I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

The room was filled with romance. Song Nanzhi listened to the creaking of the bed and his hands kept tightening.

Yang Yuning was like a hungry wolf who kept demanding from the woman.

Until the sky became hazy.

Yang Yuning saw the woman on the bed clearly in the morning light.

Just as he was about to get up and settle the score with Song Nanzhi, Yuan Qinglian woke up and stared at the two naked people in surprise.

And the man was none other than Yang Yuning, whom he had instigated Song Nanzhi to bring to destroy Liu Yueru's innocence.

"You!" Yuan Qinglian raised her hand and pushed the man away.

When Yang Yuning saw her wake up, even though she was not Liu Yueru, he was still extremely excited.

"Pa!" The man raised his hand and slapped her hard on the face.

"Ah!" Yuan Qinglian let out a cry, which made Yang Yuning extremely excited.

suddenly!

Yuan Qinglian felt an unbearable heat coming from her body and couldn't help but move closer to the man.

I don't know when his hands climbed up to Yang Yuning's neck.

Strange noises coming from the mouth.

She took the initiative and was very enthusiastic towards Yang Yuning.

Song Nanzhi didn't know that the woman inside was Yuan Qinglian.

Just looking at the proactive woman behind the curtain, a different impulse arose in his heart, and his iron-blue face became even darker.

Who would have thought that Liu Yueru, who was usually so cold to him, would be like a ferocious beast at this moment.

There was a constant sound of tickling his ears from inside, and he clenched his fists, unable to endure it any longer, he walked forward.

When he opened the curtain, he saw clearly that the woman inside was Yuan Qinglian.

Song Nanzhi's expression was obviously relaxed, and his eyes fell on Yuan Qinglian who was greedily taking from Yang Yuning.

He withdrew his hand in disgust.

Yang Yuning teased Song Nanzhi with a big smile on his face: "It seems that the prince is not doing well. He doesn't feed his woman well on weekdays."

The morning light shines on every corner of Kyoto.

Only then did Yang Yuning come out of Wenhuaxuan with satisfaction.

He stretched out his hand towards Song Nanzhi and said, "Your Highness is playing tricks on me? This should have belonged to Madam Song, why did he send me away with a concubine of low birth? This is not worth ten thousand taels of silver."

"Considering your aunt's hard work, one thousand taels is worth it." Yang Yuning rubbed lightly with his fingertips and looked at Song Nanzhi calculatingly.

"The money has been spent and there is no way to get it back. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Just consider last night as serving Young Master Yang for free." Song Nanzhi looked indifferent as he spoke.

Yuan Qinglian, who had packed herself up in the room, crawled out sadly and happened to hear Song Nanzhi's words.

The color on her face instantly drained away and she bit her lips tightly.

Yang Yuning was in a good mood and patted Song Nanzhi on the shoulder: "After this is done, I will not treat you unfairly."

After saying this, Yang Yuning left with a smile.

Song Nanzhi turned around and went back to the room.

"Bang!" He raised his foot and angrily kicked Yuan Qinglian to the ground.

"Ah!" Yuan Qinglian's body hit the leg of a stool hard, and the stool fell heavily on her.

Yuan Qinglian's face was pale, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at the man she loved in disbelief.

"Prince, why do you treat me like this?" Yuan Qinglian's eyes were very red.

"I can't believe you have such a skill in seducing men. Your legs are almost broken, but you are still so dissolute!" Song Nanzhi turned his face away in disgust.

The unique smell in the room kept stimulating every nerve of Song Nanzhi.

Yuan Qinglian then understood why Song Nanzhi was angry.

She endured the severe pain in her body and crawled to Song Nanzhi and begged, "It's not what you saw. I was also framed. I was guarding the funeral hall, and then someone shot something into me, and then I fainted."

"When I woke up again, I was already here. Later, I felt hot and uncomfortable. All that was not my intention. I was out of control!"

"Prince, you must believe me. It must be the Madam's doing." Yuan Qinglian remembered that Liu Yueru, who was supposed to be in Wenhuaxuan, was missing.

Song Nanzhi frowned.

He couldn't figure this out.

"Bang!" The door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Liu Yueru appeared at the door with a pale face, supported by Yan's mother and Ye Tao.

"You, you guys, how could you..." Liu Yueru pointed at the two of them with an ugly look on her face.

Song Nanzhi was suddenly startled and subconsciously wanted to explain: "It's not what you think."

Liu Yueru did not expose her, but pretended to be sad and looked at the mess in the room. Her eyes turned slightly red and she said unhappily: "How can you do that in my room?"

"My grandmother's remains are still in the mourning hall. You are going too far."

Song Nanzhi was originally unhappy, and after being scolded by Liu Yueru, he just felt ashamed.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at Liu Yueru and asked, "Where did you go last night?"

Liu Yueru pinched the handkerchief in her hand, and her face became even more angry: "We are all in the mourning hall, keeping vigil for grandma, but you are so impatient? Grandma hasn't even been buried yet, and you actually ran into my room and did something indecent!"

Without waiting for Song Nanzhi to speak, Liu Yueru said to Mother Yan beside her, "Mother Yan asked people to move all the things in my warehouse, take away the valuables in the room, and change the house number plate of Wenhuaxuan. If you like this place, I will give it to you. I wish you a long and happy marriage."

Song Nanzhi stepped forward and grabbed Liu Yueru's wrist: "Where are you going?"

"After grandma is buried, I will move to the farm and make room for you two." Liu Yueru said in a gentle voice.

"No, you are the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion. Your grandmother is gone, and now the rear house of the Marquis' Mansion depends entirely on you. Who will manage the miscellaneous affairs of the Marquis' Mansion after you leave?" Song Nanzhi immediately spoke up to stop him.

"I have already handed over the power of housekeeper. No matter who is in charge, it is not my turn." Liu Yueru forcefully pulled her hand away from Song Nanzhi's hand.

Mother Yan and Ye Tao quickly took away all the jewelry and small change in the room.

Song Nanzhi's face was very dark, but he tried his best to endure it.

"You can move out, but you have to leave those things in the warehouse. You are not allowed to take any of them." Song Nanzhi said as a matter of course.

Liu Yueru smiled: "Did the prince make a mistake? The things in the Wenhuaxuan warehouse are basically my dowry and some pocket money given by my father and brothers. They are all my own private property. How dare the prince ask me for them?"

Song Nanzhi knew clearly how generous Liu Yueru's dowry was, so he naturally wouldn't let her take things out of the house easily.

"Since you married into the Marquis' Mansion, you belong to the Mansion, and your private property also belongs to the Mansion. Is there anything wrong with me leaving my own things behind?"

"What if I say no?" Liu Yueru was not to be outdone.

Song Nanzhi looked at Liu Yueru with a fierce look on her face and said in an extremely gloomy voice: "Then I can only offend you!"

Liu Yueru suddenly laughed: "If you want to take the things in the warehouse, what can I do?"