Song Jinyin finally withdrew her hand.
She didn't understand why Pei Yanzhou suddenly appeared, but she only knew that he would not be so kind and simply save her from misery.
Thinking about it now, he just remembered what Pei Wenshu said in the courtyard that day.
There was still the touch of Pei Yanzhou's fingertips on her cheek. She turned her head and looked forward: "The prince always has his own rules for doing things. I dare not interfere or be unhappy."
Pei Yanzhou clicked his tongue, straightened up, and sneered, his dark eyes deepening a little: "Why weren't you as strong-willed as you are now when you hid and cried? Now that I'm supporting you, it's my fault. ?”
Song Jinyin was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that he still knew this.
It was a long time ago that I secretly hid and cried because of other people’s criticism.
She hadn't figured it out at that time, and always felt that if she endured the grievance, her mother would come back.
Xu was crying hard in those days. In the past two years, few words from others could hurt her. She also followed Pei Yanzhou's temperament and became more and more indifferent to others.
But now hearing Pei Yanzhou say support made Song Jinyin want to laugh.
"There are a lot of private things going on in the rooms of the Duke's Mansion. Nowadays, when the slaves don't show up, they don't hear much gossip about themselves. And even if the prince didn't go there just now, the slaves don't dare to ask for help from the old lady. "
"You know what's going on."
Pei Yanzhou's expression returned to coldness, "Don't worry about anything else, Song Jinyin, none of them can decide whether you stay or go."
Seeing that she didn't speak, Pei Yanzhou frowned, lost patience and turned around: "Since you don't plan to rest, go change your clothes and come to the study to serve you."
Song Jinyin responded lightly.
It wasn't until she saw him leaving that she lowered her head and looked at the new clothes she had changed today. She was silent for a long time, and then returned to her room.
Pei Yanzhou doesn't like sandalwood.
In fact, she didn't like it either. There was a bit of compassion in the incense.
After returning to the house, Song Jinyin did not rush to change clothes, but put the wooden box containing the money back inside.
Pei Yanzhou always likes to come to her house recently, and all her things related to leaving the house must be put away.
...
The sky, which had been sunny for several days, showed signs of gloominess again, but just as we were walking away from the study, it looked like it was going to rain outside.
Song Jinyin stepped onto the corridor, and before she reached the door of the study, she saw Butler Wang standing straight outside with a sad look on his face, and the guard who was originally guarding the door also followed Cang Lin to one side.
From the looks of it, someone must be inside.
Song Jinyin looked at Butler Wang, and before she could ask, she heard the sound of her palms slapping the table angrily, followed by a burst of anger.
It's the Duke of the country.
"Bastard! If it weren't for me, what status would you have now? You dare to do such ridiculous things, and you dare to yell like this with me. Do you really think that I don't dare to discipline you?"
"What nonsense?"
Pei Yanzhou sneered lightly, his casual tone full of ridicule: "Take your concubine's daughter, my sister, into the backyard?"
"You bastard, you dare to say it openly, how shameless are you! Do you plan to use such a thing to retaliate against our government?"
"She doesn't have that ability, but maybe my father has forgotten that she, the bed-warming maid, was stuffed in by you back then. I had no intention of keeping their mother and daughter alive."
Song Jinyin's face lost some color and she froze in place for a moment.
There was a sight coming from the side, but she didn't dare to look up, fearing that the inquiry and compassion inside would defeat her stubbornness.
"Since you hate her so much, you can just serve as a bed-warming girl in private! Do you still want the dignity of raising her as a concubine?"
Perhaps hearing Pei Yanzhou's sarcasm, the Duke felt guilty for a moment, and his voice was a little softer than before, but the disgust in his words was still clearly conveyed.
"Whether it's a bed-warming maid or a plaything, after two years of playing with her, send her out of the house as soon as possible! Mrs. Liu doesn't care about her, but you are so excited! Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you must go against me, this prince's position is not it has to be you!"
"Where to send it?"
Pei Yanzhou chuckled, with naked ridicule.
"Also, my father wouldn't think that the military power in my hands and the errands I received were obtained in exchange for the empty title of Crown Prince, right?"
The Duke of Guo was choked for a moment, his face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Pei Yanzhou. It took him a long time to calm down.
Song Jinyin outside the room listened to the movement inside, dragged her stiff legs to one side, and stood upright.
This mansion was never the one she wanted to enter. From the beginning to the end, she was the one who was forced to enter.
But why?
Why was it that it was clearly not her choice, but she was still blamed for so many crimes, and her sincerity was trampled on?
And that sentence about playthings.
Song Jinyin lowered her eyebrows and tightened her fingertips.
She really didn't want to stay in this place for a moment longer.
The voice inside continued.
No matter how lustful and stupid the Duke of Guo is now, he is also a man who has experienced great things. Now he sees that his son is still merciless and does not want to get into trouble, so he suppresses his anger.
"Yan Zhou, I am your father, and I naturally hope that you will value me. That maid is not worthy of your status in the courtyard. If you are unwilling to let her go, prepare more money for her when you send her away, and then send her away. Just send him away from afar, but my father feels that in order to avoid tarnishing your reputation, it is best to die."
"Why didn't father send Mrs. Liu away?"
Pei Yanzhou was still cold, "With Mrs. Liu gone, won't my maid be able to raise my status?"
"Nonsense! Mrs. Liu has been in our courtyard for many years, and even your grandmother recognized her identity. How long will you continue to bite her randomly?"
Butler Wang no longer dared to look at Song Jinyin's face.
He worked for the prince and could be regarded as a cold-faced king of hell to others, but he still couldn't be cruel to Song Jinyin who he had watched grow up.
The Duke's tone of voice was like mentioning an object, and he talked about things lightly using the reputation of the Crown Prince. This was an extremely dangerous thing for this girl.
No one dares to risk their future, not even the proud prince.
"Father, it's best not to come uninvited next time. My son has a bad temper. Who knows what day he will find out about his mother again. Let someone investigate."
The people inside finally issued an eviction order without showing any mercy.
The Duke stepped out of the house angrily and saw Song Jinyin standing next to her with her head lowered like a wooden stake.
He hadn't seen Mrs. Liu's daughter for a long time. Now when he looked at her, only a part of her chin was exposed, and her skin color almost dazzled him.
The Duke of Guo stopped and glanced around her body without leaving any trace, then waved his sleeves and left.
The maid who brought fresh tea came up the corridor. She was slim and beautiful. She already looked worried, excited, but also extremely nervous even before she got close.
Butler Wang glanced at the maid, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he quickly covered it up.
Except for the Duke of Guo, who had not paid attention to the prince for a long time, he could not think of anyone else who would dare to so blatantly stuff people into the prince's courtyard.
"Miss Jinyin, why don't you make this tea again and send it in?"
When Song Jinyin saw Butler Wang stopping someone, she didn't say much, just nodded, and was about to make a new pot of tea.
The person inside was reading the letter. When he heard the movement outside, he didn't even raise his head. His tone was very calm, but with a bit of chill.
"You haven't come in yet, do you want me to ask you to serve me?"
The people outside were stunned, glanced at Butler Wang, and had to go in first.
But as soon as he stood still, the man's voice came faintly again, casually, but as if he wanted to kill someone.
"What should we do, Song Jinyin? In everyone's eyes, you are destined to die."
Pei Yanzhou raised his eyes to look at her, but was irritated by her unchanged expression: "If Zhou Yanan were still alive, I wonder if he would still be willing to protect you, a woman who has slept in other people's beds."
