Chapter 90

If you can’t speak, don’t speak!

"Mrs. Yang, the wind is strong. Please take the carriage. We can go faster on horseback."

Jiang Zhaoying opened the curtain. Although the carriage was running very fast, it was still a little slow. Time waits for no one. The sooner they see Miss Yang, the sooner she will be safe.

"Can you ride a horse, kid?"

Hearing that Mrs. Yang did not agree immediately, but was concerned about them first, Jiang Zhaoying's eyes softened and she nodded.

"I will."

"Okay, then you guys be careful, Zhaoying, I'll remember this favor."

Then they quickly got off the carriage, changed to big horses, and sped away like an arrow.

The road became more and more remote. The cool breeze from the woods rushed out, scraping on the face like a knife, causing severe pain. The green shadows kept retreating backwards. Jiang Zhaoying frowned, calculated the time, and anxiously whipped the horse hard.

She had to go faster, faster.

The time that Miss Yang was missing was enough for that beast Song Mingji to succeed. If the matter got out, her life would be over.

After running for nearly half an hour, when the horse jumped out of the woods, the view in front of him suddenly became clear.

A medium-sized manor appeared in front of them. When the person guarding the door saw Jiang Zhaoying and Jiang Zhiyu coming, he immediately stepped forward to greet them.

"I am from the Prince's Mansion, Miss Jiang, Master Jiang, please."

Almost in an instant.

Jiang Zhaoying and Jiang Zhiyu slipped off their horses. If the guards hadn't quickly caught them, they would have fallen limply to the ground.

"Walk."

Jiang Zhiyu held Jiang Zhaoying's hand, and the two of them ran quickly inside. The main hall was quiet, but the courtyard of the wing rooms was guarded by guards.

The tip of my heart suddenly felt suspended in tension, and the further I got into the pain, the more uncomfortable it became.

The door of the wing was wide open.

It was quiet inside. Jiang Zhiyu rushed in with red eyes.

"Ms. Yang."

His voice trembled as he called out these three words with difficulty. The curtains fluttered and slowly spread out to both sides. A beautiful figure was sitting on the soft couch not far away.

"Master Jiang."

Yang Pianpian's face was pale, and her originally stiff back softened the moment she saw Jiang Zhiyu, and the sharp aura on her body also dissipated.

Jiang Zhiyu ran to her, looked her up and down, held her hand tremblingly, and then hugged her gently.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

It was all his fault. If he had insisted on accompanying Yang Pianpian to go shopping, this wouldn't have happened.

Or maybe.

If he had gone in to take a look after drinking a pot of tea, or even if he had just gone in to take a look and then come out to wait for her, this kind of thing would not have happened.

Yang Pianpian's body began to tremble violently.

The moment she saw Jiang Zhiyu, all her disguises were torn off, weakness and fear surged up in her, and tears were about to flow out of her eyes.

She could have endured it.

But.

Jiang Zhiyu was unexpectedly different from what she had imagined. She thought Jiang Zhiyu would question her whether she had lost her innocence, or even blame her for not loving herself, or even say that he wanted to cancel the engagement. But he hugged her and said sorry without any doubt.

The tears in my eyes could no longer be held back and burst out.

Jiang Zhaoying rushed into the room and saw them hugging each other.

Jiang Zhiyu patted her back gently and stroked her head gently. Jiang Zhaoying took out a handkerchief from her arms and handed it to her. Jiang Zhiyu gently wiped the tears from her face.

After a while.

Yang Pianpian took a handkerchief and wiped the tears from her face. With red eyes and face, she looked at Jiang Zhiyu and spoke every word very seriously.

"I'm still innocent. I'm still innocent."

Mmmmm.

As he was speaking, a mumbling sound suddenly came from the window.

Turn around and take a look.

Only then did they discover that Song Mingji was tied up and thrown in a corner, with his hair disheveled and his clothes open.

Hearing Yang Pianpian's words, he seemed to be extremely excited and jumped up and ran over here, Jiang Zhaoying said with a cold face.

"Take the thing out of his mouth and let him talk."

The guard took out the rag stuffed in Song Mingji's mouth. Song Mingji immediately rushed over here like crazy, staring at Yang Pianpian and shouting.

"She is already mine, she is mine, she is my wife, I am ready to propose marriage, how can you arrange a marriage behind my back?"

Yang Pianpian's face suddenly lost all color, and when she closed her eyes, pain and despair continued to overflow.

Jiang Zhiyu turned his head.

A pair of fierce eyes looked directly at Song Mingji, and Song Mingji laughed.

"You can't possibly marry a slut, right? I've touched her before, she's mine, Jiang Zhiyu, you can't possibly want someone else's slut, right?"

Mrs. Yang, who rushed in, just heard these words. Her legs went weak and she fell to the ground. The coldness kept rushing into her body from almost all directions. Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter sitting on the couch in despair. She used a lot of effort to get up, rushed over and hugged Yang Pianpian in her arms.

And Jiang Zhiyu.

He stood straight, turned slowly, and picked up a stool as he walked towards Song Mingji.

Jiang Zhaoying was slightly startled and hurried forward to stop him.

"Brother, leave this to me."

"no."

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were red and filled with murderous intent.

"Brother, you have to consider Miss Yang."

The stool in Jiang Zhiyu's hand hit Song Mingji with a bang. Amidst the screams, Jiang Zhiyu said in a cold voice.

"I won't believe anything you say."

After saying.

Jiang Zhiyu returned to Yang Pianpian and held her hand tightly, but Yang Pianpian struggled to prevent him from touching her. She knew that she was no longer qualified.

Madam Yang hurriedly hugged her daughter and coaxed her gently.

"It's okay, it's okay. No matter what happens, you are the best daughter for me and I can support you."

Yang Pianpian buried her face in Mrs. Yang's arms in pain and began to cry.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at her weak appearance, gently pulled her hand and held it tightly.

"Speaking of innocence, I really have no innocence. I was stupid and foolish before, thinking that I would never be able to marry a wife in this life, so... I have a concubine at home. If you dislike me, that's fine."

Speaking of.

Jiang Zhiyu let go of Yang Pianpian and lowered his eyes.

Yang Pianpian was stunned.

She turned away from her mother's arms with tears in her eyes, and seeing Jiang Zhiyu's lonely look, her heart suddenly ached and she said anxiously.

"What are you talking about? How could I dislike you?"

Young masters from ordinary families would have concubines at an early age, but the one he got recently is already very rare and precious.

"only……"

Although Song Mingji didn't really get her, he did kiss her fiercely. Although she struggled desperately, she was still touched by him.

If a person was more chaste, he would have already hit his head against the wall and died, he would not have the face to live in this world.

But she doesn't want to die, she wants to live well.

She couldn't bear to leave Jiang Zhiyu.

The feeling of liking someone is really wonderful. She likes him very much. There is only one Jiang Zhiyu in the world. She can't bear to give up. He is too wonderful.

"Where did he touch you?"

Jiang Zhiyu raised his pretty face and asked Yang Pianpian softly. Yang Pianpian's face turned pale, and she trembled with her hands before she mustered up a lot of courage and pointed to her face and her neck.

Then she pointed at her torn clothes and said hurriedly.

"There's nothing here, really nothing here, I'll protect it with my life."

"kindness."

Jiang Zhiyu took the handkerchief and wiped Yang Pianpian's face and neck. There were some blue marks there, as if she had been pinched. It seemed that she had been bullied badly by Song Mingji. Just thinking about that scene, you can imagine how scared she was.

With heartache in his eyes, Jiang Zhiyu suddenly leaned over and kissed Yang Pianpian on the face, then on her neck.

Then speak to her gently.

"Now that I've touched you, you're mine."

Mrs. Yang had already pushed her daughter out of her arms. Seeing what the two young men were doing, even though she was an experienced person, she couldn't help but blush and quickly turned her head away.

but.

She was delighted in her heart and was extremely happy about Jiang Zhiyu, her future son-in-law.

It is hard to find such a good husband in this world, who is fair and just and loving. If it were someone else, he would have shouted and demanded to cancel the engagement, or even made the matter known to everyone. By then, her daughter would probably have no way out but death.

Yang Pianpian sat there in a daze, her little face flushed with embarrassment.

Song Mingji originally had a smug smile on his face, but when he saw Jiang Zhiyu didn't care, he couldn't help but become jealous and crazy, and rushed up to shout.

"Jiang Zhiyu, everyone says you are a fool. I'm afraid you really are a fool. You have already been defiled, and you still want it. You must be really stupid."

The murderous intent in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes suddenly burst out.

Jiang Zhaoying patted him and said softly.

"Sinan."

Sinan walked in.

Jiang Zhaoying sneered.

Song Mingji looked at her arrogant appearance and said angrily with his head raised.

"You are my sister-in-law. Whatever you do for her, even if you want to intervene, you should quickly arrange for me to marry her."

The marriage partner his mother had originally planned to arrange for him was ruined by Jiang Zhaoying, and he was not happy about it.

Later, Madam Yang took the initiative to show her goodwill. Wasn't it because she liked him and wanted him to be her son-in-law? Now that he has met everyone's wishes, how can it be wrong?

If Yang Pianpian didn't like someone else, he would naturally ask a matchmaker to come and marry her in a grand manner.

But.

Everyone was playing tricks and no one cared about him.

He can only figure it out on his own, is that wrong?

Jiang Zhaoying glanced at Si Nan, who stepped forward and kicked Song Mingji, sending him flying far away. His head hit the table and chair hard, causing Song Mingji to feel so much pain that he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

"Song Mingji."

When he climbed up with his head covered, Jiang Zhaoying looked at him coldly.

"You didn't go anywhere or do anything today."

"You farted."

Song Mingji glared at Jiang Zhaoying and started cursing.

"I'll tell my mother when I get home that a traitor like you should be divorced."

He was so angry that he married such a treacherous bitch who not only ruined his good deeds but also beat him like this. ггИИ

"If you have the guts, beat me to death here today, otherwise I will go out and say that Yang Pianpian and I are already husband and wife."

"good."

Jiang Zhaoying turned her head.

"Are Aunts Taxue and Taxue here?"

“Here I come.”

Jiang Zhaoying reached out and patted Yang Pianpian.

"Then please ask the two aunts to examine Miss Yang."

Madam Yang and Yang Pianpian's eyes welled up with tears of gratitude when they heard this. It couldn't be better to have the two aunts in the palace help to verify the identity. Even if Song Mingji said something nonsense at that time, they would have the confidence.

Then.

The two aunts came in, bowed, and then went to the side room. Within a quarter of an hour, the two aunts came back and bowed.

"Madam, we have examined Miss Yang carefully. There is no sign that she has been touched by anyone. She is innocent."

Song Mingji was about to go crazy after hearing this and he struggled and yelled.

"Nonsense, I touched her, I kissed her."

Aunts Taxue and Tamei turned around and went out together, as if they hadn't heard anything.

Then.

Jiang Zhiyu and Madam Yang also went out together, holding Yang Pianpian's hand. Jiang Zhaoying sat in the main seat, looking at Song Mingji as if he were a dead person.

"Song Mingji, it doesn't matter if you can't speak. I advise you not to speak."

"you……"

Just as Song Mingji was about to roar, Jiang Zhaoying interrupted him and said in a harsh voice.

"Otherwise, you will never be able to speak again in your life."

"How dare you, Jiang Zhaoying, you bitch, how dare you do this to me? I am the legitimate daughter of the Song Marquis's mansion."

"How can you be considered a legitimate child?" Jiang Zhaoying sneered, "You are just a concubine's child. Madam Song only keeps you in front of her for the sake of appearances."

"You are talking nonsense, Jiang Zhaoying, stop saying these useless things. I must marry Yang Pianpian."

He must marry Yang Pianpian, who is also a legitimate child, as a legitimate son, so that his identity will not be shaken. At that time, as long as something happens to Song Chengyu, the entire Song Mansion will be his.

"I said, you don't know Yang Pianpian, let alone have seen her."

"I know her, I have physical contact with her, and she is my wife."

Song Mingji kept repeating this sentence stubbornly as if he was crazy. Jiang Zhaoying took out a packet of medicine powder from her arms and slowly poured it into the tea in front of her.

"Every time I strike, I give the other person a chance. If he catches me, he can survive. But why are some people always as confused as pigs?"

Si Nan took the bowl of tea, walked up to Song Mingji, grabbed his chin and poured it into his mouth.

Song Mingji's eyes widened suddenly and he struggled in disbelief.

But he was no match for Si Nan. When the water choked his mouth and he was forced to swallow it, Song Mingji panicked and wanted to dig his throat.

Si Nan stepped on his hand to prevent him from moving. Song Mingji was shocked and angry, and he wrote on the ground again.

“I can also write…”

Jiang Zhaoying sneered.

"You reminded me."

She stood up, took the dagger handed to her by Si Nan and stabbed it hard into the back of his hand. Song Mingji raised his head and screamed. It was not until this moment that he realized that he could not speak.

He struggled like crazy, with panic in his eyes.

No, no, no.

His hands cannot be destroyed, his throat cannot be damaged, he still wants to make a name for himself and his aunt.

For his sake, his aunt has been living in hiding in the Song Mansion, like a servant, nothing. He said that he would definitely strive to live up to his expectations.

"Song Mingji, you didn't go anywhere and didn't meet anyone, am I right?"

Jiang Zhaoying stepped on his shoulder and asked him coldly. Song Mingji had always been sure that Jiang Zhaoying would not dare to hurt him, so he was so presumptuous. But the facts told him that Jiang Zhaoying not only dared to do so, but also dared to do anything.

Hmm.

He nodded desperately, nodded heavily, and even knelt in front of Jiang Zhaoying.

If he had known this would be the result, he would not have dared to do it even if he had ten times the courage. While struggling, he ordered some tea and wrote on the ground.

"It's Shi Chunyi."

Jiang Zhaoying frowned.

"She said it was your idea, and now you say it was hers?"

Song Mingji shook his head desperately, then continued writing.

"She told me that Miss Yang was trying on clothes and asked if I wanted to marry her and she would help me."

“I see.”

Jiang Zhaoying patted Song Mingji on the shoulder.

"So, you were bewitched by her and did this."

Song Mingji nodded.

Si Nan turned around and wrote down everything Song Mingji had done, and then asked him to sign. After finishing all this, Jiang Zhaoying looked at him sarcastically.

"Song Mingji, believe it or not, in Madam Song's eyes, you are worse than a dog."

Song Mingji was stunned.

Then he shook his head heavily. He didn't believe it. Madam Song had raised him and treated him very well. He also always respected Madam Song as his mother.

"She keeps you just to have a good reputation. If you don't believe me, I'll send you back and you can see for yourself."

Mrs. Song would definitely ignore a mute and a person with disabled hands, but Song Mingji couldn't understand it. When he heard that he was going to be sent back, his eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.

As long as I go back and have my mother's help, I will definitely have a chance to get justice.

Jiang Zhaoying stood up and Sinan immediately arranged everything.

When they left the farm, Yang Pianpian and Madam Yang were already in the carriage. Yang Pianpian's emotions had calmed down, and his eyes turned red when he saw her.

"It's all my fault."

"Those people are too bad. It has nothing to do with you. Song Mingji said that all this was Shi Chunyi's idea. Madam Yang, what are your plans for the Shi family?"

Madam Yang gnashed her teeth in hatred when she heard the word "Shi family", but Lord Yang was not in the capital now, and as a woman she didn't know what to do.

"Zhaoying, I'm going to be honest with you. If you don't give up and are willing to marry us, we will definitely be willing to do so. But this is not because of anything wrong with my daughter. I really like you."

Jiang Zhaoying and Jiang Zhiyu saluted in unison in response.

"Her father is not in the capital. We are the only ones here now. Zhaoying, how do you think we should deal with this matter?"

Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyes to look at Yang Pianpian, Yang Pianpian also looked at Jiang Zhiyu, his eyes were so gentle, so encouraging, and then she spoke.

"The Shi family has swindled a lot of things from our family, and it's time to return them."

Whether it is property or human lives, they should be returned.

She had told her mother a long time ago that kindness does not necessarily bring back kindness, and when it is time to be cruel, one must be crueler than anyone else.

Look up.

She looked towards the village.

Jiang Zhaoying smiled at her, and Yang Pianpian understood instantly and nodded towards Jiang Zhaoying.

"Thank you, Zhaoying."

"You're welcome. To be honest, this was my brother's negligence. He is responsible."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded heavily. It was his fault. He failed to protect Yang Pianpian. It had nothing to do with Yang Pianpian. He bowed deeply to Madam Yang.

"This is my fault, Madam Yang."

"No, no, it has nothing to do with you. Thank you so much for this. I don't know how to thank you enough."

Mrs. Yang waved her hands hurriedly and hugged her daughters tightly. She really didn't know how to express her gratitude to them.

"Mrs. Yang, take Miss Yang back first. Leave everything else to me. Let's just let this matter pass and forget about it."

"good."

Watching their carriage go away, Jiang Zhiyu turned around and spoke to Jiang Zhaoying with his legs limp.

"I have to go to the government office."

After coming out just now, Madam Yang found paper and pen and wrote a document, entrusting him with full authority to handle the affairs of the Shi family and the Yang family. Now that he is the future son-in-law of the Yang family, and with the document and Madam Yang's private seal in hand, it would be difficult for the Shi family to say anything.

After getting on the carriage, Jiang Zhaoying looked at Mrs. Yang's documents and private seal and nodded.

"This Shi family..."

It's so disgusting that I don't know how to describe it.

Jiang Zhaoying showed a strange smile on her face, and after a while she spoke in a deep voice facing the wind.

"I didn't expect that the first person to die in my hands would be her."