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

"You wild dog, how dare you bark!"

Jiang Wanyu stepped on He Jin's foot, causing him to scream in pain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he turned around, picked up He Jin's hand, pulled it hard, bent down, and threw He Jin over his shoulder.

"You are just relying on your power as a relative to the emperor to bully others. And Song Qiyan is the emperor's direct son after all, how can you, a relative ten miles away, have a say? You can listen to the rumors outside, but now you are spreading rumors about the prince. You are probably standing under the emperor's nose and disobeying the emperor!"

Suddenly, the guards beside He Jin were dumbfounded, and they all looked at this weak woman in surprise as she threw the prince to the ground.

"Help me up now."

"Yes!"

The attendant hurriedly went to help He Jin, who had broken his spine and was unable to get up, but suddenly a sword was pointed at the attendant's throat, and the attendant was so scared that he threw He Jin to the ground again.

"Song Qiyan, what do you want to do!"

"I was just about to ask you what you wanted to do. How dare you touch my fiancée!"

The sharp sword pointed directly at He Jin's throat, cutting the beads of sweat dripping from his chin in half.

He Jin looked at Song Qiyan in panic.

There was a mixture of coldness and murderous intent in those dark eyes, and it didn't seem like he was joking.

"I...I know I was wrong, please let me go, cousin."

Song Qiyan put away his sword and kicked He Jin again, perhaps breaking his tail vertebrae.

"Walk."

Song Qiyan took Jiang Wanyu away in public, leaving He Jin behind with a look of shock and pain on his face.

When did these two guys become so in sync?

"Help me up quickly! It hurts me so much!"

He stood up slowly and cursed in the direction the two men left.

"Song Qiyan, just wait for me, I will make you regret it!"

-

"Song Qiyan, you're hurting me."

Jiang Wanyu looked at the man's back, not knowing if it was an illusion, but she actually felt a little angry.

Hearing this, Song Qi Yan relaxed a little, but did not let go of her hand. Instead, he took her to an empty alley.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now? You didn't have any servants to protect you, and you had to fight He Jin alone. What if I was late? Wouldn't you feel wronged? Why did you have to stand up for me again?"

"It's okay, I knew you would come."

Jiang Wanyu looked directly into the fire in Song Qiyan's eyes. She knew he was worried about her.

Besides, doesn't she know what the situation is?

Since she was flexible and would never do business at a loss, she naturally believed that Song Qi, who was following behind her, would come to the banquet.

The anger in Song Qi Yan's eyes was secretly retracted, and then a look of doubt slowly swallowed up the last trace of fire in his eyes.

"You just believe me that much?"

"letter."

"Why? And why are you speaking for me? Don't you hate me?"

Song Qi Yan approached step by step, and Jiang Wanyu's back was against the wall.

Why is he so angry?

Jiang Wanyu was very confused and even a little angry, so she pushed Song Qiyan away.

"I... I speak up for you, so what? Do you think you deserve to be slandered by others like this?"

"I'm used to it."

Song Qiyan's eyes darkened and he said coldly.

The pain he had suffered since childhood had already made him indifferent to insults now. Besides, what did it matter? He was just enduring a little in order not to show off his talents and ruin the overall situation.

But Jiang Wanyu would never understand all this.

She just couldn't stand others treating him like this, just like when she was a child her classmates often told her that her mother ran away with someone else, and she would fight back.

Why did she let those arrogant people bully her when she could fight back?

The more you tolerate, the more arrogant those who bully you will become.

"Get used to it? Ha, no wonder everyone calls you a bastard."

"What? Are you angry?"

The light in her eyes was a little timid, and he couldn't express his difficulties, but he didn't know why he felt heartbroken when he saw her appearance.

"Yes, I am angry. I am angry that I helped a coward. It's not worth it."

"It's not worth it..."

Song Qi Yan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes slightly, suppressed the grievance and anger in his heart, held Jiang Wanyu down, and his tone was mixed with anger and contempt.

"But what do you know? Do you know me? Are you just making assumptions like that? Do you think you know me well just because you've been with me for a few days? Don't fool yourself, Jiang Wanyu."

He paused for a moment and then continued.

"Oh, right. I almost forgot what you did before. First you slapped me, and then you suddenly showed concern for me. Miss Jiang, you want to play hard to get with me, right? I don't want to play this game with you again."

"Yes, I really don't understand you. I am self-righteous."

Jiang Wanyu lowered her eyes and bit her lip, "But I've already told you, I'm no longer the Jiang Wanyu I used to be. Song Qiyan, can you please be less prejudiced against me?"

Then he used all his strength to push Song Qiyan away.

"I hate you and never want to see you again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiyan's pupils trembled and his heart skipped a beat. He only caught a glimpse of the blush at the corner of Jiang Wanyu's eyes, but didn't have time to catch it.

Jiang Wanyu slipped away from him.

-

Outside the wall, one after another, people poked their heads out and eavesdropped.

"I told you that we can't let Miss Jiang and the prince go out now. Previously, the worst that could happen was that the prince would abandon the young lady, but now if they walk together, they will quarrel. If they start fighting, what will we do?"

Mr. Xu said this with a sad face.

At this time, Feng Niang pulled Xu Lao's ear, put her hands on her hips and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? Since ancient times, there has been a saying about flirting. The relationship between the young lady and the prince is not as bad as you say."

"You are a woman, don't you only care about love? Before, I was afraid that Miss Jiang would pester the prince and affect her future. Now, I am afraid that Miss Jiang will be beaten by the prince. You don't even try to persuade her. And didn't you say that you should give the prince and the young lady some space to get along? Why are you here?"

Mr. Xu talked a lot, and Mrs. Feng listened to most of what he said and only responded to what she wanted to say.

"Have you ever seen the prince hit a woman? And it's not that easy to tell the feelings. Just wait."

Feng Niang just watched quietly.

"I don't believe that Miss Jiang can create any sparks with that prince."

Mr. Xu was certain that the relationship between the two had broken down.

Jiang Wanyu has not allowed any cracks to appear in the iceberg for so many years. How could it melt after just a few days of getting along?

"If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."

"Okay, what's the bet?"

"Betting, your private money."

Hearing this, Mr. Xu paused subconsciously and did not dare to agree.

"Why are you scared?"

Feng Niang raised the corner of her mouth proudly.

"Why would I be afraid of an old woman like you? Just gamble. If you lose, you are not allowed to use my private money anymore."

"it is good."

A moment later, Jiang Wanyu ran out of the alley with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Old Xu smiled and said, "I told you, old woman, you are doomed to fail."

Having said that, he ordered his servants to protect Jiang Wanyu secretly.

Feng Niang ignored Lao Xu and continued to observe the imperceptible sadness on Song Qiyan's face in the dark corner.

"Just wait. The prince's heart has begun to crumble. It's only a matter of time before the iceberg collapses completely."

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