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Soon after, news came that Marquis Song Qiyuan first angrily rebuked his wife Su Luoyan, and then handed the power of managing the family back to the old lady, and placed Su Luoyan under house arrest in the courtyard and did not allow her to leave.

It was also heard that Su Wanran's younger brother, Su Ran, a bastard of the Shangshu Mansion, who was originally going to be sent to serve as an official in the countryside, was retained in Beijing and appointed to the seventh rank in the Hanlin Academy.

Jiang Wanwan was not surprised to hear this news. It was normal for Su Ran to work in the Hanlin Academy. It would have been so if Su Luoyan's mother hadn't stopped her.

Jiang Wanwan's younger brother Jiang Lang has mediocre literary talent. If it weren't for Song Qiyuan's support, he wouldn't even be promoted to the seventh rank, let alone the current position of Yuwenlang of the Ministry of Personnel.

Although Song Qiyuan was a man with different relationships with his friends, he was a humble and discerning person.

Now that we know this, we will naturally not let such talented people go to waste.

"Aunt, there was news from the front yard just now. The Marquis specially asked your brother to come to the Marquis' Mansion to meet you."

When Jiang Wanwan heard this, a smile immediately broke out on her face, and even her eyes, which always unconsciously showed sadness, now showed joy.

Song Qiyuan, who had just returned from court, entered the backyard and took a quick glance. When he saw the delicate and sickly figure, his dark eyes deepened slightly. He stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you standing here in the cold wind?"

Jiang Wanwan, who was standing in the pavilion and watching her feeding the fish not far away, turned around immediately upon hearing this and was pulled up by Song Qiyuan before she could even stand up.

Bi'er immediately spoke up: "When she heard that the Marquis was coming back at this time, Auntie said she wanted to come out to greet him. The imperial physician clearly said that Auntie was too weak to be exposed to the wind. We have tried to persuade her for a long time but she still refused. She needs the Marquis to persuade her more."

Jiang Wanwan seemed a little embarrassed by what was said, her cheeks slightly red, and she gave Bier a reproachful look.

When she looked up into Song Qiyuan's deep black eyes, she whispered with trembling eyelashes: "I just wanted to come and see the Marquis earlier."

Seeing her like this, Song Qiyuan's heart trembled, and his usually indifferent brows seemed to soften: "Since you are weak, you should take better care of yourself. If you want to see me, send someone to let me know and I will come."

He even promised: "As long as you want to see me, I will go and will not keep you waiting."

Jiang Wanwan looked at the man in official uniform with affection in her eyes.

"But I want to thank you personally."

After hearing what she said, Song Qiyuan naturally understood immediately that she was talking about allowing her brother to come to the Marquis' Mansion. He felt distressed and went forward to hug her to block the wind for her.

"It's just a small matter. Why should we be like this?"

But Jiang Wanwan looked sincere: "Maybe it's a small matter in the eyes of the Marquis, but it's a big deal for me. The Marquis has helped me a lot, and I am grateful from the bottom of my heart. All I can do is to accompany the Marquis by his side."

"As long as the Marquis does not despise me, I am willing to stay by your side forever."

Jiang Wanwan pressed her face against Song Qiyuan's chest, and the two of them hugged each other. Just then, pear blossoms from a distance were blown over and fell on them.

Finally, Song Qiyuan carried Jiang Wanwan back to Yaoguang Garden. The gauze curtains on the bed fluttered, and the delicate woman inside was like the heavy pear blossoms outside the window that were overwhelmed by the wind and rain, fragile yet beautiful.

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Looking at the tall and thin figure standing in front of her, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but wipe her face with a handkerchief, tears in her eyes and a smile on her pale face: "It's been a long time since we last met, and you both look like this."

She sobbed softly as she spoke, looking so touching that even her brother Jiang Lang's eyes turned red, with a strange look on his handsome face.

"elder sister."

Song Qiyuan reached out and hugged Jiang Wanwan tightly, patting her back comfortingly, and then nodded to Jiang Lang: "You two siblings finally meet again, you must accompany your sister to have a good chat. I have some official documents to read, so I will leave first."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he turned back to look at Jiang Wanwan, and then gave the space to the two siblings to talk in private.

After making sure that Song Qiyuan had left, Jiang Wanwan gave her brother a brief hug. After they separated, she asked Bier to take the others away, leaving only her brother sitting in the room.

"Sister, are you doing well in the Marquis' Mansion?" Jiang Lang sat at the table, hooking his fingers on the teacup, and asked softly.

After their parents passed away, the closest people in the world are only the two of them, brother and sister. If their father had not been seriously ill, how could Jiang Wanwan have sold herself to the Marquis's Mansion?

Jiang Lang wanted to take his sister away, but after seeing how much the Marquis cherished Jiang Wanwan, he was afraid that it would not be possible.

What's more, his literary talent was not outstanding and he came from a poor family. He was very surprised when he was appointed as the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. After making inquiries, he found out that it was Song Qiyuan's order.

I had originally thought of redeeming my sister before being sent to the countryside to serve as an official. Even if life there would be harder, it would still be better than being a slave.

But now...

Jiang Wanwan knew what her brother was thinking. However, the two siblings could only rely on the Marquis, so she tried to comfort him: "You don't have to worry about me. The Marquis treats me very well. You should do your own thing well, support the Jiang family, and let your parents be honored in the ancestral temple."

Jiang Lang shook his head. He would rather not have this wealth than let Jiang Wanwan fall into danger: "But I heard that the Marquis's methods are cruel, I am afraid that my sister..."

Jiang Wanwan looked calm: "But now I have already entered this mansion and there is no way to leave. As long as you take care of yourself, I will be fine."

As long as Song Qiyuan still likes her, she will be the standard-bearer in the backyard, and she must take the opportunity to fight for more for her brother.

Since Jiang Wanwan discovered that Song Qiyuan truly liked her, although she remained skeptical, her ambition grew. She wanted her brother to revive the Jiang family.

"The Marquis intends to promote you. You must find a way to seize the opportunity so that you can operate with a good reputation."

Even after Jiang Lang left, Jiang Wanwan still looked a little dazed and hadn't come back to her senses.

Song Qiyuan put his arm around her waist and immediately said, "If you miss your brother in the future, just send someone to call him over."

Song Qiyuan then talked about the birthday banquet of Old Madam Song in the Marquis' Mansion. He wanted to ask Jiang Wanwan to host it, but Jiang Wanwan refused on the grounds that she was too weak to endure the fatigue.

"Then let Su Luoyan host it." Song Qiyuan thought for a moment and said casually.

Jiang Wanwan tilted her head and looked at Song Qiyuan, shaking her head and chuckling in disapproval: "How can that be possible? Madam is being punished because she made a mistake. If we ask her to preside over the meeting now, wouldn't it be a violation of the meaning of the punishment?"

"Then Wanwan means..."

Since Jiang Wanwan is not the host, Song Qiyuan doesn't care who is hosting it.

Jiang Wanwan smiled, her eyes full of tenderness as she whispered softly in Song Qiyuan's ear: "In my opinion, Aunt Wan has suffered so much, it would be better to let her host the reception of the ladies, which would be considered as making up for the harm done to her."