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

"I?"

Jiang Wanyu opened her mouth wide and pointed at herself, saying, "Marry a piece of shit like you?"

"Bah, don't even think about it!"

Hearing this, Song Qiyan frowned. Although he didn't want to marry her, he still felt uncomfortable hearing these words.

"In that case, I'll just say it straight."

Song Qiyan paused and said, "The people who just observed the two of us are soldiers sent by the emperor to monitor us. If they tell the emperor about the discord between you and me, I'm afraid our engagement will have to be brought forward."

"what?!"

The old emperor is addicted to being a matchmaker. Should he ask me to marry Song Qi Yan?

"So in order to cover up the truth, we have to pretend to have a good relationship these days and not let those soldiers go back and say something gossipy to our father."

"Oh."

At this time, Jiang Wanyu had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Then you asked me to come here to avoid those soldiers. Just now... you pressed me down as well."

"if not?"

Song Qiyan glanced at Jiang Wanyu.

"That's good."

"Okay? Then you can stay in the Northern Prince's Mansion for the next few days. That way I won't have to come looking for you again. Let's talk about it after the storm has passed."

"What?!"

Jiang Wanyu's eyes widened in shock, but Song Qiyan kept moving closer.

"Ms. Jiang, don't forget what you promised me. You said I would help you, so just promise me."

"You didn't say that."

Jiang Wanyu started to run after saying that, but after only two steps, Song Qiyan grabbed her by the collar and threw her against the wall.

"Could it be that Miss Jiang is going to go back on her word?"

Song Qiyan patted the clothes he was wearing.

Jiang Wanyu was speechless for a moment.

At that time, she was only concerned with making money, and she didn't expect Song Qiyan to let her into his house? !

"Why? Miss Jiang doesn't agree."

Song Qiyan pulled the corner of his mouth, glanced coldly, and then said, "The shop assistants all heard what the young lady promised me. If you don't agree, tomorrow I will have someone hang the words "untrustworthy" on the door of your Huaxiu Pavilion. I want to see if the Huaxiu Pavilion, which has lost its credibility, can be revived again?"

"No, no, I promise you."

Jiang Wanyu pulled Song Qiyan's arm.

Now Song Qi Yan is also looking for her weakness.

How could she let him destroy the store she had just built with so much effort like this?

At worst, she could just stay with him for a few days.

"it is good."

Song Qiyan smiled triumphantly, and when he was about to leave, he thought of the humiliation he had suffered today and said, "By the way, there is an additional condition. You have to be my slave and serve me for the next few days."

"What? Are you going to push it further?"

Jiang Wanyu said this angrily.

"No? Then I will tell everyone that Miss Jiang broke her promise and demolish the Huaxiu Pavilion."

"No, no! I will."

Jiang Wanyu felt dizzy.

For her first business in life, Song Qiyan taught her to write a good contract before asking others for help.

-

The next morning, the Beiwang Mansion's carriage was waiting in front of the Jiang family's door.

"Wan Wan, didn't you tell your brother a while ago that you would not look for Song Qi Yan anymore? Why are you living in his house now?"

Jiang Sheng touched his head and looked at Jiang Wanyu who was packing her luggage.

"Could it be that Wanwan's tactic is called playing hard to get, deliberately rejecting Song Qiyan first, and then that guy missed you and brought you to his house."

Thinking about it this way, it seemed to make some sense, "Great! Wanwan's trick is great!"

"My goodness!"

Jiang Wanyu threw the token that controlled Huaxiu Pavilion at Jiang Sheng's face, "If it weren't for Huaxiu Pavilion, why would I have to compromise like this?"

Jiang Wanyu had a sad face and then stuffed a stack of papers into Jiang Sheng's arms.

"I wrote this overnight. It shows how to manage Huaxiu Pavilion and what to do every day. I have written it down clearly. Just follow it. If you don't understand anything, ask Manager Wang."

"My dear sister, your IQ has increased a lot after you fell into the water. I will go to that river to jump someday, maybe it will help me grow some brains."

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the densely written letter that explained everything clearly.

"Whether it's a brain disease or not, I don't know, but I think you need to treat your brain."

Suddenly thinking of something, Jiang Wanyu instructed again, "Oh, by the way, second brother, don't tell eldest brother that I'm going to the Northern Prince's Mansion yet. I'm afraid he will worry."

Think about it, with Jiang Xun's personality, he would probably bring people to forcibly snatch her back, and would not agree to Song Qiyan's request.

Jiang Xun has been too much trouble these days, and I can’t cause him any more trouble.

Then he looked at his carefree second brother.

If her second brother was a bit more decent, she wouldn't have to worry so much. Jiang Wanyu shook her head, then picked up her bag, and said solemnly, "Second brother, I'm going to die."

"Okay! Second brother will be waiting for your triumphant return!"

Afterwards, Jiang Wanyu rode on the Beiwang Palace's carriage and headed towards the Beiwang Palace.

-

The Jiang Mansion outside the window was getting farther away. Jiang Wanyu's brows were solemn and she felt more and more uneasy.

Suddenly remembering that the person who came to pick Jiang Wanyu up was Song Qiyan's confidant Qing Xuan, Jiang Wanyu lifted the curtain and asked.

"Qingxuan, does your master have a bad temper? Did you suffer a lot as his subordinate?"

"Hmm? Why do you ask that, girl?"

Of course, it was for my future life as a slave. I couldn't imagine how hard her life would be serving such a prince.

Jiang Wanyu smiled awkwardly, "Haha, I just suddenly wanted to ask."

"Don't worry, young lady. Our prince is actually very good."

Qing Xuan patted his chest and continued, "Qing Xuan, I was a homeless man in the war, without any relatives or friends. The prince took pity on me and took me in as his subordinate. He has been caring for me all these years and let me work under him. I have to thank the prince."

"Oh? Then Song Qiyan is quite kind."

"Well..."

Qingxuan tickled his temple.

This probably depends on the person. If it is towards someone he hates, the prince will not be so merciful. He saw with his own eyes that he cut the rebel into pieces, and he trembled all over just thinking about it.

"Why aren't you talking, Qingxuan?"

Jiang Wanyu poked Qingxuan who suddenly froze.

"Haha, girl, don't ask anymore. You can only know what kind of person he is after getting to know him. Anyway, you have to stay in the Northern Prince's Mansion for the next few days. I think you will get to know the prince quickly."

"That's true."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanyu lowered the door curtain and stopped thinking about it.

Please, God, please bless Song Qi Yan to be a good person.

Jiang Wanyu prayed in her heart.

Soon, the carriage stopped with a click, and Jiang Wanyu stepped into this "hell".

"Report! Your Majesty, Miss Jiang is here."

"Let her in."

"Yes!"

Then Qingxuan brought Jiang Wanyu into Song Qiyyan's main room.

At this time, Song Qiyan was writing something on the desk. When he heard Jiang Wanyu coming in, he put down his pen and ink, raised his hand with a cunning smile on his face.

"Come, grind the ink for me."

……