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"Cailing, go and prepare to marry Mr. Zhang. My brother wants to be alone for a while."

When Lu Zechuan said this, his sword eyebrows flew up slantingly. He pressed his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth and smiled evilly.

To be honest, Lu Cailing was still a little afraid of her brother. When he heard what he said, she didn't dare to stay any longer. She snorted before leaving in a hurry.

Lu Zechuan crossed his arms across his chest and said in a rather yandere voice: "Song Xiang, don't even think about getting rid of me. Our fate has just begun."

"Hahaha…"

After laughing inexplicably, he took out a small red paper-cut statue from his arms and said to the red paper-cut statue: "Little one, I have secretly watched you so many times, and I noticed that you don't seem to be well-behaved?"

His thoughts suddenly went back to the day he went out, when he happened to see Song Xiang taking a young master to the medical clinic. At that time, he really wanted to go crazy!

"Song Xiang, you are mine! Haha~"

The house was filled with a menacing sneer, which spread intermittently to the outside of the courtyard, frightening the birds on the peach branches.

The next day, Song Xiang went to school for a day of classes, and happily went to Tongfu Inn to find Jiang Qingyan.

On the road, I met Feng Yunying, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. She stopped the carriage and said arrogantly: "Song Xiang, get off here!"

Song Xiang opened the curtain and said in a nonchalant tone: "Oh, so it's my sister-in-law? She is really rich and powerful, and she talks differently from others!"

"Who is your sister-in-law!" Feng Yunying jumped off his horse angrily, walked a few steps quickly, and covered Song Xiang's mouth, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you!"

"If you heard it, you heard it!" Song Xiang said directly, snorting into Feng Yunying's fingers.

Upon seeing this, Feng Yunying let go in panic and said with disgust: "It's so dirty!"

Song Xiang wiped his mouth and said in a low voice, pretending to be sad: "Oh, my heart hurts so much, I am disliked by my sister-in-law!"

Feng Yunying wiped her hands with a handkerchief. When she heard Song Xiang called her sister-in-law again, she curled her lips and said, "Song Xiang, don't get close to me. I can't marry my brother to you!"

"How about you take it home?"

"You!" Feng Yunying was speechless for a moment, and had no way to deal with Song Xiang, so she compromised, "Okay, okay, I won't argue with you!"

Song Xiang smiled and said: "You are so cute!"

"What's cute?" Feng Yunying stared at Song Xiang in confusion, thinking that it was not a good thing to say.

Song Xiang shook his head and did not explain. Instead, he asked directly: "Why did you stop my carriage?"

"I..." Feng Yunying said coyly, "Can I give you 60,000 taels of the silver you mentioned last time?"

"Sixty thousand taels?"

"Song Xiang, my sister is in charge of our family's money. I really can't afford the extra money!"

In fact, Song Xiang didn't really want that much. Seeing Feng Yunying's courage in doing things, she was willing to order less for the original owner.

"Feng Yunying, 60,000, just 60,000, when do you plan to give it to me?"

"Is it okay tomorrow afternoon?" Feng Yunying asked Song Xiang tentatively, pretending to be casual and said, "I just want to go to your house to visit my brother!"

Song Xiang thought for a while and realized that tomorrow was a holiday, so he still had time to entertain Feng Yunying, so he agreed wholeheartedly.

After watching Feng Yunying get on his horse and leave, Taro drove the carriage to Tongfu Inn.

"Miss, why don't you let the old man live at home? So that you don't have to run in both directions!" Taro said to Song Xiang in the carriage while driving the carriage.

Song Xiang heard this and took over the conversation: "I would like Ayan to live in our home, but I'm afraid that Ayan has other things to do and it's not convenient for him to live at home..."

"When I go, I'll ask him what he thinks!"

After the carriage continued to drive for a while, Taro said loudly: "Miss, we are here!"

Song Xiang jumped off the carriage and strode towards the inn. When he got to the second floor, he found Jiang Qingyan leaning on the door frame waiting for her.

"Ayan, why don't you wait for me in the room?"

Jiang Qingyan held Song Xiang's hand and said resentfully, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

When he arrived at the table, Jiang Qingyan handed Song Xiang a stack of policy papers and answered Song Xiang's questions page by page.

Song Xiang was very useful after hearing these insights.

"Ayan, your knowledge is comparable to that of a Jinshi. It's a pity that you don't take the imperial examination."

"Only my wife would praise me like this!" Jiang Qingyan's lips curled up, walked behind Song Xiang, rubbed her shoulders, and spoke in an extremely gentle tone.

Song Xiang continued to look at the policy discussion, and the two of them got along extremely harmoniously.

"My wife..." Jiang Qingyan called softly and said unspeakably, "I may have to leave you for a while."

"What? Leave me?" Song Xiang squeezed the strategy in his hand, and his heart tightened, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Qingyan was uneasy and did not dare to tell them about their secret investigation of the Salt and Iron corruption case. Firstly, he was afraid of involving Song Xiang in it, and secondly, he was afraid of affecting Song Xiang's imperial examination.

So he told a lie and said: "I want to continue south with my mother to do something for others."

"How long will you be gone?"

Jiang Qingyan was thinking about time and was lost in thought for a moment. He didn't dare to look directly at Song Xiang: "If it's fast, one year is enough. If it's slow, it will take about two years."

He turned his back, walked to the bed and took out Song Xiang's swaddling clothes, and his thoughts returned to the time in the afternoon when his mother asked him to talk.

Jiang Lan sat on a round stool with a cup of tea and said thoughtfully: "I have thought about it for a long time and feel that Song Xiang's marriage search should be suppressed for the time being. When we return from investigating the salt and iron case, we will report it together."

"Why is this?" Jiang Qingyan was puzzled.

Jiang Lan took a sip of tea and said with a serious expression: "We took advantage of the opportunity to travel around the mountains and rivers and left the capital incognito, and you happened to meet Song Xiang and married her to hide the truth from others. If you continue to find clues to the princess of Changping, By returning to Kyoto, I’m afraid the snake will be alerted and we won’t be able to continue investigating the Salt and Iron corruption case!”

"Mother, I really like Song Xiang, not to deceive others!" Jiang Qingyan couldn't help but retort.

Jiang Lan calmly shook his head and said, "Whether it's true or false, as long as Yan'er is happy!"

"If we send Song Xiang's infant daughter to Kyoto, and it is discovered that she is not the Princess of Changping, how should I explain to Your Majesty? Yan'er, I don't want to waste time on this matter, so we should continue going south!"

Jiang Qingyan responded in a daze, with a muffled voice. He planned to follow his mother to investigate the case, and he also planned the marriage with Song Xiang. On the one hand, he dreamed of the opportunity to display his ambitions, and on the other hand, he had sex with him. The wife who has fun on the pillow.

You don't need to make your own decisions, and just relying on what you can predict through divination, your mother will not order you to leave. What's more, there is a male official in the palace. If he has contributed a lot to this trip, why not rush to that position?

After being silent for a long time, he said rather sadly: "Mother, the child cannot live without Song Xiang, but the child will obey the mother's instructions and go south with the mother."