The passers-by are vicious

Song Qiyuan carried Jiang Wanwan to the gate of Linjiang Courtyard, but did not go in. Instead, he stopped at the gate and looked at the remote and dilapidated courtyard with an unclear expression.

When he lowered his head, his brows slightly frowned, as if explaining to the person in his arms: "It's cold here, and you are weak. It's not good for your health. You'd better move to Yaoguang Garden."

Yaoguang Garden is one of the largest, most beautiful and magnificent courtyards in the backyard of the Marquis's Mansion. It is as good as Yating Garden where Su Luoyan lives, and is closer to Song Qiyuan's study.

Jiang Wanwan would naturally not refuse a better place to live, and said softly, "Of course I will listen to you, Lord Marquis."

As she spoke, she buried her head in his chest, as if she was too shy to look up, leaving only a pair of autumn-water eyes flashing with calculation.

The effect of the first step now was better than she had expected. She thought that as long as she could leave a slight impression in Song Qiyuan's mind and show a little more sympathy to him, Old Madam Song would see her value and save her life.

Unexpectedly, Song Qiyuan seemed to have taken a liking to her, which made things easier in the future.

Jiang Wanwan didn't come back to her senses until Song Qiyuan carried her into Yaoguang Garden and placed her on the bed in the room.

Song Qiyuan gently put her down and touched her nose with his finger. His cold and handsome face rarely showed some warmth: "Then you go back to the room and wait for me. I'll go see my grandmother and come to see you in the evening." His movements were smooth as if they were already lovers who had been in love for a long time.

Jiang Wanwan responded obediently, looking at the man with eyes as affectionate as autumn water. Seeing that Song Qiyuan did not leave immediately, she took the opportunity to kiss the corner of his lips.

Song Qiyuan's body stiffened at first, and after looking at the somewhat shy sick beauty with deep eyes, he seemed to leave reluctantly.

After making sure that he had left the yard, Jiang Wanwan coughed lightly and got off the bed. With Bier's help, she sat in front of the dressing table and opened the cabinet.

In addition to a few clothes, there were also some exquisite jewelry boxes in the closet. There weren't many pieces of jewelry in the boxes, but each one was very expensive, and it was obvious that the manager had put a lot of thought into it.

Walking to the dressing table, Jiang Wanwan picked up the comb and began to comb her hair. Her hands were very white, and her nails were round and slender. Although her ten jade-like nails were not painted with rouge, they still looked white and tender.

"I guess the Marquis' Mansion must be bustling now, but it's still not enough..."

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After leaving Yaoguang Garden, Song Qiyuan's handsome face, which had originally had a hint of warmth, returned to its usual cold and distant look.

He turned his head slightly, looked at the attendant beside him with cold eyes, and asked in a cold tone: "Is everything arranged?"

The attendant immediately replied respectfully, "Don't worry, my Lord. The people in the courtyard are all carefully selected by me and are absolutely reliable. They are not only agile, but also loyal to you. They will definitely do their best to protect Aunt Jiang... Madam Jiang's safety."

After hearing this, Song Qiyuan's expression eased a little, but he still did not smile at all.

He just nodded slightly to show his approval, and then added: "Be sure to protect her."

Although these words were spoken calmly, the majesty contained in them made the attendant shudder.

He lowered his head and said, "I understand, Lord. Please rest assured! Even if it costs my life, I will definitely protect Madam!"

Song Qiyuan nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked away, leaving the servant standing there, secretly glad that his answer just now was not wrong.

On the surface, Song Qiyuan seemed to be indifferent to the backyard of the marquis's mansion, but secretly he knew everything that went on there.

Even marrying Su Luoyan and Nasu Wanran was just what he wanted, just to please Old Madam Song.

He used to not care about a commotion in the backyard, but now he won’t allow it.

Shoukang Pavilion, where Old Madam Song lives.

Old Madam Song was sitting upright in a chair. Her residence was decorated elegantly and solemnly.

At this time, Song Qiyuan walked in with steady steps, his indifferent and distant face slightly relaxed.

He walked to the table, took the teapot from Nanny Liu, and began to pour tea skillfully.

Old Madam Song held her forehead with her hand, looked at Song Qiyuan kindly, and said softly: "Why do you have the heart to come to see an old man like me today? Don't you find me annoying?"

Song Qiyuan's expression remained calm, without the slightest change.

He put down the teapot without changing his expression, and placed the teacup in front of Old Madam Song with both hands, and replied respectfully: "How has Yuan ever bothered Grandma? It's just that I have been busy with government affairs recently, and I always return home late at night. I am afraid of disturbing Grandma's rest, so I can't come to visit often."

"In that case, it's my fault. I have wronged you." Old Man Song's face was dignified, but there seemed to be a hint of joking in his tone.

"It was Yuan who was unfilial and made my grandmother angry." Song Qiyuan bowed his head respectfully and admitted his mistake.

"You kid!" Old Madam Song glared at him, picked up the teacup, drank a sip of tea, and then sighed: "It's natural that you're busy with the imperial examinations recently. How can I blame you?"

In fact, Old Madam Song did not have any dissatisfaction in her heart, because she knew very well that her grandson Song Qiyuan had always been a filial and sensible person.

All affairs in the Marquis' Mansion have to be supported by him alone. One can imagine the hardships and fatigue involved.

After seeing that Old Madam Song's expression gradually became gentle, Song Qiyuan finally spoke up and said, "I happened to see Aunt Jiang today. My grandson likes her very much. Thank you for taking care of me, grandmother."

Old Madam Song nodded, not surprised, as she had already known about this.

However, the flag that was originally thought to have been scrapped has now come back to life, which surprised Madam Song.

But as for Song Qiyuan who was in high spirits, Old Madam Song naturally would not say anything to stop him. It was undoubtedly good news that her grandson finally had a woman close to him.

Old Madam Song said earnestly, "As long as you like her, it's fine. However, Aunt Jiang is only a concubine after all, so you can just pamper her a little. Now that you are married, only Luo Yan is your legal wife and the mistress of the Marquis's mansion. Husband and wife must live in harmony and respect each other."