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

As night falls and dusk shrouds the sky, a crescent moon hangs in the sky, casting a faint moonlight.

Song Wanfeng changed into casual clothes and was bidding farewell to Hua Muxue at the gate.

"Madam, you can rest assured and take good care of the two sons at home. Your sister will accompany you and wait for me to come back."

Hua Muxue showed worry on her face, reluctantly saying:

"Husband, why are you leaving like that? This is too sudden. What happened?"

Song Wanfeng lowered his voice and said:

"Prince Jing has encountered a difficult problem. It is about the prince's party. Jing Heng and I need to step in to solve it."

Hua Muxue was well aware of the turmoil in the court. The Prince's Party and Prince Jing's Party were incompatible and both were vying for the position of crown prince.

"My dear, this journey is dangerous. You must take good care of yourself. The children and I will wait for you to return home."

Song Wanfeng took her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear:

"I will definitely come back safe and sound."

When Song Wanyin learned that his brother and his senior brother were going to take secret action, he quickly packed up some ointments, as well as food and water and sent them over.

"Brother, take all these with you. It's better to be prepared for the worst.

There is no sign at all, no time to prepare, how long will it take for me to come back?"

Song Wanfeng ordered his followers to deliver these things to the carriage, then turned around and said:

“Sister, no one wants this to happen, but there is nothing we can do about it. Jing Heng and I are Prince Jing’s most trusted friends.

I'll leave your sister-in-law and your two nephews to you. I don't know how long it will take, so try to come back as soon as possible."

Song Wanyin hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but speak:

"Brother, please tell my senior brother a message. His old injury has not healed yet. I hope he can take care of himself."

Song Wanfeng nodded with relief, turned around and got on the carriage, waving goodbye:

"After sending you a thousand miles, we must finally say goodbye. Go back quickly and be careful not to catch a cold."

After saying that, the carriage drove away in the twilight, and the sound of horse hooves echoed in the empty and lonely streets.

Song Wanyin and Hua Muxue snuggled up to each other, watching the carriage go farther and farther away until it disappeared into the night.

This trip is likely to be dangerous. The power of the prince's party should not be underestimated. It even alarmed the two main forces of my elder brother and senior brother.

These are the heads of both civil and military departments, with prominent status and position. It seems that Prince Jing has encountered a matter of life and death.

Ever since Song Wanfeng left, Song Wanyin has been a little absent-minded the whole day, knowing very well that they have been helping Prince Jing to ascend the throne of crown prince, and have spared no effort for the peace of the country and the well-being of the people.

In addition to inspecting the shops under his name, checking accounts, and managing business on weekdays, Song Wanyin would also stop by the Taifu Mansion from time to time to take a look.

After the divorce, Xiao Jingheng helped her a lot. No matter whether she was in danger or encountered difficulties, he always appeared at the first time and settled everything for her.

People are all made of flesh and blood. She was not unaware of Xiao Jingheng's sincere devotion, but she did not dare to touch it easily.

After her rebirth, she only thought about revenge and didn't have much regard for love between men and women, often ignoring her true love.

Ten days later, Song Wanfeng finally came back, but this time he brought back shocking news.

At the Taiwei Mansion, Song Wanfeng, unkempt and haggard, handed a fat ceramic doll to Song Wanyin and choked up:

"Sister, Jing Heng asked me to give this to you. He said that this ceramic fat doll looks very similar to you, and he wanted to find an opportunity to give it to you.

Unfortunately, when he was taking action, he was ambushed and shot with a poison needle, and his life or death was in danger.

This matter is of great importance, and I have not yet reported it to Your Majesty..."

Song Wanyin stood there in shock as if struck by a bolt from the blue. She took the fat ceramic doll with trembling hands and shed two lines of tears. She could no longer hear what was said afterwards.

"No, that's impossible. Senior Brother is my father's most proud student. He is blessed by fate. He has survived many disasters and will surely have good fortune in the future.

He will definitely turn danger into safety this time."

Song Wanfeng sighed and said:

"I know you two have had a very good relationship since you were young. No one wants this to happen. You must take good care of yourself."

Hua Muxue couldn't help but sigh:

"This is simply a case of God's envy of talent. Such an outstanding tutor actually..."

Having said this, he noticed that Song Wanyin was in a bad mood and immediately kept silent.

Ever since learning the bad news about Xiao Jingheng, Song Wanyin seemed to have her soul sucked out, and she sat in her dormitory in a daze like a walking corpse.

She sat quietly in front of the window, holding the fat ceramic doll in her hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

Her mind was filled with every detail of her time with Jamel Xiao over the years.

It is a pity that a healthy person is gone in the blink of an eye, without even the chance to say goodbye in person.

Tian Cheng came in with a tray of food and saw that the lunch on the table was untouched. She advised with concern:

"Girl, you should eat a little. The Master's life or death is uncertain. Maybe a miracle will happen.

If you become physically exhausted, what will the master, the lady, and the servants do?"

Song Wanyin had no appetite to eat. This bad news was enough to crush her spirit and made her feel an unprecedented sense of loss.

All day long, he either held the ceramic fat doll and talked to himself, or stared blankly at the sky outside the window.

I couldn't eat, tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, and had no energy at all.

Seeing that she had suddenly lost her energy and spirit, Song Wanfeng and Hua Muxue were very worried about her condition and would come to visit her from time to time.

Hua Muxue stood at the door, looking at Song Wanyin's lonely back, shedding tears with heartache:

"My dear, if my sister continues like this, I'm afraid her eyes will be damaged by crying."

Although Song Wanfeng felt very distressed, some things were hard to say, so he sighed and said:

"This is a knot between them. If we can untie it, lovers will finally get married and everyone will be happy.

In fact, I have long seen that my sister has feelings for Jing Heng, but the two of them are thinking about each other, and no one wants to break this window paper.

As an older brother, I naturally need to help my younger sisters achieve their goals and make more contributions for them for their happiness.”

When Hua Muxue heard this, she was immediately puzzled and said:

"My lord, what do you mean by this?

Is there any news about Master Taifu?"

Song Wanfeng smiled mysteriously and said:

“Of course, but this matter should not be made public because it is a secret between Jing Heng and me.

If Your Majesty had not forced us to get married, we would not have resorted to such a desperate measure.

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders can see things clearly. Only in this way can they completely open their hearts to each other and face their inner feelings.

I hope my sister won’t blame me after she learns the truth.”