It was terribly cold in the yard.
Pei Wenshu was so frightened by the oppression that she cried. She wanted to argue but did not dare to speak. She lost strength and slid down, finally falling to her knees.
She was spoiled after all.
Seeing that her eldest brother, although cold-tempered, seemed to be much more peaceful than in previous years, he gradually lost his sense of control. After being frightened by the death of the maid, he became angry and became angry when his head became hot. Rushed over.
But who knows, Pei Yanzhou doesn't have to do anything, just standing there can scare her out of her wits.
"Pei Wenshu, I gave you a chance yesterday."
Pei Yanzhou's voice was cold, and as soon as he finished speaking, he drew out Cang Lin's long sword beside him and faced the crying man on the ground.
The people in the courtyard immediately fell to their knees, and the voices of begging for mercy dispersed. Even Song Jinyin was stunned for a moment.
Butler Wang's eyes were filled with eagerness, and his eyes turned around, finally falling on Song Jinyin.
The Duke's wife is the crown prince's Achilles' heel, and no one can mention her.
In the whole yard, Song Jinyin was the only one who had something to do with this matter but still lived for so many years.
After thinking about it, Butler Wang signaled with his eyes that he wanted her to speak up and give some advice.
Song Jinyin's outstretched hand stopped at the side of Pei Yanzhou's robe, feeling a little hesitant.
Let her persuade him. I wonder if Pei Yanzhou will be more ruthless.
"Why do you do this to me...I am your sister, I am your biological sister!"
Pei Wenshu cried miserably. This movement would soon attract the old lady and everyone in the house.
Song Jinyin thought of yesterday's scene.
She has always figured out other people's affairs clearly.
The current incident has something to do with her. Even if she doesn't care about Pei Wenshu's life or death, she doesn't want anything to end badly before she gets the old lady's permission to leave the house.
After thinking about it, Song Jinyin calmed down and gently shook Pei Yanzhou's sleeves.
The man's eyes when he looked over were still cruel, as if they were cold to the heart.
"The eldest girl is the daughter of the second wife. If the prince really takes action, the old lady may not be able to bear it..."
"so what?"
Pei Yanzhou raised his eyes and glanced at the people on the ground with a cold expression: "If you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, you should be able to bear the consequences."
When Pei Wenshu heard his cold-blooded and ruthless words, her heart suddenly sank, and she became even more panicked.
But the more this happened, the more unwilling she felt.
The person in front of her, who was as cold as a Rakshasa, obviously had the same blood as hers. Why should she step on her and stand up for a lowly slave girl who has no place on the stage?
Pei Wenshu's eyes were red. She suppressed the panic in her heart and cried out to him.
"I am your sister! Even if I kill her, you shouldn't treat me like this! Besides, you are the one who wants her to die!"
"Do you think she is really devoted to you? Yesterday she married your grandmother behind your back and wanted to put people in your yard and make you cook! She is just a cheap maid who is looking for someone to cling to!"
"She was never sincere to you, never!"
As soon as the words fell, even Butler Wang froze where he was, not daring to make a sound or take another look at the faces of the people next to him.
The courtyard was like an abyss of silence, and the coldness forced everyone to lower their heads.
Outsiders don't know it, but everyone in the prince's courtyard has seen how horrifying the bloodthirsty spirit in the prince was when Song Jinyin almost died in a fire because of others.
Just like the cold-faced King of Hell below, he can kill everyone with just a raise of his hand.
"Yeah?"
Pei Yanzhou tilted his head, the ends of his eyes were stained with a little scarlet color, but there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips, "Or go behind my back and choose grandma?"
Song Jinyin was startled, and her face lost some color.
Recalling what she said in front of the old lady yesterday, her lips opened slightly, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.
Is this considered betrayal?
Song Jinyin's heart trembled, but then she pursed her lips stubbornly.
She wants to leave the house, she wants to find her father, and her mother who once loved her.
She couldn't be trapped in this small place forever, couldn't be imprisoned in Pei Yanzhou's hatred, in this tall mansion, with no way out all day long, just waiting to see him treat others with respect.
The light in Song Jinyin's eyes dimmed little by little, and her straight back was holding on to her stubbornness.
She really didn't intend to go against the old lady's wishes.
But actually speaking, whether she wanted to or not, she had no other choice, right?
"Brother..."
People on the ground saw that Pei Yanzhou not only showed no signs of softening, but also became more and more terrifying. Pei Wenshu was so frightened that he started crying again.
She didn't care about anything else, didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, and kowtowed in panic.
"Brother, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I will be careful in my words and deeds in the future. Brother, please, please..."
Pei Yanzhou tilted his head, but the sword kept pressing against Pei Wenshu's neck, causing everyone to panic.
It's just that the long sword didn't swing down.
When Pei Yanzhou lost his patience, Ye Wanqiu gently called Brother Yanzhou at the entrance of the courtyard.
Song Jinyin's hand holding his sleeve fell into the visitor's eyes, and when she took it back, she felt a little hastily and a little embarrassed.
"Brother Yan Zhou, why are you so cruel to sister Wen Shu?"
"Who brought you here?"
The deep voice was obviously a little clearer than just now. Except for Song Jinyin, everyone in the yard seemed to be relieved.
"My mother came to see the old lady, so I sneaked over here. Brother Yan Zhou... doesn't he want to see Wan Qiu?"
Pei Yanzhou retracted his sword, raised his hand to take the handkerchief from Butler Wang and wiped his hands. He glanced at the silent Song Jinyin with his peripheral vision and walked to the person's side.
"It's cold outside and you're thin. Go sit inside."
"What about sister Wen Shu?"
"Aren't you going to plead for her?"
"May I?"
Ye Wanqiu pursed her lips and blinked, staring at the man in front of her hopefully.
Pei Yanzhou's expression did not change, and he did not speak for a long time, which made others feel excited again.
After a while, the man chuckled, feeling uncertain.
"I have taken my sword back, what do you think?"
"Wan Qiu knew that brother Yan Zhou would not be a heartless person!"
Song Jinyin's face turned pale again, and her heart seemed to be torn apart and falling.
Pei Wenshu glared at Song Jinyin fiercely before leaving, but Song Jinyin stood there without even looking away.
After a long time, the courtyard was empty, except for the lively sounds coming from the front hall.
Last night's visit and the torture of the maid made her feel a little self-indulgent. However, Pei Wenshu's words wiped it out before it started to grow.
She agreed to the old lady's words, which was tantamount to betrayal in Pei Yanzhou's eyes.
But Song Jinyin didn't expect that Pei Yanzhou's overwhelming anger would be completely extinguished by Ye Wanqiu's words "brother Yanzhou" without even questioning him.
She raised her head and looked into the distance blankly.
In the past, she was the only one who called me brother.
"Miss Jinyin, it's windy outside, and you're still cold. You'd better go back and rest first."
Butler Wang had arranged everything, but when he turned around and saw Song Jinyin's lonely figure, he still couldn't bear it.
Seeing that she still didn't move after hearing these words, standing stiffly as if she had lost her soul, Butler Wang couldn't help but say one more thing.
"Miss Jinyin, why are you doing this? Although the prince hates you, he has still gotten used to having you by his side these years. Even if the prince's concubine enters the palace in the future, the girl will definitely get a good status."
"Butler Wang misunderstood."
Song Jinyin's heart throbbed for a moment, and she smiled hoarsely, then turned into a look of indifference.
"I was just thinking about other things. As for the position beside the prince...since I accepted the call of servitude, naturally, I don't have any thoughts of coveting him."
The thin figure walked back to the corridor eaves.
The originally moist eyes were occupied by holes, and I didn't know where to look. It was as if everything was in my eyes, but it couldn't be realized.
"Girl, be careful."
