Chapter 62

Into his arms

When these four words rushed into her ears, a feeling of nausea rushed straight into her throat. Hatred grew into hard branches in her heart, causing the murderous intent in her eyes to suddenly surge.

Gloomy and cold.

Like a ghost.

She looked at Song Chengyu fiercely, and finally her eyes fell on a certain part of his body, mockingly.

"Song Chengyu, if you dare to touch me, I will make you a eunuch, do you believe it?"

Song Chengyu clenched his fists tightly, rushed forward a few steps, frowned and stared at Jiang Zhaoying. He really didn't understand how the Jiang family taught their daughter.

When women get married, they must obey their husbands, no matter whether their husbands are good or bad, they must be gentle and obedient and do what they are told.

He originally thought.

Since he had lowered himself to take the initiative to ask Jiang Zhaoying to share a room with him, Jiang Zhaoying should have been surprised and touched, and thrown herself into his arms, and at most scolded him a few words and punched him a few times.

Then she couldn't wait to hook him and walk to the bed.

Instead of this kind of hatred that makes you want to cut him into pieces.

"Jiang Zhaoying!"

Song Chengyu gritted his teeth, veins throbbing on his forehead.

The desire to get Jiang Zhaoying deep in his heart seemed to take root and sprout, making him completely angry.

He wanted to prove it to Jiang Zhaoying.

Being with him is such a happy thing, and being tormented by him is such an ecstatic experience.

His eyes fell on Jiang Zhaoying's delicate lips, then on her fair neck, and through her clothes into her charming body with curves in all directions.

The feeling of dry mouth made him uncomfortable.

He then took two steps forward, grabbed Jiang Zhaoying's arm with one hand, held her head with the other hand and tried to kiss her forcefully.

Clang.

The teacups on the table fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Shu Yun and Shu Yu didn't expect that he could be so shameless in front of so many people. They were stunned for a moment, then angrily grabbed the vase and smashed it on the back of Song Chengyu's head.

Si Nan and Feicui also rushed in. Without thinking twice, Si Nan flew into the air and kicked Song Chengyu.

Jiang Zhaoying was about to kick Song Chengyu away, but when she raised her eyes, she saw the four of them rushing towards her like ferocious monsters.

If this really hits.

Song Chengyu would die here on the spot.

She wanted Song Chengyu to die, but not in her hands, otherwise the lives of the four of them would be in danger.

He hurriedly grabbed Song Chengyu's shoulder and took him to the side.

The thing passed by Song Chengyu's cheek and slammed heavily on the table and chair.

Si Nan reacted quickly and flipped backwards to the ground.

Song Chengyu was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking at the mess on the ground, he gasped and smiled smugly.

"You just can't bear to see me get hurt. You obviously have me in your heart."

If it weren't for this, she would have wished she was crushed to death, but she didn't, she saved him.

And you still say you don't love him?

She's just sulking, but she's a little harder to appease.

Jiang Zhaoying stood straight with a hostile look on her face. She found Song Chengyu's self-righteous look really funny.

"Zhao Ying, let's consummate our marriage tonight. From now on, I will only love you and treat you well, okay?"

He must clear Jiang Zhaoying's name tonight, otherwise her body will be taken away by someone else as soon as the banquet starts tomorrow.

Whenever he thought of Jiang Zhaoying crying and screaming under another man, Song Chengyu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

He wouldn't allow that to happen.

"I promise that mother will never embarrass you in the future. What happened in the past is in the past. As long as you don't mind it, we can still be the most loving couple."

As long as he can coax Jiang Zhaoying to consummate the marriage, he is willing to say and do anything.

Jiang Zhaoying turned her head to look out the window, her voice cold.

"roll!"

Seeing that she had no appetite, Song Chengyu became angrier and angrier.

Today she has to do it whether she agrees or not.

He couldn't wait to caress the fair skin under her clothes and suck on the hot temperature.

If you don't accept my toast, I'll have to force you.

Just about to step forward.

A maid appeared at the door.

"Sir, my aunt said her chest is swollen, and I want you to come over and take a look."

Bloating?

When this word popped into his mind, Song Chengyu knew what it meant.

Aunt Su was a woman who knew how to have fun. Not only was she bold, but she was also proactive, and she seduced him to the point where he was completely confused and at a loss as to what to do.

She and Shen Yuefu are two different types.

Shen Yuefu was timid and weak, always needing his protection. On the couch she would always moan delicately, and he would hurt her here and there, which would make him furious, but he dared not rush forward.

But Aunt Su always encouraged him to be as aggressive as possible.

When I was loving Aunt Su before.

She smiled coquettishly and charmingly, took his hand and put it on her chest, saying that it was swollen there and she wanted him to help rub it to feel better.

Song Chengyu immediately became interested, so he helped her rub for a long time, until she collapsed in his arms, and then the fire burned wildly, and the two of them still felt interested until they lay down.

Struggle gradually appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Zhaoying is shameless and these servants are protecting her.

It would be better to go to Aunt Su and vent my anger first.

"My aunt is really in pain, please have mercy on me."

The maid begged softly.

Song Chengyu pushed Jiang Zhaoying away.

"Did you hear me? If you don't beg, someone else will. Jiang Zhaoying, if you don't agree today, don't regret it tomorrow!"

"Get out!"

Jiang Zhaoying's eyebrows jumped slightly, and she scolded coldly.

Song Chengyu kicked the thing in front of him away, turned around and strode away.

Standing in the middle of the room, something flashed in Jiang Zhaoying's eyes.

"Shuyun, send some satin and jewelry to Aunt Su."

Shu Yun frowned slightly, wanting to ask something, but said nothing. She turned around, picked up some things, and went to Aunt Su's side.

Just walked to the gate of the courtyard.

Then I heard Aunt Su's crying voice and the sound of something being pushed down.

The maids were standing guard at the door, their faces red.

Seeing Shu Yun coming, he raised his face with some pride.

Shu Yun didn't say much. He put the things on the table in the yard, said something, and turned to leave.

Return to Kongliu Cottage.

Jiang Zhaoying was wiping Abao's little paws. The little guy ran out of the yard and ran around everywhere. When he came back, he was all black. He had just taken a bath and his body was wet.

“Miss, this servant has also handed Miss Shen a note.”

Shu Yu spoke through gritted teeth.

"Miss Shen has actually sent people over here four or five times, but the prince keeps making excuses. She should be able to walk now, and she will definitely come over tomorrow."

"good."

Jiang Zhaoying smiled.

tomorrow.

That depends on Aunt Su's ability.

Early the next morning, Shu Yun and Shu Yu got up to help Jiang Zhaoying get up.

The Tianqing Building is brightly lit before dawn.

Aunt Yu took care of everything properly and arranged enough servants at the door early to welcome the guests.

original.

Shu Yun prepared for Jiang Zhaoying a Thousand Waters Skirt with ancient patterns of double butterflies and clouds that was as agile as flowing water. When she wore it, it was as agile as flowing water and very eye-catching.

But.

Jiang Zhaoying, however, chose a snow-white long dress and tied her hair into a peony-shaped bun. Apart from two beautiful peonies, there was only a hairpin carved from blood jade.

Walk out of the wing room.

Jiang Zhaoying looked up at the blue sky, spread her arms, and bathed in the faint sunlight.

The white on his body was tinged with a chill in the golden light, mourning for himself in the previous life, and also mourning for his relatives and friends who died in the previous life.

“Miss, Miss Shen was the first to arrive, and she entered the prince’s courtyard as soon as she arrived.”

Jiang Zhaoying smiled gently.

I'm afraid Song Chengyu stayed at Aunt Su's place all night last night and was not in her own yard at all.

With Shen Yuefu's selfish personality of wanting to dominate, she must be angry and anxious. The place will be bustling early in the morning. It depends on whether Song Chengyu has the ability to calm her down.

"Miss, Princess Tingyun and our young master are here."

Hearing that the person she liked was coming, Jiang Zhaoying's eyes were gentle and she hurried out to greet him.

Princess Tingyun was welcomed first, and after arranging the seats, Jiang Zhiyu was welcomed afterwards.

Jiang Zhiyu was tall and slender, dressed in gorgeous clothes. He was smiling because he wanted to see his sister. From afar, he saw a handsome young man walking towards him.

Tingyun was standing in front of a cluster of flowers. She turned her head inadvertently and saw Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Zhaoying walking towards her while talking.

The wind brought the scent of flowers in the air. Tingyun looked at Jiang Zhiyu in a daze, and her face suddenly turned red.

Covering her face.

She quickly hid behind a bunch of flowers and patted her little face to try to calm herself down.

Immediately following.

Mrs. Chen and Miss Chen from the Hanlin Academy, Mrs. Tang and Master Tang from the Ministry of War, Mrs. Qian, the Censor, Mrs. Mei, the matchmaker, and Mrs. Sun from the Grand Tutor's Mansion all brought one of their children and stepped into the Tianqing Garden together, chatting and laughing.

Mrs. Song was greeting the ladies and young ladies. When she saw them, her eyes lit up and she hurriedly led Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan to greet them.

The ladies had discussed this matter earlier and knew what Mrs. Song was planning, so they just maintained basic etiquette.

On the contrary, he was very enthusiastic towards Jiang Zhaoying.

Everyone looked at Jiang Zhaoying as if she were their own daughter.

Miss Chen from the Hanlin Academy had been standing behind Madam Chen. When she heard Young Master Tang's gentle voice greeting everyone, her face turned red and a shy smile appeared on her lips.

Young Master Tang turned around and saw his fiancée's shy and gentle appearance. He was satisfied and turned to look at his servant.

The servant came forward and handed one box to Shu Yun and one box to Miss Chen's maid, and bowed.

"This was picked by my young master himself. It's not a sign of respect. I hope the Crown Prince's wife and Miss Chen like it."

Jiang Zhaoying pursed her lips, and Shu Yun opened it, revealing a snow-white lotus hairpin, which went very well with her snow-white dress today, so she asked Shu Yun to replace her original hairpin.

In Miss Chen's box was a hairpin decorated with rubies and an equally valuable bracelet.

You can see it.

Young Master Tang was very satisfied with this marriage.

"I don't know what Miss Chen likes, so it's a bit random. I'll find out next time and give it to her again."

Young Master Tang spoke in a gentle voice, and Miss Chen hurriedly bowed and said in a low voice with a red face.

"I am very happy. Thank you, Master Tang."

The shy look of little girls made the ladies around her laugh.

Mrs. Song was leading Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan over.

Seeing that their eyes were lingering on Young Master Tang and Miss Chen, his heart sank. He hurriedly led Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan into the team, greeted the ladies with a smile, and then took Song Mingji and Madam Chen by the hand.

"Mrs. Chen, this is my youngest son, Song Mingji, who is very good at studying."

"Mrs. Tang, this is my little daughter, Song Qinghuan. She is very well behaved and is proficient in everything from playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I have put a lot of effort into teaching her."

As she spoke, Mrs. Song kept looking at Young Master Tang and Miss Chen.

The meaning of this word.

It's almost clear without being explained.

Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Chen looked at each other and frowned slightly. It seemed that Jiang Zhaoying was right. This was exactly what Mrs. Song was thinking.

Fortunately, they have already exchanged their marriage certificates, otherwise, it would be really troublesome.

Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Chen stood closer to each other tacitly, then pulled their children together and smiled.

"What the Marquis teaches must be good."

Mrs. Song's eyes suddenly flashed with pride and she nodded.

"The Marquis' Mansion cured the Emperor's headache, which was a great achievement. The Emperor was very appreciative and gave many rewards. Chengyu will soon take over the Marquis' position, Mingji will pass the imperial examination, and Qinghuan has grown up so well. Our Marquis' Mansion will really get better and better."

Jiang Zhaoying listened to Madam Song flattering herself, her beautiful eyes darkened as if a storm was about to come.

Every word Mrs. Song says now is the future she created in the Song Mansion in her previous life.

only.

She brought prosperity to the Song family, but the Song family shot her fatally in the back.

When the ladies nearby heard what Mrs. Song said, their eyebrows slightly changed. One of the ladies came over with her daughter and said with a smile.

"Mrs. Song, the chrysanthemums are in full bloom today. You can tell at a glance that much effort was put into their cultivation."

The person who was speaking was the wife of General Yang Chengming. Their daughter was fourteen years old, which was a good age for discussing marriage.

Yang Pianpian inherited her father's good figure, she is tall and energetic. Standing among the group of young ladies, she is graceful, elegant and charming.

Although the position of General of the Household was not particularly high, he was a close minister of the emperor and was in charge of the imperial guards, so his future was very good.

At a glance.

Miss Yang is a little taller than Song Mingji.

"This is my little girl. She is fourteen years old this year. In addition to playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she also likes to learn some martial arts from her father. She is in very good health."

This is an obvious introduction of wanting to become a relative of Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Chen from the Hanlin Academy and Mrs. Tang from the Ministry of War looked at each other, and Mrs. Mei raised her eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Zhaoying raised her eyes and looked at Miss Yang. Although she was still a little childish, there was a hint of sharpness at the end of her eyebrows. She should be a very good wife of the host family when she grows up.

Several ladies looked at Mrs. Song with smiles. As long as she was willing to respond, there would be hope for this matter.

But Mrs. Song's eyes fell on Miss Chen and Young Master Tang very eagerly and tenderly, as if she wanted to deliberately ignore Mrs. Yang and Miss Yang, and said happily.

"Our children are all first-rate. Mingji wants to marry a gentle and charming wife, and Qinghuan wants to marry a handsome and elegant man. Madam Yang, if you have a good introduction, remember to tell me. Then, I will give you a big red envelope."

After hearing this, the smile on Mrs. Yang's face faded, and she was no longer as enthusiastic as before. She just nodded in response.

"That's natural."

Miss Yang also understood the meaning of Mrs. Song's words, which was that she was dissatisfied with her height and too heroic. Her face turned slightly pale and she took two steps back.

oops.

Who knew that as he stepped back, he accidentally bumped into Jiang Zhiyu who was chasing him.

When turning around hurriedly.

Just in time to see Jiang Zhiyu's handsome and apologetic face, Jiang Zhiyu quickly took a step back and bowed to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I was just in a hurry to talk to my sister, so I bumped into you."

"Whose family are you from?"

Yang Pianpian asked him with a blushing face. When she turned her head after they bumped into each other just now, she smelled the fragrance of Jiang Zhiyu, and even her hair brushed against his tall nose.

"My name is Jiang Zhiyu, the son of the Imperial Observatory."

Yang Pianpian nodded, turned around and saw Jiang Zhaoying standing opposite her. No wonder Jiang Zhiyu bumped into her, so she stepped aside.

"Thank you very much."

Jiang Zhiyu hurriedly ran towards Jiang Zhaoying, and Jiang Zhaoying pulled him and whispered.

"Why are you so reckless?"

Then he turned his head again.

"I'm sorry, Sister Yang, my brother is always so reckless."

"Nothing."

Yang Pianpian shook her head, and Jiang Zhaoying finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was from a military family and would not care about these details. If he was from a civil official's family, he would scold him for several months.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at his sister's eyes and eyebrows, and his whole mood became happy. He adjusted the hairpin on Jiang Zhaoying's head.

"My sister is like a fairy today, very beautiful, I am happy just looking at her."

Jiang Zhaoying looked at his silly look and couldn't help but spoke softly.

"Brother looks good today. This red robe sets off his jade-like skin and makes him look handsome."

It was obvious that Qiangwei had packed this for him. This was the first time I saw my brother wearing a red brocade robe, and it looked really good.

Yang Pianpian looked at the brother and sister with some curiosity. It was rare to see such a good relationship between them.

And behind the bamboo.

Princess Tingyun tilted her head and looked at the scene here, frowning slightly.

Jiang Zhaoying clearly doesn't like her brother, but she acts so hypocritically in front of others, as if they have a very good relationship.

This is so annoying!

He originally wanted to go up and say hello, but feeling angry, Tingyun retracted his head and didn't go.

Miss Yang tidied her clothes and long hair, took a step forward, was slightly startled, looked down, and found that she had stepped on a marriage bag. She hurriedly picked it up and brushed off the dust.

Just as I was about to call Jiang Zhiyu, I found that Jiang Zhiyu had already walked away.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhaoying went up to her and asked.

I don’t know why, but Yang Pianpian suddenly hid the thing in her hand behind her and said playfully.

"Nothing... nothing, Madam Crown Prince."

Jiang Zhaoying smiled at her.

"Have fun then. I'll go arrange the meals in a while. If you need anything, you can ask my maid."

"good."

Yang Pianpian bowed, and as soon as Jiang Zhaoying left, she took out the lucky bag and looked at it, then looked at Jiang Zhiyu's back, with something flashing in her eyes.

soon.

Then a servant came over and invited everyone to the dining hall for dinner.

Far away.

The aroma of delicious food filled the air, and everyone chatted and laughed, following the guidance of the servants and taking their seats.

After some polite exchanges, they started eating.

The chef at Yuhualou has great cooking skills and the food is delicious and tasty. Jiang Zhaoying brought a plate of food from the table to Shuyun and asked them to have a taste.

Eating.

A young lady turned around and said to Song Qinghuan.

"I got my clothes dirty, I need to change."

"I'll take you to the side room to change. It's okay. We have prepared some spare clothes and jewelry."

Song Qinghuan stood up with a smile, turned around and walked towards the side room holding the young lady's hand.

Mrs. Song picked up the wine.

"Thank you for your presence today, old sisters. Let me offer you a toast."

Upon hearing this, the ladies raised their glasses and responded by drinking the wine.

Mrs. Song took a quick look at Jiang Zhaoying while drinking, and a deep coldness flashed in her eyes.

soon.

Jiang Zhaoying could never raise her head in front of her again!