Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Tian Cheng remembered that Zhao Yiran was her master's mortal enemy, so she suddenly had an idea and ran to her master, pointing to a pancake shop and said:

"Dong, Dong, let's go buy some pancakes to try."

Seeing her unnatural expression, Song Wanyin became suspicious and asked:

"Didn't you just eat? Are you hungry again so soon?"

Tian Cheng tried her best to remain calm, but it gave people the feeling that she was confessing, and she stammered:

“Because, of all things in the world, only delicious food cannot be wasted.

It’s a rare opportunity for us to come out, so we definitely want to try all the local specialties.”

Seeing her standing in front of her like a wall, Song Wanyin tried to go around her several times, but was always blocked by her. She was puzzled and said:

"Sweet Orange, what's wrong with you? I noticed that something is wrong with you now."

Tiancheng really wanted to carry her and run away, but then she thought, they were now women disguised as men, and even if they passed in front of Zhao Yiran, she would not be able to recognize them.

"Boss, I, I'm fine."

Song Wanyin saw her slowly move aside and saw Zhao Yiran's figure at a glance. She glanced to her side and was instantly stunned.

Senior brother? Why is he talking to Zhao Yiran? Are they familiar with each other?

She couldn't help but recall the last time at the General's Mansion, when Zhao Yiran took the initiative to express his feelings to his senior brother when no one was around.

Although my senior brother rejected her at that time, it is hard to say how their relationship would develop later.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if she had lost something she had treasured for a long time, and she felt extremely depressed.

Tiancheng noticed that her master's expression was not right, and thought it was the sequelae of yesterday's hangover, so she hurried forward to support her.

"Boss, why are you so pale?

Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? "

Song Wanyin shook her head gently, not wanting to disturb the atmosphere of their cheerful conversation, and couldn't help but quicken her pace.

Why would senior brother accept Zhao Yiran?

Isn't it that he has never been interested in women, and that is why he has not married yet?

Seeing his master fleeing in panic, Tian Cheng couldn't help but shout:

"Dong, Dongjia, wait for me."

This voice was directly heard by Xiao Jingheng, who had sharp hearing. He raised his cold eyes in surprise, quickly glanced around, and caught a familiar figure in the vast crowd.

Junior sister?

is her.

Xiao Jingheng subconsciously wanted to catch up, but was invited by Zhao Yiran to go to the lake to take a boat ride.

It seems that I have to find an opportunity to explain everything to my junior sister.

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and spring is blooming. It is a great weather for traveling.

In order to prevent the servants from disturbing the two of them from being alone together, Zhao Yiran specially selected two boats, one for them and one for the servants.

Zhao Yiran cherished this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity very much. On the way to the lake, she found the right opportunity and told Ginkgo to quietly do something thrilling.

This matter has its pros and cons, and it does involve an element of gambling.

Once successful, she would naturally marry Xiao Jingheng and become the true wife of the Grand Tutor.

If she fails, her reputation will be ruined and no man will be willing to marry her in this life.

Xiao Jingheng gave Jing Mo and Huai Xi a wink, and they nodded in understanding, turned around and boarded the second boat, protecting their master at all times.

Zhao Yiran lowered her head, her eyes full of spring water, delicate as a bud about to bloom, shyly stretched out a slender jade hand, and whispered:

"Master Taifu, this boat doesn't look stable. Can you help me get on board?"

After she finished speaking, she waited for a long time without any response. She looked up and found that Jamel Xiao had already taken his seat and started to make tea with skillful technique.

At the same time, the boatman's voice was heard:

"Girl, please get on board."

Zhao Yiran withdrew his hand somewhat embarrassedly, and sat down in front of Xiao Jingheng in a pretentious manner, always paying attention to his appearance, and took the initiative to speak:

"Master Taifu, I hope you will not delay your official duties by accompanying me on a boat trip on the lake today?"

Xiao Jingheng handed her one of the brewed teas and said calmly:

"Princess Yiran, please have some tea."

Zhao Yiran's heart was beating fast and she stretched out her slender hand, wanting to touch his slender fingertips, but when she was about to touch them, he quickly retracted his hand, and she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Master Taifu, I heard that you have never been interested in women, it seems that the rumor is wrong.

You just haven’t met someone who’s attractive to you.”

Xiao Jingheng's slender fingertips rested on the edge of the teacup, highlighting the distinct joints of his entire palm and the attractive blue veins.

"That's not a rumor. Today, I am accompanying Princess Yiran on a trip just to apologize."

Zhao Yiran felt as if she had been slapped in the face. After calming down, she smiled again:

"Master Taifu, look at this beautiful natural scenery, coupled with the melodious music coming from afar, it is really refreshing."

Xiao Jingheng slowly stood up and walked to the bow, where he found a gorgeous large ship on which sat seven or eight beautiful women, playing graceful music softly, breaking the tranquility of the lake.

However, he had no time to appreciate the beauty in front of him, as he was deeply worried about Song Wanyin.

She must have seen herself and Zhao Yiran together.

For some reason, he cared very much about Song Wanyin's feelings, fearing that it would cause misunderstanding.

Seeing that he had been standing at the bow with his hands behind his back and had not come in for a long time, Zhao Yiran felt a little unhappy. He stood up shyly and walked to his side, saying in a sarcastic tone:

"I thought there was some beautiful scene that could make the Grand Master so fixated on it, but it turns out there is a beauty on the ship that can be admired from afar.

It’s a pity that these are just prostitutes.”

Xiao Jingheng was keenly aware of her delicate body that kept coming closer to him, and subconsciously dodged backwards.

"Princess Yiran, the wind is strong at the bow, you should go inside and sit first to avoid catching a cold."

Zhao Yiran stretched his neck to look, leaned towards him deliberately, and asked in confusion:

"I want to see what kind of woman can make Master Taifu so infatuated."

Xiao Jingheng frowned, turned around and walked inside, saying coldly:

"In that case, I will go in and rest first."

Zhao Yiran looked at his resolute back. She didn't expect him to remain unmoved. She stared at the lake silently, as if thinking about something.

The lake is still so calm, without any waves?

It seems that we must make the lake surface stir up a thousand waves to make this trip worthwhile.

Just as she lifted her skirt and staggered to get in, suddenly the whole boat began to sway and a huge "splash" of water came from behind.

Then, two black shadows leaped out from the bottom of the lake, waving their shining swords in unison, and landed lightly on the ship.

At the same time, four or five men in black suddenly appeared from the second ship and were fighting with Jing Mo and Huai Xi.

The boatman was so frightened that he dropped his oars and cried out:

"There are pirates!"

With a "splash" sound, the boatman was kicked into the lake by one of the men in black. Fortunately, he could swim and struggled desperately on the surface of the lake.

The other man in black saw that Zhao Yiran was trying to escape, so he pointed the tip of his sword at her vital points and stabbed her fiercely.