Chapter 414 You Don’t Worthy of Calling My Name
Lin Tingfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said helplessly: "If I have nothing to do, I can't look for you?"
Song Yanxi had a cold face and did not answer.
She really couldn't figure out what Lin Tingfeng was trying to do.
Along the way, he frequently found various excuses to get close to her, and after being rejected and leaving, he would come back half a day later.
She even began to wonder if he was satisfied with her scolding him along the way, which was why he had the nerve to come up to her even though he knew he would be scolded.
It's really - disgusting!
Looking at Song Yanxi's expressionless face, Lin Tingfeng sighed and said, "I came to borrow something from you."
"No."
"I haven't even told you what it is yet, do you know?"
Song Yanxi raised her eyes to look at him, with undisguised disgust in her eyes, "As long as General Lin asks, no."
Now she only regretted that she didn't kill him directly at Cuiming Mountain, but instead spared his life and let him disgust her here.
Lin Tingfeng's eyes were full of disappointment. Just as he was about to say something, An San in the carriage suddenly drew out the soft sword from his waist with a "whoosh".
The sword was as thin as a cicada, emitting a terrifying cold light, as if it would take his head in the next moment.
"You!" Lin Tingfeng's face suddenly darkened.
He was about to explode when he saw Song Yanxi's cold gaze pass over him and look straight in a certain direction.
His heart skipped a beat and he immediately turned around, meeting Zhuang Shihan's eyes full of resentment.
Her lips moved slightly, and although no sound came out, he knew she was saying, "Go to hell."
Lin Tingfeng only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, as if he was slapped loudly in the face.
When he passed her carriage just now, he took the trouble to talk to her, and heard from the children that she was clearly still asleep.
Could it be that she was pretending?
Seeing him looking embarrassed and annoyed, as if he had been caught doing something wrong, Zhuang Shihan cursed him as "crazy" and looked away in disgust.
Staring at his flushed face, Song Yanxi reminded him, "We can reach the capital by noon today. If General Lin doesn't hurry up, it will be too late."
Given Zhuang Shihan's personality, she must have been holding a grudge against him after suffering so many injustices along the way.
Seeing that the two of them had not been talking to each other all the way, one could tell with just a flick of the toes that cracks had appeared in their "indestructible" relationship.
If he doesn't think of a solution, he might end up with someone else.
Listening to Song Yanxi's teasing words, Lin Tingfeng's expression changed again and again. He clenched his fists and said, "I'll go to the Princess's Mansion to find you later."
"Don't do that." Song Yanxi's face instantly turned cold as she warned, "If you dare to step into the Princess's Mansion, I won't mind making the General's Mansion famous again in the capital."
Lin Tingfeng's lips moved, "Yan Xi, why would you and I..."
Song Yanxi interrupted him coldly, her eyes full of disgust as she said, "You are not worthy of calling my name."
She took a deep breath and looked towards the Imperial City, her eyes filled with determination. "After meeting His Majesty today, you and I will divorce. From now on, we will go our separate ways, and we will not interfere with each other's marriages."
Hearing this, Lin Tingfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of hurt when he asked: "Yan Xi, are you so disgusted with me?"
Along the way, she treated everyone kindly, and even the lowly groom could occasionally get a smile from her.
But when facing him, even half a word seemed too much to him.
Sometimes he even wondered if killing her husband was not a serious crime punishable by life, would Song Yanxi have wanted to kill him with her own hands?
In fact, the answer is obvious, he just doesn't want to believe it.
He thought that they were husband and wife after all, and he could also feel that when Song Yanxi looked at him on the day of their wedding, there was worry but also undisguised love in her eyes.
He had also seen that kind of look in Shihan's eyes.
As for now...
A hint of cruelty flashed in Lin Tingfeng's eyes.
If Prince Jin had not acted so despicable and used some shady means to coerce her, how could she, a daughter of a prominent family, have done such an indecent thing with him?
Women are not as clear-headed as men. Once they give their body to someone, their heart will naturally lean towards that person.
She had been in poor health since childhood and was brought up in seclusion. She had no idea how treacherous people were outside and was tricked for a moment. He didn't blame her.
If anyone is to blame, it should be Mo Jinchuan, whose scheming and cunning are far superior to hers.
Considering the friendship among the older generation, Song should even call him uncle.
Anyone with any sense of propriety would never do such a thing!
Lin Tingfeng gritted his teeth in hatred, a sweet taste surged in his throat, and a strong murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart.
If Mo Jinchuan were to die, Song would have nowhere to rely on and no family home to return to, so he would be all she would have left.
When he thought of Song Yanxi nestled in his arms, looking at him with pitiful eyes, clutching his clothes tightly and begging her husband to have mercy on her, Lin Tingfeng felt his Adam's apple tighten.
His eyes were red, and he suppressed the evil fire in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Song Yanxi suddenly chuckle.
His intuition told him that what she was about to say would not be anything good.
But he seemed to be addicted. Even though he knew that what was waiting for him was bad words, he still couldn't wait to hear what she had to say.
Even if she was scolding him, it had a different taste when it came out of her mouth.
Song Yanxi looked past him and looked at the young man galloping towards her from a distance. The corners of her lips raised slightly as she said, "Miss An San, that's the brother I told you about.
An San put away his sword and said seriously, "Second Young Master is truly a handsome man."
After saying that, she added, "At this distance, I can see clearly."
Accustomed to this girl's honesty, Song Yanxi smiled and said, "If my brother hears someone praising him, he will definitely eat two more bowls of rice tonight."
An San thought for a moment and said, "The girl is too thin. She should eat more."
Seeing the two chatting as if no one was around, Lin Tingfeng couldn't help but feel angry. He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you going to be so distant with me in front of my brother?"
Although he looked down on his father-in-law who made himself and the Yongchuan Marquisate a laughing stock in the capital because of his favoritism towards his concubine, he was always polite to his brother-in-law.
When the marriage was first decided, Song Xubai was still a young boy who had not yet grown out of his childishness. Whenever he met him, he would respectfully call him "Brother Lin".
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the boy who was not even as tall as his shoulder is now almost as tall as him.
Song has always doted on her younger brother, and he is her only support in her natal family, so she has to do some face-saving work.
Thinking of this, Lin Tingfeng said patiently, "Now that we are near Kyoto, many eyes are watching us. Even if you don't care about our reputation, you should at least consider my younger brother."
He paused, then lowered his voice to remind, "If I remember correctly, I'm sixteen this year."
Respectable families in Beijing would secretly look for someone at this age. If they found someone with good character and family background, they would find someone to match their horoscopes, exchange engagement letters, and decide on the marriage.
Today, the Yongchuan Marquis' Mansion, even though it has borrowed some of the influence of the Princess' Mansion, is still plagued by a lot of troubles. Those with slightly higher status are unwilling to make friends with this marriage.
If she had another divorced sister, she would have no chance of marrying into any prominent family in Beijing.
I believe the Song family can understand this without him saying anything.
Song Huai'en is a ridiculous person. She only has this one brother, and both mother and daughter will have to rely on him for support in the future.
As the eldest sister, how could she not make a plan for him?
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