Chapter 672 Why is the Marquis so careless?
"No, I want to be with my mother!" The little girl hurriedly hugged Song Yanxi's neck, her big eyes wide open.
She looked like she would burst into tears the next moment if An Yi dared to reach out and carry her away.
An Yi no longer dared to tease her. He looked at Song Yanxi and said, "Miss, someone from the Marquis' Mansion has sent me news that Song Baozhu committed suicide by cutting up her wedding dress at noon today."
"Is this really true?" Song Yanxi was surprised.
The last time we met, Song Baozhu was still in good spirits and didn't look like she was depressed at all.
Furthermore, she had taken the initiative to have an affair with the Prince of Changle that day, so she must be satisfied with this husband.
Being able to marry into the family and become the Crown Prince's consort was already a favor bestowed upon the Changle Marquis's Mansion by the Princess's Mansion.
Otherwise, given her status as a concubine, it would be a stretch for her to become Sun Mingkun's concubine.
An Yidao said: "According to the spies, the Marquis has made preparations to pass the throne to the Crown Prince, but Lian Niang and her daughter are unwilling to move out of the Marquis' Mansion.
Because of this, Lian Niang even cried and made a scene, which was quite a commotion."
Song Yanxi was not surprised by this.
She said with sarcasm in her eyes, "Lian Niang followed him when she was a teenager, and served him for more than 20 years without any status or position, all in the hope that one day she could bring her two children into his family.
Right now, she is the closest to it in her life, so she will not let this opportunity go."
An Yifang couldn't help but feel disgusted. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.
He was a rough man and was afraid that what he said would be too harsh and pollute the girl's ears.
Mo Jinchuan took Jiaojiao from Song Yanxi's arms and said calmly, "Marquis Yongchuan has high expectations of Song Qirui, so he may not swallow this humiliation."
As he spoke, he looked at An Yidao and said, "Tell someone to send more guards to the Yan family, pick two smart ones to follow Xu Bai, and don't let anyone appear in front of him."
After he finished giving the order, he explained to Song Yanxi in a gentle voice, "Xu Bai is still young, so it's inevitable that he will be soft-hearted because of blood ties and be deceived.
If we don't meet, there will naturally be less unnecessary trouble."
Song Yanxi nodded, and said with a half-smile, "Let the prince arrange it."
Hearing this, Mo Jinchuan's hand holding Jiaojiao trembled.
This doesn't sound like a good thing.
The little girl was startled and asked with a frown, "Daddy, are you going to throw Jiaojiao to death?"
Mo Jinchuan choked and frowned as he asked, "Who are you listening to talk nonsense again?"
Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue at him and buried her head in his chest, making it clear that she didn't want to say more.
Thinking of Nanny Qian who had already returned home to retire, a hint of coldness flashed in Mo Jinchuan's eyes.
Just letting her go like that would be a real bargain for her.
*
Yanfu.
Hearing the servants say that Song Huai'en came to the door, Shen Qingyun immediately threw away the leaf cards in his hand and sneered: "What a guy named Song, he actually dared to come."
She looked at the maid beside her and said, "Go, get my whip."
Yan Qing hurriedly advised: "Sister-in-law, calm down. It's not worth getting angry over such a person."
Shen Qingyun raised his eyelids and frowned, "It's worth it, why isn't it worth it?
If he dares to bully my sister Shen Qingyun, he should be prepared to be beaten.
If you hadn't stopped him, he would have been beaten."
When she mentioned this, she said with a look of regret: "In the past, you liked him and treated him as your husband, so you protected him and your sister-in-law didn't say anything to you.
But now that you two have divorced and are going your separate ways, why do you still care about his life or death?"
When Yan Qing heard this, he knew she had misunderstood.
Without waiting for her to explain, Shen Qingyun snorted coldly and said, “I was unfaithful to you when I was with you, and I didn’t care about the lives of your mothers, and I was having a good time with that little bitch outside.
Now that you don't want him anymore, you come to the door with eager eyes.
Such a shameless person, if I don't beat him up, I will never be able to relieve the hatred in my heart."
Yan Qing: "Then I'll give him a beating."
Shen Qingyun: "You told me yesterday that you no longer have any feelings for him as husband and wife, and now..."
She was stunned for a moment, then realized what Yan Qing said, and couldn't suppress the smile on her face as she said, "Very good, I didn't embarrass the old man and your brother."
Upon hearing this, Third House Wife Lu smiled and said, "Look at what you said, sister-in-law. You didn't say that when you praised my sister-in-law for her ability in the past."
Shen Qingyun glanced at her and said, "You are the only one who is sweet-mouthed and good at talking. If you can talk, just talk more. It's worth it that I love you so much on weekdays."
She waved her hand and said coldly, "Bring me two whips."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lu was also eager to try, but after being glanced at by her, she sat down obediently, holding her waist.
She touched her belly, which was already becoming rounder, and muttered, "My dear little darling, it's not that I don't want to vent my anger for your aunt, I'm just afraid that if we fight later, there will be blood everywhere and it will scare you."
Having said that, when Shen Qingyun looked at her, she said decisively: “Sister-in-law, don’t worry about me, just whip me hard later.”
Mrs. Lu gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I'm not able to move around much right now. Please, sister-in-law, give me a few more lashes, including my share."
*
Outside the gate.
After being pushed out by the guard again, Song Huai'en finally got annoyed.
He clenched his fist and punched one of them in the face.
He cursed in a foul voice, "You two blind dogs, don't you open your eyes to see who I am?
Dare to block my way? I think you are tired of living!"
As Song Huai'en spoke, he rushed forward, grabbed one of them by the collar and was about to attack.
Upon seeing this, the other guards rushed forward and pinned him to the ground.
Forced to lie face down, Song Huai'en opened his mouth to curse, but someone pressed on the back of his head, and his chin hit the bluestone steps at the door hard.
In an instant, a bloody smell spread in the mouth.
Song Huai'en opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood foam, which contained two back teeth.
The guards looked at each other, then quickly looked away.
Oops, I accidentally used too much force.
A clever eye rolled around, and he immediately shouted, "How could the Marquis be so careless? Look at the bump, it hurts badly, doesn't it?"
As he spoke, he quickly called for someone to help the man up.
Song Huai'en gritted his teeth and stood up, pushing everyone away. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "How dare the Yan family humiliate me like this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared at the door in a hurry.
Before he could see who was coming, a whip came through the air and hit him hard on the shoulder.
Although Shen Qingyun has lived in the backyard for a long time in recent years, he has never given up martial arts. He would practice in the yard in his spare time. He has already mastered the whip skillfully.
She used all her strength in this whip.
Song Huai'en only had time to scream before he flew into the air and fell heavily on the stairs.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Qingyun tightened his grip on the handle and said coldly, "Oh, I thought it was some thug who was staying at the door of our Yan family, but it turned out to be the Marquis of Yongchuan.
It's really rare, I don't know which wind blew you here."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and fanned her nose lightly, then looked at Yan Qing who came over a step later and asked, "Qingqing, do you smell anything?"
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