Either Rich or Noble

(Main story completed, extras updated daily) Qian Tong, her name a reflection of her, is the daughter of a wealthy Yangzhou merchant.

At her full moon banquet, a fortune teller predicted her ...

Chapter 70 Chapter 70 [VIP]

Chapter 70 Chapter 70 [VIP]

Chapter 70

Song Yunzhi looked in the direction he was talking.

This is a salt field, and lights are indispensable at night. Two ox horn lanterns are hung under the eaves of every courtyard. In the dim light, the two wooden doors of the main house are closed, and there is indeed no light at all in the house.

Wang Zhao pushed open the door to the next room and said, "Prince, please rest first. I'll have someone prepare some water and bring some new mattresses."

Seeing that his black robe was covered with dust, he must have just returned from Lianghuai. Wang Zhao did not ask him why he came here so late. He had probably figured it out these days. Where Qian Qi Niang is, there is no need for any reason for the prince to appear.

Song Yunzhi did not respond.

He tilted his head to stare at the door, his feet stopped outside the threshold, and he was reluctant to step in.

——

In the same yard, you can clearly hear the chirping of birds outside, let alone the sound of people talking through a layer of wooden boards.

Just before the group of people came in, Park Seung-woo watched her hurriedly blow out the lights in the house. At this time, the two of them were trapped in darkness. One of his hands was grabbed, and he felt the tension slowly coming from the girl next to him.

This feeling is indescribably strange.

But it's very uncomfortable.

Park Seung-woo lowered his eyes and looked at her hand holding his arm in the dim light. The hand was getting tighter and tighter. He said helplessly: "Tong'er..." He wanted to ask, how did they get to this point?

It has come to the point where it cannot be seen in public.

That day in Haizhou, she told him that she fell in love with Prince Song, because Prince Song loved her more than he did and was willing to jump off a cliff for her without hesitation.

So why did she think that he loved her so much that he wouldn't jump off a cliff to save her? Or did she think that he was a good-natured person, weak, and the one who should let go, and would willingly let her abandon him?

How long will she wear out the guilt he felt back then?

What if he doesn't want to?

Qian Tong didn't care whether he was willing or not. After he made a sound, he reached out and covered his mouth without hesitation, lowering his voice and whispering in his ear: "Don't make a sound!"

He didn't know how good Prince Song's kung fu was. People who are good at kung fu also have good hearing.

Is tonight a good day? Everyone has come to the salt fields. If she had known this would happen, why would she have come a day later?

She had finally obtained the management rights of Yantian Haozi with great difficulty, and no mistakes could be made at this moment.

She knew that doing so was a bit unfair to Park Seung-woo, but she had no choice. It was his fault for not choosing the right date for the wedding. Prince Song also suddenly arrived. She could only whisper to comfort Prince Park: "Bear with it for a moment."

Just for a moment.

After Prince Song had rested, she sent him out.

But Mr. Park, who had always given her face and cooperated with her, was no longer willing to be controlled by her tonight. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her away, and looked up and asked, "Tong'er, why?"

When she gave Mr. Park to Princess Mingfeng, had she ever thought about what kind of situation he would face in the future?

Why would she ask him to cooperate with her when she left him no way out?

Qian Tong couldn't come up with a reason, his head aching, and he started to put forward conditions, "What do you want?"

In the eyes of businessmen, everything can be exchanged for conditions. Park Chengyu didn't know whether this was a good or bad thing, but at this point, she was not the only one calculating. Park Chengyu said, "In Haizhou, I promised you, and it's the same now. Our engagement still stands."

According to Qian Tong's original plan, she really wanted to pretend to be engaged to Mr. Park, and use her "old feelings" for the eldest son to infiltrate the Park family and lend a helping hand to the prince.

In this plan, the best son and the prince are on opposite sides.

But that person was very meticulous and somehow saw through her disguise. He forced her to go to the dungeon and exposed her disguise through the second wife. Now he knew that her engagement with Mr. Park was fake.

The wound on his lip the night before and the tissue-growing ointment on her shoulder were enough to prove that he had feelings for her that shouldn't have been there.

If the stubborn Prince Song knew that the woman he had just kissed was hiding her ex-lover in the house, what would he do? He would think she was a complete liar.

Maybe he would really kill her with one sword.

Qian Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise, I will help you deal with Princess Mingfeng."

She agreed to him and stopped covering Park Seung-woo's mouth, but she didn't let go either. She continued to hold his shoulders to prevent him from moving, quietly waiting for the sound of the door closing next door.

However, the wait was long over.

After a while, a voice as cold as ice was heard, "Qian Tong, I'm giving you a choice. Either you come out on your own, or I go in."

Qian Tong: ...

Qian Tong's anxious heart finally cooled down.

Song Yunzhi stood in the yard, enduring for a long time before finally convincing himself to give her some dignity. He said, "I'll count to two, two."

Qian Tong had never encountered such a situation before. She did nothing, but she looked like a bad woman who played both sides and deceived people's feelings. She let go of Park Chengyu, fearing that the situation would get out of control later. She appeased everyone and said, "I promised the eldest son that I will not forget. After I go out to calm the prince down, you leave quickly."

Song Yunzhi: "Two."

Fu Yin blocked the door with her body, and was worried for her. She thought to herself that something bad would happen sooner or later. She was not sure if she could stop the prince from rushing in. She lost her voice.

With a sound, Qian Tong opened the door in time.

The prince stood under the dim light at night, his face cold, looking at her with a clenched fist on one side, which showed his upbringing.

Qian Tong moved towards him step by step.

I walked up to him, not daring to look him in the eye, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Her tone was gentle, no longer calling him the prince, nor addressing him by name. One could hear the ambiguity and intimacy hidden in her tone that belonged only to the two of them.

But this change alone couldn't erase the shock she had brought to him tonight. Song Yunzhi's expression remained unchanged, his voice trembling with anger. "What would you have done if I hadn't come?"

Spend the night chatting with Mr. Park by candlelight?

She was the one who kept saying that she didn't like Park Seung-woo and that her relationship with him had already ended. She was also the one who secretly met with Park Seung-woo in this remote salt field.

If he hadn't come tonight, what would have happened to them here? Or was she so meticulous that everything she did was to deceive him?

His eyes were filled with pain that he himself was not aware of. He looked at the girl who stood before him with her forehead lowered, feeling guilty and not even having the courage to look at him. He did not give her a chance to get away with it. He wanted to hear her say in person, "Answer me!"

What else can I do?

How could Qian Tong have known that Young Master Park would be coming? Now she was caught in a dilemma between two people for no reason. She couldn't let them fight. Would Park Chengyu still have a chance to survive?

She finally looked up at him, "It's not what you think."

"What's going on?" Song Yunzhi knew what she would say. He didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore. He said, "You don't have to use sweet words to fool me. I only ask you one question, and you answer truthfully."

What do you want to ask?

Park Seung-woo is inside, can she answer clearly?

It was superfluous to say anything at this moment. Qian Tong didn't wait for him to ask, but walked forward with open arms, giving him the choice he wanted. He gently hugged his waist, rested his head on his chest, and said softly, "Let him go, I'll give you an explanation."

Song Yunzhi didn't move.

Qian Tong's face was right next to his rapidly beating heart. He tore open the window paper between them and asked, "Do you have any more of the regenerating ointment? Please help me apply it again later, Prince."

The night was quiet, and a hazy light was imprinted on the outline of the young man. The secret guards were hidden in the invisible shadows. No one could see his expression at this moment. Only Qian Tong felt his change, and his body jumped even tighter.

So, it wasn't her who climbed into his bed the night before, nor was it her who kissed him.

Instead, Prince Song lit some soothing incense for her, kissed her while she was asleep, then carried her to his bed and applied tissue-growing ointment on the wound he had stabbed.

Afterwards, Prince Song brought her to the Second Wife for a confrontation, and heard her admit with her own mouth that her engagement with Park Seung-woo was a lie.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, he thought she would question him about what happened at night, but in her mind, Prince Song was actually a self-disciplined and polite gentleman, which caused her to mistake the person she had violated the taboo against.

Prince Song likes her.

He didn't know how shocked she was when she learned the truth.

She likes him, too. Qian Tong raised his head, resting his chin lightly on his chest. He looked fearlessly at the young man whose mind had been consumed by jealousy, and said, "I promise to give you a satisfactory answer."

After a moment's silence, the ice in Prince Song's eyes finally melted away. Qian Tong turned around and wanted to call Park Chengyu out and leave quickly, but when he turned around, he found that Park Chengyu had been standing at the door for a long time.

He was silent, his eyes quietly watching her hugging Prince Song, trying to buy him a chance to leave.

She didn't have to.

When you like someone, there is no distinction between high and low status. Before Song Yunzhi appeared, he had liked her for a long, long time, and no one can erase his past with her.

Including him, Prince Song.

As for why he appeared here, Park Seung-woo had no intention of hiding it from the beginning, and there was no need for him to explain anything to Song Yunzhi. When he saw him at this moment, he was open and honest, bowed and saluted him, "Prince Song."

This was not the first time the two met.

After the second time, he finally recognized him. Song Yunzhi had a blank expression on his face. The usually polite Prince Song did not respond at all tonight.

Mr. Park didn't mind Song Yunzhi's indifference. He walked out from under the eaves and glanced at Qian Tong as he passed by the two of them. "I'm leaving."

Qian Tong hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Wang Zhao rushed over carrying a mattress and met the eldest son of the Park family coming out. He was stunned and didn't understand where he came from.

Mr. Park greeted him politely, "Sir Wang."

When did he come?

After the person walked away, Wang Zhao finally reacted. He hurriedly took a few steps and just as he stepped over the threshold, he saw two people hugging each other tightly in the yard.

Song Yunzhi said, "Let go."

Qian Tong slowly loosened his grip.

Song Yunzhi picked up his steps and walked to the next door.

Wang Zhao didn't know what was going on, but he could easily guess what would happen if Mr. Park showed up. He didn't dare to think about what the situation was like. He gritted his teeth and glared at Qian Tong: "Seventh Lady, you..."

How dare she hide someone in the house...

Qian Tongtou was already angry enough and didn't want to listen to any more scolding, so he reached out and took the quilt from his hand and said, "I'll take it in for him."