Chapter 43
Song Yanting rarely attended court, and today it was rare for the three brothers to be together.
Song Yunlan was finally released after being under house arrest for half a month.
He was the youngest, so he greeted his two elder brothers politely.
His expression was calm, "Big Brother, Third Brother."
Since the arranged marriage, his relationship with Song Yanting has become less close than before.
Song Yan nodded casually without saying anything, then turned and looked away.
There was a strange atmosphere between the three of them, and no one paid any attention to each other.
In the court, Song Jingmo reported to Emperor Chongde on the progress of the imperial mausoleum and the results of the handling of several cases in the capital. It was so thorough that Emperor Chongde could not find any fault.
He coughed dryly and turned his gaze to Song Yunlan.
Song Yunlan understood and stepped out, reading out the final result of the military pay. It was discovered that Chun Hongfang colluded with court officials to replace the military pay with inferior ones. All the officials involved were detained in the Dali Temple, and all of them were beheaded in public according to the law.
Emperor Chongde smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits. He praised Song Yunlan for his proper work and even rewarded him with gold, silver and jewelry.
After the court was dismissed, many officials divided into two factions and gathered around Song Yunlan and Song Fuyu to flatter them, enjoying great glory.
Song Yanting was alone with Song Jingmo.
"You take over Chun Hongfang's land."
"Really, cousin?!" Song Jingmo covered his mouth and almost screamed.
Holding Song Yanting's arm, he said, "I knew my cousin was the best to me~"
"Compared to that hot-tempered woman You Yang, this is undoubtedly my overwhelming victory!"
Song Jingmo was so complacent and proud that he was completely unaware of the change in Song Yanting's expression beside him.
He showed a dangerous smile, pinched Song Jingmo and looked at him smiling, with his eyes slightly narrowed and the upward curve of his mouth revealing a threat.
His tone was cold, "Your name..."
Song Jingmo felt his life was threatened.
He quickly changed his words, "Cousin, look at my brother's mouth. He even forgot to change his words. It's my cousin's wife, it's my cousin's wife."
Song Jingmo's words sounded unusually pleasant to the ears.
Fortunately, he had good judgment. Song Yan was in a good mood after hearing this. "You can develop Chun Hongfang's land however you want. The profit is yours. The palace will make up for the loss. Remember to be smart next time you meet someone."
"Okay, bro!"
Song Jingmo was very happy. Although he didn't know that his cousin's attitude towards Youyang had changed so much, he had noticed since last time that his cousin was always particularly patient with Youyang, as if he would never get angry no matter what she did.
Song Jingmo took the land deed from Yuande, held it in his arms and kissed it.
No matter what, special treatment is true love, and his eyes are sharp.
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On Song Qingwan's birthday, Zeng Youmiaoyan and Liu Qianruo went to the banquet together in the same car.
Ever since the incident between You Miaoyan and Song Yunlan, the relationship between the two has broken down.
Not only that, since she shot herself in the foot when she last went to the palace, she left a bad impression and no birthday invitation was sent to her.
Without Liu Qianruo, You Miaoyan had no choice but to go to the princess's mansion with You Yang.
Youyang's status is different now. The clothes Liu Mei arranged for her look better than those of her biological daughter, which makes her already gorgeous beauty even more stunning.
"Why isn't the governess accompanying us today?"
You Miaoyan felt bad when she saw You Yang's outfit was much better than hers, so she tried to make things difficult for her.
I heard from my mother that my aunt had taken care of it in the palace. She wanted to punish her severely under the pretext of educating her. Seeing the dark circles under her eyes, I guess she won't have a good life.
You Yang looked innocent, "I don't know, I haven't seen her in the past few days, maybe there is something else going on."
"Mammy is a very busy woman."
The nanny was looking for trouble and was making a noise outside her yard before dawn at yin hour. She thought that was the rule, but it turned out that the nanny was just looking for trouble all day long.
It's like walking with a cup full of water on your head, without letting even a drop of water leak out.
This is not difficult. She can run and jump with the cups on her head.
As a result, when the nanny saw that she had finally completed it but it was not to her satisfaction, she started to find fault again, saying that her back was not straight enough, her walking posture was not good, her steps were too big, and her eyes were not looking straight ahead.
It was not enough to just talk, she had to use a ruler to beat her. It was considered that You Yang was patient if she cooperated with him for half an hour. She took advantage of the nanny going to the toilet and hit her with a stone. Her feet went weak and she fell down the stairs and broke her leg. No one knew where she went after that.
After dealing with this person, she can go back to her bed and take a nap.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to kill, after all, the dead are the most peaceful. It’s just that she can’t die in her own yard, it’s too troublesome to deal with.
You Miaoyan punched the cotton, and she felt uncomfortable all over as if she couldn't breathe.
You Yang got out of the carriage first and looked at the extraordinary and noble entrance of the princess's mansion.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a hand reaching out from the ladder. She thought it was Qingyun or Zifeng, so she lowered her head and concentrated on picking up the hem of her skirt, then reached out to help her down steadily.
She had been having trouble sleeping at night recently, her steps were unsteady, she was in poor spirits, and her attention was not focused. She didn't even notice in time that the hand that was holding her up felt completely different from usual.
She stood still on the ground, slowly turned around, and was about to talk to Zifeng.
"Sister." Song Yunlan's face suddenly appeared in her sight.
When he lowered his sight, You Yang felt as if Song Yunlan was burning his hands. He stepped back and pulled his hands back, putting some distance between them.
When he raised his eyes again, he was met with You Miaoyan's eyes that seemed to want to stab him to death right now.
You Yang has no words to express her pain. The Shura Field arrives late but it arrives late. The plot and setting always create opposition and hatred between the heroine and the second female lead.
"...I, your humble servant, greet His Highness the Fifth Prince..."
Song Yunlan took a step forward and You Yang took a step back, meaning to avoid suspicion, but the former was unwilling to accept this reality.
You Yang was afraid that he would talk nonsense, so she interrupted his spell in advance.
"Your Highness the Fifth Prince has recognized the wrong person. Your fiancée is over there."
After saying that, he turned and ran, only to run into another "wall."
"Fifth brother, why are you staring at your third sister-in-law instead of helping your fiancée get off the carriage?" Song Yan heard him blatantly take You Yang's hand and lead her behind him in public, and there seemed to be some sinisterness in his words.
You Miao Yanxing got off the carriage and stood next to Song Yunlan.
"Your Highness must have wanted to come and pick me up. In the past, I, the eldest sister, would always get off the carriage first. Today, I was anxious, so this misunderstanding occurred."
There are so many people watching around. If I don’t take the opportunity to explain, I’m afraid I will lose face in the circle of noble ladies.
"Is that what you said, Your Highness?" She looked at Song Yunlan with loving eyes.
I got a cold answer, and it wasn't said to her.
"It's all a misunderstanding. I'm sorry, Miss You Er. I'm sorry for offending you."
Song Yunlan didn't want to pay attention to You Miaoyan at first, thinking of his mother's pale face and frail body as she repeatedly gave him earnest advice before he left the palace.
Youyang's hands were small and soft, and Song Yanting could easily wrap them completely.
So this is what it felt like to hold her hand. Song Yanting felt an unprecedented satisfaction.
"And you too, thinking of putting a hat on your husband's head before we even get married?"
You Yang hadn't slept well for a month and was not sleepy at first, but when Song Yan smelled the cedar scent on his body entering her nostrils, she actually felt sleepy.
She rested her forehead on Song Yanting's shoulder to gain leverage to prevent herself from falling. Her tone was delicate and lazy, and her words were filled with a coquettishness that she herself had not even noticed.
“It’s unfair… I didn’t…”
Song Yanting had no intention of scolding her, he just wanted to teach her a lesson, and his heart softened when he heard her tone.
He looked at You Miaoyan, "I saw you jumping into the lake that day, weren't you very energetic? How come you can't even compare to her now? If you got out before her, would you be able to hold her hand?"
You Miaoyan: "..."
"I know I was wrong..." She didn't know where her mind was, what else could she say?
When Song Yunlan saw the carriage and horses from You Mansion, he was immersed in the joy of seeing You Yang and acted like this on impulse.
His eyes were fixed on their clasped hands, and he felt heartbroken as he witnessed You Yang acting coquettishly to Song Yan Ting.
Song Yanting also wanted him to see it clearly.
The two are an engaged couple, and it is legitimate for them to hold hands. Song Yanting just wants him to recognize his place and stop having delusions about his person.
You Yang felt a little uncomfortable at first and struggled to protest, but this made Song Yanting hold her hand even tighter. She was already listless and her eyelids were heavy at this moment, so she let him lead her through the gate of the princess's mansion.
Song Fuyu withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes dejectedly.
You Miaoyan felt something was amiss between the two of them, so she asked tentatively, "Your Highness, do you know my sister?"
"My younger sister returned to the capital not long ago, and I, the eldest sister, had no idea that she and His Highness were acquainted."
"I just gave you face for the sake of my mother. I advise you not to push your luck." Song Yunlan left after saying You Miaoyan.
You Miaoyan humiliated herself by tearing the silk handkerchief in her hand into two pieces. She did not dare to get angry in public and followed Song Yunlan into the mansion.
"Little beauty! You're finally here!"
Song Qingwan appeared out of nowhere, knocked away Song Yanting's hand that was holding Youyang's, and took her place.
Song Yunlan bowed: "Happy birthday, eldest sister."
Song Yan heard the exaggerated cry of pain and leaned on You Yang's shoulder, "Hiss! You are so strong."
Song Qingwan pushed him away in disgust, took Youyang's hand and boasted to Song Yanting, "I'm going to hit you, you old pervert."
Song Anyao was allowed to leave the palace today. When she came, she was warned by Song Qingwan and followed her obediently to greet several people.
"Third brother, fifth brother."
You Miaoyan took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with You Yang: "First Princess, Third Princess."
Song Qingwan helped You Yang up affectionately, "There's no need for formalities between you and me. You're my sister-in-law, so there's no need to be so formal."
No one paid any attention to You Miaoyan. She retreated to Song Yunlan's side and looked at Song Anyao with frustration, but was ignored by her.
Song Qingwan glanced at the two men behind her, pulled Youyang aside and talked in private.
She tapped You Yang's shoulder playfully, "Do you remember what I told you?"
What did you say?
The scene at that time suddenly popped up in Youyang's mind, and he captured the important content from it.
child? !
At the same time, You Yang remembered the picture album given by Wen Qing, and her whole body turned red from head to toe.
"Xiao Yang'er, what's wrong with you? Are you having a fever?" Song Qingwan touched her hot face worriedly.
Song Yanting even took back You Yang's hand to take his pulse.
Make sure there are no issues.
You Yang stammered, "No...it's nothing...I just feel a little hot all of a sudden. Maybe it's because there are so many people here and it's stuffy. It will be fine in a while."
"Then take Xiao Yang'er to sit and rest in the vent over there. I'll come find you after I finish entertaining the guests."
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