After saying this, the old lady closed her eyes.
The conversation she had with Mrs. Liu yesterday was deliberately intended to be heard by Song Jinyin, hoping that she would completely break off the mother-daughter relationship, find no one to rely on in this house, and use it for herself.
I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
Although she had doubts about Yan Zhou's mother's death, she finally chose to keep silent about it for the sake of the Duke's palace, and followed her boss to protect Liu's mother and daughter.
She has also seen Song Jinyin's difficulty in these years, but she feels bad for her. For the sake of Yan Zhou's future reputation, she can only put Jin Yin's head first when trying to stuff people into the yard.
When the time comes when there is no room for easing the discord between Liu's mother and daughter, and Yan Zhou can completely dislike her, then she can send Jin Yin away far away, or marry her to a family in Zhuangzi.
Guilt flashed through the old lady's heart, but compared to the tranquility of the Duke's Mansion, that guilt was nothing.
...
Ye Wanqiu looked reluctant when she saw her mother calling her back to her home.
But the person in front of him had already lost his patience, and his face never looked good.
But Ye Wanqiu didn't care.
Whether it was because of her grandmother or not, Pei Yanzhou was a little gentler to her than others, and she had always known this.
That's why she dared to stretch out her testing hand again and again, just wanting to confirm the marriage as soon as possible and take this man as her own.
"Brother Yan Zhou, my eldest brother is going to go hunting in the suburbs of the city in a few days. You, would you like to go with Wan Qiu?"
Pei Yanzhou's eyes passed through the shy Ye Wanqiu and fell on the open space behind her where Song Jinyin knelt.
After a long while, he called out to Butler Wang in a cold voice, "Please send Miss Ye out quickly, don't be lazy."
"Brother Yan Zhou..."
Ye Wanqiu's smile faded a little, and his tone was a little dissatisfied. When his temper came over, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve: "Father said that you just finished your errands a few days ago, and you have some free time these days, so you let me You’re invited.”
Pei Yanzhou calmly avoided her hand without stopping.
Using Ye Shenglin to suppress him was still a bit immature after all.
"I'm afraid Master Ye won't know about the errands that this prince is doing."
Hearing his cold tone, Ye Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, then suppressed his unwillingness and put on a smile again.
Although she is arrogant, she is also the legitimate daughter of the Ye family who grew up in Jingui. She knew early on that in front of men, in addition to occasionally showing off her temper, she also needed to have the aura of a mistress, and she also needed to know the general situation and know how to advance and retreat.
Yesterday, she could raise her status and punish Song Jinyin, that bitch, but right now, she couldn't press too hard.
Even though she saw it just now, Pei Yanzhou's eyes looking outside hid a desire that she couldn't understand.
The room finally became quiet.
Pei Yanzhou played with the jade pendant with extremely poor water color, thinking of Song Jinyin's stubborn and pale face last night.
The late old lady of the Ye family had protected his mother, so when his grandmother asked him to contact the Ye family, he saved a little more face.
I just thought that the position of the Crown Princess would be suitable for anyone, but when I arrived, I saw that everyone was a little less patient.
Only his hatred for Song Jinyin could give him some breathing space.
After another long while, Pei Yanzhou stopped in front of Cang Lin.
"What about her?"
Cang Lin was stunned for a moment. When he was stunned, he saw Butler Wang winking at the side. It took him a long time to react.
"Miss Jinyin said she was a little sleepy and went back to her room."
Pei Yanzhou was a little dissatisfied and glanced at the tall man in front of him in a smart outfit.
Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, sharp edges and corners.
Kurin had been a personal bodyguard for so many years, so he naturally noticed the changes in his master.
He thought for a moment and took a cautious step back.
Soon, Pei Yanzhou's figure appeared outside the side room.
The person inside was struggling to apply medicine on himself, holding a cloth strip in one hand and wrapping it around several times, but he couldn't tie it.
The wooden door was opened, and Pei Yanzhou stepped into the house with a cold face.
Before Song Jinyin could react, he took the cloth strip from her hand, lowered his head and tied it up for her.
Song Jinyin frowned slightly and pulled back a little, feeling a little uncomfortable with his current appearance.
"fear me?"
This avoidance angered Pei Yanzhou a little bit, "You are afraid of me, how dare you obey my grandmother's words?"
"Your Majesty, now that you know it, what do you mean now?"
"What do you think I will do? Get tired of you and tell you to get out?"
Pei Yanzhou curled his lips and pulled hard while tying the white cloth. When he saw her frowning eyebrows, he raised his hand and pinched her chin. His eyes suddenly darkened, making it difficult to see happiness and anger.
"You've been the only slave by my side for so many years. It's really boring to watch you for a long time."
"Right now, I have some other interests. You have to choose carefully. If the beauty you choose can catch my eye, I may be happy and let someone replace you."
Song Jinyin looked into his dark eyes, trying to read the meaning inside, but Pei Yanzhou was too deep in thought, and other than ridiculing her, he didn't show any emotion.
Song Jinyin stood up and bent her knees, ignoring the discomfort in her chest, and bowed politely.
"My slave will definitely report the prince's preferences to the old lady."
"No need to bother."
Pei Yanzhou suppressed the annoyance in his heart, the smile on his lips widened, and he said casually: "Tell grandma, I will choose it just like you."
"Your Majesty, be careful what you say."
"What? There's no one with some brains in this house who doesn't know that you're on my bed?"
Pei Yanzhou stood up and approached, gathering Song Jinyin's entire body under his shadow.
"Or are you thin-skinned and want me to tell you in person?"
Song Jinyin understood what he meant instantly.
He was humiliating her.
She must remember her identity, and others in the house must remember her identity.
After a while, Song Jinyin took a deep breath, raised her head that was half hanging, and met the unexplained gaze: "What does the prince want?"
Pei Yanzhou heard a bit of anger in these words.
This different indifference and numbness from the past made the inner demon that he didn't know when he was born in his heart dissipate a little for no reason.
Just thinking of the reason why she agreed to marry the old lady, Pei Yanzhou felt a little more cruel in his heart.
How could he not know what she was thinking.
I want to rely on other people's hands to leave him and leave the Duke's mansion.
It's so whimsical.
Pei Yanzhou lowered his head, smiled fiercely, and said with ridicule: "Song Jinyin, if I want to admit people into the backyard, no one can stop me. Likewise, if I don't want to, even the old lady can't intervene in the breakup, let alone the breakup." you."
After a pause, Pei Yanzhou released her chin and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.
"Remember your status as a maid. I am not the Duke of our country. I will not leave the backyard to a slave who warms the bed. In addition to serving you honestly, you should first think about whether you are worthy of it."
Pei Yanzhou's words fell lightly, hitting Song Jinyin's heart hard every word.
Even though she had never thought about managing the backyard for him, she was still suffocated by the cold tone.
"The prince is too worried."
Song Jinyin's eyes turned red, she suppressed her emotions and said, "This servant will naturally remember her identity. If she doesn't get married, she will never care about other people's backyard affairs, especially the prince's backyard."
Marry?
Pei Yanzhou's face darkened when she stabbed him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile was cruel and cold.
"It seems you still don't know your identity."
"The Duke's mansion has a maid who is indentured, a maid who warms the bed of the prince's son."
Song Jinyin ignored it and simply smiled: "Is there anything else?"
...
Seeing Pei Yanzhou walking away, Song Jinyin breathed a sigh of relief.
When the footsteps were far away, she turned around and went to the bronze mirror, looking at her face which had not yet regained its color.
Although she had no way to repay Pei Wenshu's humiliation at the moment, she had to use this matter to distance herself.
After all, stuffing people into the courtyard can't be done because the eldest girl is quick to talk, so I can't blame her.
Just as he was about to leave, the door suddenly opened again.
