After saying that, she ignored him and walked straight out of the yard with a blank face. What was there to say? What explanation was needed? That Rong Qing'er had come so arrogantly to pick a fight. Who knew what sweet nothings the two of them might have exchanged when she was away.
"..." Had she just kicked him out?
Zhongli Mingye felt bitter in his heart and wanted to explain something. But who would have thought that she wouldn't even listen and just left him standing there in the yard alone.
What did she mean by "keep his women in line"? The only woman he had ever wanted was her!
Looking at her cold expression, was she jealous?
After realizing this, there was a hint of joy in his eyes. This was not easy. That young girl rarely showed such emotions.
For a moment, he was happy again from the sadness of being cold - shouldered by Song Jinyu. It seemed that Rong Qing'er's appearance wasn't such a bad thing. At least it could make that heart - less woman feel a bit more sense of crisis.
Thinking like this, he made up his mind.
"Miss! Something's wrong! The young mistress has fainted!"
Just as Song Jinyu had finished feeling the pulse and returned to her own yard, upon hearing this, she immediately panicked. "What's going on?"
"The second young miss offended the young mistress..." the maid knelt on the ground and reported.
Rushing to Zhuxuan Courtyard again, Mrs. Xiang was lying on the bed with a pale face. Song Jinyu quickly administered acupuncture to wake her up.
"What happened?"
The head maid Fang Qiao said, "The second young miss said that the young mistress only cared about enjoying wealth and glory herself and ignored their sisterly affection."
"Second young miss? When did another young miss appear in this mansion!"
"Ridiculous!"
Fang Qiao knelt down, and Song Jinyu scolded her, "Those two sisters are just guests. Whether in rank or status, they are inferior to the young mistress. You maids and servants just let them bully my sister - in - law.
"What's your punishment?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the surrounding maids and servants knelt down one after another.
Looking coldly at the kneeling maids and servants, Song Jinyu tapped the table with her jade hand and closed her eyes slightly. Niaoniao knew that her young mistress was thinking about something.
"Xiang Jinglan, Xiang Jingru."
"Yuer..." Mrs. Xiang weakly called Song Jinyu. "Forget it. Jinglan is just being childish..."
"What happened, sister - in - law?"
Seeing her firm attitude, Mrs. Xiang had no choice but to tell the story. It turned out that Xiang Jinglan had taken a fancy to Song Chuyu and proposed to be his equal wife.
The reason was that since Mrs. Xiang was pregnant and couldn't serve Song Chuyu, instead of letting another woman come in, it would be better to let her own sister. In this way, the favor would not fall into the hands of others.
Song Jinyu was instantly angered and laughed! What a lively day! Rong Qing'er came in the morning, and now Xiang Jinglan in the afternoon.
Mrs. Xiang, with her nine - month - pregnant belly, was already short of breath. Xiang Jinglan's words cut her to the core. Although they were not born of the same mother, they had grown up together since childhood. How could she be so heartless?
"Sister - in - law, you should rest and take good care of the baby."
She told the maids and servants that if there was any more mistake, they would all be sold off.
"Steward Song..."
If she immediately sent the two sisters back, how could Mrs. Xiang go back to her natal family in the future? Therefore, Song Jinyu had no choice but to ask Steward Song to send people to keep a close eye on the two sisters. If there was the slightest sign of trouble, they should report it immediately.
She guessed that Xiang Jinglan would not give up so easily after being rejected by Mrs. Xiang.
In the evening, Song Chuyu walked into Jinxuan Courtyard with a food box in his hand, looking very strange.
"Brother..."
Why didn't he go to accompany his wife but came here?
"Prince Yu said to add a dish to your dinner..." Looking at Song Chuyu holding back his laughter, Song Jinyu had a bad feeling.
She opened the food box and found a plate of sweet - and - sour fish inside. There was a note: "Boneless."
...
Instantly, a blush appeared on her face. Why did he send this? "The prince said that he thought you were just like this fish today."
She was like a fish?!!! He was the fish!!!
Was he mocking her for being jealous? Well! Good for you, Zhongli Mingye. I haven't even gone to settle accounts with you yet, but you come to provoke me first.
Song Chuyu looked at his sister's flustered appearance and couldn't help but find it very funny. "I'm going to see your sister - in - law..."
"..."
She really wanted to throw the plate of fish away, but she couldn't bring herself to do it after trying several times. She sat alone at the table, sulking silently.
Seeing that she was unhappy, Niaoniao kindly said, "Miss, the fish will get cold... and it won't taste good then!"
She angrily poked the fish with her chopsticks, as if she was poking someone. Niaoniao thought that Song Jinyu's pouting look was really beautiful.
It was a pity that her young mistress pouted so rarely.
Feeling that the room was filled with the smell of sweet - and - sour fish, Song Jinyu had to run to the yard to get some fresh air and calm down.
But before she could regain her senses, she vaguely smelled the smell of sweet - and - sour fish again. Vaguely, a face with a silver mask got closer and closer.
"Slap!" Song Jinyu slapped the mask with one hand. "Cheng Song has fallen for your diversionary tactic again?"
Seeing that she had seen through him, the masked young master immediately sat down and said, "Long time no see. You're still as lively as ever."
Song Jinyu was both amused and annoyed by his words. "If I'm not lively, would I be a dead person?"
"What do you want! I'm in a bad mood today!"
Hearing this, the masked young master became interested. "Is it because of your future husband?"
"Because of him..." she said disdainfully. "Of course not..."
She didn't see the look of disappointment flash in the masked young master's eyes. He continued, "It's just some family matters. What do you want?"
"I heard that Prince Yu's side concubine has arrived in Liuzhou City?" He was still not giving up. "Aren't you angry? Don't you care? Aren't you jealous?"
Song Jinyu looked at him curiously. "When did you become so boring?" She suddenly thought this person was so uninteresting, just like a boudoir girl.
"Moreover, why should I be angry, care, or be jealous?"
Why should she be angry? That was Zhongli Mingye's own business. If he couldn't handle it well, he shouldn't come to see her.
Hearing her say this, the masked young master slowly retracted his outstretched hand. She wasn't angry, didn't care, and wasn't jealous.
A hint of unknown emotion, as well as helplessness or disappointment, gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Crunch." The branch in her hand was broken by her.
Yes, not angry, not angry, not angry.
Song Jinyu looked up at the masked young master and found that he was also looking at her with a deep smile. Those eyes were very familiar.
"You..."
She simply told the masked young master what was on her mind. She also wanted to find someone to talk to. "This is Zhongli Mingye's own business. His status and position don't allow him to be too indulgent.
"However,"
"I trust him..." The young girl's charming face shone brightly in the soft moonlight. Her eyes were like covered with a layer of moonlight. The masked young master was very attracted to her. He was silent for a long time and suddenly stepped forward to hold her hand.
Song Jinyu immediately knocked his hand off. "What are you doing?" She stared at the masked young master warily.
"What on earth do you want? If you don't say it, I'll kick you out!"
Looking at the young girl's flustered expression and the action of keeping people at a distance, the masked young master's voice was full of laughter. "I've finished all my business. After thinking it over, I came to do something for you. Are you happy?"
Happy? Happy about what! He always came to her yard without saying hello. Not beating him was already giving him face, and he still asked if she was happy.
She rolled her eyes at him angrily. "Just right. You go and help me keep an eye on Ouyang Jinse.
"He's always looking for a chance to deal with my master's sect."
"Is that all?" The masked young master felt that she was perfunctory to him and complained, "Is there anything else?"
Seeing his attitude, Song Jinyu said with a smile, "Be careful. That person is very cunning and good at using poison insects."
The masked young master had his back to Song Jinyu. The moonlight shone on his mask, making it shine brightly. His well - defined chin clearly showed that the corner of his lips was smiling. He seemed to be in a very good mood.