After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

He slept until noon, and Feng Niang tiptoed to deliver lunch to Song Qi Yan's room as instructed by Song Qi Yan.

"Miss Jiang is still asleep?"

"Ah."

Song Qiyan looked at the scroll and answered nonchalantly. Noticing that Feng Niang had not left, he raised his eyes and asked, "What? Is there anything else?"

Feng Niang looked meaningfully in the direction of the sleeping Jiang Wanyu.

"Nothing, I just think Miss Jiang is quite pleasing to the prince now."

Song Qiyan's fingertips trembled slightly, and his eyes inadvertently stopped on the book.

"What does Feng Niang mean?"

Feng Niang scooped two spoonfuls of porridge from the pot and divided it into two bowls. She didn't say it explicitly, but mentioned it deliberately while looking at the clear weather outside.

"It's no use for you to hide like this, Your Majesty. The people sent by the Emperor will not leave until they see that you two have a good relationship. Why don't you take advantage of the good weather today and take Miss Jiang out for some fun? This way you can get rid of those people following you as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Song Qiyan thought for a while and felt that it didn't make sense.

Jiang Wanyu has been in the mansion for half a month, and the people outside have not shown any intention of retreating, so it is not a good idea for her to hide like this.

"Let me ask her wishes first."

"it is good."

Feng Niang pursed her lips and went downstairs.

Song Qiyan brought the porridge to Jiang Wanyu and urged her.

"Get up, it's almost noon, get up quickly!"

"No, I'll sleep a little longer. Didn't you say you would give me a day off? Then I'll take care of everything for the day."

"What if I take you out today?"

"go out?!"

Jiang Wanyu suddenly woke up, sat up, and scratched the clothes hanging on her shoulders.

Song Qiyan frowned, blushed and turned around.

"It's not a good idea for us to keep hiding. Today, you should pretend to have a good relationship with me and go out for some fun. Once the people sent by our father see our close relationship, they should probably withdraw."

"Okay."

Not to mention that she was bored staying in the Beiwang Mansion all day long, she also wanted to end this farce as soon as possible.

He glanced at the porridge beside the bed again, "You even prepared some refreshing porridge for me, how thoughtful."

Song Qiyan's ears suddenly turned red, and his eyes glanced away subconsciously in panic.

"That...that was prepared by Feng Niang."

"Oh~"

Jiang Wanyu saw through it but didn't say anything. Without the master's order, how could a servant dare to do things under the master's authority? She naturally knew who prepared the porridge.

He pursed his lips and smiled, speaking loudly on purpose.

"Mrs. Feng is so thoughtful. She even prepared a bowl of refreshing porridge for me to wake up my brain."

Song Qiyan smiled with satisfaction, and then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Hurry up and finish eating and get ready to go out. I'll wait for you outside."

"it is good."

-

After a while, Song Qi Yan ordered the carriage and waited for Jiang Wanyu outside the Beiwang Mansion.

"You don't have to follow me today. I'll just take Jiang Wanyu out."

Song Qiyan said to Mr. Xu and others.

"My Lord, Qingxuan is not with you, and you are injured. I am afraid you might be in danger."

"What dangers could we encounter?"

Song Qiyan frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

At this time, Feng Niang, who was tactful, pulled Old Xu's ear and whispered, "Why are you getting in the way, old man? Young people should have their own space. What can you do for the prince with your body?"

"Hey, why do you say that? I am still strong and healthy. Besides, the prince doesn't like Miss Jiang. How can these two want to be together if they are not on the same wavelength? I am not afraid that the prince will be assassinated, but I am afraid that they will fight in the street. Don't you see Miss Jiang now? She is more difficult to deal with than the prince. If this gets out, people will say that they are not getting along."

Looking at the tactless old man, Feng Niang shook her head helplessly.

How could she marry such an ignorant old man like him?

"Whether you like it or not is not up to people to decide. It depends on this."

Feng Niang pointed at her own heart and taught her a lesson.

At this time, Jiang Wanyu came out wearing a pink silk satin dress with a brocade ribbon, which made her already fair skin even more charming.

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

Jiang Wanyu made a circle and looked at Song Qiyan.

Just think about it, in her previous life, she never had the privilege to wear such exquisite satin.

Song Qiyan turned his head away, not looking at Jiang Wanyu, and walked straight to the carriage, his ears slightly red, "Let's go, it's getting late."

He subconsciously reached out to help Jiang Wanyu.

"Tsk, I knew you wouldn't pay attention to me after I told you this."

Jiang Wanyu took that hand in disappointment and got into the carriage, totally unaware of what Song Qiyan was feeling.

Only Feng Niang, who was standing by, was watching with great interest, and said meaningfully, "The iron tree is about to bloom."

"What iron tree?"

Old Xu looked at the two of them in confusion, thinking that if they went out, they would definitely cause a lot of trouble on the street.

No, I have to go and take a look.

Old Xu thought secretly, and then took advantage of Feng Niang's inattention and secretly followed with his men.

-

Inside the carriage, Jiang Wanyu was in a bad mood. She always felt that no matter how hard she pretended, no sparks would come out when she was with this cold and ruthless guy.

"What? Are we going to pretend to be a couple for a day today?"

"If you want to go back to the Jiang family quickly, then of course you have to."

Song Qiyan raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Wanyu.

It seemed as if Jiang Wanyu was a little angry because he ignored her. She felt a little regretful in her heart, but her mouth was calm and even cold, "Why? Miss Jiang, don't you want to be with me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Of course she didn't dare to do that, because she didn't know if he would change his mind and take her back to the Prince of Bei's Palace.

Anyway, at worst she could just pretend with him for a day - to regain her freedom.

He lifted the door curtain and said to the servant outside the carriage, "Change direction and take us to the south city market."

Song Qiyan was a little confused.

"As far as I know, don't you girls like to go to the prosperous area in the north of the city to buy clothes? Why do you change the route?"

"You forgot that Jiang Mansion and Huaxiu Pavilion are just to the north. If I go there, my second brother will gossip about me and you when he sees me together."

I guess Jiang Wanyu is too lazy to explain to that loudmouth Jiang Sheng anymore.

"Besides, I can get these clothes and jewelry just by stretching out my hands, so why bother going there? If I were to go, I would definitely go and see some of the world. I can tell from one look that you have never taken a girl out before."

"........."

Song Qiyan was speechless after hearing this.

He really didn't bring it, but that's just because he didn't want to.

If he wants, he can change one every day.

At this moment, the carriage stopped with a click, and the attendant outside the door said, "My Lord, Miss, we are here."

Song Qiyan helped Jiang Wanyu down from the carriage, and Jiang Wanyu took a look.

Sure enough, small vendors have been part of the society since ancient times. These rows of small vendors are much more interesting than those magnificent shops.

"Let's go, my lord."

Jiang Wanyu took Song Qiyan's hand.

The moment their hands touched, Song Qiyan's heart skipped a beat, and he stared in shock at Jiang Wanyu's fluttering hair.

This was the first time someone dared to hold his hand like this.

Seeing that Song Qiyan didn't move, Jiang Wanyu said, "If you want to act, then you have to make it more realistic, so that those who are monitoring you will believe it, right?"

Looking at that beautiful smile, Song Qiyan consciously held Jiang Wanyu's hand tightly and smiled. "Of course."

.........