After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

Jiang Wanyu was stunned and excitedly grabbed Song Qiyan's shoulders.

How much did Jiang Wanyu like Song Qi Yan in her previous life? She followed Song Qi Yan around like a shadow all day long.

"You saved Jiang Wanyu's life, didn't you? How come she likes you so much?!"

Jiang Wanyu looked at the cold Eagle Lord. Apart from his good looks, she didn't think there was anything she liked about him.

Song Qiyan regretted it immediately when he saw Jiang Wanyu who was only an inch away from him.

It is hard to change a country, and it is hard to change one's nature. He should have tied her up long ago.

Song Qiyan just pushed Jiang Wanyu away coldly, and then said, "Save her, of course I saved her."

As he spoke, Song Qiyan pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "When you were a child, you fell into the pond. When you were young, you were chased by bees... and even fell into the water a few days ago. Who do you think saved you?"

Thinking back to the past, Jiang Wanyu had no idea where she learned this self-torture tactic from. She always put herself in danger, waiting for Song Qiyan to save her.

At first, out of motherly love, Song Qi Yan wanted to save her, but later she got tired of it and thought Jiang Wan Yu was being unreasonable, so she didn't even bother to save her.

"So you saved me from falling into the water!"

Jiang Wanyu looked in surprise at the person whom she had slapped a few days ago.

That shouldn’t be the case. My eldest and second brothers never mentioned it. Judging from what my second brother said, how could such a vicious person like him save me?

"Don't believe it? Why don't you just ask the person who gave you the advice?"

Song Qi Yan raised his hand and looked out the window again. Every time he and Jiang Wanyu went to the palace, the journey was extremely long.

"Who is it that gives advice?"

"I don't know about that. But..."

Song Qiyan smiled contemptuously and said, "So you are a little ungrateful, don't you? I remember how painful that slap was."

"I……"

Jiang Wanyu blushed immediately. It was all his second brother's fault...

But then I thought again, that’s not right, I beat him because he was a mean person!

"Who said that? I served you so well, gave you flowers, cooked for you, and even threw me in the valley to beat you, a scumbag."

Jiang Wanyu pointed at Song Qiyan's face.

Now that she is alive for Jiang Wanyu, she naturally cannot let him lead her by the nose.

Unexpectedly, Song Qi Yan laughed wildly, pressed Jiang Wanyu against the wall of the car, and said with a fierce look and a hint of disgust.

"Jiang Wanyu, you have lost your memory, but you have completely forgotten all the stupid things you have done. You know what? I just hate you for being so stupid."

"Stupid thing? Stupid?"

Jiang Wanyu suddenly became angry. She was obviously so vicious. Even if Jiang Wanyu was very flattering, how could he bully the self-esteem of someone who loved him like this?

It seems that Jiang Wanyu's kindness in this life has been eaten by dogs.

She wanted to push Song Qi Yan away, but the car suddenly stopped by chance, and she threw herself into Song Qi Yan's arms instead.

Before she could react, Song Qi Yan threw her onto Qing Xuan.

His eyes were full of contempt and his voice was low, as if he was rolling over ice. He looked down at Jiang Wanyu who had not yet gained her footing.

"Why? Do you still like this kind of trick?"

"Bullshit! You narcissist!"

Qingxuan held Jiang Wanyu tightly, fearing that if he let go, she would go forward and bite the prince.

"Still making trouble? This is the palace, aren't you afraid of being turned around?"

Song Qiyan walked forward and left a cold message to Jiang Wanyu.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanyu, who suddenly felt that she had no idea about the palace etiquette, immediately became quiet.

A real man can bend and stretch. I don’t want to die.

So Jiang Wanyu could only swallow her breath and follow Song Qiyan closely.

Glancing back, Jiang Wanyu was following him like a little rabbit.

I think it would be easier to scold someone after his brain is damaged.

Song Qiyan smiled triumphantly.

"My Lord, I feel like your relationship has improved since the young lady fell into the water. Before, you didn't say a word to Miss Jiang, but now you're talking a lot."

Qingxuan said as he looked at the rare smile on his master's face.

Upon hearing this, Song Qiyan's face froze immediately.

"Really? When have I ever been on good terms with her?"

Qing Xuan shuddered at the cold glance and shut his mouth tactfully.

-

When they arrived at the Qianqing Palace, the emperor summoned Song Qiyan in first, and left the others waiting outside the door.

"My son, I pay my respects to my father."

Song Qiyan bowed and saluted, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Song Chengzhong's pale and weak face.

Ever since my father fell ill, his health has been deteriorating.

"Get up."

Song Chengzhong raised his hand slightly, "Do you know why I called you here?"

Song Qi Yan pursed his lips, naturally because of his marriage with Jiang Wanyu. It seemed that although his father loved the virtuous concubine, he did not love Song Qi Yan.

And the source of all this was because his mother was killed by him.

Therefore, Song Chengzhong seldom summoned Song Qiyan, and even when they met, he was extremely cold to him, as if the sight of him would remind him of his past pain.

"My son, I don't know."

Song Qiyan said this deliberately.

"Alas, you have already reached adulthood, and you should worry about your marriage with Wanwan. Even if you don't go to the war in Nanzhao, there are people waiting for you to go."

It turned out that in order to avoid the marriage contract, Song Qiyan deliberately volunteered to go to Nanzhao and fought for three months.

This battle made him famous, and people from all walks of life in the capital were talking about how majestic and talented the Third Prince was.

Logically speaking, Song Chengzhong should be happy that he has such an outstanding son.

But this is not the case. Song Chengzhong has never liked him to participate in the court affairs. Instead, he hopes that he can be a free and easy prince and live the rest of his life in peace.

"I was trained in Nanzhao when I was young, so I am very familiar with it. No one in the court is more suitable to go to Nanzhao than me. Moreover, since ancient times, the children of the royal family should be concerned about the affairs of the world. Now that I have made a contribution, it will naturally bring honor to my father."

Song Qiyan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Song Chengzhong's face did not show any joy, but rather he looked very troubled.

"The royal family doesn't need you. A Yu can go too! Why do you have to wade into this muddy water when you get married?"

Upon hearing this, Left Prime Minister Ye Xianzhou, who was standing next to Song Chengzhong, asked for instructions.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, what the Third Prince said is absolutely right. Although the Second Prince is also very skilled in martial arts, the Third Prince is more familiar with the terrain of Nanzhao on this battlefield, so I think the Third Prince is slightly better in this battle. Now that the Third Prince has also made contributions and returned to the capital, we can discuss the marriage later, but this war does not allow us to hesitate at all."

Hearing this, Song Chengzhong stopped talking. Ever since he fell ill and was bedridden, all the important affairs of the court were controlled by his trusted confidant, the Left Prime Minister.

I think Prime Minister Ye naturally understands this better. It would be foolish for him to accuse him now.

"In that case, let's forget about this matter. But you still have to fulfill your engagement with Wanwan, and this will also satisfy your mother's wish."

"I'm afraid this is just to satisfy my father's wish..."

Song Qiyan pulled the corner of his mouth, feeling very unhappy. Whether it was to satisfy his father's heart or his mother's ghost, he knew it very well...