The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

Song Yan was sitting in Song Jiu's yard, cracking melon seeds while vividly recounting how he and his father beat up Qin Xiuyuan last night and how it was spread throughout the capital that Duke Cheng was beaten into a pig's head when he went to a brothel to rob women. The embarrassing thing was said once.

After saying that, he looked at Song Jiu as if he was begging for praise and praise.

"Dad also went to make a sack for the Duke?" Song Jiu asked with a look of astonishment on his face.

Her upright, upright and upright biological father...

He actually does things like putting sacks on people and beating them up behind his back?
Song Jiu said that she was shocked.

Song Yan raised his chin and nodded: "Ang!"

It was the first time he collaborated with his father to do bad things. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

As he was talking, he suddenly heard shouts one after another coming from outside: "Ajiu, Ajiu!"

It's Shangguan You.

Song Jiu stood up to greet him, and the next moment he saw Shangguan You running in panting: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, you have been cuckolded."

What the hell?

Song Jiu looked at Shangguan You dumbfounded and raised his hand to touch her forehead.

"I'm serious." Shangguan You's mouth twitched slightly, and he took off Song Jiu's hand that slapped her forehead. She didn't feel any fever.

"I went out to the street today and saw Du Wanhe and King Yan. She called her brother Qinghan and called her so affectionately. Do you dare to say that there is nothing fishy between them? Didn't the Du family just come to Beijing? How come Du Wanhe and Yan Are you so familiar with Wang?"

Brother Qinghan...

Song Jiu's face darkened, and her fists clenched loudly.

At this moment, many things that I couldn't figure out suddenly became clear.

Why did Du Wanhe have endless hostility towards her since his previous life?

Can't find the reason?

Because of men.

She knew that Xiao Qinghan had no idea about Du Wanhe, but it was annoying for a fly to take the initiative to bite him.

She, Song Jiu's man, dared to miss Du Wanhe and settle old and new scores together.

"Hey, Ajiu, where are you going?" Shangguan You had just recovered his breath when he saw Song Jiu walking out looking like he was killing everyone.

Song Yan's face turned blue and black, he threw away the melon seeds in his hand and chased after him.

Xiao Qinghan, that little brat, actually had an affair with another woman even though he was engaged to his sister.

Bad review!

The boy driving the cart swung the whip in his hand until it was almost smoking, and drove the cart almost into the air. Not long after, it stopped at the door of Prince Yan's Mansion.

The two horses were so tired that they stuck out their tongues.

Song Yan opened the curtain, took a look at Prince Yan's Mansion, and looked at Song Jiu doubtfully: "Didn't you come to Prince Yan's Mansion to have sex with Du Wanhe instead?"

Naturally, she wanted to confirm the relationship between the Du family and Xiao Qinghan, and how much position they occupied in his heart, so that she could decide whether to deal with Du Wanhe openly or secretly to stir up trouble.

After all, her image in Qingqing's heart cannot be changed.

Prince Yan's Mansion is in the same direction as the Du family, so it's not convenient.

At this time, Song Jiu saw the small door on the side of the main entrance of Prince Yan's Mansion, and Du Wanhe walked out with his maid with a smile.

Wearing a pink waistcoat and a sky blue dress, she looked particularly graceful and elegant.

Song Jiu's face changed in a second, and the knife in his eyes shot towards her.

Song Yan looked at his sister's fierce look and instantly understood: "She is Du Wanhe?"

Song Jiu didn't answer him, opened the car door, pulled Song Yan and jumped out of the carriage.

Du Wanhe's carriage stopped on the other side, so Song Jiu didn't see it immediately.

Song Jiu walked towards Du Wanhe's carriage with a gloomy face. Song Yan followed Song Jiu, his expression not much better, as if he was going to catch a traitor.

Okay, I actually entered the house in a grand manner.

Song Jiu pulled away the maid who was about to get into the carriage, raised the curtain and entered the carriage.

The maidservant was pushed and staggered, and she was so angry that she cursed: "Where did the bastard come from? Why don't you come out...ah..."

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked out by Song Yan.

He retracted his foot, looked at the maid who had been thrown to pieces, and said innocently: "Oh, my foot is cramped."

Maid: "..."

You are so sick.

She spit out the sand in her mouth and got up angrily.

"I advise you to stand there and don't move, otherwise there is no guarantee that the next kick will break your bones.

The maid was so frightened that she could only stand there cursing.

In the carriage, Du Wanhe looked at Song Jiu who had entered uninvited in shock. There was no makeup on her peach-shaped face, but she was still breathtakingly beautiful, and her snow-white skin could be broken by a blow.

Du Wanhe's eyes were filled with deep jealousy.

"What are you doing?" she asked coldly.

Song Jiu sat down on the stool opposite Du Wanhe, folded his hands on his chest, and said with cold eyes: "Is it the right thing for me to ask Miss Du about this? Why are you, a woman, going to Prince Yan's Mansion alone?"

Listening to Song Jiuxing's questioning tone, Du Wanhe suddenly smiled: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Xiao Qinghan is my fiancé. If you find him, do you think he has anything to do with me?"

"Or do you want to say that you didn't come to see him?"

"Brother Qinghan is always there on the street, for fear that others won't know that you are shameless."

"That's right. Coveting other people's fiancés and shameless people can't do this."

Du Wanhe's face turned green with anger as he listened to Song Jiu's shameless remarks.

"Who are you scolding? The shameless person is clearly you. Brother Qinghan and I are childhood sweethearts. If your Song family hadn't used power to suppress others and forced the Xiao family to agree to such a family relationship, how could Brother Qinghan have married you? I don’t care what your reputation is in the capital."

childhood sweetheart?

Song Jiu narrowed her black eyes with a dangerous light.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand towards Du Wanhe and grabbed her neck.

Du Wanhe felt like her breathing was suffocated, and reached out to grab Song Jiu's hand to take it away, but Song Jiu pinched her neck, making it difficult for her to breathe, and he had no strength in his hand.

"Song...Song Jiu, are you crazy?"

Du Wanhe said in shock and fright.

She really saw the clear murderous intention in Song Jiu's eyes.

However, her remaining sense told her that Song Jiu did not dare to kill him, but the feeling of being strangled like this and on the verge of death still made her panic.

"Du Wanhe, I don't care who your childhood sweetheart is. Xiao Qinghan is mine. If you dare to have his idea, just try to see if your neck is strong enough."

"Qin Yanyan framed me. It was you who gave her the idea. If I don't come to settle the score with you, you really think I'm a soft persimmon."

"It is true that your Du family is deeply favored by the emperor, but my Song family has been a century-old family in the capital, and its status is deeply established. If you are not afraid of death, just come."

Du Wanhe's back was forced to press against the wall of the car. Because he couldn't breathe, he kept rolling his eyes. It was clear that he felt that his consciousness was about to lose consciousness, but every word Song Jiu said was transmitted to her very clearly. in mind.

Damn Song Jiu, why is she so arrogant?If it weren't for a father like Song Xun who wielded huge military power, how could she be so tyrannical in the capital?

When Du Wanhe felt that he could barely breathe his last breath, Song Jiu let go of his hand.

"Cough cough cough..."

She clutched her neck and lay on the stool, coughing and breathing in the long-lost air. Her eyes were red, her face was pale, and she looked quite pitiful and touching.

Yan Wangfu.

The boy who was about to close the door after sending Du Wanhe away felt his eyes blurred as someone rushed over. When he looked closely, he saw Song Yan kicking the maid away.

When I thought back to the figure I just saw, I felt bad, so I walked back.

"It's not good, it's not good, the prince is starting to fight."

Xun'an was lying on a tree basking in the sun. When he saw the young boy snoring, he lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Don't be surprised. Which prince is starting a fight?"

The boy raised his head and looked hard at Xun'an on the top of the tree.

What's wrong with Xun'an's guards? He went to sleep in that high tree.

"It's not that the prince started fighting..."

"Tsk, aren't you mentally confused and speaking confusingly?" Xun'an looked disgusted.

I have to mention to the prince that the servant guarding the gate cannot be so stupid.

The boy was interrupted and was so angry that he was speechless, but because the other party was the prince's trusted guard, he endured it.

"Xun'an guards, the third young master of the Song family came and kicked Miss Du's maid away at the door."

The smile on Xun'an's face suddenly froze. He was so frightened that he fell from the top of the tree. He finally managed to stabilize his body before coming into close contact with the hard earth. He stepped on the trunk of the tree with one foot and fell neatly. Turn over and land firmly.

"Can you say that again!!!"

Before the boy could say it again, the door opened and Xiao Qinghan strode out of the house.

Song Jiu glanced at Du Wanhe indifferently, opened the curtain and walked out.

Song Yan turned around: "So fast?"

Then he looked over Song Jiu's shoulder and saw Du Wanhe, who was being ravaged and looking weak. He stuck out his tongue: "Bah!"

Du Wanhe was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

When the maid saw the two brothers and sisters leaving the carriage, she climbed onto the carriage and asked at a loss: "Second Miss, are you okay?"

Du Wanhe said nothing. When she raised her head, she saw Xiao Qinghan walking towards her in a hurry. As soon as her eyes filled with joy, she saw him standing opposite Song Jiu, with a gentle look in her eyes that she had never seen before.

He shouted: "Jiujiu."

The lingering tail sound seems to have a seductive flavor, which makes people's hearts beat like thunder when they listen to it.

Du Wanhe's heart surged with endless hatred for Song Jiu.

She clearly heard that Song Jiu loved the sixth prince Shangguan Chun, hated Prince Yan, and wanted to break off the engagement. Everyone in the capital knew this.She was secretly happy that she could marry her father as she wished as soon as he came to the capital to report on his duties. But when she came to the capital, what was waiting for her was not the news that Song Jiu and King Yan had broken off their engagement, but that the two had already set a wedding date. Just in May.

She is not reconciled.

Brother Qing Han is obviously hers.

Song Jiu, you have the support of your family, and the Du family dare not confront you head-on.

But do you think I'm afraid?
If you can kill someone with a borrowed knife, why should I stupidly confront you openly? That is what a fool like Qin Yanyan does.

You had a lucky escape last time in the palace, but you can't always save the day.

You were raised by the Song family and have never experienced danger. In terms of means, you are not as good as me.

Du Wanhe clenched his fists tightly, and the ferocity in his eyes frightened the maids beside him.

If it were Song Jiu in his previous life, he would indeed be toyed with by Du Wanhe.

But she is not.

Today's Song Jiu has experienced the evil ghosts of Shura Hell, and his reborn soul has suffered the most ruthless betrayal and trampling in the world.

She can be the warmest glimmer of light protecting your loved ones.

He is also a demon filled with hatred and ready to crush the bones of his enemies.

Song Jiu puffed up her cheeks and looked at Xiao Qinghan angrily, her beautiful eyes full of accusations, which made Xiao Qinghan's heart flutter and wanted to pinch Song Jiu's face, but because Song Yan was present, he held back.

He cupped his hands towards Song Yan: "Third brother."

"Don't call me so early, maybe your third brother is someone else." Song Yan snorted and raised his head proudly.

Xiao Qinghan: "..."

I can't mess with my brother-in-law, the misunderstanding is a bit big.

"Third brother, come in and have a cup of tea. Today I just got a painting of Ta Ge from the former Master Jing. I don't know if it is authentic. Why don't you help me take a look?" Xiao Qinghan said with a smile.

Song Yan's eyes lit up slightly, and then he said seriously: "I'm not interested in Master Jing's paintings, mainly because I'm thirsty after standing there for so long."

After saying that, he left Xiao Qinghan and Song Jiu behind and hurried towards the house.

"You're tired of standing, go in and sit down." Xiao Qinghan lowered his head and looked at Song Jiu.

"I'm not tired, I just want to go find my third brother."

The Song family has a tough mouth.

Xiao Qinghan laughed softly and nodded lovingly: "Well, we can't leave Third Brother alone in Prince Yan's Mansion."

Song Jiu gave him an angry look and entered Prince Yan's Mansion majestically.

As for Du Wanhe on the side, Xiao Qinghan ignored him completely.

It wasn't until the door of Prince Yan's Mansion was closed that Du Wanhe ordered the carriage to leave unwillingly.

Song Yan went to see the Ta Ge Tu, and Xiao Qinghan took Song Jiu to the study.

"I can explain it." Xiao Qinghan said.

Song Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him calmly: "Explain? So do you really have some shameful relationship with Du Wanhe?"

Xiao Qinghan: "..."

Hey, why does it feel like it’s getting darker and darker with each stroke?

Even though Song Jiu believed in Xiao Qinghan's feelings, when she thought about the past between Du Wanhe and him that she didn't know about, her chest felt like a layer of cotton was blocked, making her feel uncomfortable.

She looked at Xiao Qinghan for a moment: "She said you were childhood sweethearts."

This angry and resentful little tone.

Xiao Qinghan couldn't even hide the joy in her eyes: "Are you jealous?"

Because I have him in my heart, I am jealous of him.

Song Jiu choked: "No."

Xiao Qinghan smiled, it didn't matter if he denied it.

Anyway, it was enough for him to know that Song Jiu had him in his heart.

"Nonsense, you are clearly my childhood sweetheart, so who is she?"

Song Jiu's depressed mood suddenly rose at Xiao Qinghan's words, and she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. However, she quickly thought of what Shangguan You said to her, and said with a serious face: "She Calling you Brother Qinghan on the street, who do you think she is? And she came back with you. If I hadn't happened to bump into her, I wouldn't have known that your relationship was so good that we could visit at will."