Bondage

All the maids in the yard turned away, only Lin Jiayue cried and said, "I didn't know it would happen, I really didn't know it would happen."

Vanilla gave her a hard look, and walked back to the house in two or three steps.

In the room, Song Wan still hugged the golden silk tiger and did not let go, while Heng Hong stood aside with red eyes, not daring to speak to persuade.

"Miss……"

Hengzhi carried a nanmu box, inside which were small quilts, cloth bells and other things that Song Wan sewed by himself, each with the three embroidered characters "Golden Silk Tiger" on the corner.

Jiang Xingjian saw a room full of maids and girls shouting, although he felt unhappy, he couldn't express his opinion.

It's not that he can't imagine what life Song Wan has lived in these six years.

The female cardamom is at the age of twenty-nine, the age when she should enjoy the care of her father and brother and the love of her husband, but she is lonely and alone with an animal by her side, which is really embarrassing for her.

"Don't be sad, I'll find the exact same one for you later."

It's good that Jiang Xingjian didn't say this, but as soon as he said this, Song Wan couldn't help turning his head away, and didn't look at him again.

After a long time, she hugged the already stiff and cold body and choked with sobs: "Send the uncle out."

Being ordered to evict, Jiang Xingjian had no choice but to stand up, and walking to the carved window, he happened to see Lin Jiayue sitting outside, covering her face and crying bitterly.

Jiang Xingjian stopped and said in a low voice, "Jiayue didn't mean it. I asked the little girl who delivered the medicine. She misunderstood Jiayue's meaning and went to the stable to ask for the medicine to deworm the horse..."

"Uncle has been busy all day, go back to Xiuyan Pavilion and rest."

Heng Zhi stood in front of him, blocking Jiang Xingjian's entire view.

Jiang Xingjian raised his eyebrows, and it could be seen that the girls in the room were all red-eyed, so he could only force himself to suppress his anger.

After he left, Song Wan put the golden silk tiger into the nanmu box under the comfort of the vanilla.

"Miss, don't cry."

Mother Zhao also had red eyes, but she said, "It's a great joy for my uncle to return. You must not cry in front of others. At least you will get a reputation that you don't know how serious it is, and at worst you will be afraid of bad luck. If it spreads to the old lady In the ear, it's even worse."

"Those who know are said to be benevolent, but those who don't know may want to make up some stories about your dislike for uncle to return home."

"Mother, let the young lady rest alone, and you all stay with me."

Hengzhi beckoned the people in the house to leave the bedroom, and Song Wan could shed tears in a place where there was no one else.

She will put the scriptures and verses written by Jinsihu into the box together with the little guy’s toys and the dried fish freshly baked in the kitchen. in.

It wasn't until it got dark that Zhao mama urged her to close the box again and again, and ordered Heng Zhi to bury the golden silk tiger in the flower bed under her window.

Song Wan leaned halfway in front of the window, watching dumbly as the two sisters filled up the soil.

Raising her eyes to see the remaining eleven wood carvings, she grabbed three and threw them out of the window.

On the second day, Song Wan waited early at the gate of the courtyard, Jiang Xingjian saw that her expression was normal, her eyelids were slightly red, and she couldn't help but secretly sighed that she was indeed a girl raised by the Song family.

"Husband first please."

Song Wanfu asked Jiang Xingjian to go first, and when she was about to arrive at Fuhe Hall, she suddenly said: "A few days ago, my husband said that he wanted Miss Lin to learn more rules. Are you sincere?"

"nature."

Lin Jiayue didn't know the etiquette and made so many embarrassments, even he felt that it was really disrespectful.

"Wan'er knows."

Song Wan accompanied Jiang Xingjian into the Fuhe Hall. After the two greeted Mrs. Jiang and Jiang's mother, Mrs. Jiang first mentioned Jin Sihu: "It's really a crime...It's a pity that the little thing is gone, just go Go, maybe you only have fate for the past few years, Wan'er, remember not to be too sad, it's important to take care of your body."

"Grandmother is right, Wan'er knows about it."

Jiang's mother was quite indignant when she heard the words: "Isn't it just a crime? Why can't the things from a small family not be able to control their own hands? She looks good at Wan'er's dress, and she has a cat. I also feel good, I have only seen such a shallow eyelid in my life."

Jiang Xingjian was silent, and Song Wan heard the words: "Since Miss Lin has already entered the Hou's mansion, it is not good to live as a foreign guest every day. This kind of behavior of not giving a name and taking someone into the house is really ridiculous. Disgraceful, if the news spreads, people will only say that the Hou Mansion is out of place."

Jiang's mother nodded: "This is to the point."

"Although the husband has never given Miss Lin the identity, but Wan'er, as the first wife, can't just sit idly by and let her continue to break the rules."

Song Wan raised her head, and said calmly: "It is said that Miss Lin should be given a high position for saving the husband, but she and her husband have no matchmaker, so they made a private alliance..."

Before the words were finished, Mother Jiang frowned: "High position? What high position do you want for a lowly thing who is promiscuous with others? If all women enter the Marquis' mansion with this lewd behavior, can they still get a high position?" High position, what is the boundary of the Hou Mansion?"

Jiang Xingjian did not expect that Song Wan would suddenly propose Nalin Jiayue as a concubine, he was caught off guard but could not refute.

He and Lin Jiayue really had a personal moral disadvantage, so they couldn't say anything more.

Without Song Wan, he could have persuaded his grandmother and mother to let him marry Lin Jiayue, but now... talking about it would only further tarnish Jiayue's reputation.

"So Wan'er thinks it's better to take advantage of the joy of her husband's return home and handle the matter of taking concubines together. It will be considered lively."

Song Wan took out two thin notes from his sleeve, on which were written the woman's name and birth date: "Since Miss Lin has been accepted, Huai Su's identity should also be given to her."

Mrs. Jiang sighed: "Once you are accepted, Huai Su's waiting is not as easy as Wan'er."

In the families of princes and princes, most of the girls who are served by the men will go this way.

Song Wan handed the two pink posts to Mother Jiang, and Mother Jiang looked at her with joy in her heart: "There is no need to say that Wan'er is virtuous, and Yi'er does not know how many blessings he has cultivated to marry such a good match."

Jiang's mother said again: "It is said that Huai Su can be promoted to be a concubine, but she is from the old lady's house, so it is not easy to give such a low status, I thought about how to promote Huai Su as a good concubine, how do I feel?" ?”

Song Wandao: "Huai Su has a gentle temperament and is always meticulous. Mother's meaning could not be more appropriate."

Mother Jiang nodded with a smile: "Miss Lin has a lack of morals, she is really unbearable for her position, if she is also given the position of good concubine, wouldn't it mean that Huai Su has the same morals as her?"

"It can't be done."

With a wave of Jiang Mu's hand, she gave the pink post to the person who served beside her: "I made Huai Su a good concubine, and Lin Jiayue a lowly concubine. Once the two of you use the same amount of money, you will be treated as usual in the mansion. Give an example."

"Mother."

Jiang Xingjian looked at Jiang's mother disapprovingly, but Jiang's mother laughed and said that men should not interfere with the affairs of the inner courtyard, so she prevaricated.

A woman from a small family always thinks that she can rely on a man's favor to overwhelm her first wife, but she doesn't want to marry the family. She never sees it as a single person.She was too lazy to argue with Lin Jiayue before, but she felt that although the other party was reckless, it didn't affect her in the end. It wasn't until yesterday that she realized that she really shouldn't be soft-hearted.

What Lin Jiayue said was a couple for life, shameless and ridiculous.

Looking at Jiang Xingjian's complexion, Song Wan thought that she hadn't mentioned the real purpose of today, so she felt distressed?

Thinking of this, Song Wan said lightly: "Grandmother, mother, Wan'er has something to ask."