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

"Tell your mother why you didn't come to the Spring Flower Banquet today."

Song Chengzhong pointed at Concubine Xian's spirit tablet and cursed loudly.

"My mother wouldn't let me come."

Song Qiyan just stared coldly at the spirit tablet in front of him, his tone firm and his brows solemn.

"You're right? Your mother has always liked the Spring Flower Banquet. As a son, why don't you go?! Do you know that I have been waiting for you?"

"wait for me?"

Song Qiyan pulled the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly.

"I'm afraid that Father is waiting for this face of mine. Only in this face can you see the shadow of Mother. Besides, does Mother really like to attend the Spring Flower Banquet? It was all forced by Father. If you really want to please him, you can just let Mother go free."

"you……"

Hearing this, Song Chengzhong became angry and said, "You rebellious son!"

When the whip fell, a bright red scar appeared on Song Qiyan's body.

Jiang Wanyu, who was watching outside, couldn't help but cover her mouth in shock.

Why is the emperor so cruel to Song Qi Yan? Why is there such a deep gap between this father and son?

Jiang Wanyu didn’t understand. She just felt that Song Qiyan was like herself, the poor herself who was abused by her father and had no one to help her.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Song Chengzhong looked at Song Qiyan viciously, his eyes filled with anger, as if he wanted to devour him.

"Do you know that you were wrong for not coming to the Spring Flower Banquet? Do you know that you were wrong for secretly raising subordinates and making Wanwan sad? Do you know that you were wrong for not taking my words seriously for so many years?!"

Song Chengzhong's anger did not calm Song Qiyan down, but made him even more stubborn.

"The child is not wrong!"

Song Qiyan straightened his back and looked at the spirit tablet of Concubine Xian in front of him.

What's wrong with a child defending his mother's true thoughts? !

The more Song Chengzhong listened, the angrier he became, and he almost fainted from anger. He steadied his steps, picked up the whip and started beating.

"Well, you are such a rebellious son who doesn't know his fault, right? Then you will be beaten well."

As he spoke, the whip made Song Qiyan's back burst into tears.

Soon, there was a trace of blood on Song Qiyan's lips.

Outside the door, Jiang Wanyu watched with fear and trepidation. Even if she disliked Song Qiyan, that was a human life.

Why is this emperor so crazy?

"Your Majesty, please stop! Stop!"

Jiang Wanyu tried to stop Song Chengzhong by shouting, but Song Chengzhong's eyes were filled with hatred and he didn't listen to her words at all. He just kept whipping her.

"Song Qiyan, Song Qiyan!"

Jiang Wanyu struggled in the servant's hands, feeling indescribably distressed when she saw the man in front of her who was beaten beyond recognition.

No, I have to save him.

Jiang Wanyu became anxious and bit the servant's wrist to stop her, then ran straight towards Song Qiyan.

Just as the poison whip was about to come down again, Jiang Wanyu hugged Song Qiyan's back and begged, "Your Majesty, please stop!"

With a "click" sound, the whip was stopped in Song Qiyan's hand.

Jiang Wanyu opened her eyes in panic, only to find that it was Song Qiyan who grabbed the whip when it was about to fall.

For a moment, Jiang Wanyu was a little stunned.

Even though he had been beaten for so long, with his back covered in bruises, he had no intention of fighting back, but he actually took the initiative to resist for his own sake.

Jiang Wanyu stared blankly at the man in front of her with beads of sweat on his forehead and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. For some reason, she felt a dull pain in her heart and tears welled up in her eyes.

Is it because I feel sorry for him, like I did in my previous life, who didn't get the love from his father but was beaten instead, or do I really feel sorry for him...

"Father, that's enough. You can hit me, but Wanwan..."

Song Qiyan panted weakly, and glanced at Jiang Wanyu with a look of heartache. When he came to his senses, the light in his eyes became unusually firm, "I know I was wrong. I beg you to let Wanwan go."

Song Qi Yan's voice echoed in the ancestral hall, and the air seemed to be still. Song Chengzhong and Jiang Wanyu were both a little stunned.

Song Qiyan, who had refused to give in, actually bowed his head for her.

Jiang Wanyu was a little dazed. When she came to her senses, Song Qiyan moved in front of Song Chengzhong and asked him with a fist, "Father, I have neglected Wanwan these days, which made Wanwan suspicious. I am wrong. I am willing to marry Jiang Wanyu."

Why did he do this, as he kept talking to her every word?

"Okay, now that you've said so, if I hear Wanwan say bad things about you again, you'll just have to kneel down and die in front of your mother's spirit tablet."

As he spoke, Song Chengzhong took Jiang Wanyu's hand again and changed the angry expression on his face.

"Wan Wan, if Yan'er ignores you again, tell me and I will punish him and make him repent. I will definitely hold a grand wedding for you and prepare the best banquet in the world, okay?"

Jiang Wanyu just suppressed the fear in her heart and nodded slightly.

At this moment, she suddenly understood why Song Qi Yan hated her so much but could not cancel the engagement with her. With such a paranoid father, Song Qi Yan would be the only one who would suffer in the end.

After saying this, Song Chengzhong left, leaving the two people in the ancestral hall.

"Song Qiyan, are you okay?"

Jiang Wanyu wanted to use an embroidered handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of Song Qiyan's mouth, but Song Qiyan grabbed her wrist in the middle of the process.

He looked around Jiang Wanyu and took a close look. He realized that nothing was wrong and breathed a sigh of relief. However, the anger on his face became more and more obvious.

"Didn't you say you hated me before? Why did you save me today? Do you know how painful it is when your father raises his whip? Jiang Wanyu, aren't you being too ambiguous?"

"I……"

Before Jiang Wanyu could even open her mouth, Song Qiyan pulled her away tightly, "Someone, prepare the carriage and go back to the Northern Prince's Palace!"

Just like that, Jiang Wanyu, who had not yet understood the situation, was forcibly dragged away by Song Qiyan.

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The carriage rumbled towards the Northern Prince's Palace.

The two of them sat in a carriage respectively, and Jiang Wanyu looked at the carriage in front with concern.

She felt a mixture of shame and uneasiness in her heart. She had not expected that her behavior would cause such a big incident.

Soon, when the carriage stopped, Song Qi Yan had already wiped his wound and was waiting in front of Jiang Wanyu's carriage.

As soon as the door curtain was opened, Song Qi Yan reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back to his room.

"No one is allowed to approach the room without my order!"

Song Qiyan's tone was hurried, and with her hand hurt from being pulled, Jiang Wanyu could vaguely feel Song Qiyan's unspoken anger.

"Song Qiyan, you're hurting me."

Jiang Wanyu was forcibly pulled into the room by Song Qiyan. The door was slammed shut, and Song Qiyan handcuffed Jiang Wanyu's hands in the corner.

"Hurt?! Have you ever thought about me? Jiang Wanyu, do you hate me that much?!"

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