Chapter 47 Let's make a bet, dare you?

Jie Changying was so excited that she rode her horse around for a while, but then she remembered that she had come with Si Niannian, so she immediately turned her horse around and tried to ride back.

But when she turned her head, she saw Si Niannian sitting steadily on the horse, and on another tall horse next to her was Jie Ge'an!

Xie Changying's eyes widened involuntarily, and she stammered in disbelief, "When did my Ninth Uncle become so good-tempered?"

Jie Ge'an was actually acting as a protector, personally helping Si Niannian ride a horse!

He actually...

“Go play by yourself if you want to,” Jie Ge’an said casually without even looking at her. “I’ll keep an eye on things here. Be careful.”

Jie Changying nodded, completely bewildered. Before her doubts could fully form, her attention was unexpectedly diverted, and she quickly led her people away.

Once Jie Changying's figure was completely out of sight, Si Niannian idly twirled the reins around her fingertips a few times, then tightened and loosened them, and the highly intelligent horse immediately changed direction.

Jie Ge'an followed too closely.

Although he didn't make any extra moves, Si Niannian inexplicably felt uneasy.

Jie Ge'an didn't follow. He stroked the horse's mane with his large hand and said slowly, "There's no one else here."

In other words, after Jie Changying was sent away, Si Niannian could run away however she wanted.

There's no need to continue pretending to be harmless and timid, and there's no need to worry about giving yourself away.

For the first time, Si Niannian gave him a genuine smile, playing with the riding whip in her hand as she said, "Thank you, Lord Marquis."

She never expected that the first place she could be herself in Yujing would be given to her by Jie Ge'an.

Jie Ge'an smiled enigmatically, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Want to see how long it takes to run from here to the other side?"

Si Niannian looked in the direction he raised his hand, her eyes sharpening.

"Give it a try?" Jie Ge'an said. "If I lose, I can grant you one more request."

"What if the Marquis wins?"

Si Niannian asked softly, "What does the Marquis wish me to do?"

Jie Ge'an pondered for a moment, then lowered his head to conceal the probing look in his eyes, and slowly said, "Answer me one question."

"I only listen to the truth."

Si Niannian pressed the tip of her tongue against the soft flesh of her jaw, asking warily, "About what?"

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with your family."

Jie Ge'an seemed to have guessed what she was worried about, and said jokingly, "We'll talk about the rest after the winner is decided. Want to play?"

What's there to be afraid of?

Si Niannian started riding horses at the age of five and was able to tame wild horses by the age of thirteen.

In terms of riding skills, she was far superior to Xie Changying, who could only frolic in the horse farm.

Seeing her nod, Jie Ge'an smiled, shook the reins in his hand, and said softly, "Then let's begin."

"drive!"

...

"Whoa!"

"quick!"

"Madam, please slow down..."

"Get out of the way!" Madam Song hurriedly pushed away the old woman, Qian Mama, who was trying to help her up. Disregarding her former pride and dignity, she got off the carriage in a panic.

She didn't even wait for the servants to announce her arrival; she ran to the door and said, "I am Madam Song, and I have come to see the Marquis!"

"If the Marquis is not here, you may see the Old Madam!"

"Go quickly and inform them for me!"

She ran away from home secretly; if she doesn't hurry, it might really be too late!

"I hope Madam Song is well."

Jingzhe gave a polite smile and bowed respectfully, saying, "The old lady is not receiving guests today, please go back."

Madam Song forced a smile and stiffly asked, "And what about the Marquis?"

"The Marquis is not here either."

Jingzhe said in a serious tone, "The Marquis left early this morning."

"Then...then I need to see Si Niannian!" Madam Song said anxiously, as if grasping at the last straw. "Si Niannian is staying at the Duke's mansion. I've come to see her!"

Jingzhe sighed inwardly, thinking how prescient Ninth Master truly was. Meeting Madam Song's anxious gaze, she shook her head and said, "The eldest young lady is not here either."

"What?!"

Madam Song unconsciously raised her voice: "How could she not be here?!"

"Don't think that..."

"The eldest young lady went out for a walk with Miss Ying early this morning, accompanied by the Marquis himself."

Jingzhe explained, "Before the Marquis left, he instructed that no matter who came, the old lady in the mansion should be disturbed."

So even if Madam Song came, or even if Lord Song himself came today, we still couldn't let him in.

As if oblivious to her despair, Jingzhe calmly said, "Madam, please return."

"I...I won't leave..."

Madam Song said in despair, "What will happen to Song Mo if I leave?"

Song Mo is about to die!

She originally thought she could buy some more time and figure out a way to save Song Mo no matter what.

However, the Dali Temple surprisingly changed its previous habit of dragging its feet and made a quick and decisive judgment.

Song Mo was sentenced the day before yesterday!

With eighty strokes of the cane and exile to the Northwest, Song Mo would truly die!

Lord Song and Song Chengquan kept it all from her, not letting her know anything!

If she hadn't eavesdropped outside the study last night, she would probably still be in the dark!

Seeing the Duke's mansion as her last lifeline, Madam Song instinctively reached for her bulging purse and tried to stuff it into Jingzhe's hand: "Please help me, go and tell the old lady for me, or you can tell me..."

“Madam,” Jingzhe said with a hint of menace on her face, her expression dark, “I am the Marquis’s personal guard.”

"This is inappropriate to do in public."

"But……"

"mother!"

Song Cheng arrived on horseback, dismounted, and immediately grabbed Madam Song: "What are you doing?!"

Song Mo's crime has been established, yet she dared to openly offer bribes in front of the Duke's mansion!

Isn't the Song family already having enough trouble?!

Madam Song slapped Song Cheng across the face: "Let go of me!"

"If you hadn't refused to find a solution for him, how could Song Mo have..."

"He brought this on himself!" Song Cheng held tightly to the agitated Madam Song, gritting his teeth as he said, "Father has already made it very clear to you, stop making a scene!"

Making Song Mo confess and plead guilty is the best way to stop the damage and is the best course of action for the Song family!

The situation is already set in stone. If any further trouble arises, Song Mo's life will truly be in danger!

"I……"

"Mom Qian!"

Song Cheng angrily said, "Hurry up and help my mother into the carriage!"

"Run!"

Madam Song struggled but was still forcibly shoved into the carriage. Song Cheng quickly composed himself and apologized to Jingzhe, saying, "My mother is not in her right mind and did not mean to offend you."

"I'll take her away right now."

Jingzhe clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said calmly, "Young Master, please take care."

Song Cheng took a deep look at the plaque above the Duke's mansion, and asked with feigned concern, "My younger sister has been bothering you these past few days. I wonder how she is doing?"

"The young lady is doing well."

Upon hearing this, Song Cheng seemed finally relieved, revealing a bitter smile. Before Madam Song could make any more impolite moves, he quickly led her away.

In less than half an hour, the farce that had taken place in front of the Duke's mansion reached the horse farm.

Si Niannian's eyelashes trembled slightly after hearing this, and she looked straight at Jie Ge'an: "You brought me out because of this, Lord Marquis?"

Madam Song loves her son dearly and will definitely not let it go.

As long as she is inside the Duke's mansion, no matter if the other party kneels down or begs and cries, she can put Si Niannian in a dilemma.

If you simply avoid seeing them, you'll naturally avoid this problem.

Jie Ge'an gave a curt "Mmm" without revealing any emotion: "Song Mo will be exiled in three days."

"Before the execution, relatives may visit him."

Si Niannian's gaze slid over the arm hidden under her sleeve, and she said subtly, "There's no need to meet."

From the day Song Mo tried to force her to jump into the water, there was no longer any brother-sister relationship between her and Song Mo.

Si Niannian snapped out of her thoughts, feeling an indescribable sense of frustration, and said sullenly, "I lost."

"What does Your Excellency wish to ask?"

Jie Ge'an truly lived up to his reputation as a fierce general; he was not only skilled at killing but also an excellent horseman.

Si Niannian, true to her word, flicked her whip in the air and said, "Ask away."