Chapter 539: Rumors May Be True
Yan Songyun listened to the servant's words, his eyes shrank suddenly, and then he was stunned: "Princess's Mansion? β
There is no special mention of the princess's mansion, which naturally refers to the mansion of his second sister-in-law, the eldest princess of Huainan.
Yan Shu has moved to the princess's mansion since the beginning of last year.
The eldest princess of Huainan is Yan Shu's aunt, although she is a royal prince and noble, her temper is not very gentle, but she will not be boring enough to bully a child.
He relaxed a little and asked, "Did the crown princess say what happened?" β
The servant shook his head: "I haven't confessed." β
Yan Songyun frowned.
What can happen in your own home? Don't let the two kids play with him, right?
Although he thought so, he stood in place for a while, and Yan Songyun still got on the horse and went to the princess's mansion.
When I arrived at the princess's mansion, I asked, "Is the eldest girl there?" β
The servant replied, "At the eldest princess's!" β
Yan Songyun's heart tightened and quickened his pace.
When I entered the courtyard gate and turned to the shadow wall, I saw Yan Shu kneeling in the courtyard with his head down, his back straight, but it was so slender that it seemed to break when it was broken.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?" Yan Songyun couldn't help but ask the eldest princess of Huaiyang.
The eldest princess of Huaiyang's face was already bad, but when he asked, her face sank even more: "Why don't you ask her what good things she has done!" β
Yan Songyun glanced at Yan Shu.
The girl was as silent and stubborn as ever, and didn't even look up at him.
Yan Songyun only felt that his heart was very blocked, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Shu is not a willful child, why doesn't His Highness ask clearly and then punish him?" β
Yan Shu finally looked up at him, his eyes were like ink, and suddenly they flashed.
"Good!" The eldest princess of Huaiyang turned pale, "You ask her!" Last night, didn't she hang the young son of King Qingyang to a tree! β
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When I came out of the princess's mansion, it was already dusk.
Yan Songyun helped her get on the horse, took the reins and walked on the road.
"Why?" He asked lightly, not looking back at Yan Shu's expression, only looking at the crooked and vague figure cast by the sunset on the bluestone street.
The girl he brought up with one hand naturally knows what kind of stubborn character she is, and she will definitely not say it in the princess's mansion.
Only when the two of them can they barely ask for some answers.
But this time I asked, and she still didn't answer.
"Is it rude?" Yan Songyun asked again.
After a moment of silence, she let out a low "um".
"Even if Li Chong is rude, you shouldn't do it yourself, come back and tell the eldest princess that she will definitely make decisions for you." Yan Songyun sighed.
Yan Shu was silent again.
"Do you think that if you hang Li Chong, no one will dare to marry you in the future?" Yan Songyun asked.
"Hmm."
"Do you dare to 'hmm'?" Yan Songyun laughed angrily at her.
"You want me to marry too?" Yan Shu finally spoke.
Yan Songyun choked for a moment and said, "You're almost twenty, can't you marry?" β
"If I get married, it won't prevent you from marrying a wife, right?"
Yan Songyun suddenly regretted taking her out of the princess's mansion.
"These are two different things," he said stiffly, "I'm just your uncle, and I can't control you for the rest of my life." β
Yan Shu fell silent again.
It wasn't until she stopped at the door of Yan's house that she said in a low voice: "I want to go back to Jiangnan......"
Yan Songyun's heart softened, and he subconsciously said, "There will be a chance in the future-" suddenly paused.
Where will there be opportunities in the future?
He may still be able to withdraw from the government, but the girl is about to get married.
"If you don't want me, I'll go back to Jiangnan." Yan Shu said.
Yan Songyun suddenly changed color, turned around sharply, and roughly dragged her off the horse.
"Miss Yan! You're not small anymore! Can you stop playing the runaway trick? The rage made him even breathless.
Since she was a child, she knew too much what she wanted, and she was so stubborn that she had to do it.
She said that if she goes back to Jiangnan, she will definitely return.
Yan Shu steadied himself in embarrassment, raised his head to look at him, his eyes were as deep as ink, and there was no unstable light in his eyes, calmly reflecting the anxiety on his face.
"I'm not running away from home...... she said softly, "this isn't my home, and I'm not Miss Yan, Miss Yan has beenβ"
Before he finished speaking, he was covered in the mouth......
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After Chi Tang heard that Yan Shu was taken out of the princess's mansion by Yan Songyun, he put the matter down.
Although it looks a bit scary to be caught home halfway and punished for kneeling, the eldest princess of Huaiyang is right, this is the family matter of the Yan family.
Even if she is the crown princess, there is no reason to meddle in other people's family affairs.
Yan Songyun loves this niece so much, and she will not let her suffer.
It's nothing to worry about.
However, at noon the next day, someone came to the door and asked, "Has the crown princess heard about the Yan family?" β
Princess Chi looked dazed: "What's the matter with the Yan family?" β
When someone wants to speak, he stops, and he stops talking.
Chi Tang willingly drove out all the maids around him: "What's the matter?" What happened? β
The visitor pursed his lips nervously and said in a low voice: "This morning, King Qingyang entered the palace to face the saint and sued Mr. Yan Songyunββ"
King Qingyang is an idle county king in the clan, and he is the cousin of the current emperor in terms of seniority.
"What do you tell Mr. Yan?" Chi Tang saw her spitting and couldn't help but ask.
The visitor's eyes flickered a few times, and he said with difficulty: "Mr. Yan and Miss Yan beat the young son of King Qingyang......"
Chi Tang was puzzled: "What did Mr. Yan and Sister Yan do when they beat the young son of Qingyang Wang?" β
"King Qingyang said that his youngest son Li Chong was originally discussing marriage with Miss Yan, and was beaten for no reason, and also said that since Miss Yan last year, she has discussed marriage no less than a dozen times, and she can't get back, he said, saying that Mr. Yan did not let Miss Yan get married......"
Chi Tang was dumbfounded: "He, why does he think so well?" β
The visitor struggled for a long time and said, "Maybe it's because of the rumors in the ......"
"What rumors?"
The faces of the people who came were embarrassed and they didn't dare to speak.
Chi Tang frowned and said, "Don't learn from my father, I'm not a child anymore, what can't I hear?" β
"Rumors are talking, talking...... Mr. Yan and Miss Yan...... Shameless! β
A vicious rumor that came out of nowhere spread all over the streets overnight.
Rumors say that Yan Songyun banned Yan Shu's marriage in order to occupy him.
"It just so happened that Li Chong was beaten, so he leaned on the rumors......"
Chi Tang was so angry that he stomped his feet in the house.
"It's too much! It's too much! Bloody mouth! Bloody mouth! β
"It doesn't have to be bloodyβ" came a lazy sound from outside the door.
Chi Tang stomped his feet twice: "Uncle Zhu! You're eavesdropping again! β
The door was pushed open, and Zhu Xian smiled and leaned against the door: "I am all at your father's orders, I can't let you be left alone, you drove Tsing Yi out, I had to go on my own." β
Chi Tang said angrily: "I talk to the painting screen, what kind of order?" β
"It's hard to say-" Zhu Xian was not afraid of offending the painting screen, "She is not the Chi family after all, what if someone coerces and lures you to harm you?" β
Chi Tang glared at Zhu Xian, wrapped up the painting screen, and hummed, "Ignore her!" We say ours! After speaking, he felt that it was wrong, and immediately broke his promise to pay attention to Zhu Xian, "What did you mean by what you said just now?" β
Zhu Xian smiled playfully and said, "Meaning, the rumors may be true-"