Bondage

"Eunuch, what do you think is wrong?"

"No."

Song Wan only felt that he was really weird today, and wondered if Donggong had misunderstood the Song family.

While secretly speculating on the prince's mind, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door.

Mrs. Lang stepped forward to ask which mansion it was from, and a male voice sounded outside the door after a pause: "My master, Marquis Cheng Yang, is here in person, please open the door, madam."

Lady Lang was startled, and hurriedly asked Luan Jian beside her to inform Song Wan.

"Jiang Xingjian? What is he doing here?"

Song Wan frowned, with a trace of boredom in her heart, but she was always indifferent to emotions, she turned her head and said to Shen Qianyu with a gentle attitude: "It's not convenient for Eunuch to show up here, how about I wronged Eunuch and take refuge in the kitchen for a while?"

Shen Qianyu raised his eyebrows. There was nothing wrong with him appearing in front of Jiang Xingjian, but he didn't want to embarrass Song Wan.

After striding into the small kitchen at the back of the nave, Shen Qianyu pulled a small wooden stool and sat down directly.

The courtyard door opened, and Jiang Xingjian was carried in by several women sitting on a bamboo chair.

The injuries on his body are still not healed, he has lost most of his weight, and looks haggard, but Song Wan saw his eyes glance over the wooden cart with vegetables at the door when he entered the door.

Song Wan lowered his eyes, hiding a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Carrying the person to the front of the main hall, Jiang Xingjian looked at Song Wan with a bad feeling in his heart.

It can be seen that she is living a very good life here, let alone wanton and leisurely, and she is not as tense as in the Hou's mansion.

Today she was wearing a pair of skirts dyed with apricot yellow flowers on a powder foundation, and a silver-dot emerald flower hairpin was inserted on her head. She was small and exquisite and looked very lively and pretty.

When he was in the Hou Mansion, he had never seen her go through like this.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingjian smiled slightly: "You look very beautiful in this way, I like it very much."

Shen Qianyu sat in the kitchen and sneered.

"What are you doing here today?"

Jiang Xingjian said, "I'll take you back home."

He was not in a hurry to take Song Wan back to the Marquis Mansion, based on his understanding of Song Wan, even if Qi Shun's family saw a man coming and going here, he did not believe that she would do anything against women's morals.

So Jiang Xingjian has been waiting, waiting for Song Lan'an to send Song Wanfeng back in a glorious manner.

But there was a change in the East Palace yesterday, which made him feel a sense of crisis.

"The third prince and the fifth prince... Now it is impossible to say who owes whom. I assure you that in the future, no matter whether it is the concubine Jiang or the Hou family, they will not take action against the third prince and Concubine Yun."

"Wan'er, go back with me, in the future I will definitely treat you like a regular wife, husband and wife are harmonious."

Song Wan lowered her eyes: "Although I am a weak woman, I also know what words and deeds are, and what I say is the same. Since you and I have cut off our friendship, there is no room for maneuver."

"Go back, don't talk about this anymore."

"Yijue..."

Jiang Xingjian said softly: "Without the consent of the patriarchs of the two clans, as long as I don't pursue you for killing me, what's the point?"

"Wan'er, don't get angry with me anymore, come back home with me."

"I won't go back with you. You have the time to linger, why don't you treat the other two aunts in the mansion well."

"Jiang Xingjian, why don't we let each other go?"

"You and I are husband and wife. You are the wife of my Chengyang Hou Mansion's bright matchmaker who is marrying the ancestor's heaven and earth. Why let it go? Wan'er, you are my wife, regardless of life or death."

"In the future, you and I will be a hundred years old, and you will also enter the ancestral grave of my Chengyanghou Mansion and enjoy the incense of my Chengyanghou Mansion, so why let it go?"

Jiang Xingjian pressed his chest to relieve the dull pain from sitting for a long time, and continued: "Now that the overall situation has been settled, it is better for you to go back to the mansion with me at this time than to be sent back by my father-in-law. If you end up being sent back by the mother clan, you How will we maintain the majesty of the matriarch of the Hou Mansion in the future?"

Song Wan grabbed the handkerchief and clenched her teeth angrily.

"I will never treat you like I did before when I return home this time."

Jiang Xingjian looked sincere, and he pressed the sedan chair under him hard to stand up.Song Wan hid back, Jiang Xingjian said: "Wan'er, if you take the initiative to reach out again, I will never let go."

Song Wan was anxious and ashamed when she heard the words, she glared at Jiang Xingjian and pursed her lips in silence.

Jiang Xingjian was about to step forward to embrace Song Wan when he heard a loud bang in the kitchen.

Shen Qianyu smashed the porcelain bowls on the counter, and was waving a spatula in his hand to compare them one by one.

He really couldn't listen to it, and his irritability and anger piled up. If he didn't have a sliver of reason left, he just wanted to rush out and break Jiang Xingjian's other unbroken bones one by one, making him unable to get out of bed for the rest of his life.

This commotion shocked everyone in the courtyard, Jiang Xingjian lowered his eyes and said: "Qi Shun's family said that you are here to have a private meeting with a foreign man, am I..."

As soon as the word "private meeting" came out, Song Wan's eyes widened. She glared at Jiang Xingjian with slanderous anger in her eyes.

"Jin Shu, see off the guests!"

Standing at the side, Jin Shu raised his head instantly, seeing Jiang Xingjian struggling to stand in front of his young lady, stepped forward to say sorry, then wrapped his arms around Jiang Xingjian's waist, strangled him under the armpit, and walked to the bamboo sedan chair He stretched out another hand and dragged the small bamboo sedan chair out.

"Lord Hou, Lord Hou..."

The rough envoy women were shocked by Jinshu's battle and didn't know what to do. They knew that Jiang Xingjian was injured, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

But Jiang Xing Jiankong was skilled in martial arts, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't move at this moment, so he had to be restrained by Jin Shu and sent out of the house.

After leaving the gate of the courtyard, Jinshu gently put Jiang Xingjian down, and seeing the half of the sedan chair inside the door, she raised her foot and kicked it out of the door, and closed the door with a bang.

"Master Hou, are you alright?"

Tao Hong saw that Jiang Xingjian's complexion was pale and piercing, so he hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up and put him into the carriage.

Jiang Xingjian lay in the carriage for a long time before enduring the severe pain all over his body.

He covered his eyes with his hands, and said a little irritably: "There are outsiders in the house, and the heavy breath is definitely not a woman."

"With Wan'er's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to keep a foreigner in the house. The one in the kitchen should be an eunuch."

"Song Yuning's teaming up with Donggong is not a trick of the Song family envoy."

"Who would have thought that the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace would hide so deeply..."

Jiang Xingjian frowned and endured the pain and said: "Notify the empress to let her guard against the prince of the East Palace, and also take care of the thousand years, especially the maids and eunuchs in the palace."

The eldest prince died suddenly, and the imperial doctor said he died of serious injuries.

But Jiang Xingjian didn't believe it would be such a coincidence that the eldest prince who had an old grudge with him suddenly disappeared just after there was movement in the East Palace?

No one has noticed this person for many years, which can only show that the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace has hidden means far more powerful than they imagined.

Jiang Xingjian was restless and inexplicably uneasy.

As soon as he left here, Shen Qianyu came out with a gloomy expression, seeing Song Wan's staring eyes, his heart became more and more resentful.

"I've really wronged my father-in-law."

"Where is Miss Song talking?"

Shen Qianyu frowned, suddenly he didn't like Song Wan's appearance.

The worry in her eyes was still there, but there was still a gentle smile on her face, as if Jiang Xingjian's insult to her had never taken her seriously.

She is used to whitewashing the peace, neither contending nor complaining, neither angry nor angry, and she will always be gentle and soft, holding her hands in a low voice, and walking lightly.

"you……"

Shen Qianyu frowned fiercely, and when he saw Song Wan looking at him with a slight smile, he swallowed the words back.

To put it bluntly, it's too rude.

After a moment of silence, Shen Qianyu said, "Is there any place that needs the help of the prince at Chengyanghou's Mansion?"