" is usually reserved for the mistress.

Just like Song Yan, although Mei Xue is his biological mother, under normal circumstances he can only call her aunt, otherwise it would be a violation of the rules and he would be punished.

The rules in wealthy families are so complicated.

It seems that the change in Yang's condition in less than an hour was probably related to this niece.

It's not easy.

Song Hongtao picked up the already cold tea, took a sip, and put it down again: "Speaking of which, your mother plans to have Zhen'er and Siyao marry, which is considered a closer relationship."

Originally, Song Hongtao had thought she was quite good. Although this woman was from a side branch, a concubine's daughter, and not particularly beautiful, she was well-educated, gentle, and elegant, with the temperament of a lady from a noble family. As for Song Zhen, he was uneducated and a criminal, so marrying such a woman was a blessing.

Moreover, it can also take the opportunity to deepen the relationship with the Yang family, so Song Hongtao had a very good impression of Yang Siyao, but now he only felt waves of nausea, and the original good impression also disappeared.

Cousin marriages were common in this day and age, so there was nothing surprising about them. This meant that Yang Siyao was Song Zhen's fiancée. Everyone in the room, while unpleasant to the ear, could say that they each had their own agenda, but on the surface, the atmosphere remained peaceful.

I wonder if this can be considered as the warm sound produced by the collision of jade cups, or ice and charcoal simmering in the cauldron?
Although Song Yan had not expected Yang's change, he quickly adjusted his mentality and was able to answer fluently even while thinking about Yang's purpose. Yang's face was always full of smiles, perhaps because she had been smiling for a long time, when she heard that Yang Guifang was killed by Song Yan for insulting her mother, her face became stiff.

Luo Tianyi has never been interested in these things. Coupled with the influence of the sultry weather, although he was sitting upright on the chair, his little head was nodding from time to time, as if he was agreeing with what others were saying.

A little silly and cute.

As for Yang Siyao, she has been very quiet.

Before I knew it, it was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the white clouds were like cotton wool.

The imagined conflict never happened. When they were about to leave, the sleeping Luo Tianyi suddenly raised his head as if he had received some signal, and his eyes had become clear again.

Yang finally remembered something: "Oh, Zhen'er, quickly return the jade pendant to Yan'er."

"Hey, I asked Zhen'er to return the jade pendant to you before, but he was careless and kept putting it off until now. Yan'er, take a look. Is this the one you had back then?"

Although Song Zhen was reluctant, he finally returned the jade pendant to Song Yan. For Song Zhen, although the jade pendant was good, it was not something he had to have. He just enjoyed the pleasure of plundering other people's things.

Stroking his fingers, the jade pendant was lush green, with a plum blossom on one side. After a long moment, Song Yan smiled and said, "I was too young then, and so many years have passed, so I don't remember it clearly. But I can't mistake the plum blossom on this side. It must be this one."

"That's good." Yang smiled and exchanged pleasantries for a while until she sent Song Yanluo Tianyi and the others to the front yard. Then Yang went to the back house with Song Zhen and Yang Siyao.

Song Hongtao stared silently at the backs of several people with a gloomy look.

Song Yan, his truly filial son, has revealed all the truth in front of him. If he fails to seize this opportunity, all the decades of being the head of the family will have been in vain.

The Yang family wants to plot against the Song family's Duke, but they want to see who is the cicada, who is the mantis, and who is the oriole.

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on Yang Siyao. This woman looked really good from the back, with a plump and graceful figure. She swayed as she walked, like a willow swaying in the wind, adding a touch of charm.

What a pity, this woman is from the Yang family, and Song Zhen, that loser, is really not worthy of her. If she could stay with me...

Not sure if it was because of the weather, but Song Hongtao suddenly felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

A place that has not responded for many years is actually showing signs of improvement.

……

"Ninth Young Master, please wait a moment. I have something to give you. I will go get it right away."

When they arrived outside the Duke's Mansion, Butler Wang said this.

He apologized and left.

Song Yan let out a light breath and glanced at the dozens of tall and strong guards, as well as his sister-in-law and Taoist Yu Shuang. He thought that there was going to be a conflict and he wanted them to help fight, but in the end, they were of no use.

"That Yang Siyao..."

Luo Tianyi tilted his head: "That woman... is very dangerous, don't get close to her."

Song Yan was a little curious: "Is she very powerful?"

Luo Tianyi suddenly glared at Song Yan, leaving him bewildered.

Not far away, Taoist Master Yushuang chuckled: "Well, if we're just talking about strength, if you punch her, she'll probably cry for a long time."

"But...she is from the Hehuan Sect."

Ok? ? ?
What sect are you in?

This news is somewhat explosive.

Song Yan suddenly became a little curious. He wondered if Song Zhen knew that he had a fiancée from the Hehuan Sect?

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