When Song Jinyin left, she saluted the sullen Pei Yanzhou without haste.
In the past, she always felt that there was a knife hanging above her head. She didn't know if one day Pei Yanzhou went crazy, the knife would fall and cut off her neck, so she acted more cautiously.
But that caution did not bring her relief, but instead made her more breathless day by day.
Song Jinyin felt a little tired, and vaguely felt that maybe she shouldn't be like this.
After helping Xueyu out of the shop, she saw a tall figure walking out of the teahouse opposite, her whole body showing off her majesty.
Song Jinyin knew that this man was either rich or noble, so she did not stop. She only vaguely heard the man's teasing behind her.
"I didn't expect that Yan Zhou would also take care of women's affairs. Could it be that he was planning to get married, so he became enlightened?"
Song Jinyin looked at the road ahead. Under her quivering long eyelashes were cold black eyes. They were beautiful, but they made people feel empty.
It wasn't until Song Jinyin's figure disappeared in front of him that Pei Yanzhou relaxed his tense jaw, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled needlessly.
"I am indeed a bit boring on weekdays, but since I am a member of my family, I cannot ignore it."
"Then you have to thank Yuhe for this."
The man smiled and said, "Well, even my father can't control you, so I won't join in the fun."
...
Ye Wanqiu did not expect that Shen Yuhe would really be friends with the third prince.
She saluted the third prince, and when she saw him getting on the carriage and leaving, she looked at Pei Yanzhou carefully.
She moved a little and got closer to him.
"Brother Yan Zhou..."
The jade pendant around his waist was held in Pei Yanzhou's hand at some point. The smile on his lips did not disappear, but his eyes quickly turned cold.
He looked careless before getting on the horse, but when he turned around, Ye Wanqiu couldn't help but shiver in his heart.
"I thought that when I went to Ye Mansion to meet Brother Hanlin, I made it clear what my Pei family was thinking."
Pei Yanzhou looked at her with warning in his eyes.
"Girls from the Ye family are born to be noble. Even if they are married to a prince, they are noble. Don't be too willful and ruin your own future."
Ye Wanqiu's heart skipped a beat, her red lips instantly lost color, and she became stiff and at a loss.
He got it.
I found out that those men in black were the work of the Ye family.
But since he already knew, why was he willing to accept her eldest brother's invitation a few days ago to go into the house to drink and gossip?
Ye Wanqiu is afraid, but also unwilling.
She didn't have to marry Pei Yanzhou at the beginning, but apart from the royal family, it was difficult for anyone from aristocratic families to surpass him.
And the most important thing is that it is something that no one else can get, and she, Ye Wanqiu, wants to have it for herself.
Forcibly suppressing his uneasiness, Ye Wanqiu smiled and softly called Brother Yanzhou again.
It's just that Pei Yanzhou is an impatient person after all.
He turned on his horse, holding the jade pendant in one hand and pulling the reins with the other. When he lowered his head and looked down, it was as if he was looking at an object.
"Miss Ye, it seems you still don't take my words to heart."
The horse squeaked, as if to express its impatience following his words.
"Mrs. Ye does have some friendship with my mother, but when things get serious, that little friendship is not enough."
After saying that, Pei Yanzhou glanced at Xuan Yi behind him, then rode away from the long street.
Occasionally, dust flew up to Ye Wanqiu's bun, breaking her delicacy and arrogance, but what made her even more unable to hold her head up was the thousand taels of silver notes handed over by Xuan Yi.
The man wears a long sword on his waist and is dressed in cold and solemn black clothes.
"This is the one thousand taels that our master paid for his maid. As for the silver note from Mr. Shen, whether Miss Ye wants to charge more or not, it has nothing to do with our Duke's mansion."
Ye Wanqiu felt that she was about to be so angry that she would vomit blood.
Pei Yanzhou is actually standing up for that bitch!
The veil was about to be shattered by her, but she looked at the sword and did not dare to say a word.
The shopkeeper of the ready-made clothing shop had already hid behind him, and the few official girls who had been secretly observing Pei Yanzhou had already secretly left when they saw Pei Yanzhou.
But even so, Ye Wanqiu felt that he had lost face, as if he had been slapped hard.
...
Not long after the farce subsided, Song Jinyin hurried back to the house.
She didn't know whether the pawn shop would accept the jewelry or how much money it could be pawned for.
But one must pay what one owes, especially Dr. Shen, who was her savior.
Song Jinyin took out both the old and new wooden boxes. There were a lot of broken copper plates and silver in them, as well as a few large silver ingots worth fifty taels.
But these are far from enough.
Xueyu was crying beside her so hard that she couldn't breathe. Her eyes were extremely red and swollen. When she entered the hospital, she even frightened Butler Wang who was giving instructions. As soon as the matter came to light, he rushed over in a hurry.
"What happened?"
There are many servants in Zhuyayuan, and there are also a lot of maids who work in the front. However, there are not many people like Xueyu who are sensible and well-behaved and work quickly. Most of them hide their thoughts.
Although people are easy to handle if they have weaknesses, Butler Wang is in charge of things, so he naturally prefers a well-behaved and honest maid like Xue Yu.
"Oh, Miss Xueyu, if you keep crying, I'm afraid you may lose your sight!"
"It's just a small matter, steward Wang, don't worry."
Song Jinyin handed over the handkerchief and smiled softly.
But Xueyu felt even more uncomfortable when she heard this comfort.
"It's me, it's all me... If I hadn't carelessly touched the girl's clothes from the Ye family, my sister wouldn't have to pay for me... All the money my sister had saved for so many years was destroyed by me. Already..."
"What are you talking about?"
Seeing that she didn't move after taking the handkerchief, Song Jinyin simply started to wipe it for her, "Silver is a dead thing. If it's gone, you can just save it. But you, on the cold ground, kowtowed it so sincerely, if it were on your face Leave a mark, let’s see what happens next..."
Butler Wang listened to a few words and had a clear idea in his mind, and looked at Song Jinyin with a slightly complicated look.
That girl from the Ye family is a spoiled master. She has her sights set on the prince, so naturally she despises all the girls around him.
Especially since Mr. Ye still has an official career of becoming a prime minister and a marquis. Not to mention Song Jinyin's status as a maid, even if the prince in the palace gives the prince a marriage, the girl from the Ye family will probably look for opportunities to make things difficult for him.
I think Song Jinyin and Xueyu encountered another unexpected disaster when they went out.
Song Jinyin naturally noticed Butler Wang's expression. She did not raise her head to look, but patiently comforted him softly.
Her eyebrows and eyes are as gentle as a pool of spring water, which makes people feel warm and comfortable, and they gradually let go of self-blame and guilt without realizing it.
There seemed to be slight movement outside.
The man stopped and stood outside the house, the coldness dissipating from his body. He lowered his eyes and looked at the vermilion threshold not far away, not knowing what he was thinking.
It wasn't until the soothing sounds in the room faded away that he came back to his senses, and there was a layer of deep meaning in his dark eyes.
Stepping into the room, Xueyu, who was still sobbing a little, suddenly fell silent, and her tears stopped several times faster than Song Jinyin's comfort.
"Slave, please retreat first."
Seeing Butler Wang wink at her, Xueyu immediately became happy and followed him out of the house.
Pei Yanzhou didn't say anything, and only focused his gaze on the two wooden boxes that Song Jinyin had not put away.
One of the larger ones contained some jewelry, with a few large silver ingots placed underneath, which should have been his reward last time. The other, smaller one seemed to contain Song Jinyin's personal belongings.
There were a lot of things scattered here and there.
Pei Yanzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and settled on the layer of cloth underneath.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Song Jinyin closing the wooden box and putting it aside, greeting him.
The brightness and tenderness shown towards Xueyu completely dissipated, leaving only indifference.
"This slave has met the Crown Prince."
"What are you doing?"
Suppressing his displeasure, Pei Yanzhou moved closer to her.
In the past seven days, he never came to see her, and he never asked about her news.
I thought that I would not feel that confused mood again after not seeing him, and even if I listened to a colleague in the palace discussing the marriage, I would not feel the same impatience again.
But just one glance on the street made him feel bored again.
He even didn't know until today that it was Shen Yuhe who personally examined her in the medical clinic that day.
Thinking that her frail body might fall on the unruly Shen Yuhe, the anger in Pei Yanzhou's heart became even more uncontrollable.
"What are you hiding from?"
Seeing Song Jinyin retreat, his rationality broke again, and he directly pulled her into his arms and pinched her chin.
