Chapter 80: Will You Marry Me?
If Su Zhenzhen were here, she would definitely say something like, "Men are always young at heart, even in death, and he got teary-eyed in front of the girl he had his heart fluttered in his youth."
Song Anbang straightened his clothes and, without waiting for the driver to put down the footrests, jumped off the carriage shaft.
He eagerly walked up to Jiang Sijin, but fearing he might offend the beauty, he stopped his outstretched hands in mid-air.
"Ah Jin, how have you been these past few years?"
Jiang Sijin secretly rolled her eyes. Whether it was good or bad, she hadn't seen you come looking for her. She didn't know how the previous person could get along with such a hypocritical person so calmly.
However, a serene smile still appeared on her face. "Young Master Song is too kind. In chaotic times, people are not in control of their own lives. I dare not ask for more as I have managed to survive until now."
Jiang Sijin got goosebumps all over from her own words. The Jiang Sijin of the past liked to speak so gently and deliberately.
In today's parlance, it's about being cultured and refined, possessing both talent and manners.
Jiang Sijin disagreed. She preferred straightforwardness and was quick to resort to violence if things didn't go her way.
Song Anbang also became saddened, "Life is unpredictable, and fate plays tricks on people, but fortunately, heaven has taken pity on us and allowed lovers to meet again."
Jiang Sijin was so angry she wanted to run away. Who has a lover with you? The Jiang Sijin of the past didn't like you either; she was just polite to everyone else.
Judging by the time, Hensheng was almost back at the coffin shop, and Li Da should have told him to hide well.
Jiang Sijin really didn't want to play along with this guy, and the smile on her face faded considerably.
Song Anbang keenly noticed the change in Jiang Sijin's emotions and looked very nervous. "Ajin, are you blaming me for not protecting you back then?"
Jiang Sijin remained silent, pondering how to get rid of this annoying thing.
Song Anbang continued to argue, "Ah Jin, when the rebels besieged the capital, the powerful families took the opportunity to reap their own benefits. I was limited in my abilities and couldn't find you. Later, after everything stabilized, I went to the Fengshui Garden, to the villas and palaces, but I still couldn't find you."
Jiang Sijin was truly impatient. "Where do you get the nerve? If you hadn't personally opened the gates of the capital for the rebels, would we have been defeated so quickly? Why would my brother have died?"
Jiang Sijin got angry just thinking about it. If Jiang Yichun hadn't died, she would be enjoying the riches and glory of a princess now, instead of being stuck in this dilapidated mountain county with nothing to her name.
Song Anbang was somewhat stunned. "Ah Jin, you never used to speak so harshly. What happened in the past twenty years that caused such a drastic change in your personality?"
Jiang Sijin is starting to miss Su Zhenzhen. If Su Zhenzhen were here, she would definitely tear that heartless bastard to shreds.
He also knew that twenty years had passed in between. Although he hadn't suffered those twenty years himself, he had a clear picture of what kind of life Jiang Sijin had lived before.
Jiang Sijin was criticized when she was just born. After Jiang Yichun intervened, she became the only princess of the Jiang family dynasty, living a life of luxury with many servants.
Later, they followed Li Da and his wife, hiding and fleeing. The food they ate was simply unappetizing, let alone flowers and powders, which were completely useless.
"What happened?" Jiang Sijin sneered. "I used to be a noble princess, but now I live like a peasant woman."
Unexpectedly, Song Anbang showed no remorse whatsoever; instead, he seemed to be seeking credit.
"It's alright, Jin. I'm here now. Although I can't restore your princess status, I'll make sure you won't be exposed to the wind and sun."
After showing off her phoenix crown for a few days, Jiang Sijin was troubled by not having suitable clothes to match it, so she put it away. Now she is dressed in plain clothes, which makes Song Anbang mistakenly think that she works in the fields every day.
Jiang Sijin raised her head slightly, "Then may I ask, Young Master Song, do you intend to marry me in a grand ceremony, with eight sedan chairs carried by men, and bring me into your household to manage the household affairs?"
This time, he wasn't mimicking Jiang Sijin's old ways of speaking, claiming that all men are fickle and can easily deceive a woman for life with just a few words. If this ungrateful scoundrel genuinely loved the former Jiang Sijin, he might have a slightly higher opinion of him.
Song Anbang looked troubled. “Ajin, although I have been granted the title of Marquis of Enyi, the powerful families in the court are still dominant. Although you are a woman, you are still of the bloodline of the previous dynasty. If I were to marry you in public, it might bring you a death sentence. But rest assured, you are the only one in my life.”
Jiang Sijin almost laughed out loud. Oh well, she wasn't as good with words as Su Zhenzhen, so she decided to wait for Su Zhenzhen to come back and scold her.
As for this man, ha.
With a thought, countless black hairs grew wildly and all rushed towards Song Anbang.
Song Anbang's pupils contracted, and before he could react, his neck was entangled in hair.
"You...you're not Ajin!"
Jiang Sijin is kind-hearted. After learning about her unusual nature, she was afraid of implicating innocent people, so she basically stayed away from people, let alone using her hair to harm others.
This statement hit Jiang Sijin's sore spot. What do you mean by saying she's not Jiang Sijin?
She is Jiang Sijin, Jiang Sijin is her!
The hair then wrapped around Song Anbang's body.
You know, such an ungrateful scoundrel would not sit idly by and wait to die. Song Anbang calmly took out a tinderbox from his sleeve.
"Smack—"
"Sizzle—"
A spark landed on my hair and instantly ignited it.
Jiang Sijin had to pull her hair back, but she still got hurt.
At this moment, she actually started to miss Su Zhenzhen. Although that strange, ugly woman had a bad temper, she only used fire to scare her and never actually laid a hand on her.
Upon discovering that Jiang Sijin was indeed afraid of fire, Song Anbang became even more composed.
"Who are you? Where is the real Jiang Sijin?"
Jiang Sijin was feeling unwell all over. Her burned hair was a reflection of her vital energy. Seeing that she might not be able to win in a direct confrontation and that she was already injured, she decisively chose to run away.
Song Anbang did not rush to chase after them, but instead scanned the streets on both sides one by one.
It's obvious that not only was Yamagata cleaned up, but there are also signs of repairs.
Is it Jiang Sijin?
Or is there some other force stationed here, using Jiang Sijin's name to seize power?
If it were just about dealing with Jiang Sijin, Song Anbang had learned a few tricks in his early years. He could simply burn off her hair and capture a weak woman easily.
But I'm afraid there are other people in this mountain county, maybe even soldiers.
"Let's leave Shanxian County first." Song Anbang got into the carriage, and the driver didn't dare to delay for a moment, turning the horse around and leaving in a hurry.
Song Anbang raised a group of loyal followers. In the chaotic world, starvation was rampant, and people would risk their lives for a mere meal. However, these men had a drawback: they had not received systematic training and their combat abilities were very poor.
Song Anbang placed them in the Marquis's residence in the capital to prevent unscrupulous people from stealing from their home.
But now it seems that some of them need to be transferred over.
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