All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

Hearing this, Jiang Lan blinked his unfathomable eyes, his expression falling into a complex state.

...

Rong Mansion, Kwun Tong Pavilion.

Jiang Qingyan held the black chess piece in his hand, and on the celadon chessboard, he moved the middle bishop to the side bishop without leaving any trace.

It avoids the situation where the two rooks are flat and the three elephants are killed.

Rong Qiuli's second red rook always occupies the second lane, blocking the black rook's chance to tie five with eight. The masters exchanged moves and secretly gave in to each other, and the chess game slowly moved toward a draw.

Jiang Qingyan raised his eyes and smiled.

"Concession!"

Song Xiang walked in from the corridor and shouted at Jiang Qingyan's back: "Ayan!"

Jiang Qingyan stood up and turned around with joy in his eyes: "My wife, have you finished talking to your mother?"

"That's it, is Ayan playing chess with Mr. Rong?"

Jiang Qingyan smiled warmly: "If you have nothing to do, let's play a few games with Mr. Rong!"

Rong Qiuli stood up slowly and cast an intriguing look: "When I met Miss Song, Miss Song seemed to have not yet married!"

"Master Rong, have you known each other earlier than me?" Jiang Qingyan was a little curious. He took Song Xiang's hand and urged in a low voice, "Tell me about it!"

"Earlier, I was beaten with a sap and thrown into the Canghe River outside Fengbian City. I almost drowned. It was Mr. Rong who saved me!"

Jiang Qingyan did not ask why Rong Qiuli appeared outside Fengbian City, but just held his hands and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Rong, for saving the life of Qingyan's wife!"

Rong Qiuli felt bitter in her heart and said with pretense of regret: "Miss Song also helped me save my life. To be honest, Mr. Jiang, I didn't know that Miss Song had a husband before. I just thought that she was alone, and I wanted to I pledged myself to her, who knew..."

A rather resentful and slightly hurt voice reached Jiang Qingyan's ears, causing his upright figure to stagnate slightly.

Young Master Rong Mansion actually harbored thoughts about Song Xiang, and even said it frankly in front of him. Is this deliberately poking fun at him? Or is it asking for directions?

When Song Xiang heard this, she frowned slightly. She had only met Young Master Rong a few times, and they both followed the rules of etiquette and never crossed the threshold. How could she have such thoughts in him?

Could it be that Xu Niaonuo took off his jade belt and hurt his self-esteem, so he relied on him?

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in Kwun Tong Pavilion instantly cooled down.

Rong Qiuli's eyes flashed, and he wanted to break the beauty between the couple for no reason. He turned around slowly and said pitifully: "Although the kidnapping case did not cause any damage to me, it left a mark in my heart. The indelible knot in my heart makes me extremely ashamed..."

"I hope Miss Song will keep the secret for me. I don't dare to think about getting married anymore..."

Song Xiang opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him, and finally persuaded him dryly: "Master Rong is from a noble family, has elegant manners, and outstanding charm. He will definitely find a girl of his choice to marry!"

"As for keeping secrets, the young master has always lived in a deep house and has little contact with the outside world. Who dares to raise any doubts!"

"Thank you, Miss Song!" Rong Qiuli said softly, before turning around, his body trembling slightly, "I won't disturb your wife and husband's reunion, take my leave..."

After saying this, he walked straight out of the pavilion and headed towards the backyard.

"Master Wife, you have countless peach blossoms, and they are still chaotic after cutting them off!" Jiang Qingyan squeezed Song Xiang's hand tightly, feeling uncomfortable, "He is the son of Magistrate Rong, and he has also taken the initiative with his wife!"

"Ayan, I have no admiration for Young Master Rong!"

"My wife has no admiration for him, but I can't bear him to focus on you!" Jiang Qingyan looked at Rong Qiuli's back calmly, with a somewhat unpredictable meaning, "I looked down on you before. Him!"

"His move of turning retreat into advance is very clever!"

"Ayan, don't think about Mr. Rong. You should think about me!" Song Xiang approached Jiang Qingyan, hugged his waist, and said aggrievedly, "Your mother-in-law is going to marry me a side husband soon!"

When Jiang Qingyan heard this, his expression changed: "What kind of side husband are you marrying? What did you guys talk about just now?"

Song Xiang was not very happy. He pouted and whispered: "Go and ask your good mother-in-law! She asked me to pretend to be someone else's husband and do things for her!"

"other people?"

"Yes! He said he is the son of the Shen family!" Song Xiang said in an understatement, with an unhappy face, "I have never met the young master of the Shen family, how could I..."

Jiang Qingyan felt cold all over and said with a heavy breath, "I'll ask her!"

"Wait a minute!" Song Xiang hugged Jiang Qingyan, rubbed his chest and said, "You are visiting privately incognito, and your identity cannot be exposed. You will stay in Rong Mansion for the next few days. When I come back from Fengbian, I will rent a new house, and then I will bring you You go over."

"Ayan, I was out for a long time today. I'm afraid they might be anxious at home. How about I come over to accompany you tomorrow?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded, personally sent Song Xiang to the inner gate of the outer courtyard, and told her: "My wife, you don't have to worry about marrying a husband. I will discuss it with my mother. You just study hard to prepare for the provincial examination." ."

Song Xiang wanted to say that he couldn't learn and had to do things for his mother, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it out loud. He would know it later anyway.

After coming out of Rong's house, Song Xiang bought a sauce-flavored duck for Lu Zechuan and rushed to Liang's house in a hurry.

Lu Zechuan lay down on the bed, and Dengzhu took care of changing dressings and feeding him. Although he was unwilling, he did not resist blindly.

Taro brought water in and asked Dengzhu to help Lu Zechuan scrub him.

Lu Zechuan said expressionlessly: "Leave it alone and let Song Xiang come back to serve me!"

Taro was at a loss when Song Xiang's voice sounded like the sound of nature from outside: "I'm back!"

"Miss is back!" Taro turned around and walked to the door and welcomed Song Xiang in. "Mr. Lu hasn't washed up yet. I want to wait for you to wash him, Miss!"

"I understand, you go down!"

Song Xiang walked to the bed, stretched out a bag of sauce-flavored duck to the head of the bed, and coaxed him: "Can I tear it up for you to eat? It's still warm!"

"Hmph!" Lu Zechuan turned his head to the inside, "Liar!"

Song Xiang pinched Lu Zechuan's face and said, "Don't be angry. I encountered obstacles in stamping the seal and met Ayan again, so I came back late!"

"Who is Ayan?"

Song Xiang smiled awkwardly and explained: "Of course he is my real husband!"

Lu Zechuan glanced at Song Xiang lightly and said in a strange tone: "No wonder you came so late. Is this to satisfy him?"

"You are jealous again!" Song Xiang said deliberately, "Since you care so much, why not find the daughter of the Wu family? She is devoted to you and will only marry you. Wouldn't it be nice if you went and lived a good life with her?"

Lu Zechuan choked, turned around unnaturally, grabbed Song Xiang's sleeve, and said aggrievedly: "Song Xiang, I'm just jealous! Why am I jealous! Don't let me be jealous!"

"Song Xiang, I don't mind..." After a moment of pause, he said, "I'm just jealous!"

"It's my fault for not being able to serve you!"