Just as he was about to pretend he didn't know how to avoid these words, he heard a voice coming from behind.
Song Jinyin was startled and suddenly realized the reason for Pei Jinzhi's approach.
"Miss Jinyin, you are here, you are easy to find."
The visitor's name is Zhusheng, he is the godson of Butler Wang and a trusted person by Pei Yanzhou's side.
"Second Young Master."
Zhu Sheng saluted Pei Jinzhi with his fists raised, and then looked at Song Jinyin: "The prince has sent word that there are guests staying in the courtyard today, and Butler Wang is looking for a girl to serve him."
Song Jinyin looked at her injured hand. Although she didn't know what she could do with this inconvenience, she still accepted Zhusheng's words.
Pei Jinzhi was determined to use her to anger Pei Yanzhou, and that's why he showed such an intimate gesture in front of Zhu Sheng.
But if the person behind the rockery that night was just an ordinary maid in the mansion, how could it make him so cautious?
Song Jinyin suppressed her shock.
How could she sit back and wait for death when he was harming her so blatantly?
"I wonder if the prince has returned to his home?"
"Not yet, Miss Jin Yin can go freshen up first. My godfather said, it's just to keep an eye on the food. You don't have to serve it yourself. Besides, the person coming is someone the girl has met."
Song Jinyin nodded.
Those few people who could be brought back to the courtyard by Pei Yanzhou were only those few, but since Zhou Yanan's death, the remaining few people rarely set foot in the Duke's Mansion.
It had been a long time since she had seen him, and apart from the former Zhou Yanan, she had forgotten the appearance of everyone else.
Recalling her old friend, Song Jinyin felt depressed and her heart was sore.
If she had not gone to that appointment, if there had not been that fire in the bamboo house, that arrogant young man should be in high spirits at this moment.
Whenever she thinks about this place, Song Jinyin will feel confused.
It's as if he really has the reputation of being a disaster star among others, and he blames himself and feels guilty.
But she never wanted to catch up with the young master of the Zhou family.
She went there just to cut off Zhou Yanan's thoughts and reveal the person he really cared about.
Song Jinyin could tell from the beginning that the person Zhou Yanan liked was not her.
Just seeing her situation, the innocent young man started to have a chivalrous heart. Over time, he thought that the attention was the love between a man and a woman.
But only halfway through the conversation that day, a fire suddenly broke out in the bamboo forest wine house.
When he woke up again, in front of him was Pei Yanzhou, who was filled with bloodthirsty energy. He looked at her with an extremely sinister expression on his face.
This is probably where the new hatred comes from.
No one believed what she said.
Pei Yanzhou endured it until the day she grew old, and finally turned her into his bed-warming maid.
Song Jinyin always remembered that night, when Pei Yanzhou's cold and slender fingertips rested on her neck, asking her to call his name over and over again.
After walking around the long corridors, she finally calmed down again.
Now for her, there is nothing she can't let go of.
When Song Jinyin returned to her room, it was obviously much warmer inside. She was a little dazed, and unexpectedly saw a plate of candies on the table.
Recalling the bitterness in her mouth when she took the medicine, Song Jinyin took one and put it in her mouth, her eyebrows arched.
Butler Wang is kind-hearted after all.
After struggling to change her clothes, a little blood oozed out from her palms. Song Jinyin didn't bother to change her dressing and hurried to the front.
Pei Yanzhou has returned to his house.
Dressed in rich brocade robes, with black hair tied high, his slender and tall figure stood in the courtyard, one hand behind his back. Just talking to others, he exuded a majesty that made people dare not look directly at him.
Song Jinyin was about to go back and stare at the meal when she suddenly heard a burst of hearty laughter, and her name was mentioned in the last words.
"I said that our Majesty was right, but it was just a simple competition. You really need to marry a royal concubine to take care of your desperate tactics."
"Do you care about me?"
Pei Yanzhou chuckled and said unconcernedly: "Even if it is the person chosen by His Majesty, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to control me."
"Why, is it still only Song Jinyin in your courtyard who can catch your eye? But having said that, the Xu family will return to Beijing soon. No matter which family the princess belongs to, your backyard will probably never find peace every day. Why don't I help you?"
The man's peripheral vision glanced at the woman behind Pei Yanzhou, his teasing intentions clearly evident.
"Your maidservant is very good at playing the piano. If you give it to me, I will keep it for you."
"want to?"
When the person nodded, Pei Yanzhou's thin lips curled up slightly, as if he had been thinking for a moment. After a while, his words were cold and ruthless.
"It's just a plaything. Does it deserve your special words?"
"Yes, it's just the prince's plaything. Will the prince give it to me as a gift or not?"
Song Jinyin's teeth grazed her lips, and she paused for only a moment before her bloodless face regained its vitality.
She turned around without hesitation.
It's not her who has the final say whether to give or not to give away.
It wasn't until the movement behind him was far away that Pei Yanzhou sneered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "My things naturally have no reason to go into other people's hands, and the same goes for people."
The man was stunned and suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had not seen Pei Yanzhou looking so cold for a long time.
He raised his eyebrows, feeling a little excited.
"Is it possible that you can still trap someone for the rest of your life? She may not know, but I remember that what she signed was not a death contract."
"so what?"
"No, I just want to remind you."
The man smiled fearlessly: "In a few years, as long as she nods, anyone can take her away, but you can't keep her."
"Then let's try it with someone and see if she can leave."
Seeing the paranoia in Pei Yanzhou's eyes, the man looked a little more serious.
"Looking at Your Majesty's appearance, it won't be long before this mandarin duck book will really hit your head. Will you accept the marriage then or not? And Song Jinyin, are you going to make her a concubine, or is it a hidden treasure in the golden house? Jiao?"
Others didn't know it, but he had known Pei Yanzhou for several years and knew some things about Zhou Yan'an.
When I talked about Song Jinyin seriously, I naturally thought more about it.
"There must be a royal concubine in this backyard."
Pei Yanzhou looked at him, his eyes clear in an instant, and he turned around: "She is just a maid. The concubine and the hidden beauty in the golden house are not her turn."
"Um......"
The man hesitated to speak, but finally smiled along with his words.
The world is still uncertain, so be brave.
...
After Song Jinyin arranged the meals, she found Butler Wang.
There is no need for her to pour wine and serve dishes, and there is no need for her to stay here any longer.
And she recognized the man who came today.
Lin Jingxiu, the youngest son of the eldest princess of Hui'an. The eldest sister in the family was forced to marry in place of the princess a few years ago, which caused a rift between the eldest princess and the emperor.
Because of his guilt, the emperor became more and more indulgent towards the Lin family and doted on his nephew Lin Jingxiu.
So he is not afraid of death.
If he really wanted to take her away, she wouldn't even have a chance to pack up her money, and would fall directly from the wolf's pit into the tiger's mouth.
For now, she went back and waited with the wooden box where the money was stored. If her life was bad, she could still keep something with her.
"Steward Wang, that servant will go back to the house first."
After talking to Butler Wang about what she was keeping an eye on, Song Jinyin turned around and walked away neatly.
But Butler Wang always felt a little uneasy.
He thought for a moment, and was debating whether to leave the person behind first, when he saw the girl who was taking steps stop again.
Before he could relax his eyebrows, Butler Wang heard something that made him even more uneasy.
"By the way, Butler Wang, when I came out of the old lady's courtyard today, I was stopped by the Second Young Master on the way. I couldn't hear what the Second Young Master said clearly, but I remembered that I was from the Prince's courtyard, so this matter, We still have to let Butler Wang know."
"I wonder what the second young master said to Miss Jinyin?"
Song Jinyin's figure was thin and frail. Although there was a slight smile on her lips, her dark eyes were full of coldness.
She looked at Butler Wang as if she was talking about other people's affairs and didn't care.
"The second young master said that the prince is cruel and will abandon the slave sooner or later, so that the slave can move into his yard as soon as possible."
"Can you say that again."
A deep voice came from behind, and Butler Wang's heart skipped a beat.
Only Song Jinyin turned around and spoke again gently and skillfully.
