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The more Song Xiang looked at Wu Chen, the more he felt that he didn't seem to be unaware of the situation. He felt a little annoyed, "Okay! Then when will the master take me on the journey? How will I arrange my studies?"

Wu Chen curled his lips and smiled, then raised his head and restored his noble and holy appearance: "I can set off at any time, it all depends on what Donor Song has planned!"

"As for your studies, Mr. Song, you don't have to worry about it..."

"I heard that Mr. Song has many wives, so I must go home to pack their bags before setting off..."

Song Xiang felt more and more aggrieved. How could this monk know everything? Could it be that the person above investigated it? In front of the Tian family, she felt a little depressed and powerless.

"In that case, I won't disturb you from resting..."

"Wait..." a cold voice came from the other side, "Donor Song, please stay!"

Song Xiang looked at Wu Chen steadily and asked solemnly, "Master, what else do you want?"

Master Wuchen raised the corner of his lips and asked inappropriately: "I wonder what the relationship between Donor Song and Young Master Jiang Qingyan is now?"

Hearing Jiang Qingyan's name, Song Xiang felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I have nothing to do with him!"

"Oh? Really?" Master Wuchen seemed to be interested, and said in an ambiguous way, "Then how come I heard that Donor Song and Young Master Jiang have a past?"

"Or maybe he is one of Mr. Song's husbands!"

Hearing this, Song Xiang's expression suddenly turned cold: "Master, you are joking. I have nothing to do with this Mr. Jiang, so how can I have any history with him!"

Then, she changed the subject and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Master, as the Imperial Master of our dynasty, you should rely on real evidence and not criticize me based on hearsay."

"Farewell!"

Master Wu Chen sighed almost inaudibly: Qingyan, I can't help you with anything. Your wife is really like a thorny bush. She doesn't even bother to listen to your mention!

After Song Xiang came out of Longhua Temple, he didn't rush back home, but went to Rong Mansion first.

She and Rong Qiuli were engaged, and it was Prefect Rong who made the promise in person in front of everyone. If she didn't inform the Rong family, it would seem that she was dissatisfied with the marriage and was deliberately going against Prefect Rong.

Song Xiang first went to the main courtyard to pay a visit to Prefect Rong. When he learned that Prefect Rong was not in the mansion, he went to Rong Qiuli's courtyard.

As soon as she arrived at the yard, Dong Qing came to greet her: "Miss Song, my master heard that you came and has been waiting for you. Please come in!"

Song Xiang walked all the way to the wing room without stopping.

Rong Qiuli heard the footsteps and slowly stood up. When he saw Song Xiang, his eyes lit up: "Song Xiang!"

"Why did you come to see me today?"

Song Xiang sighed, sat on the chair, and said in a restrained and reserved manner: "Qiu Li, I came here today to discuss marriage with Prefect Rong!"

"Marriage?" Rong Qiuli curled his lips and said in a low voice, "Are you going to marry me now?"

Song Xiang shook his head, with a hint of worry between his brows, "Qiu Li, I'm going to the capital soon. I want to ask Governor Rong what plans he has for our marriage?"

"Although you and I have been verbally arranged to be married by Prefect Rong, we are not engaged. It would be illogical for me to take you to the capital!"

"Besides, I am short on time. It is impossible to get married in a short time!"

"Song Xiang, I don't care about those etiquettes. When my mother comes back, can we just make a marriage contract?" Rong Qiuli said in a low and slow voice, patiently giving Song Xiang advice, and she wished she could marry Song Xiang immediately.

He said, "You can't leave me and go to the capital!"

Song Xiang frowned: "You are the son of the prefect, how can you marry casually? Moreover, there is no engagement and no marriage etiquette. You just follow me, aren't you afraid of being looked down upon?"

Rong Qiuli hesitated for a while, then sat down in front of Song Xiang, and said clearly, "How about this, we first perform the ceremony in front of our mother and seal the marriage contract, and then I will go to the capital with you, and when we get there, you can arrange the wedding for me, okay?"

Song Xiang disagreed and said: "Qiuli, this is too much of a joke..."

Rong Qiuli was slightly stunned, and he lowered his eyes for a rare moment, revealing a lost expression. He said, "Why can your other husbands do this?"

"I heard from my mother that the marriage contracts of your husbands were all signed later. Why can't I do the same?"

Song Xiang sighed and said slowly: "You only know that they followed me for no reason, but do you know what they have endured?"

"If Feng Mian hadn't been forced by his mother, he wouldn't have had nowhere to go and risked ruining his reputation by coming to the capital with me..."

"And Ting Xun, if he had his mother and father to take care of him, why would he have to suffer with me, a poor and unknown scholar..."

"Sawakawa is such a fool. He has been thinking about me for so long just because of a joke I made when I was a kid!"

"As for Nong Yue..."

Song Xiang's nose felt sore and her eyes were slightly red: "Qiu Li, I already owe them a wedding, so I can't owe you one anymore!"

"If you are willing to wait for me, until I settle down in the capital..."

"I don't want to!" Rong Qiuli interrupted Song Xiang before she could finish her words, "I want to go to the capital with you!"

"Don't worry about the marriage. I will discuss it with my mother when she comes back!"

Song Xiang wanted to insist: "You are a son of a prefect, it is not appropriate for you to follow me without any status..."

"What's inappropriate?" Rong Qiuli raised her eyelashes and said nonchalantly, "I'll ask my mother to get a marriage contract for us, so that it won't be in vain!"

Song Xiang was so worried that he was speechless. The atmosphere suddenly became cold. When both sides were in a stalemate, Qiu Li suddenly coughed lightly.

He said, "I didn't mean to act in front of you. I just wanted to follow you!"

Song Xiang shook her head. She was not thinking about this problem. She didn't know what the situation would be like in the capital. If her biological parents were not good to her, then her husbands would be the ones who would be wronged. She didn't want Rong Qiuli to be involved, so she rejected this marriage again and again.

He wanted to wait until the capital was settled before reconsidering the marriage, but who would have thought that Qiu Li was so obsessed with him that she even disregarded her reputation and vowed to follow him to the capital.

Forget it, I might as well marry him.

Song Xiang raised his eyes and said calmly, "I don't mean to blame you. If you insist on going to the capital with me, you should discuss it with Prefect Rong."

"Qiu Li, I'm in a hurry, so I won't sit with you. If I leave for the capital, I still have a lot of things to deal with."

Rong Qiuli was reluctant to leave, but said calmly: "Go ahead!"

Song Xiang nodded, bowed to Rong Qiuli and said goodbye. Without stopping, he walked out of the yard at a very fast pace.

Rong Qiuli watched intently from behind. After a long while, he came to his senses and told Dong Qing: "Go to the front yard and see if your mother has returned!"

"Here, sir!"

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