Bondage

After comforting Lin Jiayue, Jiang Xingjian walked out of the back house.

He is not a person who loves sex, so at this time, he can't help but feel that Kong Shengren's sentence that only women and villains are difficult to raise is perfect. Lin Jiayue's crying and pestering upset him, and Song Wan...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xingjian's mind came up with the image of her holding the golden silk tiger yesterday, wanting to cry or not.Those eyes were full of grievance in anger, sorrow in heartache, and the expression of anger and anger made him feel his scalp numb.

Jiang Xingjian frowned.

"Brother is unwell?"

Jiang Xingjian didn't answer, but asked instead: "You just came back from outside?"

Jiang Yan nodded in agreement, and stood aside after speaking, with a respectful look on his brows.

The Hou Mansion is a family of officials and officials, and they are the family of calligraphy, ink, poetry and calligraphy, and they pay attention to the rules and etiquette the most.Jiang Xingjian and him are separated not only by his concubine, but also by his elder and younger.Jiang Yan knew that that person didn't like rude and reckless people the most, so these years he restrained himself and tried to be a gentleman, a perfect man through the ages.

Even when facing Jiang Xingjian, he can look calm and respect this elder brother from the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Xingjian looked at the young man in front of him, and sighed suddenly: "I'm a little upset, why don't you walk with me?"

The two walked to the Baiyu Bridge in the garden. Jiang Xingjian looked at the lotus under the bridge and said, "You have worked hard all these years."

"Brother is serious."

Jiang Xingjian turned around and saw that there was no wave in Jiang Yan's eyes, thinking that his concubine brother was either not interested in titles, or he was a very rich man.

It was impulsive to speak out and invite to go together, but now I have nothing to say after a few words.

After a brief pause, Jiang Xing mentioned Song Wan.

"The cat in your sister-in-law's room was poisoned to death yesterday, she..."

"Jin Sihu was poisoned to death? What happened?"

Jiang Yan's tone was slightly high, and Jiang Xingjian raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't know how he knew the cat's name.

"You know that cat?"

Jiang Yan raised his eyes, and his black eyes were extremely bright. For some reason, Jiang Xingjian suddenly remembered the man he saw in Fuhetang that day, and for a certain moment, it was like this moment, giving people a morbid and fanatical sense of disobedience.It's just that the light in the eyes disappeared in an instant, and he didn't have time to think about it when he recovered.

"I don't know, brother, that cat is quite famous in the mansion, and the golden silk tiger was originally sent from Aunt Liu...to the sister-in-law's room."

Aunt Liu is Jiang Yan's biological mother, and Jiang Xingjian stopped talking when she heard the words.

There was nothing to say for a while, but Jiang Yan asked about the cat's situation as if he was interested. Jiang Xingjian had no choice but to tell him about Lin Jiayue's accidental injury to Jinsihu.

Although Jiang Yan had a gentle smile on his face, the fists behind him were clenched tighter and tighter.

She treated Jin Sihu like her own child, but now she was murdered to death by that frivolous bitch, she didn't know how sad she would be.

Jiang Yan frowned and unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Xingjian thought he was dissatisfied with Lin Jiayue's actions, touched his nose and said apologetically: "Jiayue didn't mean it, this matter is really a misunderstanding."

"Elder brother shouldn't tell younger brother what he said."

Jiang Yan pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't open his mouth. He pondered for a moment and said something before returning to Yulingzhai.After half a stick of incense, Jiang Yan walked over with a bamboo basket in his arms.

"The cat in my yard just gave birth to a cub the day before yesterday. Brother can give it to sister-in-law to express his apology."

A yellow and white cat in the bamboo basket was meowing and shouting non-stop, but the little thing as big as a palm had enough air, and it kept shouting for a while without stopping.

Jiang Xingjian pinched the back of the cat's neck and lifted it up: "It's not a bad birth."

Jiang Yan took the cat back from his hand without making a sound, carefully placed it on the soft cushion in the bamboo basket, and covered it with an indigo blue square soft mattress.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Xingjian smiled softly: "There is really no need to be so careful with this thing."

"You're still young, it's better to be lighter."

Handing the bamboo basket to Jiang Xingjian, Jiang Yan lowered his eyes and said, "My younger brother knows that my elder brother didn't intend to bring others back to the mansion. It's just for public and private purposes. The dignity of the wife of the Hou's mansion can't be compromised."

"..."

Jiang Xingjian hugged the cat who was still meowing, and was speechless for a moment.

Now in the Hou Mansion, no matter whether it is his grandmother, mother, Jiang Yan, or even the servants, he is the kind of bastard who spoils his concubine and kills his wife without knowing the importance.

Jiang Xingjian wanted to refute, but he hesitated for a moment and couldn't think of any powerful words to wash away his grievances.

After a long while, he said in a deep voice that he knew what he knew, and then he carried the bamboo basket and the cat to the Lan courtyard.

Looking at his back, Jiang Yan felt powerless and envious.

He didn't know how much he envied Jiang Xingjian, not only envied that he was born two years earlier than himself, but also envied him to entrust his birth as the direct line of the Hou family.

"Second Master."

The servant behind him yelled softly, and Jiang Yan looked sleepy and uninterested.

Over there, Jiang Xingjian carried the cat back to Lan Courtyard. Song Wan negotiated with the woman in charge in the main hall. After a little thought, he went to the study with the bamboo basket in his arms.In the study room, Huai Su was collecting the books for the whole case, when he saw him coming in with a bamboo basket, he got up to pick it up.

"Hold it well, don't fall."

After a pause, he said again: "Don't let Jiayue see it."

Huai Su nodded, carefully placed the cat on the soft bed in the study, and asked Xie Yi to bring a plate of meat soup from the small kitchen.Until dinner in the evening, those mother-in-laws left Lan courtyard one after another.

Jiang Xingjian hugged the cat who was full of food and drink, and now he was lying on his back and sleeping deeply, and strode to the main room of Lan Courtyard.

"Master is here."

The woman who was watching the watch outside passed the news to the room, and the second-class maid in the second hall heard it and went to look for Heng Zhihengwu. When Jiang Xingjian entered the room, Song Wan had changed her outer robe and stood in the bedroom Welcome in front of the room.

Jiang Xingjian glanced at the full account books on the desk and the chaotic abacus on the table, and frowned, "Is there a problem with the accounts in the government?"

"It's not very good. If your husband has nothing to do, you can take a look with Wan'er after dinner."

Jiang Xingjian nodded, casually asked the maid in the room to prepare the meal, and stayed here to eat.

While waiting for the meal, Jiang Xingjian handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Song Wan: "This cat... I am also responsible for the poisoning of Jinsihu. I sent this cat to make up for you."

After all, he felt ashamed in his heart, and his confidence was weakened by three points.

Holding the bamboo basket a little stiffly, Song Wan gently lifted the soft quilt on top.

I saw the fluffy little guy inside sleeping soundly, with his exposed belly and pink paws stretched straight out on the cushion, Song Wan didn't look happy when he saw this, instead his nose soured and he thought of the golden silk tiger.

This cat was born exactly the same as Gold Silk Tiger when he was a child.

Song Wan stretched out his fingers to lightly tap on the cat's belly, and picked up the mat under the cat's body.

The cushion is made of indigo blue Shu brocade, which is not considered expensive, but the light-colored and dark patterns on the material have some origins, it is the peacock pattern painted by Erfang Jiang Xing a few days ago.At that time, after the embroidery house weaved it, she gave her a plain one, and she asked Hengwu to return a box of colorful treasures and pearls made of filigree and silver.

She and Jiang Yan are the only ones in the house who have a cat, and this cat was sent by Jiang Yan.