Quick Transmigration: After Becoming the Male Lead’s White Moonlight, I Realized

However, after waking up, Song Qinian stayed in Cheng Mansion, or to be more precise, in Jiang Wan's yard.

Jiang Wan looked at the person on the couch, her forehead throbbing. "Song Qinian, how long are you going to stay here?"

Fortunately, Cheng Bingwen has been very busy these days, otherwise the two of them would have fought sooner or later.

Although Cheng Bingwen had no feelings for her, as a man, he would never tolerate a man staying in his house like this for the sake of his dignity. Moreover, Song Qinian was in such a state now, and he hoped he would not be beaten to death.

Song Qinian glanced at the man who was obviously impatient and put his hand on his shoulder: "Ahem... Alas... In that case, I'll go back first."

Seeing this, Xiao Tao immediately stepped forward and said to Jiang Wan disapprovingly, "Miss, General Song is still injured. Please give him two more days."

Xiao Tao is now extremely kind to Song Qinian. She originally thought that General Song and the young lady were a perfect match, not to mention that General Song was injured for the young lady.

General Song's thoughts couldn't be more obvious. Xiao Tao wanted to pack up Jiang Wan and send her to the general's mansion immediately.

As soon as Xiaotao finished speaking, Song Qinian immediately gave her an admiring look.

This little girl is pretty good, he will definitely reward her later.

Xiao Tao was delighted to receive the affirmation and nodded secretly, determined to persuade her young lady to be with General Song.

Jiang Wan: ...

One is an actor and the other is a supporting actor.

She was really tired, as she could hear this kind of conversation almost every day.

She really didn't know what kind of magic potion Song Qinian had given Xiaotao, and he treated Xiaotao better than herself.

Seeing her like this, Song Qinian smiled and continued to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

He stayed there for several more days before being persuaded to leave by Li Huaijin, who could no longer bear to watch.

Song Qinian returned to the Song Mansion with a sour face.

But as soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by Fan Yin.

"stop!"

Fan Yin's face turned pale. "You bastard, you haven't been seen since the Spring Hunt, and now you still think of coming back?"

Miss Yutang had lived in the mansion for a long time, and she had only met him once that day.

Besides, even after such a big thing happened, he still went out to fool around.

Fan Yutang, who was standing by, glanced at Song Qinian with disapproval: "Cousin, don't you know that your aunt has been talking about you every day these days? If she doesn't like Yutang, there's no need to do this."

Fan Yutang was so frustrated that he had been living in the Song Mansion for almost a month with a thick face. Not to mention talking to her, even meeting her was a luxury.

Song Qinian took a look and sneered, "You're really shameless."

What does it have to do with her whether he returns home or not? Besides, he is busy bringing his wife home.

Seeing this, Fan Yin's face froze in embarrassment, and she angrily yelled at Song Qinian, "You bastard."

But Song Qinian had already gone far away.

Fan Yin sighed, looked at Fan Yutang who was suffering from the shock, and tried to comfort him helplessly.

these days.

Thanks to the prince, the Cheng Mansion was crowded with people.

Cheng Bingwen's eyes gradually became more smiling, and he walked towards Jiang Wan's yard at a brisk pace.

At this moment, a person who had never stepped into the yard appeared in Jiang Wan's room.

Jiang Wan looked at the person beside her in surprise: "Qingyu, have you decided?"

She had seen it all over the years, so she couldn't believe that Qingyu, who regarded Cheng Bingwen as more important than herself, would actually leave him on her own initiative.

Seeing Jiang Wan's surprised expression, Qingyu gave a bitter smile, "If he was truly my beloved, why would I have gone to such lengths?"

He didn't lose to the world, he just lost to people's hearts.

Qingyu then stood up and knelt before Jiang Wan: "I just hope Miss Jiang can help me and let me leave."

Jiang Wan hurried forward to help him up: "No need to do that, I will help you prepare it."

Hearing this, Qingyu looked at Jiang Wan gratefully and said, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."

But at this moment, Xiao Tao's voice rang out from outside the house: "Sir, the young lady has instructed us not to be disturbed today."

Cheng Bingwen's dissatisfied voice immediately came: "This is my Cheng Mansion, is there any place I can't go?"

"Uncle...Uncle!"

Jiang Wan and Qingyu in the room looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

When Cheng Bingwen pushed the door open, he saw Jiang Wan sitting in front of a bronze mirror, wondering what she was thinking about.

Cheng Bingwen looked at the people beside him and smiled, "Jiang Wan, I am no longer the same as before. Why don't you just be content to be the wife of the Cheng family?"

Jiang Wan glanced at him and remained silent.

Cheng Bingwen only looks mature, but in fact he is more childish than that child.

Maybe he has some feelings for himself, but it's more of a case of just persistently comparing himself with Song Qinian. At this moment, he probably doesn't realize that those who truly care about others have long been drifting away from him and a gap has formed between them.

Seeing that Jiang Wan didn't move, Cheng Bingwen placed his hands on his shoulders and said, "What Song Qinian can give you, I can also give you. Am I really inferior to him?"

"You don't have to."

Cheng Bingwen's face darkened, but he spoke again with hope: "Is it because of Qingyu?"

Jiang Wan cursed his stubbornness inwardly. "Cheng Bingwen, you have to understand that this marriage was originally a transaction. We are just using each other. It's just that you just happened to need it."

"Where is Qingyu? He has done so much for you, where do you place Qingyu? Cheng Bingwen, are you worthy of him?"

Cheng Bingwen didn't expect that Jiang Wan also knew all this. His face froze instantly, and after a long silence, he slammed the door and left.

Seeing the person walking away, Jiang Wan immediately stood up to look at the person behind the screen.

"Sapphire..."

Qingyu wiped her tears and forced a smile: "It's nothing, I just made you laugh."

Jiang Wan sighed inwardly: "Don't be sad for this kind of person anymore."

Qingyu nodded: "Thank you, I'll be leaving first."

"it is good."

At night, Li Huaijin brought a woman to the palace wall.

Looking at the person next to him, Li Huaijin coughed lightly: "Miss Meng, I'm sorry."

"It's out of the way."

Li Huaijin stepped forward and put his arm around Meng Qianhe's waist.

Meng Qianhe's body stiffened and she took Li Huaijin's arm, but her face under the veil was obviously different from the usual coldness. Instead, it was flushed and even her breathing was a little disordered.

Li Huaijin naturally noticed it, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

When I see her on weekdays, she always looks like she doesn't want to be approached by strangers. She is mature and calm, but she is still a little girl after all.

Li Huaijin took her away from the palace guards and into the side hall where the emperor was staying.

It was claimed to be placed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but no one expected it to be in such a remote hall. She was supposed to look after the emperor, but the hall was empty.

Only the emperor was left lying on the bed with a pale face.

Li Huaijin looked at the woman beside him and nodded: "Excuse me, Miss Meng."

Meng Qianhe quickly walked forward and reached out to feel the emperor's pulse.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a black pill and fed it to the emperor.

After doing all this, Meng Qianhe looked at Li Huaijin and said, "He's about to wake up. Hurry up."

Then he gave him a black pill and said, "This is what you want. I'll wait for you in the outer hall."

After saying that, he left the inner hall, obviously not interested in what was happening inside.

Li Huaijin looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand and laughed. Then he walked to the emperor's bed and sat down, waiting quietly for the emperor to wake up.

Meng Qianhe went to the outer hall and stood quietly aside.

It’s not that she is not interested, but she knows that curiosity can kill people, not to mention that this is a royal secret.

Sure enough, after a while, the person who had been lying quietly frowned, coughed a few times, and slowly opened his eyes.

His cloudy eyes scanned the surroundings first, and when he saw the person beside the bed, his brows furrowed: "Xiao Wu?"