Marry the second man to be a princess after wearing a book

After Shen Yang came back, he locked himself in the room. When Lan Xi brought the food in, she saw him writing something on the table.

Lan Xi walked over to take a look, she was illiterate, she just sighed in confusion.

"The young master's handwriting seems to be a little different from before."

Shen Yang paused, and the ink left a small black dot on the paper.

After coming to this world for more than a month, even though Shen Yang has been trying his best to imitate the handwriting of the original body, it will still be different, so he seldom touches pen and paper in Shen's mansion, and only practiced in the study alone after coming to the palace. It was still seen.

"Maybe I have experienced too many things, the young master's mood is different." Lan Xi saw that Shen Yang was in a daze, so she found a way to bring up this topic, and she took the food out of the food box and put it aside, "But now , the young master has to eat."

Shen Yang put down his pen following Lan Xi's words, and sat down to eat. He couldn't swallow, he couldn't eat after two mouthfuls, so he took a bowl of soup and drank it in small sips.

Seeing this, Lan Xi asked: "Is the young master worried about Yingxiu?"

Shen Yang didn't nod or shake his head, yes or no, more because of his powerlessness, the world seemed to be preventing him from changing.

"Actually, the prince is right. The matter has come to this point. Yingxiu's body has been taken by force. It may be more difficult to marry someone else. It is a good thing that the second housekeeper is willing to marry."

Lan Xi's thoughts and words are based on this era, but Shen Yang is not, his thinking is incompatible with this era.

Shen Yang put down the soup bowl, and the bottom of the bowl made a light sound when it hit the table.

"It wasn't Ying Xiu who did the wrong thing, it was Qi Dun. He should be punished. It wasn't a marriage that covered it up." Shen Yang's tone was a little offended.

But what he said made Lan Xi doubtful. Looking at Lan Xi, Shen Yang felt more and more powerless. He missed home, grandpa, and everything he once had.

Lan Xi hesitated for a moment, and said what was in her heart, "The servant is just a servant. The servant does not understand what the young master said, but young master, it is our honor that you are willing to do this for us servants."

A gust of wind blew through the hall, and the papers on the table were rolled up and rattled.

After a while, Shen Yang regained consciousness from his own memories, he turned his head and said to Lan Xi:

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

Lan Xi shook her head, "Actually, maybe the young master should ask Yingxiu if he is willing, maybe the result that the young master wants is completely different from what Yingxiu wants."

"You're right, I should ask." Shen Yang looked down at his hands on the table. The fingers of these hands were long and round with round fingertips. Shen Yang felt unreal, and suddenly felt that it should be like this .

The world is eating away at his will, and he can only passively wait to be swallowed by fate.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun left crimson traces on the horizon.

Ying Xiu sat on the bedside and had just finished drinking the medicine. She didn't know her physical condition yet, and was tormented by the nightmare of last night.

When Shen Yang came over, the door opened, and he stood outside against the light, the crimson warm light enveloped him, softening the indifference of his brows, Ying Xiu froze for a moment, and then turned his head in embarrassment.

Now she has no face to face Shen Yang at all. When she returned to Shen's residence and learned of Mrs. Shen's arrangement, she was very resistant. It took a few days to return to the palace before she was willing to hand herself over, but Shen Yang refused.

At the beginning, Yingxiu was very self-reliant and didn't want to commit herself to Shen Yang. When she escaped from Qi Dun's courtyard and went back to the courtyard, she realized that Shen Yang was the only person she could rely on in the palace. Now that she was defiled, Shen Yang ignored her once. For the matter, she is still willing to take her in, instead of selling out a servant like her like other masters.

Only at this moment did Yingxiu understand what she had done all these years, and how stupid she was. She thought that nothing had happened, and she could still stay by Shen Yang's side.

"Is your body okay?" Shen Yang asked from a distance without approaching Ying Xiu.

"Thank you, young master, for your concern. I'm feeling better now." Ying Xiu's voice was still a little hoarse, and she glanced sideways at Shen Yang.

The 16-year-old Shen Yang is not too tall, and his body is thin. When he wears a slightly loose robe, he looks like a fairy, which complements the indifference in his eyebrows and eyes, and further sets off his extraordinary temperament.

If it wasn't for her to inform Mrs. Shen of the past, maybe Shen Yang has already emerged in the court, and she is full of thoughts, but maybe at that time, it would be great for her to be Shen Yang's concubine.

It's a pity that things have come to this point, and it's too late.

Ying Xiu was immersed in her own world, Shen Yang looked sideways at Lan Xi.

Shen Yang can't say some things, so he can only give them to Lan Xi to explain. Lan Xi will tell her what happened today, and let Ying Xiu make her own decision.

Faced with Yingxiu who had encountered such a situation, Shen Yang still couldn't bear it. He said, "If you don't want to marry, I can help you explain to the prince. Then I will find a reason to let you go out of the house. You can bring your money and find someone else." Good people get married, don't think about it anymore."

"No!" Yingxiu said anxiously, how could she want to leave, she was used to enjoying the riches, and how would she want to go back to the countryside to do farm work and spend her whole life with the dirty farmers, Yingxiu felt uncomfortable thinking about it, she Turned around and got off the bed, knelt on the ground, "I am willing."

At least she can continue to stay in the palace, by Shen Yang's side, with Shen Yang as a backer, and her husband as the second steward of the palace, she is better than those rural women.

Hearing Yingxiu's answer, Shen Yang froze for a moment, but after realizing it, he didn't pursue it too much, but just replied lightly.

"In this case, you should take good care of your wounds, and I will choose a good day for you to marry."

"Slave, thank you, young master."

After leaving the servant's room, the sky gradually darkened, and Shen Yang let out a sigh of relief while walking in the corridor.

Lan Xi was puzzled and asked: "Why is the young master still worried?" Isn't the matter of Yingxiu settled?

Shen Yang didn't speak. After returning to the room, he took out a small wooden box from the closet, and a faint fragrance wafted from the gap of the wooden box.

Late at night, in the dense darkness, Shen Yang brought Yifeng to King Bin's courtyard.

Because of the sudden visit, Shen Yang waited outside for a while before being allowed to enter, while Yifeng was left outside.

Candles were lit inside the house, and the dim and flickering candlelight made everything a bit ambiguous.

At this time, King Bin was only wearing a white inner garment and a coat over his shoulders. The warm candlelight seemed to melt the coldness in his eyes.

"What does the princess want to do with the king?"

Shen Yang took out the small wooden box from his arms and put it on the table. Under King Bin's puzzled gaze, he explained:

"The sandalwood burned in the queen mother's palace is mixed with spices."

Almost instantly, King Bin understood the meaning of Shen Yang's words, raised his right hand, and a black shadow descended from the sky, put away the small wooden box, and disappeared into the darkness again.

Shen Yang was taken aback by the sudden appearance and disappearance of a person, but he soon realized that it should be the hidden guard beside King Bin.

"Your terms."

King Bin's words made Shen Yang regain his wandering thoughts. He looked at King Bin and said calmly and alienated:

"I want him to get the punishment he deserves."

This he is referring to Qi Dun, the second steward of the palace.

Under the candlelight, King Bin's dark eyes trembled slightly, he held the armrest tightly and replied in a deep voice.

"He can't move for now."

Shen Yang couldn't help raising his voice, "Why?" But soon, Shen Yang realized that he had lost his composure, "My lord, forgive me, grassroots..."

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by King Bin.

"Zi Dun is the Queen Mother's informant."

Shen Yang raised his head in astonishment, and met King Bin's calm eyes, from which he sensed a trace of comfort and tenderness.

Suddenly, Shen Yang felt that the stone pressing on his heart disappeared.

It turned out that it was not intentional to suppress him.

"Once this king takes care of it, Qi Dun will let you handle it." King Bin made a promise with a solemn tone.

Shen Yang felt relieved, he fixedly looked at King Bin, in those dark eyes like thick ink, Shen Yang seemed to see himself.

"My lord, maybe I can cure the poison in your body."