Chapter 104

Make her angry

I remember.

The eldest senior brother once said that some people would specifically train their facial expressions, words and actions. Since the woman was an assassin, she must have been strengthened, so anything she wanted to pretend was easy for her.

"Your Highness?"

For a while.

Without waiting for the prince's response, Jiang Zhaoying was stunned for a moment, feeling confused.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is injured.

But right now there was no one serving in the wing room, and Shen Liuguang and Cheng Ting'an had not come back since they left, which was very unreasonable.

When the eyes are slightly lowered.

Jiang Zhaoying found that although the floor was clean and bright, there were still some traces of scrubbing.

A faint smell of blood was coming up from the ground.

Raise your hand.

I placed my palm gently on the Crown Prince's forehead. I found no high fever, so I took his pulse. It was deep but strong, and he didn't sound like someone who was about to die.

cough.

The person on the bed suddenly started coughing. Jiang Zhaoying hurriedly leaned over to check, and felt something was wrong.

There is nothing wrong with getting hurt, but it is not fatal!

Frowned.

The prince slowly opened his eyes, and their eyes met, with an entangled gaze. Jiang Zhaoying quickly looked away, and the prince slowly sat up.

"Are you worried about me?"

Shen Liuguang said.

He wanted to see if Miss Jiang was really worried about his prince, so he played the same trick with Cheng Ting'an. He also wanted to know the result, so he agreed.

It is normal to test each other. He and Jiang Zhaoying are the same type of people and will not trust each other too easily.

but.

The result did not disappoint him. Jiang Zhaoying's worried and flustered look made his heart tighten.

after.

It’s better not to try again.

He didn't like seeing tears in Jiang Zhaoying's eyes.

"sit."

Patted the place next to him.

Jiang Zhaoying turned around with a cold face, walked to the chair and sat down, pointing at the marks on the ground.

"This blood belongs to the assassin, right?"

"kindness."

The prince stood up and walked to sit opposite her. Light slowly came in through the window lattice, making His Royal Highness the Prince look as beautiful as a god.

"Then Cheng Ting'an said that it can't last more than two hours?"

"kindness."

The prince looked a little unnatural. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a shallow wound.

"This is what the assassin left behind. In another two hours, it may all heal."

Jiang Zhaoying raised her long eyelashes, and her beautiful eyes were gradually filled with a hint of anger.

The prince hurriedly picked up the hot tea on the table and when he put it to his lips, his red lips curved into an arc.

Jiang Zhaoying was stunned for a moment.

turn out to be.

When His Highness smiles gently, he is so charming.

Her heart suddenly began to beat like a deer, and Jiang Zhaoying quickly stood up and saluted.

"I'm relieved that Your Highness is okay. I'll go back to the inn to see Madam Zhang first."

I saw her walking in a hurry.

The prince quickly stood up and followed.

"I have already sent someone to look for Madam Zhang's daughter. You don't have to worry."

"knew."

Jiang Zhaoying responded to this and left without looking back.

The cold and ruthless back made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince frown deeply. He turned around and stabbed his eyes fiercely at the pillar not far away.

Behind the pillar.

Shen Liuguang jumped out in panic.

The prince slowly raised his hand and pointed at him.

"Get the board."

Shen Liuguang knelt down in front of the prince with a plop. Cheng Ting'an, who was hiding not far away, burst out laughing.

Ever since he met Miss Jiang, the prince who was as cold as ice seemed different.

"You too."

The prince looked at him coldly and spoke in a deep voice.

Cheng Ting'an covered his mouth tightly, his eyes full of regret, and finally he had no choice but to kneel down and accept the order dejectedly.

He walked while scratching his head in annoyance.

"How much should we take?"

Shen Liuguang punched him.

"You are the only one who talks too much and is good at talking. You made Miss Jiang angry and left. His Highness took out his anger on me."

"What's the point of saying this now?"

Cheng Ting'an covered his painful arm with a look of regret, and said, "Just tell me how many strokes of the stick should I receive?"

If they fight too much, they won’t be able to go out to carry out their missions.

Shen Liuguang looked at him sideways.

"Your Highness didn't specify the quantity. It's the same as taking one stick. Humph."

"That's true, Commander, you are really smart."

When Cheng Ting'an heard this, he immediately smiled with a silly look on his face, which made Shen Liuguang feel a toothache and he reached out to touch his head.

"After so many years, I've only seen you grow in appearance but not in wisdom. It's really pitiful."

"You farted!"

Cheng Ting'an waved away Shen Liuguang's hand and kicked him on the butt. Shen Liuguang was kicked and almost fell out. He turned around and grabbed Cheng Ting'an and threw him over his shoulder.

The father-in-law who was going to carry out the punishment appeared at the gate of the courtyard, watched them fighting, and asked them coldly.

"Are you two commanders here to receive your punishment?"

Being so happy about being beaten, isn't this crazy?

"kindness."

For unknown reasons, the two men lay down on the torture bench happily and waved to Eunuch Yue.

"Come on, one stick each!"

Eunuch Yue was shocked.

"Your Highness will only punish you with one stick? Are you sure?"

Shen Liuguang raised his head.

"Why do you want us to be beaten with ten or a hundred sticks? Eunuch Yue, you won't be allowed to go to Yuhua Tower the day after tomorrow."

They get together once a month, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and all the money they spend on food will be confiscated. This is one of the few happy days they have. When Eunuch Yue heard this, he immediately became timid and hurried forward to say.

"Look at what you said. You know who I am. Of course I am counting on you two to do me the best."

Speaking of.

With a bang, one stick hit Shen Liuguang on the butt, and another stick hit Cheng Ting'an on the body. He put away the sticks and smiled.

"Okay, you two have received your punishment."

Chen Liuguang and Cheng Ting'an stood up as if nothing had happened, turned around and left as if nothing had happened. After leaving the Prince's Mansion, Chen Liuguang ran towards the Fu Ke Lai Inn.

When he entered the room, Mrs. Zhang and Jiang Zhaoying were sitting on the couch. Mrs. Zhang's eyes were red. When she saw him coming, she stood up quickly.

“Guard Shen, is there any news about my daughter?”

"It takes time to find a needle in a haystack."

Jiang Zhaoying handed over a few pages written by Madam Zhang, which were filled with her understanding of the third prince and the fourth princess during this period, their habits and tempers, as well as some small details about the person who took her daughter away.

After Shen Liuguang looked at it, he threw the thing into the fire and turned to talk to Jiang Zhaoying.

"The fourth princess wanted to see Song Chengyu, so she went directly to the Song Mansion without entering the palace."

It's a bold one.

I just don't know if she will still be moved when she sees Song Chengyu like that.

nod.

"Then I'll go back first. I've calculated Miss Zhang's horoscope and found she's alive. You can focus on the northwest direction."

"Know."

Seeing Jiang Zhaoying go out, Shen Liuguang followed her out as well, and followed her until she was about to get on the carriage. Jiang Zhaoying couldn't help but turn around and ask him.

"Do you have something to ask?"

"ah."

Shen Liuguang touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I was just teasing you before. The assassin did take action, but we are experienced fighters. How could we let a little girl like her succeed? So Your Highness was only scratched on the arm. It was our fault. Please don't be angry."

Seeing his eyes flickering left and right and a look of annoyance on his face, Jiang Zhaoying couldn't help but ask him.

"Being beaten?"

"That's for sure."

Shen Liuguang turned around and pulled at the stick marks on his back.

"Twenty sticks."

“You deserve it.”

After saying that, Jiang Zhaoying turned around and got on the carriage, ready to return to the Song Mansion.

Just walked in.

Ziying jumped down from the wall.

"You're back?"

Jiang Zhaoying went forward and Ziying saluted.

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. I have recovered all the things that Prince Song stole."

"Are you hurt?"

Jiang Zhaoying took him into the side room. Shu Yun and Shu Yu came up to serve tea. Ziying smiled.

"Nothing serious."

This robbery was so thrilling and the fight was so enjoyable. Although I was slashed twice, the other party didn't get any good results.

"Then go back and rest. Let the doctor take care of your injuries."

"Send the things I have taken back to Jiang's house first, and let the doctor treat the wounds before returning to rest."

He still had to go back to the Prince's Mansion to report everything before he could rest.

"good."

"By the way, send a letter to Ruogu and ask her to help keep the news of the robbery secret and not let the Fourth Princess hear it too soon."

"I obey your orders."

As soon as Ziying left, Nanny Li came in with soup. Jiang Zhaoying looked at her with gentle eyes and leaned over. Nanny Li handed the soup to her and then spoke.

"A haughty and arrogant girl came to the mansion. She went straight to the room of Prince Song and has not come out until now. Madam Song has sent people to invite you several times to come over."

"Okay, reply. I need to wash up. I'll be there when I'm done."

Nanny Li smiled.

"Then take a hot bath first, wash yourself nice and fragrant, then eat something and have a good sleep. It won't be too late to go there tomorrow."

"good."

Mrs. Song heard that Jiang Zhaoying would come over after finishing her work, so she asked someone to make tea and wait for her. However, she waited until late at night and everyone was about to fall asleep, but no one showed up. Mrs. Song was so angry that she smashed several cups.

The next morning.

Ziying whispered something in Jiang Zhaoying's ear, and Jiang Zhaoying gave the order. Half an hour later, when everyone who should have arrived had arrived, they walked towards Madam Song's yard.

What's strange is.

Mrs. Song hasn't even stood up yet.

Nanny Liu went in and said Jiang Zhaoying had arrived at the door.

"Let her wait outside."

Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and vowed to avenge yesterday's revenge, but who knew that Jiang Zhaoying would walk straight in.

At that time.

The head of the Song clan was lying next to her, and neither of them was wearing anything. Madam Liu and the others were naturally used to it, and sent people to serve them. But suddenly Jiang Zhaoying rushed in, scaring Madam Song so much that she screamed and hurriedly pulled the curtains.

"Get out! Get out!"

Damn it.

I waited for her until late last night, and then made love with Patriarch Song. By the time I fell asleep, it was almost dawn, and I overslept.

Normally no one dared to trespass, but unexpectedly Jiang Zhaoying suddenly broke in.

Jiang Zhaoying ignored her, turned around and walked to the chair and sat down, then... glanced at the bead curtain, and a figure slowly walked out.

It’s the clan leader’s wife!

A gentle and beautiful woman who had never spoken loudly in her life, had never disobeyed her husband, and had been tolerating Madam Song all her life.

"Jiang Zhaoying, I asked you to get out."

It was hard to see clearly through the gauze curtain. Mrs. Song thought that Jiang Zhaoying was standing there disobediently. The clan leader's wife stared at the mosquito net and slowly moved forward step by step with unsteady steps.

"Don't come over here."

Mrs. Song saw the shadow coming forward and subconsciously reached out to grab the mosquito net, but the clan leader's wife also grabbed the mosquito net and tore it hard, and at the same time lifted the quilt off Mrs. Song.

When the two figures appeared in her eyes, the clan leader's wife's face turned pale in an instant.

Even if they were wearing clothes, she could comfort herself that maybe they didn't do anything, but the bruises and purple marks on Mrs. Song's body were telling her.

Not only did they do it, they did it very intensely.

"Rongrong?"

Patriarch Song was so shocked that he almost jumped up. He subconsciously reached out to grab his clothes and put them on himself in a panic.

Mrs. Song was furious, but suddenly she calmed down.

This matter.

She had wanted to do this for a long time. She had wanted to expose it for a long time and didn't want to hide it any longer.

Look up.

She looked at the clan leader's wife with pride.

"We were childhood sweethearts and loved each other. You just came later and took my place."

Tears began to fall from the eyes of the clan leader's wife, and she looked at the clan leader who was still hurriedly putting on his clothes.

"Is she right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you talking about?"

Patriarch Song pushed Madam Song, and when Madam Song saw that he was defending his wife, she immediately became angry.

"Am I wrong? If it weren't for the fact that... I married you instead of the Marquis, and you didn't love her at all, and you married her to continue the family line, what am I wrong about?"

Climb out of bed.

Patriarch Song's face was full of embarrassment. He looked at his wife who had been crying and went forward to hug her.

"Listen to my explanation, Rongrong. This matter is more complicated than you think. I'll go back and explain it to you, okay?"

"Do I need to explain?"

The clan leader's wife wiped her tears, mockery continuing to overflow from her eyes.

"I gave you a chance."

A divorce agreement was slapped on his face. Patriarch Song spread it out and spoke angrily.

"Isn't this nonsense? You are so old, and you still want to divorce? If you don't think about me, you should think about the two children."

"We agree to divorce."

But at this time.

Two voices came from outside. They stood behind the curtain and did not move forward, wanting to give their parents a last bit of dignity, but his son remained firm.

"We agree that father and mother should divorce. If father is unwilling, I will invite all the elders in the clan here to judge the matter."

Patriarch Song's face darkened immediately, and as his anger began to double, he turned and rushed to the curtain, pointing at his son and daughter.

He raised his hand to slap him, but his daughter rushed out and stood in front of her brother with her face upturned.

"If you want to hit me, hit me. It was me who wanted my mother to divorce. Father, don't you think you are so smart? You sleep next to someone else's pillow every day, and you still want us not to find out? Or do you think Madam Song is really a good person, and we can't feel the pride and malice that she always puts in front of us?"

"It seems like you two really have a deep relationship. You can still sleep together after twenty years. Since you really love each other, what's wrong with your mother fulfilling your wish?"

"We don't want a shameful father like you either!"

"you……"

A slap landed on his daughter's face, and Miss Song screamed and fell into her brother's arms. Young Master Song hurriedly hugged his sister and stepped back, with hostility in his eyes.

"Go, ask the elders to come over."

He didn't want to forgive anymore, nor did he want to persuade himself anymore, and he didn't want to... go against Jiang Zhaoying.

"You bastards, what do you two want to do?"

Patriarch Song began to panic. He turned to look at his wife who had a sad but determined face, then looked at his two children who had hatred in their eyes, and then looked at Jiang Zhaoying.

He rushed towards Jiang Zhaoying.

The sword in Sinan's hand suddenly jumped out.

“It’s all you.”

"What about me?" Jiang Zhaoying asked him coldly, "I and Madam Song planned to seize the position of Marquis? Or I and Madam Song committed adultery for twenty years? Or..."

"Shut up."

Patriarch Song was extremely embarrassed by her blunt words.

The feeling of having your face skin torn off and falling heavily to the ground is so uncomfortable and frightening.

"You just wanted the position of Marquis, but it didn't happen to you, so you made so many plans?"

"Patriarch Song, do you want to know why the position of Marquis didn't fall to you?"

It's not just that Lord Song has his shining points, there are other reasons as well.

"You got drunk and humiliated Miss Luo, and Miss Luo jumped into the lake and committed suicide. Do you think no one knows about this?"

Patriarch Song's face turned pale and he said in panic.

"That was because I was drunk. I really didn't know that this incident would have such a big impact on her. Afterwards, I said that I could marry her and be responsible for her."

"If you say so, then every man in the world will humiliate the girl by getting drunk, and then say that you want fame, then I will marry you, that should be fine, right? Do you think this is okay?"

The clan leader's wife turned around abruptly and looked at Clan Leader Song in horror, as if she were looking at a stranger.

As her red lips trembled, she covered her face and cried.

"Cousin...it was me who killed you. It turned out to be me."

No wonder she suddenly fell into the water and died after playing with her cousin. It turns out there was such a thing behind it.

So many years.

She actually showed concern for this creature with a beastly heart in human form.

The clan leader's wife threw the divorce papers in front of him.

"Sign it, or I'll report it to the police. I want justice for my cousin."

"Sign it."

Mrs. Song was determined to go for broke. Since her plan had already been discovered, she decided to take the opportunity to be together openly.

"You said you would marry me in this life and make me your legal wife."

Raise your hand.

The servant handed him the pen, and Patriarch Song knew he had no way out, so he signed his name with gritted teeth.

The clan leader's wife staggered with the divorce papers in her hand. Her two children rushed forward to support her. She cried and laughed.

"It's okay, let's go back to our home."

"kindness."

Young Master Song nodded.

They had secretly bought a house, redecorated it, obtained the divorce papers, and moved their household registration, and everything was done.

"Rongrong."

Seeing that they were really going to leave without hesitation, Patriarch Song felt as if a large part of his heart was hollowed out, and hurriedly chased after them.

Mrs. Song rushed forward and hugged him.

"Let them go. Where can they go? The capital is so small anyway."

Mrs. Song became happy.

Maybe.

It was time for her to prepare to marry the head of the Song clan. After waiting for nearly twenty years, she could finally marry him.

Patriarch Song pushed her away with a cold face, turned around and rushed out.

…

Mrs. Song watched with gritted teeth, and after a while she slightly raised her face and looked at Jiang Zhaoying.

"Want to laugh at me?"

"Didn't you ask me to come?"

Jiang Zhaoying glanced at the window and saw her two aunts, Taxue and Tamei, standing there. They heard everything that happened here clearly and remembered it vividly. Later they would go to the palace to report to the Queen Mother.

"That's right."

Mrs. Song remembered.

"Chengyu's beloved is here, you don't know yet?"

"The one he loves most? Isn't he the one he loves most?"

Jiang Zhaoying looked mocking, and Mrs. Song stood up.

"That girl's status is not something you, a mere daughter of the Imperial Observatory, can compare to. Jiang Zhaoying, you will definitely regret this. Your husband will soon become prosperous, but you have no place in his career. Your position as the principal wife will soon be taken away."

"Then I'll go see where it came from."

Jiang Zhaoying smiled and slowly stood up. Mrs. Song also followed her to Song Chengyu's yard.

Push the door open and go in.

They found that the room had changed overnight. It was as luxurious as it could be. A woman in a luxurious red dress was sitting on the couch, and a doctor was treating Song Chengyu's wound beside the bed.

Raise your eyes.

She saw Jiang Zhaoying.

There was a flash of hostility in her eyes as the Fourth Princess looked at Jiang Zhaoying, and her hostility was instantly released everywhere.

"Princess."

Mrs. Song stepped forward, the Fourth Princess raised her eyebrows and looked at Jiang Zhaoying coldly, and Jiang Zhaoying had no choice but to step forward and salute.

"Meet the Fourth Princess."

"Sit down." The fourth princess pointed to a chair in front of her with a strange smile on her face. "I have a game to play. You came just in time. You can play with me."

Speaking of.

Two maids, one holding water and the other holding paper, placed them on the table next to Jiang Zhaoying. All the papers were soaked in the water, one by one.

The maid picked up one and tried it, and it was intact.

The fourth princess laughed in a very strange way.

"Jiang Zhaoying, this game is very simple. Just stick all these papers on your face. Without my consent, you are not allowed to take any of them off... Do you hear me?"