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

The Earl's Mansion was dead silent, and the cold air around it dropped rapidly, as if one was in an ice cellar.

Gu Qingchen opened his mouth to speak, but saw that the old man was looking away, his face flushed, and the hand holding the teacup was shaking slightly.

Madam Jiang had a gloomy face and said coldly:

"My Lord, the Earl's Mansion will not invite you to have lunch.

Visitors come and see off guests. "

Jiang Lanyue saw that Gu Qingchen had a very unhappy expression on his face and understood that he must be feeling very bad because of such a great humiliation.

"Brother Qingchen, why don't you go back first, I will try to persuade my parents."

If Gu Qingchen hadn't considered that Jiang Lanyue was pregnant with his child, he would not have allowed anyone to trample on his dignity.

Recalling the time when he personally went to the Taiwei Mansion to propose marriage, although the Taiwei was in a high position of power, he was a kind and amiable person and never looked down on him.

Instead, he believes that he will be a dark horse in the future.

The Earl's Mansion is totally inferior to the Grand Marshal's Mansion, yet it is still so arrogant.

The humiliation he suffered today will be repaid tenfold or a hundredfold one day!

Gu Qingchen hit a wall and had to return in disappointment. Before leaving, he reluctantly said:

"Lan Yue, you can rest assured and take care of your baby at home.

When I am better from my injury, I will collect the gifts and marry you in a grand ceremony."

Jiang Lanyue felt warm in her heart and nodded very touchedly:

"Brother Qingchen, I believe in you and I am willing to wait for you.

My parents didn't mean to target you, but they just wanted to put some pressure on you.

Don’t take it to heart.”

She had a different purpose for returning home this time, as the matter was of great importance and not a single bit of it could be leaked.

Gu Qingchen walked out of the door dejectedly.

It was cold and the roads were slippery. When Wu Hou's car was going down the stairs, the wheels slipped, causing him and the car to fall into the snow.

He had a mouthful of snow and angrily punched the snow a few times.

"For God's sake, even you are against me!"

At this moment, Song Wanyin's cold face flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously told himself that she was the last straw.

In the Green Bamboo Garden, green smoke rises from the green-glazed lotus-shaped incense burner, exuding a tranquil and far-reaching atmosphere.

Song Wanyin leaned back on the mahogany chaise longue with her eyes closed, enjoying Tiancheng's skillful head massage.

At this time, Madam Zhuang came to offer her courtesy again and brought a bowl of lotus root, yam and pork ribs soup.

"Madam, this is what I spent a whole hour cooking. It is fragrant and has high nutritional value."

Song Wanyin noticed that when she was holding the bowl, her right arm was obviously weak.

Ever since she came back from the temple that day, Madam Zhuang has been haunting her, always trying to please her and acting like a traitor or a thief.

Every time Nanny Zhuang sent her supplements, she would use various excuses and situations to get around it.

It seems that Aunt Zhuang has a strong will and keeps feeding the pigs persistently.

If she didn't eat it, it might arouse Madam Zhuang's suspicion.

Song Wanyin came up with an idea, so she took advantage of the situation and reached out to take the lotus root, yam and pork ribs soup.

"Thank you Madam Zhuang for taking the trouble. The smell of this bowl of soup has already aroused my cravings."

Tiancheng was scratching his head anxiously and was about to try the same trick again, but Song Wanyin gave him a look.

She immediately understood what he meant and had to stay aside obediently, staring at the bowl of dark food anxiously.

Under Madam Zhuang's fixed gaze, Song Wanyin took a sip of the soup, wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk handkerchief, and nodded in praise:

“Madam Zhuang, this soup tastes delicious. The lotus root and yam are soft and tasty, and there is also the rich essence of the pork ribs.

Unexpectedly, your cooking skills have become even better."

Madam Zhuang witnessed her drink a mouthful of soup with her own eyes. A sly look flashed in her eyes and she said with a smile on her face:

"Madam, you are too kind. If you like it, I will make soup for you in different ways in the future."

After Aunt Zhuang left satisfied, Tiancheng became anxious and at a loss.

"Girl, there is something very wrong with this Madam Zhuang, how could you drink the soup she brought to you?

Open your mouth and let me think of a way to help you get the soup out."

Song Wanyin smiled faintly and said:

"It's so disgusting to take out what you drank."

Seeing that she could still laugh, Tian Cheng was so anxious that tears were about to fall:

"Miss, it's already this time, and you're still joking with me?

If anything happens to you, what should I do?"

Song Wanyin spread out the silk handkerchief in her hand like a magic trick. There was a small pool of soup stain on it, just like a plum blossom mark.

"Do you really think I'm stupid? I secretly spit the spoonful of soup I just drank onto this."

Tian Cheng suddenly realized what had happened, and was relieved. She started to cry and laugh:

"Girl, you have become a bad person. I am almost scared to death by you."

After Song Wanyin joked with her for a few words, his eyes darkened and he said:

"Tiancheng, go find Master Biao and tell him that the snake is about to come out of its hole.

Please also tell Bai Shaobo to help me find this person.

Also, give orders immediately for everyone to seal off the Marquis's mansion inside and out.

No one is allowed to come in or out at will, and the door is closed to visitors."

As night falls, everything is silent. A crescent moon appears obscurely behind the clouds, and a dangerous atmosphere hangs in the air.

A black shadow swiftly sneaked into Qingzhu Garden, tiptoed to the bed, and slowly pulled out a dagger that was shining with cold light from behind his waist.

The dim light reflected the eyes behind the black veil. They were sharp and snorted coldly:

"Song Wanyin, once I take your head, I can go back and report."

The man in black raised his knife and stabbed the raised brocade quilt fiercely, causing the fluff to fly, but he found something wrong.

He pulled back the quilt and was surprised to find that there was not Song Wanyin inside, but a square pillow.

Oops, I was fooled!

The man in black turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly a sturdy figure jumped down from the beam, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard head-on.

The friction between the two Thunderbolt axes produced sparks that were like lightning, striking the man in black with force.

The man in black was caught off guard and dodged left and right. Even the dagger in his hand disappeared. He was beaten back step by step.

Biao Ye stared at him with a fierce look, and each move was fast and accurate, hitting the vital points directly:

"How dare you, you bastard, set your sights on my master. I'll kill you if you don't!"

The man in black recognized Mr. Biao at a glance. It was he who had cut his right arm at the temple gate last time.

Fortunately, he was prepared and quickly threw a handful of powdered Ecstasy Powder from his sleeve and escaped through the window.

Mr. Biao has traveled all over the country for decades and is no longer surprised by this kind of hidden weapon attack.

He quickly held his breath and concentrated, blocking several important acupuncture points on his body to prevent the poison from entering his body.

The man in black had already figured out the route to the Marquis's Mansion and thought he could escape unscathed, but suddenly a voice came from behind:

"Where are you fleeing to?"

The man in black turned around in surprise, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him.