Bondage

"But Jiang Xing's marriage?"

She had promised the second master of the Jiang family to choose a good marriage for Jiang Xing, and Lin Jiayue had always kept this in mind.

Now that Jiang Xing has reached the age of Ji, he has also reached the age to talk about marriage.

"But which family do you have that you can look up to?"

Lin Jiayue shook her head: "No, I just wanted to ask you about this."

"In the past, I couldn't be the master in the Chengyanghou Mansion, so I thought about finding a good marriage for Jiang Xing in the future. But now that the mansion is up to me, I want Jiang Xing to decide the future."

She looked at Song Wan and smiled helplessly: "Although the two families see each other as relatives, I always feel that it is like a business. We should weigh the pros and cons first. Is it really feasible to have the feelings of the youngest children later? The young couple must live by themselves. If you choose If you make a mistake, you will never turn back.”

"So I asked Jiang Xing, she didn't want to marry."

"You don't know what kind of temperament Aunt Liu is. Jiang Xing managed to live a stable life for a few years, and she doesn't want to leave the Hou Mansion at all."

Especially now that the Hou Mansion is in charge of her, life in the mansion is comfortable and worry-free, which is much better than marrying into someone who doesn't know.

When Jiang Xing told her what she said, Lin Jiayue felt it made sense.

Maybe other people can't understand, but Lin Jiayue can empathize with Jiang Xing.

"I have nothing to disagree with, but I was afraid of delaying Jiang Xing, so I wanted to ask your opinion on this matter."

"Not to marry..."

Song Wan thought for a moment, then smiled softly.

"It is said that a woman obeys her father at home, and obeys her husband when she gets married. Jiang Xing has neither high school nor elder brother. You can make up your mind about this marriage."

"In the past, I thought it was a woman's nature to have children, but when I broadened my horizons, I realized that everyone wants something, and what they want is completely different."

She has not passed half of her life, but she has seen many strange women.

If Jiang Xing can really take responsibility for the path she chooses, and she doesn't feel resentment towards others in the future, then she thinks it is good whether Jiang Xing marries or not.

"People have different faces, and this life shouldn't be the same. If she doesn't want to, that's all."

Lin Jiayue said: "But I am also afraid that pampering her and choosing a path that goes against the world will be hard in the future, and I will have to bear strange looks and be criticized by others."

When Lin Jiayue said this, there was a bit of sadness in Lin Jiayue's heart that no one knew.

She should have been the least afraid of these things, but after seeing the bamboo frame covered with white cloth and seeing the crimson spray all over the courtyard, she was finally afraid.

She was not afraid that she would be tolerated by the world, but she couldn't bear Jiang Xing to suffer.

So she wanted to ask Song Wan.

She felt that in this world, only Song Wan could know what she was talking about and help her find the answer.

"No road in this world is easy to walk."

Song Wan slightly hooked his lips, and his tone was neither urgent nor slow.

"I think that people's pain does not come from other people's eyes, criticism, or being different."

"If the road is difficult, it should also come from your own vacillation."

"Some roads are not easy to walk, but as long as you choose not to listen, not to hear, or to see, you may be sad and have no regrets, and you will be satisfied even if you haven't arrived."

Lin Jiayue widened her eyes in a daze when she heard the words.

If she had heard this in the past, she would have asked Song Wan to repeat it in human terms, but today she suddenly understood.

That's right, if the heart is not bewitched, wavering, or a person who changes from day to day, and only goes for what you want, you probably won't suffer.

I am afraid that I will go to the mountainside and want to go down the mountain, but I will regret it when I go down the mountain, and then I will regret it again when I climb up the mountain.

"I'll go back and ask her. If I'm really not afraid of people's criticism, I'll let her go. At worst, she will have someone she likes in the future, and I'll add more dowry to her and find a good relationship."

"exactly."

Song Wan nodded and responded gently.

Today, they are not the poor puppets who were at the mercy of others and could not break free. Now that they have confidence, why not find the most comfortable way for themselves?

Lin Jiayue smiled and said: "I thought you would let me choose a high school for Jiang Xing to marry, and you have changed a lot."

In her eyes, Song Wan has always been a standardized woman domesticated by the feudal system, but such a woman can actually say that life should not be lived in this way, and that women don't want to get married.

It's really... reasonable and unexpected.

Hearing Lin Jiayue say that she had changed, Song Wan smiled slightly, but said nothing.

"Your Majesty, the spring banquet has begun, do you want to go and have a look?"

"nature."

Song Wan stood up, turned to Lin Jiayue and said, "Let's go together."

The two walked out of Changle Palace, and Lin Jiayue went to find Jiang Xing and Jiang Su.

Shen Qianyu stood at the gate of the palace, grabbed Shen Shiyan who was running around in the courtyard, and held him under his arm.

"Father begs for mercy..."

"Father..."

"Father begging for mercy? Who do you ask for mercy for your father?"

Bringing Shen Shiyan to her eyes with one hand, Shen Qianyu smiled and threw him up on her shoulder.

"You don't think he got all dirty."

Song Wan smiled and pulled out a piece of hay from Shen Qianyu's shoulder, and helped him tidy up the wrinkled skirt.

"What do you think? When will he be clean?"

"You still said?"

Song Wan raised her eyes and glared at him, with anger and a smile in her eyes.

She found someone here to teach Shen Shiyan to behave, but Shen Qianyu accompanied him every day to roll in the mud and bury fruits in the snow.

No matter how busy he is, he still has to play around with Yan Er every day.

Now the father and son are not kings or ministers, and they don't know how many times they have been intervened by the officials.

"There are a lot of people outside today, so don't let him pester you later."

Shen Qianyu responded lightly, and held Song Wan's hand in his palm again.With one arm around Shen Shiyan and Song Wan in the other, he walked towards the imperial garden.

The man's palm was hot, Song Wan lowered his head and looked at it with a smile, then shook it back.

Noticing her movement, Shen Qianyu turned his head and grinned.

"Your Majesty, don't laugh, watch the road under your feet."

"Wan'er is shy, so I don't laugh."

Turning his head away, Shen Qianyu grabbed Song Wan's hand even harder.

Wan'er never believed that his heart would remain unswerving until death, but Shen Qianyu himself knew that the love in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, and it never faded at all.

"Wan'er."

"how?"

"I went back to Changle Palace tonight, how about the two of us watching that famous writer's work together?"

Song Wan's face turned red when she heard the words, and before she could answer, Shen Qianyu said again: "The ones in the indigo package, I showed you last time..."

"Wan'er."

Song Wan pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

However, Shen Qianyu muttered in a low voice over and over again, repeatedly asking if it was okay or not.

"Your Majesty... shut up."

"Then I will take it as your promise."

In front of him was the imperial garden, until he saw the figures of the ministers, Shen Qianyu put away his face full of laughter, and put Shen Shiyan on the ground.

The father and son stood in the shadows, with solemn faces, brushed off the wrinkles on their bodies together, and walked out solemnly.

"The First Prince and His Majesty are really... exactly the same."

Seeing the movements of the two's backs, Heng Zhi couldn't help but smile lightly, but Song Wan looked at the little Shen Shiyan and smiled helplessly.

I don't know when Yan'er was brought up by his father to become the second Shen Qianyu. At a young age, he is used to watching all directions and adapting to changes.

"Your Majesty, this servant will support you."

Heng Zhi stretched out her hand and helped Song Wan into the imperial garden.

As soon as she arrived, she heard three shouts of long live and thousand live in her ears.

Song Wan raised her head, and saw Shen Qianyu holding Shen Shiyan, standing on the high platform and looking back at her, her eyes were full of tenderness.

She couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, her heart overflowing with tenderness.

Lin Jiayue said that she had changed, and she knew it herself.

Outside Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, on the day when Shen Qianyu incarnated as Ji Rong bid farewell to her, the man stood under the moon and looked back at her, his eyes were as bright as stars today, with lingering affection.

At that time, she knew that this person admired her, but she didn't know it herself.

It's just that Song Wan at that time didn't know that the person in front of him would cut through the waves, and walked all the way in front of him, protecting her under his wings.

Walking up to the high platform, Shen Qianyu stretched out his hand very naturally.

Looking at the scarred hand of the man in front of him, Song Wan gently put it on.

As in the past, as in the future.