Chapter 9 Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Song Yunzhi opened his eyes again. It was midnight.
The witch was not there, only Ajin was guarding his bed. A wall of flesh almost blocked out all the light in the room, and he was dozing off with his arms folded.
Song Yunzhi went to find the sword.
But after experiencing severe pain, his body was weak and he couldn't reach the sword. The noise startled Ajin. Seeing that he had woken up, Ajin wiped his face and hurriedly handed him the cold sweet cake on the bedside. "My wife said that cold sweet cakes have a special taste."
The previous humiliating scenes followed one after another.
This was probably the first time in Song Yunzhi's life that he hated someone so much, and it was a young lady.
I wish I could tear her tendons and skin her alive.
Ah Jin was very sleepy and yawned. "Since you are awake, I will go to sleep too." He stood up, rubbed his sore legs and feet, supported his waist and went to the side room. "Sir, please finish your sweet cake and rest early..."
As soon as he left, the lamp in front of the bed was completely exposed, making the young man's eyes look like sharp blades and his face look snow-white.
The night was too long and the young man had no desire to sleep. After fighting the quiet night for a long time, he finally picked up the cold and hard sweet cake and took bites of it.
Whatever he suffered today, he will one day repay the witch double.
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The next morning, Qian Tong asked A Jin, "Did he eat the sweet cake?"
Ah Jin nodded and said, "I ate it. I saw that my uncle finished the whole thing, not even a crumb was left."
She wondered if last night's lesson had taught him a lesson. Today, the Cui and Lan families were getting engaged, and she wanted to join in the fun, so she could take him there to broaden his horizons. "Send the new clothes over, have him pack them, and then we'll go out."
Song Yunzhi fell asleep for half the night, and did not close his eyes in the second half of the night. He sat alone until dawn. Fortunately, he was still young and his spirit was not affected.
As the first rays of morning light shone in, Ah Jin carried a large bucket of water to the bathroom and poured it into the bathtub. When he came out, he said to him, "Please bathe, Master Song."
Song Yunzhi didn't even raise his eyelids.
Seeing that he didn't move, Ah Jin rubbed his hands and stepped forward, "Let me help you undress, sir?"
“Back off!”
A cold rebuke, full of momentum, made Ah Jin stop subconsciously and look at the down-and-out young man sitting on the couch. His heart was shocked, and he secretly thought that the young master had a very good vision.
In terms of aura, the current son-in-law is much more noble than the young master of the Lan family.
But he was the one who suffered when he acted like this. Ah Jin advised, "Mr. Song, you should go take a shower. You haven't changed your clothes in two days, and you stink. It's not easy for your wife to take you out to see people, right?"
How pampered and luxurious the Prince Song of the Marquis of Changping once lived.
Before she was sixteen, her clothes had never been covered in dust. There were at least a dozen servants and maids serving in the yard. They took a bath once in the morning and once in the evening, and her clothes had to be fumigated three times inside and out.
Later, he went to the military camp. Even though he was covered in blood, in everyone's heart, the prince was still the cleanest handful of snow on the mountain, a holy and sonorous light.
I have never been disliked for my stench.
However, compared with the humiliation he suffered last night, this was nothing. The young man closed his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom.
Ah Jin breathed a sigh of relief and handed him a set of brocade robes that he had prepared. "Master Song, wash and change into them."
Prince Song glanced sideways and gave him a cold glance.
After watching him coldly for a long time, Ajin had gotten used to it, and he found that the angry Mr. Song was also very good-looking. Ajin gave him a simple smile and handed the clothes in his hand to him again, "We can't wash them for nothing."
Song Yunzhi didn't even look at him again. He reached out and took it, then turned and went into the bathroom.
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After bathing, Song Yunzhi put on a newly made robe. The material was the finest Song brocade, which was comparable to the one the witch wore when they first met. The size of the inner and outer clothes was just right, as if it was tailor-made for him.
The young master in brocade clothes and jade belt has worn all kinds of satin, so there is nothing surprising about this outfit. However, it looks different in the eyes of others.
The moment Ajin saw him come out, his mouth opened wide, and the astonishment in his eyes became more and more exaggerated. He had no literary talent, but at this moment, a word came to his mind: "precious pearl covered in dust."
After Baozhu was washed clean, she looked like Young Master Song.
Ah Jin walked out, his eyes still fixed on the past, "Mr. Song, wait a moment. I will go and report to my wife."
As soon as I turned around, I saw Qian Tong who had been standing at the door without me noticing.
She didn't wear her hair in a bun today. Her hair was down to her waist. She was wearing a soft silk dress with dark green embroidery of autumn chrysanthemums. The soft material was like clouds and smoke, and it fell into the flowing light with the floating hairband. She looked like a dream.
Aren’t these the golden boy and jade girl?
Ah Jin's expression was hard to conceal his excitement, "Seventh Lady, my uncle just finished changing his clothes..."
She saw it.
The handsome young man in the room was also looking at her.
The morning light cast a brilliant glow between the two of them. The young man stood in the shadow with a face as cold as ice, while the young lady in the bright sun had eyes that were bright and stunning.
Song Yunzhi looked at her indifferently as she walked over to him with the air of a victor. He asked with false concern, "Have you had breakfast?"
As the sun shone in the daytime, the coldness on her face last night disappeared, and her face became innocent again, and her eyes became gentle again, as if the person who had killed him last night was not her at all.
He was about to turn his head away when he heard her command, "Don't be angry, don't look at me, don't look away!"
Song Yunzhi's eyelids twitched, the pain of last night came to his mind vividly, her hatred still remained in his heart. He silently said to himself that the overall situation was more important, tensed his body, and finally did not turn his head to face her.
Being able to do this was already good. Qian Tong didn't expect him to smile at her. She said, "Don't you want to see the account books from last night? After breakfast, I'll take you to collect the accounts."
The young master's expression finally eased a little.
She was getting closer to death.
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In the height of spring, Qian Tong took his new son-in-law out to the Cui family.
When she arrived at the Cui Mansion and reported to the doorman, she introduced the title of the Cui family's eldest lady. The Cui family's eldest lady was the lady serving the second wife of the Qian family's second house.
The eldest daughter of the Qian family.
Except for the Park family, which is the most powerful one and no one dares to provoke it, the other three families are secretly competing with each other. Not only are the masters fighting each other fiercely, but the servants under them also serve their own masters and are wary of each other.
When the Cui family's doorman saw Qian Tong, he was as nervous as if he was facing a great enemy and refused to let anyone in.
Yesterday morning, the head of the family and his wife went to pay a visit to the prefect. The two families had a very pleasant conversation. The marriage that had been contested with the Qian family for two years was finally finalized and fell to the Cui family.
Strike while the iron is hot, the wife of the head of the family invited the wife of the prefect and the young master to a banquet today, and invited all relatives and friends to hold an engagement banquet at home.
There were many guests, but the Qian family was not invited.
Isn't it that Miss Qian Qi came here at this time to cause trouble?
The gatekeeper secretly sent someone to inform the mistress of the household quickly, and on the surface he politely tried to calm Qian Tong down, "Seventh Lady, please wait a moment. There are many people in the mansion today, and the eldest mistress is busy. I will send someone in to report first."
While waiting, the servant's eyes fell on the young man behind her.
I don't know where this handsome young man came from, he was so handsome and graceful, his figure was as straight as a pine tree in the snow, and his demeanor was so majestic that it was impossible to ignore him. I was puzzled because I had never seen this man around Qi Niang before...
The message was delivered, but the person who came out was Cui Liu Niangzi's maid Shaoyao. She was in high spirits, her steps brisk, her face full of joy. She greeted them with a smile, "Just now I heard that Qi Niang had arrived, but I didn't believe it. It really was you... My mistress was just thinking about you. She was afraid that Qi Niang would be unhappy and resentful, and would have to come and apologize. Look, Qi Niang is here today, so we don't have to make a trip. Please come in!"
It wasn't the first time he had seen such a smug look on her face. Qian Tong didn't bother to pay attention to her sarcasm. "I happened to be passing by, so I came to see Big Sister."
"Grandma..." Shaoyao looked uncomfortable, a hint of disdain flashing across her eyes. "Grandma is weak. She had a late spring cold snap not long ago and has been bedridden again. Now that Seventh Lady is here, there's no rush. Why don't we go to the courtyard and have a drink of wedding wine first?"
Qian Tong came here for this wedding wine, so he followed her words and said, "Excuse me for bothering you."
Although there were dozens of seats at the Cui family's engagement banquet, all of them were occupied. The guests who came first received the invitation, and each seat was arranged. Qian Tong came uninvited, so there was no seat for her.
Shaoyao led her under everyone's eyes and deliberately left her there, "Seventh Lady, please wait a moment. I will ask the Madam to give you an extra seat."
The engagement is today, and the Cui family has invited a troupe of actors to liven up the event.
As luck would have it, the stage was right next to Qian Tong. As soon as she appeared, all eyes that were originally looking at the stage were focused on her.
And the young man beside her.
"Am I seeing things? Is that Miss Qian Qi?" A woman beside her suddenly spoke. The prefect's wife, who was still listening attentively to Madam Cui tasting tea, raised her head when she heard that.
Isn’t she the seventh lady of the Qian family?
She had seen him two days ago when she went to the Qian family. She thought that the Qian family would be the one that he could marry into the prefectural government. However, at the last moment, the Qian family suddenly withdrew and was replaced by the Cui family.
She also sent people to inquire and found out that it was this Miss Qian Qi who came up with the idea.
Most likely, she was concerned about the deaths caused by her son in the backyard. She used to think that the seventh lady of the Qian family looked younger than the sixth lady of Cui, but now she saw that she was indeed too young. She didn't know what was gained and what was lost.
"Who is that?" The prefect's wife noticed the young man next to her and asked Mrs. Cui.
Young Master Lan, who was sitting on her left, had seen it early on. He twisted his neck and stared at the beautiful couple in the sun.
Mrs. Cui exchanged glances with Miss Cui Liu beside her, both of them showing confusion. They didn't know this person. She replied to the wife of the prefect, "Oh, I really don't know that."
After saying that, he quickly sent someone to inquire whether the Qian family had accepted any new guests recently.
Could it be that he is really here to cause trouble?
The host of the banquet sat at his seat and did not send anyone to entertain him, so Qian Tong and the young man next to her became a new play on the stage.
Under everyone's gaze, Qian Tong tilted her head slightly and whispered to the young man she had dragged over to suffer together, "Don't you like being watched?"
The young man looked at her sideways.
Qian Tong leaned over. The young master was so tall that the top of her head just reached his chin. She whispered softly, "There will be many occasions like this in the future. You have to learn to adapt. Don't be afraid. Follow me and I will show you how to expand your horizons."
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