The passers-by are vicious

The weather was seldom good, and Jiang Wanwan, who had always hidden in the side yard, passed by the courtyard when she left her wife Su Luoyan's place. Seeing the beautiful blooming pear tree, she couldn't help but go down from the pavilion.

She raised her hand, as if wanting to touch the pear blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard. The sunlight shone through her fingers, softening the edges of her fingers.

But in the eyes of Song Qiyuan, who was about to cross the corridor to return to his study, the hand as delicate as white jade appeared even whiter under the sunlight. The hand, dressed in plain clothes, was as flawless as fine porcelain, yet fragile and easily broken.

Her eyes were as bright and sad as a deep lake, as if the whole woman would disappear in the light in the next moment.

Without his followers asking, Song Qiyuan had already guessed who the woman opposite him was. Apart from Su Luoyan and Su Wanran, there were only two people he had never seen in his backyard.

Among Aunt Zhao and Aunt Jiang, only Aunt Jiang is the daughter of a scholar and is weak and sickly.

Therefore, the person under the pear tree can only be Aunt Jiang, Jiang Wanwan.

Song Qiyuan looked at Jiang Wanwan's graceful figure, the emotions in his eyes were unpredictable.

Because he knew who it was, he did not rush forward, but just stood quietly in the pavilion opposite and watched. His eyes were deep and focused, but his handsome face showed no emotion.

Finally, Jiang Wanwan seemed to be tired. She covered her handkerchief and coughed gently a few times, then prepared to leave with Bier's support.

Just then, Song Qiyuan and his entourage strode to the corner of the pavilion and unexpectedly met the master and servant who had not noticed them.

Jiang Wanwan's eyes met Song Qiyuan's, and both of them were stunned.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Jiang Wanwan had indeed never expected that this marquis would be so handsome, and she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Song Qiyuan was dressed in a black robe, which was low-key but could not hide his luxury. He had a slender body, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a high nose bridge and a face as cold as ice.

His brows were sparse, and his dark and deep eyes were sharp, as if no one could enter his heart.

No wonder Su Luoyan would rather share a husband with her half-sister than marry him.

The reason why Song Qiyuan's handsome face froze was that his heart, which had never been moved, seemed to beat faster the moment he saw Jiang Wanwan's true face.

Her black hair was simply tied up, with only a jade hairpin pinned in her hair. The skin on her neck was as delicate as fine porcelain, her face was as delicate as a lotus, and her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting.

Although she is sick, her figure is graceful when she walks, like a willow swaying in the wind, which makes people can't help but feel pity for her.

This made the usually indifferent Song Qiyuan feel a little uncomfortable. His deep black eyes dimmed slightly. He stepped forward and asked in a hoarse voice, "Just came back from Ya Tingyuan?"

Jiang Wanwan didn't expect that Song Qiyuan didn't even want to call Su Luoyan "Madam", but instead called her "Ya Tingyuan" in a strange and distant tone.

Not only did he not go on the wedding night, he also never went to see Su Luoyan after their marriage. Even Su Wanran, whom he was rumored to like, he only went to sit with her a few times.

It can be seen that this Marquis of Wei Xin, Song Qiyuan, is a cold-hearted person. I don't know whether he is really indifferent or impotent.

Jiang Wanwan didn't care what kind of person Song Qiyuan was. She just wanted to try and see if she could achieve her goal.

"Greetings, Lord Marquis. I just came back from my wife's place."

Jiang Wanwan leaned forward gently, like a willow swaying in the wind, and when she lowered her head, her white neck showed, making her look even more delicate.

Song Qiyuan's expression darkened, and he said calmly, "No need to be polite."

When Jiang Wanwan stood up, her body swayed, as if she was about to fall.

Before Bi'er behind her could hurriedly reach out to help, Jiang Wanwan felt a large hand tightly gripping her waist, and then her eyes flashed and she found herself in Song Qiyuan's arms.

From Jiang Wanwan's perspective, she could only see the man's clear jawline and the protruding curve of his Adam's apple.

Feeling the cold jade in his arms, Song Qiyuan's dark eyes deepened slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "You are so weak, have you seen a doctor?"

The hand that was around Jiang Wanwan's waist couldn't help but soften its grip, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Seeing how attentive he was, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but feel puzzled. Didn't Marquis Song Qiyuan dislike women getting close to him? It was surprising that he was so gentle to her.

Could it be that all these were just rumors, and he was actually a man who was considerate and gentle with women? In that case, the rumor that he had never slept with a woman was not credible.

Fortunately, Jiang Wanwan’s request for favor this time was not for love, but to be able to live a meaningful life.

Jiang Wanwan replied softly: "I have seen it, but it is not easy to cure due to a weak constitution."

Song Qiyuan, unaware that Jiang Wanwan was already suspicious of him, was holding the person in his arms at this moment. His body was slightly stiff, but his strength was gentle enough not to let the person fall.

Smelling the pear fragrance at the tip of his nose, he felt a little unnatural in his heart. He moved his arm slightly: "I'll take you back."

He lowered his eyes to hide the slight ripples in his eyes, and his handsome face had his usual indifferent and distant expression.

Song Qiyuan held Jiang Wanwan steadily in his arms and walked towards Linjiang Courtyard. His steps were steady and unhurried, as if he was taking care of the person in his arms to prevent her from being bumped around.

The moment Song Qiyuan hugged Jiang Wanwan, everyone in the Marquis's mansion knew about it, and they began to realize that Aunt Jiang had caught the Marquis's eye.

Fortunately, she was the first person to win the Marquis's heart. The steward of Linjiang Courtyard, who was originally unwilling to pay attention to her, immediately sent people to deliver things to the courtyard like a cat that smelled blood.

When Su Wanran learned the news, she was concentrating on arranging flowers.

Just when she was about to complete the last step, she could no longer suppress her anger and regret, and broke the branch in her hand.

Su Wanran deeply regretted not taking action in time to get rid of Jiang Wanwan.

You know, Song Qiyuan never lets any woman get close to him.

Even the insignificant feeling between Su Wanran and Song Qiyuan was won by her with great difficulty.

But now, Song Qiyuan actually carried Jiang Wanwan back to the garden without any scruples, which undoubtedly showed that he was concerned about Jiang Wanwan.

When Su Luoyan received the news, her face became terribly ferocious. She seemed to be crazy. She suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed all the neatly arranged jewelry on the dressing table to the ground!

These expensive jewels were instantly scattered all over the ground, making crisp collision sounds.

"Bitch! They are all bitches!" Su Luoyan cursed with gritted teeth, with anger and resentment flashing in her eyes.

Originally, Su Luoyan planned to get rid of Jiang Wanwan, this annoying woman, in a few days.

But who could have expected that Jiang Wanwan would actually meet the Marquis at this critical juncture.

This sudden change means that if someone wants to take action against Jiang Wanwan again, I'm afraid even Old Madam Song will not stand idly by.

Nanny Kong, who had always been with Su Luoyan and was married off as a dowry by the Shangshu's wife, was also shocked when she heard the news.

But when she saw Su Luoyan in such a crazy state, she immediately comforted her softly: "Madam, please calm down and take care of yourself. The Marquis may just feel pity for Madam Jiang's weak body, so he carried her back to the courtyard. It doesn't mean that the Marquis loves her so much."

Su Luoyan's expression indeed eased slightly after hearing this, but it was still ugly.

Seeing this, Madam Kong continued to persuade her, "Besides, you are the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion. If you want to punish a concubine, it will all depend on your words."

Su Luoyan seemed to have calmed down a little. Although she was reckless and spoiled, she was not stupid. She suppressed her annoyance and said, "You are right. As long as I get the indenture of that bitch, she will be under my control."