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

"See if I dare."

Jiang Wanyu naturally knew that this scoundrel dared to do that, so she didn't dare to move. She just bit her lip tightly and covered her mouth with both hands.

Seeing this, Song Qi Yan finally let go of her legs, but his hands were still tightly clenched around her waist. He asked deliberately with a jealous tone in his voice.

"Where did you go today?"

"I didn't go anywhere. I stayed in Huaxiu Pavilion."

"You're lying. You weren't even in Huaxiu Pavilion. Did you go to see Xie Langfeng again?"

Seeing that Jiang Wanyu was deliberately concealing the truth, Song Qiyan's suppressed anger became even more intense, and he tightly grasped Jiang Wanyu's wrists, which looked delicate in his big hands.

"So what? Is it your business?"

What is he crazy about? He started to blame me as soon as we met. Besides, how did he know that I went to see Xie Langfeng?

"Okay, Song Qiyan, you bullied me before, and now you want to control me! I signed a contract, not a prison contract. You really treat me as your plaything!"

"Plaything? Is that what I am to you?"

Seeing Jiang Wanyu treating him as an enemy, and thinking about what Qingxuan said, "Miss Jiang is always smiling and laughing with Xie Langfeng", in an instant, layers of anger were rolled up in his eyes.

"I've known you for so long, and you keep saying you hate me, but you're smiling at that pretty boy you've only known for a few days?!"

"What pretty boy?"

I don’t know what medicine Song Qiyan took to make him so angry. Jiang Wanyu frowned and said, “Brother Langfeng is not a pretty boy. He is much better than you. At least he won’t kiss me forcefully, nor will he restrain me like this, and he won’t take advantage of me in the middle of the night…”

Jiang Wanyu blushed and didn't say anything else.

"You even called me brother? Why? You don't admit that I had physical contact with you? Who took the initiative to put their arms around my neck and kiss me that night?"

Song Qiyan was so emotional that he obviously didn't know he shouldn't say that, but he still said it deliberately with a frown and a chill in his eyes.

"You are shameless!"

Jiang Wanyu lowered her head, her body trembled slightly, and when she raised her eyes, they were already filled with tears.

"You know very well that I didn't do this voluntarily! Even this engagement was not voluntary! What right do you have to say that I took the initiative to kiss you? Who do you think I am? Song Qiyan!"

"I………"

Looking at the face with tears like raindrops, his heart trembled slightly, and he was filled with regret. He pulled the tender hand that wanted to slip away from his hand.

"I was wrong, Wanwan. I... because of Xie Langfeng's matter..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jiang Wanyu.

"What does it have to do with Brother Langfeng? Brother Langfeng is a hundred times better than you."

"A hundred times better?!"

He bit his teeth, anger rising in his heart again, and the hand holding his wrist tightened unconsciously, and asked in a questioning tone, "How good is it?"

"He's tall, handsome, gentle, treats me well, has a good personality, in short, he's a hundred times better than you."

Jiang Wanyu had tears in her eyes. She had no feelings for Xie Langfeng, but she still kept on talking along the lines of Song Qiyan. She didn't know what she said, she just wanted to piss him off.

In fact, Jiang Wanyu did it.

He already had a misunderstanding about Xie Langfeng because of Qingxuan's words, and at this moment, he felt an unprecedented rage in his heart, which he couldn't suppress at all.

"So you like Xie Langfeng very much?"

"I like you, of course I like you, but I don't like you anyway."

Jiang Wanyu struggled in Song Qiyan's hands, "What? You won't let me go? Do you want to force me to do what you did that night again?"

Song Qiyan was disheartened, as if petrified for a moment. He glanced at his wrist which had turned red from being accidentally pulled by her, and subconsciously let go of her hand. His eyes were dark, and he replied after a while.

"No."

"It's better if you don't have it!"

Afterwards, Jiang Wanyu hurried back to the Jiang Mansion, leaving Song Qiyan in a daze, immersed in the sadness that Jiang Wanyu liked Xie Langfeng instead of him.

Finally, late at night, he returned to the Northern Palace with heavy steps.

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The next morning, Qingxuan walked in excitedly with breakfast in hand.

Suddenly, he saw Song Qi Yanzhi with dark circles under his eyes and lifeless eyes.

I was stunned and almost didn't recognize him.

I have known the prince for such a long time, and he only looked so sad in front of Concubine Xian’s tomb. Now his sadness is even more serious.

"My Lord, are you ill?"

Qingxuan walked forward and tentatively touched Song Qiyan's forehead, and felt that he didn't have a fever, right?

Is there something wrong with my internal organs?

Thinking of this, Qing Xuan was about to tear off Song Qi Yan's clothes, but Song Qi Yan pushed him away weakly.

"What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, I learned a few tricks from the people in the martial arts world. Please let me listen to your heart. Is there something wrong with it?"

"What's the problem? I'm fine."

Song Qiyan pushed Qingxuan away, just feeling that he didn't want to care about Qingxuan anymore.

"How come there is no problem?"

Qingxuan was puzzled. When had he ever seen his prince so listless?

"Your Highness, you must be ill. I will call the doctor right away."

"The prince is suffering from a heart disease, how can a doctor cure it?"

Qingxuan was just about to hurriedly call for a doctor when Feng Niang came up with tea.

"Why does Feng Niang say that?"

Qingxuan was puzzled.

"Come closer and listen, and I'll tell you."

Then Feng Niang whispered in Qingxuan's ear what she had seen and heard last night.

"Last night, the prince looked like this after he came back from visiting Miss Jiang. I guess this mental illness comes from Miss Jiang. How can it be cured?"

"I see. I'll go find Miss Jiang right away."

Qingxuan was in a hurry and wanted to go out again, but was stopped by Feng Niang.

"You are a child, you are not yet in the mood for love, you really don't understand at all. Now that the prince has angered Miss Jiang, how can we let Miss Jiang come? Naturally, the prince has to go find her."

"Your Majesty, go and find him?"

Seeing that Qingxuan couldn't convince herself no matter what she did, Feng Niang sent Qingxuan away and went into the room herself.

Song Qiyan slightly raised his weak eyelashes, glanced at Feng Niang, and said weakly, "Feng Niang, let's delay the wedding. I'm afraid the princess will not be happy."

Feng Niang pursed her lips slightly, pretending to be ignorant. She brought the tea to Song Qi Yan and then spoke slowly.

"Your Majesty, you will never be able to pursue Miss Jiang if you give up when faced with difficulties."

"Give up when faced with difficulties? I have never given up when faced with difficulties. It's just that someone doesn't understand me."

There was a hint of anger in Song Qiyan's eyes, and then they sank helplessly.

"Go after her if you don't understand. Don't all girls need to be coaxed? You teased Miss Jiang like this before, and Miss Jiang just thought you were bullying her. She has never felt your love, so how could she like you?"

Hearing this, Song Qiyan's eyes lit up and he felt that it made sense.

No matter how he treated her before, Jiang Wanyu seemed to be prejudiced against him and felt that he was bullying her.

"Then how do we chase them?"

"As the saying goes, cater to someone's taste. Isn't it better for you to do what Miss Jiang likes?"

"in this way."

His dark eyes gradually brightened, and he took a sip of the tea, as if he had gradually found the answer in his heart, and hope was rekindled. "Then I will let her know how much I like her."

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