"What nonsense are you talking about? He is also my son, so he deserves to have complaints. How can you talk so much? Why don't you sit back quickly?"
Mr. Hou opened his mouth to rebuke, but his words were obviously protective of Mrs. Hou.
Mrs. Hou glanced at Pei Huan, and after some patience, she sat back.
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes, and the anger in her heart suddenly rose. What can that second young master do to compare with Pei Huan? Even if the position of Dingyuan Marquis cannot belong to Pei Huan, it should not belong to the cruel and violent second young master!
She was about to speak when she heard Pei Huan next to her say: "You just said that I should be resentful, so give me the position of Marquis of Dingyuan. If you calm down my resentment, I won't say more. "
"Why should I give it to you?"
Mrs. Hou blurted out her question. As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed something was wrong and lowered her head instantly.
"I, what I mean is that you are not good at what you do now. Even if you come in front of the emperor, you have to consider the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, right? The laws of the Zhou Dynasty say that people with disabilities cannot enter the court, let alone inherit the inheritance from their fathers. location."
Mrs. Hou's explanation was very appropriate, but no matter how appropriate it was, it could not hide the calculation in her heart and the disdain for Pei Huan in her words.
Song Shuwan clenched her fingers: "The laws of the Great Zhou, the laws of the Great Zhou. Mrs. Hou keeps saying they are the laws of the Great Zhou. Does Madam Hou know that based on Pei Huan's past military achievements, not to mention the position of a prince, he is..."
"Words of caution!"
Pei Huan spoke suddenly, interrupting Song Shuwan, and at the same time, his calm eyes fell on the Marquis.
"Do you also think that the position of Marquis Dingyuan should be handled according to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
The Marquis nodded: "This is what the laws of the Zhou Dynasty say, and I can only do it."
Song Shuwan spoke again: "The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty do say that people with disabilities cannot inherit the position of their fathers, but the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty also say that certain positions can only be inherited by the eldest son. I wonder which position the second young master holds? The eldest son or the eldest son? "
After saying these words, Madam Hou could no longer maintain her composure: "I am Madam Hou of Dingyuan Hou Mansion, and the child I gave birth to will be the legitimate eldest son. Do you have any questions?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Do I have a problem? Why don't Madam Hou say this outside the Hou Mansion and see what people in the capital will say?"
"you……"
Mrs. Hou clenched her fingers, suddenly stepped forward, raised her hand and slapped Song Shuwan in the face.
"ah!"
The next moment, a scream sounded.
Fei Yuan's figure appeared like a ghost and just caught Mrs. Hou's wrist. With just a little force, Mrs. Hou fell to the ground in pain.
"You, you bastard, how dare you hit me!"
Fei Yuan said with a smile: "Mrs. Hou is wrong, I didn't hit you. Not only did I not hit you, I also saved your life." "
Mrs. Hou held her wrist and her eyes widened when she heard this: "Save me? That's nonsense. You've made a big mistake below, but you still dare to say save me?"
Fei Yuan tilted her head, with an innocent look on her face: "My eldest concubine is the emperor's royal concubine. Your slap is true. That slap is not my eldest concubine, but the emperor's face. This needs to be spread out." , what do the outside world say about you, Madam Hou? How does the emperor view Dingyuan Hou Mansion?"
After a few rhetorical questions, Mrs. Hou froze up. She was so angry just now that she didn't expect Song Shuwan's identity at all.
Seeing that the atmosphere was stagnant, the Marquis immediately spoke: "Okay, she is your elder, even if she said some wrong things, you, the junior, have to make concessions. Besides, there is no reason why we are waiting today. Position comes, Pei Huan, I have decided to give the position of Dingyuan Marquis to your brother. Even if you have resentment in your heart, you can only endure it. Who makes you unable to do well now?"
After saying these words, Mr. Hou took Mrs. Hou and left.
Obviously, he no longer has the patience to stay here.
Song Shuwan looked at their figures, and the anger that was already surging in her heart became stronger and stronger, but she soon suppressed it. The position of Dingyuan Marquis ultimately depends on Pei Huan's attitude. If a man wants, Hou I'm afraid I won't be able to get it out.
After a long silence, Pei Huan spoke: "I know you have a fire in your heart, but I have no intention of taking the position of Marquis Dingyuan."
Song Shuwan turned her head and scanned Pei Huan with a scrutinizing gaze: "Is it unintentional or has she given up?"
If it was the latter, Song Shuwan could understand. After all, Pei Huan was really bad at the moment. No one outside would trust him until his legs recovered.
only……
Song Shuwan frowned, feeling unwilling for some reason.
He is not good at walking and has a disability. In the past, Pei Huan also had to add the sentence of being unable to see. In just one sentence, Pei Huan's path was completely cut off. Even if his eyesight recovers now, it can only maintain his condition. Lived up to the surface decency.
However, with Pei Huan's ability, can he really only maintain this little dignity?
You must know that Pei Huan really cultivated his identity as the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He should not be in the current predicament.
"I don't mean to."
Pei Huan's voice brought Song Shuwan back from her thoughts. She stared at the man's face for a long time: "Does the Crown Prince really think so?"
Helplessness flashed across Pei Huan's face, he picked up the teapot at hand, poured a cup of tea slowly and handed it over: "I don't need to lie to you. Besides, don't you have a way to heal my legs? When I recover, don't say anything. Even if... I can get the position of Marquis Dingyuan."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and tightened her hands hanging by her legs slightly: "Your Majesty knows, what did I just want to say?"
"It's nothing more than a king with a different surname. But you can only say this in front of me. It's better not to say a word in front of others."
Song Shuwan nodded lightly, chatted with Pei Huan for a while and then left.
On the other side, Mr. Hou and Mrs. Hou returned to Qingzhuyuan. Before the former could speak, the latter smashed things in the house.
"Master Hou, listen to what Song Shuwan said? She actually said that my child is not the legitimate eldest son. How dare she..."
The Marquis said coldly: "Did she say something wrong?"
The expression on Mrs. Hou's face froze, and her eyes widened: "What does Mr. Hou mean by this? Mr. Hou also thinks..."
"enough!"
The Marquis interrupted her impatiently: "I have already released the words at your request, what else do you want? I tell you, you'd better stay calm these days and don't cause trouble, otherwise the Marquis of Dingyuan position, I can’t guarantee who will fall in the end!”
After saying that, the Marquis snorted coldly, threw up his sleeves and left.
Mrs. Hou stood there blankly and took a long time to react.
At this moment, a woman came forward and said, "Madam, please don't be sad. Now that Mr. Hou's words have been released, when the time is right, the position will naturally belong to the second young master."
Mrs. Hou's eyes were dark: "The time is right? How can we say the time is right? I can't wait. Come here and follow my instructions..."
She whispered in her mother-in-law's ear for a moment, then waved her away.
"You, Pei Huan, can't even imagine the position of Marquis Dingyuan!"
