Jiang Yihuan couldn't believe his ears. What was Yi'er saying?! She was actually...actually speaking for Su Sheng?
"Jiang Songyi! What nonsense are you talking about?" He almost yelled, his chest heaving violently. "Father and mother, eldest brother, third brother, and third brother are all here! How can it be Su Sheng's turn to look after you? What qualifications does he have? What kind of brother do you need?"
The last question was full of the fierce reaction of his brother whose possessiveness was offended.
Jiang Songyi seemed to be completely ignited by the words "What kind of brother are you lacking?" She turned her head abruptly and met the pair of eyes burning with anger without fear.
"Qualifications? Whether your intentions are genuine or not, you know it in your heart! Brother Su Shi treats me sincerely, I see it with my own eyes, and I naturally appreciate it! As for you, Third Brother..."
She paused, each word cutting like a nail through ice. "Third brother, ask yourself honestly, are you more loving and caring towards me, your biological sister? Or are you more attentive to Jiang Yuyao, the 'good sister' who was fostered in our home and is now the Fourth Prince's concubine?"
"Has the touching 'brother-sister love' between you and Jiang Yuyao ever diminished in the slightest? Has the place of my biological sister been taken over by your overflowing brotherly love? If so, why not now that I recognize a brother who truly loves me? In my opinion, the sincerity that Brother Su Shi shows me is at least as good as the brother-sister relationship you share with that stranger!"
"boom!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge rock thrown into an icy lake, stirring up thousands of cold waves!
Everyone present who knew about the Jiang family's past gasped.
Jiang Yihuan's face instantly turned extremely ugly, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, his face was dark blue with a hint of paleness.
He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Jiang Songyi and moved his lips. For a moment, he was so choked up that he couldn't speak: "You...!"
After Su Sheng experienced the initial extreme shock, an indescribable ecstasy swept over him like a surging wave, instantly overwhelming his mind.
Su Sheng was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. His back straightened instantly, and the haze that had been hanging over his head was swept away. There was pride and excitement in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.
"That's right! Jiang Lao San, why are you yelling? Sister Songyi has made it crystal clear!" He patted his chest, his chin held high. "I treat Sister Songyi with all my heart! Unlike some people, they ignore their own sisters and favor the one who has flown away..."
The second half of the sentence was too explicit, and Su Sheng still had some sense enough to swallow it back, but the meaning was already very clear.
He glared at Jiang Yihuan complacently: "What's wrong with recognizing me as your brother? I think I'm much more qualified than you! Humph!"
Jiang Yihan was so angry at the two people's concerted efforts that he felt dizzy. Su Sheng's behavior of adding fuel to the fire and acting like a villain completely infuriated him!
He took a sudden step forward, his momentum overwhelming, his knuckles crackling, his voice deep, each word shrouded in a cold, murderous aura:
"Su Sheng! Say one more bullshit!!"
This is no longer a warning, but a threat!
Under normal circumstances, Su Sheng would have probably backed off facing Jiang Yihuan's battlefield-hardened ferocity. But at this moment, Jiang Songyi's words of defense had so aroused his blood, and he became complacent to the extreme.
Jiang Yihan's undisguised and fierce threat not only did not scare him, but instead was like a spark thrown into a frying pan, completely igniting his spoiled temper and strong desire to perform.
"Just try it!" Su Sheng stiffened his neck and stared back without showing any weakness. His voice was slightly inflected with excitement, and it was filled with a fierce determination. "Jiang Yihuan, you still dare to show off your authority as a major general in front of me? Threatening me? You threaten me in front of Sister Songyi? Fine! Just wait!"
He seemed to have finally found an opportunity to turn the situation around. A surge of blood rushed to his brain and he roared out regardless of the consequences:
"I, Su Sheng, am making this statement today in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and all the nobles!"
He slapped his chest hard, roaring with red face, "I, Su Sheng, must recognize Jiang Songyi as my sister! She is the jewel in the crown of my Linchuan Princess's Mansion! No one can stop me! I will go back home now, immediately! Right now! I will go and beg my mother, Her Royal Highness the Linchuan Princess! Have her come to your Yongding Marquis' Mansion in person tomorrow—"
He swung his arm violently, pointing it at Jiang Yihuan, whose expression was extremely grim. "You've come to my house openly to ask for kinship! Do you, Jiang Yihuan, dare to stop me?"
Shocking everyone!
The only sound in the forest was the crackling of the campfire.
After Su Sheng yelled "come to the door to claim recognition of relationship", Xinyi Daoyi's face, which had been smiling gently, became completely calm.
He slowly raised his eyelids, and his gaze slowly swept over Su Sheng and Jiang Yihan, who were on the verge of a fight. Finally, he vaguely glanced at Jiang Songyi, who was slightly pursing her lips beside him.
Then, he lowered his eyelids and made no sound, as if he was completely out of the matter.
…
Mount Li is lush and green. The hustle and bustle of the royal hunting has receded like the tide, leaving only mottled traces of the hunting grounds and mountains of prey carcasses emitting a faint smell of blood.
According to the ancestral laws of the Western Jin Dynasty, after the summer hunting, one must report to the heavens and the earth, and a grand ceremony must be presided over by royal family members and nobles to thank the gods of heaven and earth for their grace, and to pray for good weather and a good harvest that year.
In previous years, the host of this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was always the fourth prince Xinyi Zigu.
Because Crown Prince Xinyi Daoyi was sickly and frail, he had been confined by the imperial physician to a nearby palace on Mount Taibai for several years to recuperate, and was not allowed to go out on occasion.
However, the situation this year is particularly delicate.
The fourth prince, Xinyi Zigu, was seriously injured in the right eye by an arrow shot from nowhere just as the hunting trip to Mount Li began. He was escorted by a large number of imperial doctors and soldiers overnight and carried back to the capital in advance.
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