Chapter 918: Anger and inability to control oneself
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Qiu Niang blushed violently, and Jiang Wan's playful eyes fell on her, "Qiu Niang, follow me in first."
When she strode in with the shy Qiu Niang, Song Jiuyuan and Song Yi, the master and the servant, turned their heads instantly.
"Wanwan."
Song Jiuyuan took a few steps forward and held Jiang Wan's hand, then looked at Song Yi and said very seriously:
"Qiu Niang is the princess's person, what the king says does not count."
"Princess, I want to marry Qiu Niang. I beg you to grant my wish!"
Song Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and subconsciously hid the wrist that was bitten by Qiu Niang.
Song Jiuyuan noticed it but didn't say anything. But Jiang Wan didn't pay attention to it. Instead, she looked at Qiu Niang on the side.
"Qiu Niang, you know my personality, I don't like to force people.
Even if you are from my yard, I will not make decisions on my own.
It's up to you whether you want to marry him or not!"
After hearing what Jiang Wan said, Song Yi looked at Qiu Niang with sparkling eyes, which made Qiu Niang's cheeks hot.
Her face was red. Women were always shy, so she bowed and did not dare to look Song Yi in the eye.
"It's up to the princess to decide."
This means you are willing. If you don’t want to, just say so.
Song Yi grinned happily, and the usually cold man looked like a fool when he smiled.
"In that case, I will give Qiu Niang to you."
Jiang Wan agreed at first, then said fiercely: "I warn you, don't bully Qiu Niang in the future."
"Don't worry, Princess. I will definitely learn from you and love you more."
Song Yi praised several people in one sentence, and Song Jiuyuan coughed lightly, "You are right.
Go back and prepare the betrothal gifts and get married as soon as possible."
"Thank you, my Lord and my Princess."
"Thank you, my Lord and Princess."
Qiu Niang and Song Yi knelt in front of them together, then looked at each other, turned around and walked away sweetly.
Jiang Wan watched them walk away, and rarely felt worried, "Lu Shui and Qiu Yan are still in Kyoto.
Qiu Niang has to prepare for the wedding, and I have to train someone to help her deal with the following matters."
She has several shops and has a lot of account books.
Qiu Niang really couldn't handle it all by herself.
"Didn't you say you adopted a lot of orphans and picked out the ones you like to train?"
Song Jiuyuan's lips curled up slightly, "My wife, you do everything yourself, and I will feel bad for you."
"You are such a chatterbox."
Jiang Wan burst out laughing, but the smile didn't last for a few seconds before Mu Xiang came hurriedly from outside.
"Master, Miss Fusang fainted from anger."
"What's going on?!"
Jiang Wan was startled and quickly ran towards the guest house. Song Jiuyuan carried the medical box for her.
When the two arrived, the emperor said anxiously: "Sister, go and see Fusang..."
"Did you make her angry?"
Jiang Wan found it curious. Just because Fusang saved him, the emperor shouldn't deliberately make her angry, right?
"No, I don't know what the situation is."
The emperor patted his head in annoyance and said, "I was feeling a little depressed, so I went back to my room to have breakfast.
I heard some noise over here, and when I came over, Fusang had fainted."
He and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other, and they both knew that someone might be unable to hold back any longer.
"Okay, I understand."
Jiang Wan walked quickly into the room, isolated the men outside, and trotted to the couch.
At this moment, Fusang was lying on the couch, obviously fainted. Jiang Wan raised her hand to feel her pulse.
Muxiang carefully prepared silver needles on one side so that they would be ready at any time.
"master."
"It's really a rage."
Jiang Wan checked her left hand and right hand, then checked her eyes and complexion.
Then he took out a silver needle from the silver needle bag and gave Fusang a few injections. After a while, the unconscious Fusang woke up.
"Fusang, how are you feeling?"
Jiang Wan's gentle voice made Fusang stunned, and the next second tears fell like beads from a broken string.
She didn't sob, but stared at the beautiful face, tears sliding down her face one by one, which was so beautiful.
"Muxiang, you go out first."
"Yes, Master."
Although Muxiang was confused, she did not ask any more questions. She could discuss the illness with her junior fellow apprentice.
It was not until they were the only two in the room that Jiang Wan asked Fusang softly.
"Miss Fusang, you were so angry just now that it's not conducive to the recovery of your wound."
"elder sister."
Fuso's voice was soft and chilly, and she wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
"I just thought about some things in the past. It's so painful to be abandoned by your family."
"If you don't want to say it, forget it."
Jiang Wan sighed, "Your body is your own, so take good care of it."
Seeing that she was unwilling to talk, Jiang Wan pulled out the silver needle, put it away carefully and was about to leave.
Fusang suddenly grabbed Jiang Wan's hand and said, "Sister, do you believe that I am not a bad person?"
There was struggle and pain in her eyes, and she didn't look at all lively and happy like someone her age.
Looking at Fusang more closely, Jiang Wan believed that her origins were not simple, and that an ordinary family could not raise such a delicate girl.
“Does it matter whether I believe it or not?”
Jiang Wan smiled calmly. Her target was not her. What was important was whether the outsider believed her.
“I’m not a bad person.”
Fuso pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, sister, for saving me, but I have no control over my life."
When Jiang Wan was silent, Fusang raised her eyes and smiled softly, with tears in her beautiful eyes.
"Sister, you look just like my biological sister."
In the past, her sister always stroked her hair gently and tolerated her mischief and willfulness.
But such good times can never come back.
"Your sister also hopes that you can be happy."
Jiang Wan couldn't say much. After all, Fuso had his own difficulties and didn't trust them.
So Jiang Wan wrote a prescription for nourishing the spirit and asked Muxiang to get the medicine.
The emperor seemed to have calmed down a lot, "Sister, what's going on with Fusang?"
"Relax, it's nothing serious."
Jiang Wan's eyes fell on his face, "She's just a little angry. She looks like she's in pain."
"Perhaps someone has been here."
The emperor's eyes flickered, and he could be soft-hearted for a moment towards the woman he loved.
Once Dafeng or even Jiangshan is endangered, he immediately becomes rational.
"Check it out carefully."
Song Jiuyuan patted his shoulder gently, even though Xiao Ba was still very young.
But Song Jiuyuan wanted to test him, so he did not interfere in Fuso's affairs.
Hearing this, the emperor smiled at Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan to comfort them, "Don't worry, sister. I know my limits."
A chill flashed across his eyes, and Jiang Wan subconsciously thought of the sadness in Fusang's eyes.
Both of them are smart, and it depends on who has the better move in this fight.
After leaving the courtyard, Song Jiuyuan explained to Jiang Wan softly, "I have already sent someone to check Fusang's true identity."
Anyone who can influence the emperor's emotions must have clear origins.
"We need to check."
Jiang Wan nodded slightly. She had complicated feelings towards Fusang, but she would not lose sight of right and wrong when it came to major issues.
The next day was the day to visit the parents' parents. Mrs. Song prepared a lot of gifts for the visit, and when Jiang Wan returned, her courtyard was already filled with them.
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