As soon as she finished speaking, Song Lanyan turned around and looked at her, her lilac-colored cloak swaying gracefully in the air.
Shen Qiyin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
She stepped forward gracefully.
Xianglan paused for a moment, then hurriedly followed.
She was a little confused.
How could it be Miss Song here?
Xianglan wasn't so naive as to actually believe that Shen Mengyin was resting here because she was unwell. However, she thought that the person waiting for their second young lady would be a man, and that a large group of people would suddenly rush out from nowhere and falsely accuse their second young lady of climbing over walls and crawling through holes.
Or perhaps some kind of aphrodisiac incense is burning in this pavilion, and when the second young lady loses consciousness, some wild man will take advantage of her, and a bunch of people will jump out to witness this scene.
In short, no matter what method is used, the ultimate goal is the same.
That was to destroy the innocence of their second young lady!
Xianglan thought she had guessed pretty accurately, but to her surprise, she was completely wrong.
Not to mention her, even Shen Xiyin hadn't expected it.
"A play prepared for me?" Shen Qiyin frowned slightly: "Forgive me for not understanding Miss Song's meaning."
"It's alright." Song Lanyan smiled, gesturing for her to sit down. "You'll see when you see it."
They sat by the window, which had a small crack, allowing them to take in the view outside.
Chen Xi's heart was filled with a sense of understanding.
No wonder she chose this place to meet him.
Firstly, just like when I stood in the pavilion watching Shen Cang catch Li Gui and Aunt Zhou in adultery, it was for the better view.
Secondly, although this library seems to be in a remote location, if you ignore the route designed to accommodate the scenery and start counting directly from the two points, it is not particularly far from any place.
Song Lanyan poured Shen Qiyin a cup of tea and said, "I have long wanted to have a heartfelt conversation with you, my fellow townsman, but I have not yet found a suitable opportunity."
“Please feel free to say whatever you wish, young lady.”
"No rush." Song Lanyan took a sip of tea. "You haven't seen my sincerity yet, so even if I told you, I'm afraid you wouldn't believe me easily. Let's wait until you've seen the gift I gave you before we talk."
Since the other party said so, Shen Qiyin did not urge them any further.
The two drank their tea in silence, saying little, creating an eerily harmonious atmosphere.
until--
"They're here." Song Lanyan tilted her head and looked out the window, her voice tinged with a hint of a smile.
Following her gaze, Shen Qiyin saw a group of people hurrying towards the warm pavilion not far away. Some of them were being carried by servants, and she didn't know why.
Xianglan reached out and looked closely, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.
Song Lanyan noticed her movement and patiently explained, "That's not the point."
After all, if not a few people eat the wrong things and become unwell, how can we attract as many people as possible to that place?
Since there was more than one person suffering from severe abdominal pain, it was impossible to let them all rest in one place. So Song Chen ordered his men to arrange them separately in rooms for people to rest.
However, after opening the door to one of the rooms, the accompanying servant suddenly exclaimed in astonishment, "Oh!" and then hurriedly retreated, bumping into Song Chen.
"Second, Second Young Master..." The little maid knelt on the ground, looking like she was about to cry.
This commotion was quite loud, and naturally attracted the attention of those nearby.
Besides the servants from the Marquis's residence responsible for carrying people, there were also the attendants of the young masters and ladies who were unwell, as well as three or five friends who had come along.
Song Chen frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Inside, inside..."
She was trembling so badly that she couldn't utter a single complete sentence.
Song Chen lost his patience and simply ignored her, walking past her into the room.
He stopped abruptly after only a few steps.
His close friends followed him in, and when they saw the scene in the room, they couldn't help but gasp.
On the low couch, three people were reclining.
One man and two women.
The man was Song Huai, who had not been seen for a long time.
One of the women was Shen Mengyin, who had just left the table.
The other one is Xie Qing, who will be marrying Song Chen soon!
Song Huai, with two women on his left and right, his mouth agape with two missing front teeth, reeking of alcohol, was fast asleep.
In contrast, Xie Qing and Shen Mengyin both had injuries of varying degrees on their faces and foreheads. Rather than being asleep or drugged, they seemed more likely to have been knocked unconscious.
Needless to say, the culprit was most likely Song Huai, who was blinded by lust.
Whether it was out of sheer disappointment or because Xie Qing had also suffered as a result, Song Chen rushed to the bedside with murderous intent and dragged Song Huai off.
Now that winter has arrived, the weather is getting colder and colder.
Song Huai had just woken up slightly after getting out of his warm bed, but now, lying naked on the cold brick floor, he was fully awake.
"Second...Second Brother?"
Before he could finish speaking, Song Chen kicked him in the stomach, causing him to curl up in pain: "Second brother, why did this happen? Why did you suddenly hit me?"
"You still have the nerve to ask? Look at the mess you've made!"
The two of them were quite loud, and with the door open, a cold draft was blowing in, so the two people on the bed woke up.
How can one describe the complexity of their feelings when they saw each other?
First, I was puzzled:
What is she doing here?
Then came relief:
Fortunately, the other person was a woman.
Finally, there was terror:
Why are so many people watching?!
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