Because Pei Yanzhou was there, Song Jinyin finished her salute and stepped aside.
But without Pei Yanzhou in front of her, the cold wind seemed to be going crazy, rushing towards her body.
She glanced at the corridor, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.
If she didn't go here, the wind wouldn't be able to hit Pei Yanzhou all the way. With her current body, she would fall down in less than two hours.
This thought shocked Song Jinyin, but the next moment, the scene of Pei Yanzhou holding an umbrella for Ye Wanqiu followed.
She laughed to herself and completely dismissed this tender thought.
If he hadn't been drunk, Pei Yanzhou would never have been soft-hearted towards her.
In front of him, Pei Jinzhi was greeting politely.
As the legitimate son of the second wife, he is the old lady's most beloved grandson besides Pei Yanzhou.
When people in the Duke's palace talk about him, they always say that he is a handsome young man who is as gentle as jade. He is not as calculating as the second master of the Pei family, nor is he tainted with the snobbishness of the second wife. On the contrary, he is somewhat like the Duke of Guo when he was young. Style.
He is a good son praised by many people.
But all this still cannot enter Pei Yanzhou's eyes.
"I heard that Miss Ye was frightened last night, and it was my eldest brother who stayed with me for a long time before she recovered. It seems that it won't be long before my younger brother can ask for a drink from him?"
"Why do you need a drink from me, second brother?"
Pei Yanzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a half-smile, "The wind was very cold last night. I thought of the remoteness of the courtyard, but I just took a look. I couldn't do much."
"It's indeed a bit colder, but I don't know if my eldest brother went to accompany the beautiful woman last night, but our sister Jin Yin was with him?"
"The maids in the courtyard are vulgar and can't be called sisters to my second brother."
Pei Yanzhou put one hand behind his back, and when he raised his eyes and glanced over, he had a cold aura.
Pei Jinzhi, who was still asking with a smile at first, gradually became dry after a few back and forths.
He glanced calmly at Song Jinyin, who was looking down at her silently, and when he saw that she didn't respond, he felt a little less suspicious in his heart.
It wasn't until she returned to the Prince's Courtyard that Song Jinyin was surprised to notice that her back was soaked with sweat in the cool autumn.
Dogs that bite don't bark.
Pei Jinzhi may not be a vicious dog, but his temptation just now was too obvious.
So the couple last night...
Song Jinyin pursed her lips tightly, not wanting to spy on anything related to the Duke's Mansion.
"If you don't want to come over and serve me, you can continue to kneel outside."
Pei Yanzhou took off his shirt and looked at Song Jinyin standing to one side, deep in thought. The color on her face still hadn't returned, and only the wound on her lip that was supposed to be healed was once again reflected in bright red.
He was a little irritated and said in a rough voice: "Are you thinking about Pei Jinzhi?"
"I don't dare, slave."
Song Jinyin came to her senses and stepped forward to take the shirt he had changed.
There are also many maids in Pei Yanzhou's courtyard, but they can only work outside. Apart from her, the only one who can step into the inner courtyard is Xueyu, who occasionally brings things in.
Therefore, Butler Wang would only let her touch such personal matters.
"My servant will change the prince's clothes."
"Don't dare, why don't you dare?"
Pei Yanzhou grabbed her wrist and said, "He is the man behind the rockery last night. How about I send you directly to his courtyard to see if he will kill you or raise you as his sister?"
Song Jinyin subconsciously raised her eyes, a hint of disbelief flashed in her dark eyes, and then returned to normal.
Pei Yanzhou might really be able to give her to someone else.
Over the years, all of his calmness and self-possession have only appeared in the eyes of others.
To her, Pei Yanzhou was no different than a madman.
The force on the wrist became stronger and stronger, and the red marks gradually became clear under the fair skin.
Song Jinyin thought of today's scene.
From Ye Wanqiu's provocation to her after waking up, to Liu's estrangement from her mother-daughter relationship, to seeing her being insulted indifferently, to Pei Yanzhou's revenge on her in front of everyone.
Pieces of piles, like water-soaked handkerchiefs, kept pressing on her mouth and nose, making her more and more breathless.
She suddenly became discouraged, and a sense of sadness filled her heart.
After thinking about it, Song Jinyin suddenly relaxed and said without hesitation: "If the prince wants to give it away, you can give it to me. It's just a bond of servitude for your slave. Please give it to me when the time comes."
The person holding her wrist froze, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
After a while, his other hand covered Song Jinyin's neck, and his rough fingertips rubbed it repeatedly, his eyes dark and forbearing.
"You want to leave me so much?"
"Yes."
"Forgot how Liu sent you in?"
Pei Yanzhou smiled, with cold stars rising in his eyes, "What do you mother and daughter think of as the heirs? If you want to block people, you can block them, and if you want to leave, just leave, okay?"
The slender finger bones curled up slightly and gently scraped the beating spot on Song Jinyin's neck.
"I have raised you for so long, and this is how you repay me? My good sister."
The sound of sister made both of them stunned.
Except for the first year, when Pei Yanzhou had no choice but to call her a few times in front of the Duke's wife, he rarely heard her call her "sister" again.
In the end, Pei Yanzhou woke up first.
He placed one hand on Song Jinyin's neck, wrapped his other hand around her waist, and leaned down to bite her tender earlobe.
The heat fell on her ears, but the words that came out seemed to be frozen.
"I can give you to anyone, but unless I die, you will never take away the deed of sale."
"Pei Yanzhou."
Song Jinyin's heart gradually sank, and the tears at the end of her eyes suddenly fell in clusters.
She had thought that as time passed, or when Pei Yanzhou found out the truth, the relationship between the two of them would not be filled with only hatred.
If all else fails, then she can settle down and wait another two years to get the deed of sale back and cancel her slave status.
Song Jinyin felt that she had to have some hope after all, otherwise she would not be able to survive every day in this mansion.
But she didn't expect that Pei Yanzhou had no intention of letting her leave at all.
"Pei Yanzhou, you hate me so much, why do you keep me by your side?"
Pei Yanzhou tightened his hands, feeling that the words of his name from her mouth made his fire harder to extinguish.
"Don't want to be around me? Okay."
Song Jinyin was startled and looked at him with reddish eyes. A huge teardrop happened to fall, and the mist suddenly dispersed, making her eyes clear.
The next moment, her body rose into the air, and she was thrown into the bed inside.
The tall man stepped forward, held her hands down, and his thin lips dropped from her earlobes, across her neck, and stopped at the hem of her clothes.
"I kept Mrs. Liu's life alive for eight years. Before you leave, remember to collect her body first."
"There is also the girl you have taken care of for several years. Although she is not as pretty as you, she still has to take your place."
"As for Anyang County..."
Pei Yanzhou looked at her eyes that were covered with water mist again, trying his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart that was about to engulf him, and his words were stained with frost.
"If those people knew that the county magistrate's wife, who once made them praise her so much, turned around before their magistrate's bones were still cold..."
"Pei Yanzhou, are you crazy?"
"Yes, I'm crazy. From the moment I dragged you onto this bed, you should have known that I was crazy."
