Bondage

"It feels really magical."

Lin Jiayue touched her belly, with a little tenderness in her eyes: "I have no relatives in this world. Now that I have you and a child, it seems that my life has been filled."

She looked up at Jiang Xingjian: "Do you like him? Are you looking forward to his arrival?"

Jiang Xingjian remained silent, Lin Jiayue lowered her head: "I guess you must like it, there is no one who doesn't like your child."

"Shall we give him a name?"

"What word do you think compares... ah!"

While talking, Lin Jiayue suddenly turned pale and squatted on the ground, Qian Bi jumped up in shock, and Jiang Xingjian frowned.

"What, what is it ringing?"

When Jiang Jing was carried out of the yard, the white palms that fell outside the bamboo frame suddenly appeared in his mind, as well as the red dots that splashed everywhere when Aunt Zhou touched the pillar and died.

Lin Jiayue squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, panicking.

Jiang Xingjian looked at Qian Bi, she hurriedly waved her hand to signal that she did not do it, the two searched the room for a long time, only to find that the string of pearls hanging on the washstand broke, and the pearls fell into the copper basin.

Qian Bi hurriedly packed up her things, and Jiang Xingjian picked her up.

Lin Jiayue put her arms around his neck and asked cautiously: "Is it Jiang Jing? Is it Jiang Jing and Aunt Zhou who came back to look for me? I didn't mean it. I never thought that I would kill both of them."

"It's just that the beads are broken, don't worry."

Jiang Xingjian touched her head and sighed quietly: "You have to rest for a while, the most important thing is to take care of your body."

Lin Jiayue nodded blankly, and after putting her to sleep, Jiang Xingjian left and went to Huai Su's room.

As soon as he entered the door, Huai Su got up quickly to help him take off his coat, and brought hot tea with just the right temperature from the table, Jiang Xingjian took a sip and handed it back to Huai Su.

"Master Hou, clean the green salt."

After Jiang Xingjian cleaned his mouth, he lay on the couch and let Huai Su press his forehead for him.

The two were speechless, but Jiang Xingjian felt it couldn't be more relaxed.

"Who in the mansion knows that Jiayue is pregnant?"

Huai Su said: "Lan Courtyard and his wife should know about it, and the doctors of other hospitals will not say it."

"Tomorrow, you tell the people in the courtyard to keep their mouths tight."

Huai Su paused: "Master Hou...wants to keep this child?"

Jiang Xingjian didn't answer, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at his sleeping face, Huai Su bit her lip and looked worried.

Early the next morning, Lin Jiayue had two more mothers, one was Jiang Xingjian's wet nurse, Li, and the other was Jiang's mother who had been serving her for many years.

As soon as the two arrived, they saw the Xiuyan Pavilion like an iron bucket, and no one could enter or leave.

Seeing this posture, Song Wan knew that the other party decided to keep the child.

When the hands that were pruning the flower branches stopped, she smiled and shook her head.

Seeing this, Heng Zhi asked, "Miss, is Master Hou crazy?"

Song Wan lowered his eyes and stared at the flower scissors in his hand seriously: "He should be thinking that no one will know that the Hou's mansion has a concubine's eldest son, and maybe the main courtyard of the Lan court will be sealed tomorrow so that I can't do it." Come in and out, so that after ten months, send the child to my knees to be raised as a legitimate son."

"In this way, since the Hou's mansion has a descendant, the rumors outside will be self-defeating."

"Miss!"

Heng Zhi's face turned pale: "If he does this, isn't he afraid that our mansion won't spare him if he finds out?"

"It's just a guess, otherwise I really don't know why Jiang Xingjian kept this child."

The reputation of the Hou's Mansion is enough to make the entire Shangjing family stay away, not to mention the marriages of the young ladies and masters in the mansion, even the concubine Jiang and the fifth prince in the palace are greatly affected.At such a critical time, if the matter of the eldest son of the concubine arises again, it will be harmful but not beneficial.

No matter how much Jiang Xingjian valued Lin Jiayue and was reluctant to part with the child in her womb, she probably wouldn't take Concubine Jiang, the fifth prince, and the century-old foundation of the Hou Mansion as companions.

So Song Wan couldn't figure it out.

The only thing she could think of was that the Hou Mansion would be strictly guarded this October, preventing her from sending news to the Song Mansion.

On the day of Lin Jiayue's delivery, she will end up "dying in childbirth". In the future, this child will be able to justifiably become the blood of the two families of Jiang and Song Dynasties.

It's just that Song Wan didn't say this, she was afraid that Heng Zhiheng would be worried and do something drastic.

"Today, it is said that Mrs. Lang came into the mansion to try out what Jiang Xingjian thinks."

Hengzhi nodded and hurriedly passed on.

Tong Hengwu was waiting in the courtyard, both of them were very anxious, but what Song Wan didn't expect was that the news was actually passed on without being blocked at all.

She was a little surprised when Mrs. Lang entered the mansion in the evening.

After thinking about it again and again, Song Wan asked her to bring a letter to Song Fu, explaining the matter of the concubine's eldest son in detail.After finishing all this, Mrs. Lang said: "A few days ago, my uncle was transferred to the Wenxuan Qingli Department to set up a department and became a fifth-rank doctor. My uncle asked this old slave to say something when he sees grandma, so that you don't always worry about it."

"really?"

Song Wan pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother is full of money, he will shine wherever he goes."

The two talked a few more words about affairs outside the residence, and then Mrs. Lang left.

After she left, Song Wan was puzzled and said: "I can tell the news that the Hou's mansion has a concubine's eldest son, which shows that Jiang Xingjian didn't intend to do that. It's really strange."

Hengzhi nodded and said: "The servant also feels that Lord Hou dare not confuse the blood of the Jiang and Song families. If something happened to Dong Chuang, the master and the young master will not let him go easily."

Song Wanxiu frowned slightly: "I can't see what he thinks and does, it really makes me feel uneasy."

Not only did Song Wan not understand Jiang Xingjian's actions, but even Jiang's mother and Jiang Yan were in the dark, but Jiang's mother was used to throwing away the shopkeeper, and now her son said don't worry, she really put it aside , concentrate on serving Mrs. Jiang, and strive to make the old lady live two more days.

Jiang Yan used his own method to help Song Wan eradicate the danger.

As soon as Qingzhai entered the room with the new inkstone, he heard Jiang Yan say: "The eldest son of the concubine should not appear in the Hou's mansion. Today you go to find Qianbi, she knows what to do."

"The servant knows."

Putting the things on the desk, Qing Zhai went to the storeroom to get the gold and silver embroidery thread and left.

Before today, she didn't know that Qian Bi belonged to the second master. She thought that when Aunt Lin first entered the mansion, the second master had already arranged the chess pieces.

Thinking of this, Qingzhai's eyes revealed admiration.

Going to the door of Xiuyan Pavilion, she found the lowly maid in Lan Courtyard and asked her to find Qian Bi.

Not long after, Qianbi stood in the room, and Qingzhai talked to her through the window: "A few days ago when I was in charge of the government, I heard you said that Aunt Lin's gold and silver embroidery thread is not enough here, and I have more this month, so I will give it to you." Aunt Lin delivered it."

Passed the things to Nanny Li, and before she received them, Qian Bi said: "Please trouble Miss Qingzhai, our aunt has been lazy recently, and hasn't done embroidery for a long time."

"However, the Embroidery Smoke Pavilion is indeed without gold and silver embroidery thread, and the servants still owe Aunt Huaisu two groups. I wonder if Sister Qingzhai can give me this?"

Qing Zhai nodded, and gave the things to Nanny Li, asking her to pass them on to Huai Su.

When he returned to Yulingzhai, Jiang Yan was tending flowers and plants, Qingzhai said: "My second master, Qian Bi said that Huai Su did it before us."

"Huisu?"

Qingzhai nodded, but Jiang Yan frowned: "Help her if necessary."

"The servant knows."

Seeing that Jiang Yan was concentrating all his energy on the scroll, Qingzhai carefully exited the study.

Jiang Yan outlined a graceful figure with his pen. He is proficient in writing, as if every line has been traced countless times. The person's eyebrows and eyes are also engraved into his bones and blood. Every time he shows a little bit, he can't help but feel his ears warm.

When the person in his heart appeared vividly on the paper, his brows and eyes stretched, but there was sadness in his infatuation.

Carefully rolling up the painting, Jiang Yan found a brazier and lit it slowly.

The ashes of the paper fluttered and disappeared into the world, as if the unspeakable and secret thoughts in his heart were hard to reveal in broad daylight.