"You don't have to worry about it, even if I break an arm at that time, I won't hesitate."

Duan Wangchen rubbed the back of her head, and said comforting words on her lips.

Jiang Wanyin waited for him in Duan Wangchen's house for a long time, but saw that it was Song Qingge who sent him back. Duan Wangchen's eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at her.

"You can go back."

Seeing Jiang Wanyin, he did not hesitate to separate her.

Jiang Wanyin was stunned, and then saw the injury on Song Qingge's wrist, and a trace of worry appeared on her face, "My sister's hand is injured, so let Yin'er serve her husband." ”

His eyes fell on Song Qingge's wrist, Duan Wangchen thought about it, and then said, "Your hand is injured, and there are indeed many inconveniences, so it's better to go back and heal the injury first." ”

"Hmm."

Song Qingge agreed, asked Jiang Wanyin to take Duan Wangchen over, and then turned to leave.

"Ahh

As soon as she walked outside, there was a scream from inside the house, which sounded like the voice of Duan Wangchen, and she hurried back.

Seeing a pool of blood on the ground, Duan Wangchen was leaning against the edge of the bed with her back covered, Jiang Wanyin was holding a pair of blood-stained scissors in her hand, and she laughed wantonly.

"What are you doing here?!" Song Qingge looked at her in disbelief and ran over to support Duan Wangchen. There was a lot of blood on his back, and although there was no trace of the dark purple robe, there was a lot of blood on the palms of her hands, sticky, and still warm.

"Husband, don't blame me, who told you to use me to deal with my father from the beginning, this knife is what you owe me."

Her eyes were full of pleasure, and the scissors in her hands were still dripping with blood.

Duan Wuchen's face didn't have a trace of blood, he just looked at her coldly, "Poisonous woman!" His eyes were full of cruelty, and his body became weaker and weaker.

"Someone, someone!"

Song Qingge shouted loudly, and as soon as the Wang family, who was worried about Duan Wangchen's body, walked outside the house, he heard Song Qingge's shouting and hurriedly walked to the house.

Seeing Duan Wangchen covered in blood, the old lady's body immediately couldn't stand it, and she only called "Chen'er", and the person fainted.

The waiter ran in and carried him to the soft couch with Song Qingge, and the servants hurriedly went out to call the husband.

Jiang Wanyin was still standing aside, smiling incessantly. Rue walked up to her and whispered, "Madam, let's go back first." Then he hurried her out of the house.

When the husband arrived at the Hou Mansion, Duan Wangchen's face was already pale, he had lost too much blood and had been in a coma in bed.

Song Qingge stayed by his bedside and looked at him steadily. She didn't expect that one day Jiang Wanyin would do this to him.

But when she heard her accusation, she understood why Duan Wangchen wanted to marry Jiang Wanyin in the first place, and the knife she stabbed was really not in love at all, without the slightest hesitation.

However, seeing her crazy look, Song Qingge knew how deep her affection for Duan Wangchen was. At this moment, looking at Duan Wangchen lying on the soft couch, her heart was not very good.

The husband stopped the bleeding for him, and after bandaging the wound, he prescribed a bunch of medicines. Song Qingge handed over the medicine and prescription to the waiter and asked him to go down to decoction the medicine.

The Wang family was still in a coma at the moment, so she could only be guarded by her in front of Duan Wangchen's soft couch.

Hearing that Jiang Wanyin stabbed Duan Wangchen, the whole person became a little crazy, Xuanyuan Jing sent Qi Yuanzhao to Qiuqian Yuan and brought her out.

At this moment, the whole Hou Mansion was busy taking care of the affairs of the Wang family and Duan Wangchen, and no one had time to pay attention to the eldest lady.

In the carriage, as soon as Xuanyuan Jing saw Jiang Wanyin, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to her, wanting to wrap her hand in the palm of his hand, but she avoided it.

Her expression was a little sluggish, but there was still a trace of clarity in her eyes, and she was not completely crazy.

"Yin'er, it's me." Xuanyuan Jing said cautiously.

She was still dodging, and kept moving into the corner of the carriage, and did not look at him, only bowed her head, and was depressed.

The carriage drove forward for a long time before she slowly raised her head, and suddenly saw that she was staying in a carriage with him, Jiang Wanyin lifted the curtain and looked at him vigilantly, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

"Don't be afraid, I'm just letting you leave the Hou Mansion temporarily, you are the way you are now, you can't stay in it anymore."

Xuanyuan Jing spoke softly and replied to her cautiously.

"Don't think I'm really crazy, I just can't stand it, I can't stand it when he is so good to Song Qingge, but he ignores me." She clenched her knees, a little emotional.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, "I know, I know you're not crazy, outsiders say you're delirious, but I don't think so, I think you're still the same Yin'er you were at the beginning, the Yin'er who was full of pride." ”

Hearing his words, she suddenly became excited, glared at him and asked, "Who said I was crazy?" I am the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, my husband is the now powerful Hou Ye, and my father is the prime minister of the dynasty, who dares to say that I am crazy? ”

"Nobody says you're crazy, nobody says you're crazy." Seeing her excited look, Xuanyuan Jing had no choice but to calm her emotions first.

However, she would not let him come near her.

"Where are you taking me? I want to go back to the Hou Mansion and return to Brother Chen's side! She immediately stood up, and the carriage shook violently, and she stumbled and fell.

Xuanyuan Jing hurriedly stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, and as soon as she went down, she immediately struggled in his arms, "You let go of me!" Hurry up and let go, I want to get off the carriage, I want to go back to the Hou Mansion! ”

She fought with him.

"I will send you back, but not now, what if you go back, Duan Wangchen is now in a coma, and the whole of the mansion is taking care of him and the Wang family, and you are just under their eyes when you go back!"

The more she struggled, the tighter Xuanyuan Jing hugged her and said this to her loudly in front of her.

"Even if that's the case, I don't want to stay with you, I'd rather go back and be blinded than stay around someone as disgusting as you!"

Jiang Wanyin blushed and yelled at him.

Xuanyuan Jing was stunned, and the hand holding her waist slowly let go, "Since you feel disgusting to stay with me, then you can go back." ”

This time, he completely let go of his hand, and his words were full of loss.

Jiang Wanyin's body stiffened for a moment, but she didn't move for a long time, and finally, she drilled into his arms and cried loudly.

"I didn't mean to stab him, I just couldn't stand that he married me to take advantage of me, and it was all fake that he tried to get close to me and be good to me at the beginning. I have been cared for by my father and mother since I was a child, why did I change when I came to him? ”

She kept crying in his arms, like a child who had been completely wronged and had not yet grown up.

Xuanyuan Jing's hand was raised in the air, and after a while, his hand fell on her back and carefully stroked her back, "It's okay, it's okay..."

He couldn't think of anything else to comfort her with those three words.

"I know that he likes Song Qingge very much, so as soon as I entered the mansion, I made it difficult for her in every way, but I didn't expect to let her marry him. It's all your fault, why didn't you marry her in the first place? And also match her and Brother Chen's relatives? Did you always hold a grudge against me because of the things you committed in the Prime Minister's Mansion back then, that's why you tortured me like this? She looked up and asked him with teary eyes.

Xuanyuan Jing sighed, looking at the softness in her eyes, "I really don't know what happened back then. There were too many people who went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to congratulate you on your birthday that day, and I couldn't find out from the other, so I have never been able to give you a complete explanation for this matter. But I didn't expect that no matter what I said, no matter how many times I said it, you wouldn't believe it. Yin'er, am I so filthy in your heart? ”

"It's not just me, everyone in Chang'an City thinks so."

The reputation of the fourth prince Xuanyuan Jing in Chang'an, everyone must know, although he is favored by Emperor Xuanyuan and many ministers in the court, but he is a very attentive person.

There are often courtesans and dancers who come and go in and out of his Jingwang Mansion, because there are often sexual incidents in the house. His scandalous affairs have long been spread in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.

Because of this, Emperor Xuanyuan has never made him the crown prince.

He was very dissatisfied with her reply, and a trace of anger appeared on his face, "I don't care what those people think, I only care what you think in your heart." ”

"I only have Brother Chen in my heart, and I will only have him in this life, you have died of this heart!" She had always spoken directly, not noticing a flash of loss in his eyes.

He swallowed the dryness in his throat and asked her, "Didn't you notice when those lustful things started in King Jing's Mansion?" ”

As soon as he asked, Jiang Wanyin slowly recalled carefully, as if he had made such an incident in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he began to wantonly recruit the courtesans and dancers in Chang'an City to the mansion, but anyone who was a little beautiful could enter and leave his Jingwang Mansion.

"That's what you are!" She was still unforgiving, but a hint of panic had crept up in her heart. She began to realize that she had misunderstood him for so many years.

"Well, since everything I said was in vain, I won't say anything more." The sense of loss in his words became more and more intense, and even the brows were stained with a layer of gloom.

Jiang Wanyin sat aside, twisted her fingers, and stopped talking. There was a feeling of weakness in my heart, but I didn't dare to look at him.

There was silence in the air for a while before she asked, "Then you, where are you going to take me now?" ”

"I wanted to take you back to King Jing's Mansion, but it is always inconvenient for you to marry, I will send you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and you will stay in the Mansion for a few days. Even if you return to the Hou Mansion at this moment, the Wang family and Duan Wuchen will not wait to see you. He took the cup in his hand and tepidly replied to her.

After a pause, he spoke again: "I don't want you to be wronged, since marrying Duan Wangchen, you have suffered enough grievances. ”

For some reason, his words suddenly made her heart warm, even if he was married to Duan Wangchen, he had never said such heart-warming words.

Her nose was sore, and tears were dripping from her eyes.

Seeing tears dripping on her clothes, Xuanyuan Jing raised her head to look at her, and saw that she was looking at herself aggrievedly, and when she looked at each other, she immediately looked away.

"Crying for what?"

Xuanyuan Jing didn't quite understand which sentence made her cry.

Unexpectedly, when he asked her like this, she cried even more fiercely, and her teary eyes fell down directly, with a crying sound.

"This king didn't scold you, if you really insist on going back to the Hou Mansion, I will send you back, you don't have to cry so sadly."

For the first time in her life, Jiang Wanyin saw him in such a hurry.

She cried too hard, coughed a few times, and shook her head vigorously, "I'm not going back..."

will send her back to the prime minister's mansion, and seeing her walking to the mansion safe and sound, Xuanyuan Jing returned to the palace with confidence.

Qi Yuanzhao poured him a cup of tea in the carriage, "You have a deep affection for Miss Jiang, I really hope that she can one day be your heart tomorrow." ”

Xuanyuan Jing looked at the tea leaves floating on the water, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

Duan Wuchen woke up once after losing too much blood and fell into a coma, and when he saw Song Qingge, he raised the corners of his lips, and he fell asleep again not long after feeding him the decoction.

Xu had lost too much blood, and his body had not yet recovered his strength, so he was drowsy.

Wang asked Rong to help him and came to Duan Wangchen's house, refusing to go back again, and wanted to guard Duan Wangchen in person. Song Qingge couldn't resist her, so she had to let the Rong family guard her, and she went out of the house where she forgot the dust.

Furou returned to Zhuyunyuan with her with the lamp, and went to make her bed, she was tired from working all day. But as soon as she lay down, the candlelight in the room flickered.

A man stood next to her bed, picked her up from the soft couch, and walked out of Zhuyun Garden.

On the second day, when Song Qingge woke up, he faintly smelled a fragrance. She slowly opened her eyes, and what fell into her eyes was not the familiar curtain, but a very elegant room, filled with vases, calligraphy and paintings.

She lifted the futon and got out of bed, and slowly walked to the window, and when she looked out of the window, her hand holding the edge of the window stiffened, and outside the window was a large field of gorse.

The smell wafted in from the outside.

"Why didn't you even put on a coat when you got out of bed?" Luo Jingsheng's hand fell on her shoulder, draping her over a coat.

"Brother Xiao, why am I here?" Hearing his voice, she turned back to him and asked.

"I brought you here after you fell asleep last night." He wrapped her clothes tightly.

"I can't be dreaming, am I?"

She looked at him, and then at the gorse outside the window. Still a little unbelievable, at this moment she should stay in the Hou Mansion to take care of Duan Wuchen.

He raised his hand and pinched her face lightly, and she screamed softly in pain, and then said with joy on her face: "So it's true, I'm not dreaming." ”

Seeing her so playful, Luo Jingsheng laughed out loud and asked her, "Do you want to go out and have a look?" ”

"Hmm!"

She nodded, and the two of them walked outside the house together, holding hands. The garden is full of gorse, and you can see it all.

It can be seen that this flower is blooming for the first time today, and the color is still very bright, and none of them are gone. It was May, and he had brought her over at the right time.

"I saw that the plantagenet was about to bloom, and I wondered how to bring you here. That's why I took advantage of the fact that you were asleep last night and quietly went to bring you over. ”

He had planted the flowers in this garden for her, and he was satisfied to see her so happy to see them.

"I didn't expect that after so many years of separation, you can still remember my favorite gorse."

She was naturally very happy in her heart, and when she was a child she told him that in the future, when she married him, she would choose a garden in their house to be planted with gorse. By the time of May, they will have a garden full of gorse.

"I've always remembered your favorite things, so I've always carried this purse with me." Luo Jingsheng took out the yellow satin purse on her body, and then remembered the sequelae left by her after the fire, "It's a pity that you can't embroider such a delicate purse like you did when you were a child." ”

There was a hint of gloom on his face.

"These days, I have been practicing, and now I can thread the needle and thread, but I can't embroider well with a needle and a thread when embroidering, and my hand is always shaking unconsciously."

She glanced down at her hands, her long eyelashes blinking and blinking.

He stretched out his hand and wrapped her hands into the palms of his hands, "It's okay, as long as you embroider it, I like it." At that time, the newly rising sun shone on his face, and the smile on his face was wrapped in a little warmth, mixed with a little doting on her when he was young.

"Brother Xiao, you can come back to me again, I know that you are still alive, so I am satisfied." She leaned into his arms, surrounded by bright red gorse.

This scene was dreamed of many times in her dreams, and it really came true at this moment.

In front of him, it was the person he liked, and she was lying in his arms.

At this time, her heart was full of joy.

"Miss, Miss, Master Hou has woken up, and he is looking for you all over the house at the moment!" I don't know how Furou knew she was here, so she shouted at the people who were standing in the gorse bush and hugged each other tightly.

"I have to go back!"

Song Qingge hurriedly let go of his hand, and he didn't care about the others, and hurriedly walked among the flowers.

If Duan Wuchen knew that she was staying in Changle Mansion at the moment, I was afraid that there would be another bloody storm.

Luo Jingsheng asked Yufeng to prepare a carriage and send the two of them back to the Hou Mansion. As soon as she entered the mansion, she saw Duan Wangchen walking outside with a cane, and the panic on her face when she came back faded a little, "Ah Ge, where have you been?" ”

He asked her in a panic, one hand clasping her wrist tightly.

She was frightened by his sudden strength, and hurriedly explained to him, "I just went to the outside of the mansion to get you medicine, you don't have to be so alarmed." ”

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll never see you again." For some reason, his mood became very unstable, Xu because he was stabbed by Jiang Wanyin, a person who was close to him.

"Aren't I coming back?" She smiled hard and helped him back into the house, his face was still haggard, and he had two wounds on his body, but he still had to get out of bed and look for her.

"It's good to be back, don't leave my sight easily in the future." He still clutched her wrist, and there was a sense of unease in his words.

Song Qingge only helped him go back, but did not agree to his words.

At this moment, she has another concern in her heart, how can she no longer easily leave his sight, maybe one day she will disappear with Luo Jingsheng, it is not necessarily.

But the most important thing at the moment is to let Duan Wangchen heal the injuries on his body.

From returning to the house to drinking the decoction, Duan Wuchen never asked her about leaving the house, and he believed her when she said that she was going to grab the medicine.

At noon, the Wang family came, and as soon as she entered the house, she opened her mouth to complain to Duan Wangchen, "Yin'er, she didn't say a word when she went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it's really getting more and more unpleasant." ”

"She let her go back if she wanted to, and staying here is an eyesore." Duan Wangchen's words revealed his dislike for her.

"You can't say that, she is a young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and you took the initiative to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to propose marriage."

Wang sighed, although he scolded him, there was still a hint of pampering in his words.

Duan Wuchen didn't say anything more, he always took care of the loss in this matter, and he did all the good guys and bad guys. But he is the only pillar of the Duan family, and these things have to be borne by him.

During the days when he was recuperating from his injuries, Jiang Wanyin did not return to the Hou Mansion, and stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Jiang Hechi and Du didn't want her to go back, he had done such a disgraceful thing to their daughter, and they hated him to the core. Hearing Jiang Wanyin say that she stabbed him, Jiang Hechi almost applauded, which was considered to relieve him of some anger.

Wang was embarrassed, but asked someone to invite her a few times, but she didn't take it to heart.

After Duan Wangchen's injury recovered, he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person. It's just that he took Song Qingge with him. Seeing the two of them both appear in the Prime Minister's Mansion, without waiting for Jiang Hechi to speak, Jiang Wanyin directly asked him, "What do you mean, husband?" ”

"Yin'er, you've been in your mother's mansion for so long, it's time to go back to the Hou Mansion. I brought Ah Ge here to remind you that as the eldest lady in the house, even if you can't be as gentle and virtuous as her, you should learn half of her. ”

He held Song Qingge's hand tightly in his hand, and just stood in front of her without a trace of tenderness on his face.

"This is the Prime Minister's Mansion, even if you want to remind you, it won't be your turn to come here to remind you!" Although Jiang Wanyin was still as arrogant as before, the arrogance in her heart had been trampled on the ground by the two of them and shattered.

"I want to remind you in the Hou Mansion, but look at the way you look now, where do you look like the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion?!"

Duan Wangchen snorted coldly.

Jiang Hechi immediately stepped forward and pulled his angry daughter behind him, staring straight at him with a pair of majestic eyes, "Duan Wangchen, you can see clearly, this is my Jiang Hechi's daughter, it's not something you can accuse casually!" ”

"The Prime Minister is not afraid of being laughed at when he says this? Isn't it clear in your own mind what is the situation in the DPRK and China now? ”

Duan Wangchen glanced at him, let Song Qingge lean back a little, and then stared at him and whispered, "If you do this, you are harming your own daughter." Now that she is my wife who has forgotten the dust, I can do whatever I want, even if I divorce her at the moment, you can't say half a sentence! ”

"Duan Wangchen, I was really blind at the beginning!"

Hearing him insult Jiang Hechi like this, Jiang Wanyin couldn't help but break free of Jiang Hechi's hand, stepped forward and scolded him loudly.