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Song Xiang raised a cold smile and walked quickly to the guest house, all the way to Jiang Lan's room.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open.

Jiang Lan trembled all over and the tea he was holding spilled all over him.

After seeing that it was Song Xiang, she raised her authority and scolded, "Song Xiang, what are you doing? Do you have any manners?"

Song Xiang's face was as cold as frost, and his mouth seemed to be filled with poison: "Jiang Lan! Why don't you look at yourself and see what kind of crazy person you are!"

"You are rebelling! How dare you address me by my name? You are a dog who has read so much books!" Jiang Lan threw down the teacup. "You are insulting an official of the imperial court. Are you going to die?"

Snapped!

Song Xiang whipped the table, shattering the cups and teacups all over the floor. She sneered and said in an extremely cold tone, "So what if I insult a person like you who has such a ruthless heart and behaves like a dog!"

"Jiang Lan, I want to ask you why you interfered in my backyard affairs while I was not in Xuanyang!"

"Where is Nong Yue? Where is he now? If you don't hand Nong Yue over, then we'll just have to wait and see!"

Jiang Lan was stunned. He looked at Song Xiang's noble demeanor. There was a kind of majesty of a person in power in him, which should not be underestimated.

She couldn't stop wondering: Could it be that she knows about her own life?

After thinking it over secretly, she spoke, "Song Xiang, I have already found out some clues about your background. You can get to the bottom of it when you go to the capital. I did this for your own good. She is a prostitute. If she really went to the capital with you, it would bring shame to your family. Now I have handled it for you out of kindness. Please don't be ignorant and fail to know the situation!"

"As for your insults to me just now, I will not take it seriously because you are still young."

Song Xiang laughed and said with a little anger: "So, I have to thank you, Lord Jiang?"

"Jiang Lan, you'd better pray that Nong Yue is safe and sound. If I really wait until I return to the family, I won't be as easy to talk to as I am today!"

A cold voice came, with a hint of threat: "I guess the Jiang family is not big enough to cover the sky with one hand?"

Jiang Lan was startled and subconsciously retorted: "How dare you! Song Xiang, you haven't even acknowledged your ancestry yet, and now you're just an unknown scholar, how dare you threaten me!"

"It's just a threat, why are you talking so much nonsense! Jiang Lan, let me ask you something!" Song Xiang ignored her and asked another question: "Did you forge the marriage contract between Jiang Qingyan and me?"

"So what!" Jiang Lan snorted coldly, "How can someone like you who has no respect for elders and no moral integrity be worthy of my son? It's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat, it's just a foolish dream!"

Hearing this, Song Xiang glanced at Jiang Lan calmly and said calmly: "So, there is no relationship between Jiang Qingyan and me?"

"He is no longer my husband, Song Xiang?"

Jiang Lan was furious, and the more he looked at Song Xiang, the more indignant he became: "How could my son be associated with a jerk like you!"

"He is now in the palace, and he can have any girl he wants. I advise you to control your words and put aside those inappropriate thoughts!"

Song Xiang was so angry that she laughed. She gently raised the whip and tapped it in her palm, making a snapping sound. She said, "I was ignorant before, but from now on... Oh, even if you kneel down and beg me, I will never marry your son again..."

Jiang Lan originally thought that he had figured out Song Xiang's thoughts, and his expression became uncontrollably elated, and he was in a very good mood. However, he did not expect to be slapped in the face by Song Xiang all of a sudden.

Her expression suddenly became stiff: "Song Xiang, you don't have to say it so decisively!"

She still knew what Yan'er was thinking. If Song Xiang really gave up on her Yan'er, Yan'er would surely hate her to death!

Song Xiang said with all her heart: "Once I, Song Xiang, have spoken, there is no reason to take it back!"

"Your good son, my good husband, promised me to take good care of my inner house. How did he do it?"

"How dare you, Jiang Lan, interfere in the affairs of my backyard! What crime has Nong Yue committed? How could you be so cruel!"

Song Xiang suddenly raised his head, and looked straight at him with deep and sharp eyes: "Jiang Lan! Nong Yue is so innocent! How dare you dig out my heart!"

Jiang Lan was shocked, and subconsciously a little scared of her: "Song Xiang, this was done by me, don't implicate Yan'er!"

"What a good one. It has nothing to do with him!" Song Xiang curled his lips with a bloodthirsty smile, "If he hadn't entered my house, why would Nong Yue have to suffer this unprovoked disaster?"

"Everything you did was just because Jiang Qingyan was my husband. You were just trying to clear the obstacles for him!"

"And he, who lives in my inner house and is my legal husband, cannot protect my servant and even indulges you...his mother murdered my servant! He also delivered the letter for me without consulting me. How can I forgive him!"

Jiang Lan felt overwhelmed after hearing this. She was a person who bullied the weak and feared the strong. After hearing Song Xiang's ruthless words, she felt a little uneasy.

So he said, "Song Xiang, don't threaten me. I am doing this for your reputation. Besides, everything will be decided by His Majesty!"

"Oh? Really?" Song Xiang smiled coolly, "But Song Xiang also has something to say to Lord Jiang Lan!"

"That is..." Song Xiang paused for a moment and said, "Nong Yue's life and death are closely related to the life and death of the Jiang family. If one day I climb to a higher position, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Jiang Lan choked and suddenly felt sweat all over his body: "Song Xiang, Nong Yue is just a prostitute in the brothel, you can't hate our Jiang family because of him!"

Song Xiang rolled his eyes, put his left hand behind his back, turned around and walked away.

But Jiang Lan said again: "If I say that Nong Yue is intact, can you let go of your hatred for the Jiang family!"

Song Xiang paused, his lips slightly hesitant: "Then I will see how sincere Master Jiang is!"

After saying that, he walked out the door without looking back.

Only when she arrived at the gate of Rong Mansion did her mood gradually calm down!

How could she not know Jiang Lan's test? If Nong Yue was not dead, that would be the best thing!

"Miss, should we go home?" Taohong asked in a low voice and handed the horse reins to Song Xiang.

Song Xiang jumped on his horse and said casually, "Let's go back home!"

...

On the second day, Song Xiang had not yet gotten up when she felt someone entangled her body in her sleep. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw that it was Lu Zechuan. Only then did her heart settle down.

"Sawakawa, what are you doing?"

Lu Zechuan propped up his face, frowned, his eyes dark as the night, and said with a grievance: "Xiang'er has been gone for so long, but when she came back, she didn't invite anyone to sleep with her. Could it be that she was fed by that kid named Meng?"