Chapter 535: This Lady of Yongchuan, She Has Done Enough
"You!" Song Huai'en was furious, but because the two servants didn't dare to step forward, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Princess Huayang is holding a banquet at her mansion next month, and she sent someone to send you an invitation.
You take Baozhu with you to see the world. You two sisters can take this opportunity to cultivate your relationship."
"Sisters?" Song Yanxi curled the corners of her lips, as if she had heard a joke.
She looked at the two servants and asked, "Have you ever heard when my mother gave birth to a sister for me?"
The two of them said in unison: "My Lord, we have never heard of it."
Song Yanxi nodded, looked at the sullen-faced Song Huai'en with interest, and said with a smile: "But you did remind me that while mother is still young, if she wants to give us another brother or sister, she really needs to make plans early."
However, based on her understanding of her mother, she felt that it would be more to her liking to plan every day than to marry another husband she liked and have another child.
She didn't know this before, but when she came back from this expedition, she stopped and walked along the way and found that her mother's branches had already opened all over the country.
Mrs. Luo was right. A woman like her mother would never be willing to be trapped in the backyard.
What belongs to her should be a wider world.
And he, Song Huai'en, was just a small mistake she made in her life journey, which could be forgotten.
Not worth mentioning at all.
When Song Huai'en heard this, he misunderstood.
Thinking of the oath that Lian Niang had asked him to make, he wanted Song Yanxi to give up on this idea.
He promised Lian Niang that he would never touch Yan Qing again and would never have a third child with her.
Lian Niang followed him when she was still young. Over the years, she has lived without any status or reputation but has been content with it.
How could he bear to let her down?
But just as the words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue, Song Huai'en's mind was inexplicably possessed by a glimpse of the street shop a few years ago.
Yan Qing was wearing a purple long dress, which made her look elegant and graceful, and added a touch of indescribable charm.
She seemed to be picking something out, and she was talking about something funny with the person next to her, and she actually started to chuckle.
That smile seemed to brighten up even the gloomy sky.
Everyone who passed by looked at him sideways.
If he had not been married to her and had not given birth to a pair of children, Song Huai'en would probably have suspected that this was some unmarried young lady from some wealthy family.
Time seems to be particularly kind to Yan Qing. After so many years, she still looks the same as she did back then.
So beautiful and dignified.
Even just one glance will be unforgettable.
Song Huai'en couldn't help but wonder why he didn't like Yan Qing?
Yes, she is too ambitious and refuses to settle for the status quo.
She could have been the mistress of a marquis's mansion, living a life of luxury, but she was reluctant to give up her little business, and whenever she talked to him, it was always about the shop accounts.
He married her in order to use the power of the Yan family to advance his career and become a truly powerful prince of Yongchuan.
He is not the useless prince who only knows how to recite poetry and paint, and relies on his old father to have a place in the capital, as others say.
But just when he had managed to win Yan Qing's heart, and before they had even gotten married, his father-in-law resigned from his official position without a word.
He hadn't even informed his future son-in-law in advance.
It was only when he attended someone else's cocktail party that he learned that he had resigned from his official position to go into business.
He still remembers the way those people looked at him.
It was like watching a clown, shouting, "Look, this guy schemed so hard to become the son-in-law of a powerful official, but in the end he has become the son-in-law of a businessman."
The gap is from heaven to hell.
If he had not picked the moon hanging high in the sky, even if it were crushed into mud one day, he would only sigh "what a pity".
But the moon was picked up by him, and before he had time to appreciate it carefully, it suddenly lost its original light.
It turned into an ordinary, even rustic broken bead.
There were people around who kept mocking him.
"You see, some people are born to be worthless. Even a phoenix flying into a nest becomes a free-range chicken."
How could he tolerate this, as proud as Song Huai'en?
If he had not thought that Emperor Xuande still remembered the kindness of his elder brother and did not dare to cancel the engagement easily, he would never have been willing to marry the daughter of a merchant.
Especially this woman, she is still so restless.
As the days passed, Song Huai'en became more and more displeased with Yan Qing.
They quarreled from time to time, and it was even so serious that they had to sleep in separate beds.
But Yan Qing was not like Lian Niang, who would coax him gently and tenderly. Instead, he would frown and look cold at her if they disagreed, as if he owed her something.
The couple had no feelings for each other until Lian Niang appeared in front of her with a big belly.
In her anger, she had a miscarriage and almost lost both her children.
Afterwards, Yan Qing's younger brother found him and beat him up in front of all his friends, leaving him humiliated.
As a result, he became more and more dissatisfied with her.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, apart from her love of business, Yan Qing doesn't seem to have any major problems as a wife over the years.
Even when he had lived in Lianyuan for so many years, she had never come to make trouble. She was much more magnanimous than those jealous ladies in the capital.
If I could reconcile with her, it would be a good thing now that my two children are so outstanding.
Even if it gets out, it will be a good story.
Thinking of this, Song Huai'en frowned and pretended to be reluctant, saying, "If you can help Baozhu gain face in front of the Princess this time, your father may consider moving back to the Marquis' Mansion."
As he spoke, a smile appeared in his eyes that he couldn't help but say, "You siblings are grown up now, it would be nice to have another brother or sister to accompany your mother."
When Song Yanxi heard this, she almost laughed out loud at his shamelessness.
She asked, "Did I ever tell you that mother wanted to have a child with you?"
Song Huai'en's smile froze, and he suppressed his anger and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your mother is my wife. If she doesn't have a child with me, who else can she have one with?"
His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you going to let your mother follow your example and divorce your father at such an old age?"
Song Yanxi: "Why not?"
When Yan Qing left the Princess's Mansion, he anticipated that with Song Huai'en's personality, he would definitely take action once he knew that His Majesty was going to arrange a marriage for them.
She said that Song Huai'en was a heartless and hypocritical person.
No matter what, Song Yanxi could not believe anything he said.
Even more so, you cannot agree to what he asks for.
If Song Huai'en dared to threaten to sue her for being unfilial and disobedient, she need not be afraid. She would file a lawsuit to Shuntian Prefecture faster than he would, accusing him of favoring his concubine over his wife and neglecting his two children for many years.
As a father, he is not kind.
As a son, he is unfilial.
As a husband, he is not even a human being.
Such a man is not worthy of being her husband.
What she didn't want even more was to be buried with such a disgusting creature for a hundred years to come.
The wife of the Marquis of Yongchuan has done enough.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
