The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1373

Song Youan sneered as he listened, his eyebrows twitching and his eyes rolling back. Fortunately, he was effeminate and beautiful, otherwise, his affected manner would have been so ugly that it would have been repulsive.

Seeing his anger, He Jiang assumed he was also jealous, and felt inexplicably better.

He pulled her close, kissing her passionately. "It's your own fault for not being a woman. If you could have children with me, I wouldn't care if they were older or younger girls. I wouldn't even glance at them."

Song Youan forgot what he had just heard.

"That Pei Si has some dealings with her. If he really has lost his innocence, would you still be willing to get involved with her?"

He Jiang laughed loudly, "Now that she's in my Prince's mansion, do you think I'll let her run wild? I'll imprison her in the backyard for a year or two, until she has a child."

At this point, the tone shifted, "That wife of the Pei family, who used to lose face by being jealous of courtesans, is now helpless against Jin Fuyun. She seems to be a fool."

There are plenty of stupid women in the world, one more won't make a difference.

Song Youan snorted, "Besides, that tigress in Pei An's family is all alone. Even if she knows that Pei An and Jin Fuyun have an affair, she wouldn't dare to utter a single complaint."

"That's true. Speaking of which, the lady of the Pei family also has the surname Song, but it seems that she is not as clever as you."

Song Youan rolled her eyes at him. "There are millions of people in the world with the surname Song. Do I need to be as stupid as her?"

Upon hearing this, He Jiang became interested. "I have seen that Song woman once. To be honest, she was indeed very beautiful. I have never seen a more beautiful woman in the entire capital. It's a pity—" He clicked his tongue repeatedly, "If she, Song, doesn't die, the entire capital will never forget the incident of attacking the brothel. What a huge joke!"

"Brave but reckless!"

Song Youan thought that if it were his sister, she probably wouldn't be like that. Such a wealthy lady would be treated with respect by the young men of the Huang and Liu families.

He was curious and wanted to ask whose wife she was.

If you ask, you will surely find out.

But he didn't want to—

What's there to be afraid of? If you're afraid that knowing will prevent you from being this pure, why bother?

“My darling, let’s not talk about the foolish women in the world, but let’s talk about your senior brother. Does he know you?” He Jiang was determined to find out, and Song You’an had no intention of hiding it, so he knew that Song You’an had some connection with Pei An and Qin Qingdong.

"Of course I know."

He Jiang lowered his head, "Didn't you even help your junior brother out once?"

"Tch!" Song Youan showed great disdain, without even a smile. "Jiang Lang, don't speculate about me and the other two. That Qin Er is arrogant and has the Crown Princess backing him up. Not to mention that he doesn't take me seriously, even with the teacher, he doesn't give me the slightest bit of a good look and despises me very much."

"He's just a playboy! Don't take him to heart, darling. Just talk about Pei An; he's always been quite capable—"

"Skills? He didn't make things difficult for me, but he still treated me like I was nothing."

Song Youan was unusually dejected. She poured herself a full cup of new wine and drank it all in one go. When she was about to pour another cup, He Jiang pressed down on the wine pot, saying, "If you drink any more, you'll become delirious."

“Jiang Lang, my life is lowly, but I have never despised myself. But that Pei An… if he looked down on me like the second son of the Qin family, I could still understand. But he simply ignores me. Sigh—, contempt!”

"And mine too!"

He Jiang embraced him, getting closer. Song Youan's captivating phoenix eyes tilted upwards, becoming even more alluring. "Jiang Lang, you don't despise me and have protected me for several years. If you can tolerate me when you have children with the eldest daughter of the Jin family, I will never leave you. If you can't tolerate me, please give me a way to live."

His words were so poignant that they moved He Jiang deeply.

"Just bear with it, I will never let you down. Besides, such a lowly woman is not worthy of my sincere treatment. I am only being hypocritical now for the sake of this marriage."

He may seem successful now, but he's actually caught in the middle.

He was nominally employed in the Ministry of Revenue, but he only went there occasionally and did mundane tasks. As time went on, he grew to dislike it.

There has been no breakthrough in my career or fame.

He wanted to marry a princess, especially Liu Zhuang, but the Empress Dowager protected her tightly. He couldn't even get close to her, let alone get involved with her at banquets for members of the royal family.

Not to mention the Emperor's third princess.

As a second choice, Jin Fuyun is not bad either. If she were to behave herself, that would be fine, but she has an affair with the second son of the Qin family and the fourth son of the Pei family.

He drank a cup of wine, but his frustration remained.

No matter how magnanimous someone is, they can't stand their fiancée being all lovey-dovey with the man next to her...

The boatman, having received his master's orders, began rowing and propelled the boat into the lake as the evening glow faded. Song Youan rose and looked out at the lake, its surface ablaze with red, her heart filled with complex emotions.

The entire room of Full Moon Pavilion was filled with desolation.

Zhu Baoyue tried to leave several times, but Pei An kept her there, making her play the zither and serve tea. Jin Fuyun looked quite disappointed when she saw this.

“Xi Hui really wants to cut off all ties with me. Now it seems that Ji Zhang has also become distant.”

Pei An cupped his hands in greeting, “Fu Yun is overthinking things. But now that you are discussing marriage, Xi Hui and I should, in principle, avoid each other.”

Jin Fuyun hated the words "arranged marriage" coming from Pei An's mouth. He dismissed them lightly, unaware that every word was piercing her heart. In a fit of impulse, she got up and chased Zhu Baoyue out.

"Don't let anyone eavesdrop! I have something to say to Silang!"

Zhu Baoyue glanced at Pei An a few times, and seeing his solemn expression, she dared not say anything more and had to leave. Panxi and Panlan, along with two old women, immediately surrounded the hall tightly.

Seeing this, the old woman helped Zhu Baoyue away.

"Girl, life is really tough these days. It looks like we're about to have a fight."

Zhu Baoyue gently shook her head, "No. Mother, let's stay far away and not hear anything we shouldn't hear." As she spoke, she instructed the servants at Manyuelou to stay far away and not to eavesdrop.

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered.

"Si Lang, I don't want to marry He Jiang."

Jin Fuyun bit her tongue and finally managed to say those words. To her surprise, Pei An remained seated, showing no surprise on his face. He simply looked up at her and asked, "Why?"

Why?

Of course it's for you!

Jin Fuyun longed to immediately throw herself into the arms of the man a few steps away and pour out all the sorrow and helplessness she had experienced in her three lifetimes and four times, but her last bit of reason held her back.

She swallowed the truth and whispered, "...He is not the right man for me."

Pei An remained unmoved by the utterly unconvincing statement: “Prince Yong is no match for He Dalang. He Dalang is your childhood sweetheart, you know him inside and out. With such a remarkable person before you, it’s only natural that you would feel awe towards Prince Yong, whom you’ve never met before.”

"No—, his first wife died under mysterious circumstances, I'm afraid... Si Lang, I'm afraid it's a trap!"

She called out to Si Lang, her eyes brimming with tears, appearing even more charming and infatuated than usual. Upon hearing this, Pei An couldn't help but think of Song Guanzhou's words: "She did it all for you."

“Fuyun, you are overthinking it. Prince Yong is highly regarded in the capital. His wife passed away due to illness, so there is no need for you to worry unnecessarily. It is truly a match made in heaven for you two.”

"Shiro——"