In the evening, as soon as Song Shuwan returned to the Marquis Mansion, a servant woman came to look for her: "Prince Concubine, the Marquis and Madam please come over."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows lightly. Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. These two people probably want to cause trouble for her again.
The servant woman raised her head slightly: "The Marquis said, please rush over immediately after receiving the message, and don't waste time."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan slightly pulled the corners of her lips: "I returned to the Marquis Mansion after running around for a day. Isn't it too much to change into clean clothes before meeting them? Or do you have any objections?"
The servant woman was startled and lowered her head again: "I don't dare, my slave..."
Song Shuwan ignored her, changed her clothes and walked to the front hall. She heard the Marquis scolding her from a distance.
"You are blind and disabled. I don't care that you have lost the face of the Marquis. I even went so far as to report to the Emperor to choose a wife for you. The Marquis has not treated you badly. Why do you want Song Shuwan to show up? Now everyone in the capital says that I am the Marquis.
The house is a joke, are you satisfied? Is this worthy of your dead mother? You..."
"Master Hou!"
Song Shuwan couldn't listen any longer. She raised her voice to interrupt Mr. Hou and stepped in the door: "My daughter-in-law has met Mr. Hou and Mrs. Hou."
She gave a gentle blessing, and received a cold snort from Mr. Hou and an indifferent look from Mrs. Hou.
Song Shuwan didn't care, and after bowing, she retreated to Pei Huan's side: "Your Majesty."
Pei Huan nodded slightly, but no one noticed that his fingers on the side had already pinched into the palm of his hand, and there was a faint cold light at the cuffs, but soon, the cold light disappeared into the cuffs.
Just now, if Song Shuwan was a little late, Pei Huan would take action.
The Marquis was unaware of the change and stared at Song Shuwan coldly. He suddenly raised his hand and smashed the tea cup at hand. There was a "bang" sound and the tea splashed all over the floor.
This moment attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, but before she could say anything, the Marquis pointed at her nose and scolded her.
"Looking at the entire capital, there is no one as restless at home as you. I tell you, if you don't close the Cunshan Hall today, there will be no place for you to stay in this palace."
As soon as these words came out, Pei Huan smiled: "I didn't know that my people need your permission to live in the Hou Mansion."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the Marquis immediately pointed his finger at him: "Before you speak, you have to clarify one key point. The Marquis in the Marquis' Mansion belongs to me and has nothing to do with you, Pei Huan. The two of you live in the Marquis' Mansion.
, you should obey the rules set by this prince, instead of acting recklessly and ruining the reputation of the prince's house!"
Mrs. Hou held the handkerchief and stood up: "Master Hou, please calm down. We are just two ignorant juniors. We can't make you angry."
As she spoke, she patted the Marquis on the back, turned around and said to Song Shuwan: "You young couple are really serious, how can you speak like this to your elders? Apologize to the Marquis quickly, and then do as the Marquis said.
Just do it and it will be over."
Song Shuwan laughed angrily. To Mr. Hou and Mrs. Hou, her innocence was not important at all. Only the reputation of the Hou Mansion was the most important. But the problem was that they wanted her to shrink before the slander was resolved.
How is it possible to stay in the Hou Mansion and not go out?
What's more, if she only stays in the Hou Mansion, how can she take revenge?
"My daughter-in-law doesn't understand. Even the Yamen thinks my daughter-in-law is innocent. Why do you two always feel that your daughter-in-law has ruined the reputation of the Hou Mansion? Have you ever understood this matter?"
Song Shuwan's voice was obviously much darker because of her anger.
The Marquis covered his heart and glared at her: "So what if you don't understand? I don't care what the truth is, but you must go back to the backyard and you are not allowed to show your face outside! You are not allowed to ruin the reputation of the Marquis Mansion!"
Song Shuwan took a deep breath to suppress the surging anger: "Master Hou, you..."
At this time, a hand stretched out from the side and interrupted Song Shuwan in half of what she was saying.
Pei Huan said lightly: "You think too much. Even if she is corrupted, it will only ruin my reputation. It has nothing to do with you or the Hou Mansion."
The Marquis suddenly widened his eyes: "That's nonsense. She is the bride of the Hou Mansion, and the only thing that can be ruined outside is the reputation of the Hou Mansion."
Pei Huan leaned forward slightly, and his deep eyes were like cold pool water, which shocked people: "Can the reputation of the Hou Mansion be compared with mine? Or do you want me to tell you about the previous settlement of accounts?
Is the Hou Mansion no longer famous?"
There was silence all around, and the Marquis pointed at Pei Huan with trembling fingers: "You, you traitor!"
Mrs. Hou's heart skipped a beat: "Master Hou, please don't be angry, Pei Huan, he is your father, you..."
"What's there to say to this rebellious son? You two, kneel down to me immediately! I want to do the family justice, bring the family law up!"
The Marquis was so angry that he lost his mind. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it himself.
The servant of the Hou Mansion handed over the whip, and he raised his hand to greet Pei Huan.
"Snapped!"
The sound of the whip hitting the air was extremely harsh, and as soon as it was about to fall on Pei Huan, Song Shuwan took two steps diagonally, and the golden needle in her hand sank into the Marquis's arm. The next moment, the person was blocking Pei Huan's body.
"Well!"
She groaned, and her body trembled as the whip came down. The whip was struck with all her strength, even though some of the force was relieved in the middle, but the pain was still unbearable.
Pei Huan frowned and said angrily: "Why are you blocking the whip!"
Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "It's just a whip, not worth mentioning."
On the other side, the Marquis grabbed his arm: "Song Shuwan, you dare to attack me, do you want to die?"
"It's you who want to die!"
Pei Huan's anger turned against the Marquis, and several figures suddenly appeared around him. Both the Marquis and Mrs. Hou had a dagger on their necks.
Pei Huan said: "I have no patience to deal with you anymore. Please return the shop and farm property included in my mother's dowry immediately!"
"Huh? That's something from the Hou Mansion. What does it have to do with you, Pei Huan?"
"You want to go to the Yamen to read the deed? I can make it happen."
Pei Huan's soft words made the Marquis speechless.
In this way, the topic was quietly changed. After half an hour of stalemate, the Marquis rolled up his sleeves and left. The secret guard who held him hostage did not dare to take action and could only let him leave.
Mrs. Hou's body stiffened, with a bit of a smile on her face: "Well, the Crown Prince..."
Pei Huan's eyes locked on hers accurately and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what your secret plans are, but if you want to put your plans on my head, you'd better weigh the weight of your head."
The smile on Mrs. Hou's face froze, but neither Pei Huan nor Song Shuwan paid attention to him and left directly.
The evening wind blew gently, and Pei Huan suddenly said: "The young prince of Nanming came to Beijing to find someone."
Song Shuwan was slightly startled: "Why are you telling me this, Your Majesty?"
Pei Huan did not explain, but continued on to himself: "His body was dumped in a mass grave outside the city. It was picked up by those people during the day and targeted Cunshantang, but they were not targeting you.
