strictlysupreme Chapter 880 Chapter 880
Chapter 880 Chapter 880
Song Youan didn't want to recall the past. He was extremely upset at the moment. He had been cold and hungry all day and had a high fever in the middle of the night.
This illness made Song Youan try to escape.
In his daze, he thought that since his younger brother was also missing and his life or death was uncertain, he might as well die with him.
When he woke up, he began to think about how to deal with the anger of He Jiang and the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
Several times, he woke up with a start and pulled Baocai to ask repeatedly, "Is there anyone coming to the door?"
Baocai shook his head.
"Sir, please take good care of yourself and don't let anyone bother you."
Song Youan seemed relieved, but also hopeless, and lay down on the bed, "Send someone to inquire about Prince Yong's Mansion, Princess's Villa, and Duke Zhenguo's Mansion. Don't miss any movement in any of them..."
Baocai nodded.
"Don't worry, sir. There are two people in your house who we can use."
Song Youan's face was exhausted. "I will release you from your indenture. If I fail, you can find a good place to bury me after I grow up in two or three years."
Baocai lay in front of the bed with moist eyes.
"Master, don't worry. If things really don't work out, we can just run away. We can always survive no matter where we are."
The days of anxiety passed until the evening of the next day, when Old Li, who worked at the mansion, brought hot water from the kitchen.
When he saw Baocai, he muttered a few words.
Baocai said nothing, pointing inside the house, "Uncle Li, it's better to put him in the young master's inner room. The young master has a high fever and is sweating all over. He will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't take a shower."
After entering the inner room, Old Li put down his carrying pole.
Baocai also helped to move the tub, and the two of them were adding hot water to it. During this free time, Old Li whispered to Song Youan, who was sitting in front of him, "Princess Hongan is dead."
When these words were spoken, Song Youan stood up in shock.
"Why did he die?"
"There was a lot of talk outside. In the morning, the cloud board was struck, and then a white banner was hung. Most people said that he committed suicide."
"Are there any problems in other mansions?"
"Sir, I haven't heard anything. It seems everything is normal."
Song Youan felt more and more uneasy. He knew that He Jiang and Jin Foyue had done something. There was no way such a scandal could spread to the public. Ordinary people would know nothing about it.
Bigger storms are yet to come.
On the third day, He Liu sent someone to deliver a letter, asking Song Youan to go to Spider Pond. When Song Youan saw He Liu dressed like a vegetable farmer, he said weakly, "It's freezing cold, I caught a cold and got sick. If I go to Spider Pond, I'm afraid the road will be bumpy and I'm afraid..."
"The prince wants to promote you, so please don't be ignorant. The prince said that he met you, young master, at Prince An's mansion that day. The prince didn't tell us what happened, but -"
He Liu was dressed in coarse linen, but that couldn't hide the aura of a butler and guard for many years.
He looked at Song Youan coldly, scanning the weak man in front of him with a fierce look, "Could it be that you conspired with outsiders to plot against the prince?"
"What are you talking about, Sixth Brother? Didn't the prince abandon me?"
After saying that, he began to sob.
Ok?
You cried though?
He Liu frowned, "Why are you crying? What happened that day?"
Song Youan was determined and spoke out the excuse he had been planning for the past two days. "The prince didn't care about me. He let me be knocked unconscious and thrown into the dry well. If it weren't for the two maids who passed by and pulled me out, I would have frozen to death in the dry well by now!"
He Liu's eyes were sharp, they narrowed slightly, and he stared motionlessly at the man in front of him who was crying at the drop of a hat.
She really deserves to be the number one in the Music Bureau. Just with these few movements of wiping tears and holding her forehead, she is full of alluring charm.
"You're probably the thief crying thief."
When Song Youan heard that He Liu didn't believe it, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed to him, asking him to take a closer look. He then turned around and pulled down the back of his collar, "Look at me, I almost died in that dry well! Who could I harm? In this capital, in Dalong, I only have the prince as my relative. To murder him... do I want to die?"
After she finished speaking, she burst into tears and looked like a real woman.
He Liu is not He Jiang, and he won’t fall for it.
He was quite disgusted and could not bear to watch any longer. "After noon, we will stay at Spider Pond. The prince is not feeling well, so you can do whatever you want!"
However, Song Youan never expected that as soon as he went out and got on the carriage, he was followed by Linshan and Linxi from the Zhenguo Mansion.
Pei An originally wanted to go ahead and meet Song Youan, but unexpectedly He Jiang got there first.
It didn't matter. In his heart, Song Youan's crime was basically unforgivable. There weren't so many coincidences in the world. After carefully questioning Lotus, Diewu and Dieyi, he felt that Song Youan's behavior was even more weird.
Why would a man dress up as a woman for no reason?
It’s no good to be early!
In Shaohua Garden, Pei An carefully applied medicine to Song Guanzhou. Hua Chonglou personally brought the ointment early this morning, and Honeysuckle had already applied it once.
When he was about to go to bed in the evening, Pei An took over and said, "I'll do it."
Song Guanzhou laughed softly, "Do you know how to do it? Honeysuckle is quick and nimble, it will be done in just a few strokes." She touched her face. She was used to ordering servants around, so even small things like applying medicine had to be done by others.
Fallen!
Pei An sighed, "I can't even do this, I'm unworthy of being a husband."
After this incident, Song Guanzhou was no longer like he used to be. He talked to him about too many grievances and was so calm that it made him feel even more uncomfortable.
I'm afraid that the woman in front of him also thinks that he is not worthy of being a husband.
Song Guanzhou chuckled, "It's okay. I'm lucky to have escaped. Besides, Jin Fuyun set up the trap but got caught in it. Compared to that, my little injury is nothing!"
Most of Song Guanzhou's injuries came from himself.
In desperation, she took the aphrodisiac and pinched her hands and legs, leaving bruises all over them. There were also teeth marks on her hands and arms.
As for the tongue, it was covered with scars.
Nowadays, she speaks with a lisp.
Pei An sent the maid away and carefully helped her apply the medicine. He said nothing, but Song Guanzhou could clearly see his guilt.
Song Guanzhou's heart softened. She didn't want to take advantage of the guilt of the man in front of her and use it to blackmail him.
After being married for more than half a year, she has learned not to force things.
But humans are not plants or trees, so how can they be heartless?
She knew that Pei An had nothing to say to her. As for the grudge between him and Jin Fuyun, Pei An was a player in the game. Song Guanzhou could control him, but it was impossible for him to control others.
Talking about the affection between husband and wife, thinking of the birthday gift he received during the day, Song Guanzhou couldn't help but lean on Pei An's shoulder.
The man who was applying medicine on her legs was distracted by the softness.
"It's not your fault, Shiro."
After hearing this, Pei An felt even more ashamed to face Song Guanzhou. He lowered his head and looked at the numerous scars on his once flawless white skin.
"I have brought all this suffering upon you."