Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 36 Luo Tianxuan, your sister has stolen your home (asking for monthly tickets and follow-up reading)

A few meals of sweet and sour pork ribs can get you your sister-in-law as your personal bodyguard. This deal is a good deal.

Having lived two lives, Song Yan wasn't socially anxious, but being alone in the carriage with his sister-in-law, he didn't know what to say for a moment. The only noise was the creaking of the carriage. The faint fragrance of his sister-in-law, though not as strong as Yang Siyao's, made Song Yan feel more at ease, and the small carriage became more charming.

In order to avoid looking too much at his sister-in-law, Song Yan picked up the box that Butler Wang had stuffed into his arms. He thought it might contain some treasure, but when he opened it, there was only a piece of yellow paper inside.

Could it be another title deed?
Thinking this way, I realized that I had guessed wrong again.

The yellow paper was covered with densely packed names, the ink still slightly damp, as if it had been written hastily. The handwriting was messy, and it was clear that Butler Wang was in a rather bad mood when he wrote this.

Song Yan frowned, took a quick look, then raised his eyes and asked, "Who are Yang Ruyi and Guo Yang?"

"Yang Ruyi is the fifth concubine of the Yang family, and is considered Yang's cousin. As for Guo Yang, he is the eldest son of the Ruyang County Magistrate." Luo Tianyi's voice was still cold and indifferent: "Yang Ruyi is Guo Yang's legal wife."

Without turning his head, Song Yan was able to see the side profile of his sister-in-law:

Snow is the flesh and bones, the moon is the spirit, walking near the lotus pond does not stir up dust;
Danxia holds pearls and jade dew, and spring comes before it opens its red lips.

Even the Goddess of Luo River as described by Cao Zhi is probably no more than this.

He silently withdrew his gaze, but dared not look any longer. Perhaps it was because of that golden waist, this body was too sensitive. When they were alone together, he always felt that his sister-in-law was more beautiful.

After a few breaths, Song Yan looked up again: "Where are Yang Mengxue and Xue Qiyuan?"

"Yang Mengxue is the eldest daughter of the fourth branch of the Yang family, and Xue Qiyuan is the second legitimate son of the Magistrate of Zhao'an County. However, because the eldest legitimate son is uneducated and unskilled, the position of Crown Prince is likely to belong to Xue Qiyuan."

"Are they also a couple?"

"Yes, wife."

"How do you know so much about the Yang family?"

Luo Tianyi continued to stare out the window, as if something outside was constantly attracting her attention: "The Luo family is not an ordinary family, so we must carefully consider when choosing a husband."

"During the days of drug testing, we thoroughly investigated you and the Duke's Mansion, including Yang Miaoqing."

Luo Tianyi was generous and didn't hide anything, so Song Yan didn't feel offended. He just wanted to investigate. Maybe it was a bit too detailed, as he didn't even let go of Yang's maternal family.

Also, what's going on with this sister-in-law?
I taught you a passage before, but you couldn't remember it no matter how hard you tried. However, you can remember these gossips clearly.

A piece of yellow paper was filled with nearly a hundred names, three of which were circled. As expected, they were all daughters of the Yang family and their husbands, all of whom were nobles.

This is actually a bit of a problem.

The Yang family is a thousand-year-old family. Only now its influence has weakened a little. In the past, even the royal family did not care about it. It is said that Ningguo Taizu wanted to marry a daughter of an aristocratic family as a concubine for the prince, but was rejected.

Even the royal family is like this, not to mention those crude warriors under the emperor's command. Most girls from aristocratic families look down on these upstarts and are more willing to marry into aristocratic families than into noble families.

When he saw the last name, Song Yan's throat moved inexplicably and he swallowed hard, "Then...what about Yang Miaoyun?"

The sister-in-law, who had always been frosty, finally turned her head and glanced at Song Yan in surprise before she slowly spoke: "This is the imperial concubine of the dynasty!"

Yang Miaoqing, Yang Miaoyun.

When he saw this name, Song Yan actually already had the answer in his heart, but after hearing what his sister-in-law said with his own ears, he still couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart.

Song Zhen.

Yang family.

Duke of Song. Yang Guifei?
Emperor Ning.

Song Yan didn't even notice his breathing suddenly quickened. If the Yang family could seize the Duke of Song's mansion, who could guarantee they wouldn't also seize other nobles' estates? What did the three circled names mean?
In ancient times, while the upper classes often maintained relationships through marriage, these relationships were unstable. If there was a conflict of interest, even if the in-laws had to deal with you, they would still do so. In other words, even though the Yang family had married off so many daughters, their husbands' families might not necessarily side with the Yang family. But... what if the next generation of these nobles were all like Song Zhen?
If the Yang family's plan really succeeds, then almost one-third of the nobles in the entire Ningguo will be controlled by the Yang family. This will be a very terrifying force, terrifying enough to easily push the prince born by Yang Guifei to that position.

Wait a moment……

Song Yan's body suddenly trembled, his face turned slightly pale, and even a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. What if... what if the Yang family's ambitions were a little bigger?

If the prince born to Yang Guifei also...

Song Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes narrowed into slits: Things might be getting serious.

His eyes were fixed on the paper, and the names of Yang Miaoyun and Emperor Ning were particularly eye-catching.

Is such a plan really possible? Even though the Yang family is a thousand-year-old family, does he really have such courage?

Not to mention Emperor Ning, other noble families are definitely not fools. How on earth can the Yang family steal the show?

Who is Cicada?
Who is the praying mantis?

Who is the oriole?

For a moment, Song Yan even felt a little helpless. He was just a small-time figure who had just escaped from a cage. Why should he be told such a secret that could cost him his life at any time? The scorching sun enveloped the carriage, and the temperature naturally rose, but Song Yan felt that the air he breathed in through his nostrils was icy cold, and his body seemed to be frozen.

"What's wrong with you? You look a little sad. Are you sick?"

Noticing Song Yan's pale face, Luo Tianyi frowned slightly, and couldn't help but move closer, and a small hand fell on Song Yan's forehead.

Icy.

It seems that I can't feel any temperature at all.

Just at this moment, the wheels of the carriage seemed to have run over a stone, and there was a sudden thud, and the body of the carriage shook.

The two were close to each other, and Luo Tianyi's attention was all on Song Yan, so his body rushed forward uncontrollably under the influence of inertia.

The carriage stopped.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Luo Tianyi's body felt cool, and seemingly because of the influence of this coolness, Song Yan actually felt that his originally chaotic heart gradually calmed down, and the distracting thoughts in his mind were dispelled bit by bit.

This feeling of peace made him greedy.

However, Song Yan was still conscious after all. Although it felt very comfortable to hold Luo Tianyi in his arms, it was not appropriate for the brother-in-law and sister-in-law to be in this state. Thinking of this, Song Yan grabbed Luo Tianyi's shoulders and prepared to push Luo Tianyi away.

Just at this moment, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.

"Tianyi... eh?"

It was Yu Shuang. She seemed to want to say something, but before she could finish her words, she saw the situation inside the carriage. The expression on her face immediately became extremely strange, and her voice was stuck in her throat. The next moment, she dropped the curtain again.

It’s over, it’s over, Luo Tianxuan, your sister has stolen your home.

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