Binding Spring Love

Yang Pianzhi usually seemed like a complete idiot in the mansion, but when it came to her daughter's marriage, she seemed to become a completely different person.

Thinking of what Yang Pianzhi had done, Song Nian lowered her eyes, feeling a pang of bitterness in her heart.

The Qi family, which Song Yao looked down upon, was treated like a treasure by Yang Pianzhi.

She first went to the Qi residence from time to time to chat and play cards with Madam Qi, and then she often inquired about Qi Sulun's well-being.

When Qi Sulun found her to be considerate and quite kind, she immediately took Song Zhao to the Qi residence.

She probably knew that Madam Qi was a fool, so she deliberately gave her the opportunity, allowing her to deceive Qi Sulun and offend Song Zhao.

Qi Sulun already looked down on his mother's ways, and now that she had offended the daughter of a family who respected her elders, he couldn't hold back his guilt before Yang Pianzhi could say anything.

Madam Qi, not knowing how much she wanted to get the marriage done, immediately used this as an excuse to arrange a betrothal between the two families.

Yang Pianzhi had a firm grasp on her thoughts and used this as an excuse to make exorbitant demands, forcing Madam Qi to sign an agreement stipulating that Qi Sulun would live separately from her in the future and that he would never take a concubine or divorce her in this lifetime.

Thinking of this, Song Nian suddenly felt a pang of envy for Song Zhao.

In the past, her mother had cursed Yang Pianzhi countless times in secret, calling her a despicable and filthy woman. Yet, this woman, who was used to throwing tantrums, schemed and plotted to secure a fairly good marriage for her daughter.

Qi Sulun was of a reasonable temperament. Although the young couple lived in separate residences, they never truly separated their households. In this way, he could enjoy the dignity of a noble family without having to suffer the torment of his mother-in-law and sisters-in-law at home.

Moreover, Qi Sulun harbored resentment towards his own mother and, even before marrying, was already wholeheartedly devoted to his wife's maternal clan, which would undoubtedly save him a lot of trouble in the future.

Before she was married, Yang Pianzhi tormented her third uncle's favorite concubine every day in the mansion, forcing him to spend his own money to add to Song Zhao's dowry, and also making him find a job for Qi Sulun.

During that period, the sounds of ghosts wailing and howling often came from the third house.

According to the servants, it was the Third Madam who had a fierce fight with the Third Master.

Now that she is married, she wonders if she can decline Qi Sulun's offer. But whether she does decline or not, Song Nian feels that with Yang Pianzhi's personality, this matter will succeed no matter what.

If Uncle San can't bear it, he will definitely go to find his elder brother. He is an elder, and his elder brother will always give him some face.

Song Zhao will be happy in the future, and may even be much happier than she and Song Ni.

Although the Ming and Shang families were powerful and influential, they also had their share of troubles.

Just a few days after marrying into the Ming family, Song Nian was already fed up with the constant verbal sparring and the need to be extremely careful in her every move by her sisters-in-law.

The only consolation was that Ming Shiqi treated her fairly well.

Song Nian raised her head and smiled gently at Ming Shiqi.

Ming Shiqi reached out and took Song Nian's hand in his palm under the table.

Feeling the warmth from her palm, Song Nian smiled faintly.

Seeing the smile on her face, Ming Shiqi let go of her hand, feeling relieved.

Comforted, Song Nian withdrew her hand and picked up the jade chopsticks on the table.

During the movement, a string of rough Buddhist beads on her wrist was revealed.

Song Nian's eyes welled up with tears.

This was sent by her mother before her marriage. The prayer beads were crudely made, and the beads must have been ground by hand. Although they did not look very delicate to the naked eye, she carefully touched each one.

Those beads may look ordinary, but there's not a single prickly spot on them.

The simple wooden bracelet on Song Nian's wrist seemed completely out of place with her fine silks and jeweled hair, yet it was only when she wore it that Song Nian felt a sense of peace.

"lady……"

Ming Shiqi gently called out to Song Nian. She looked up and saw Song Wan looking at her with a tender expression.

She knew that it must have been the Empress who had spoken to her, but she was lost in thought and hadn't heard a word.

"It's alright. I just noticed that Third Sister hasn't used anything, so I'm asking if it's not to your liking."

"It suits your taste, thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Song Wan nodded slightly, smiled and let it go without pursuing the matter.

She thought that if she were Song Nian, she probably wouldn't feel any sisterly affection for her either.

Blood relatives are often only related by blood, and it's difficult for some people to be close to each other emotionally.

Song Wan was always insightful and open-minded. She would let things take their course, regardless of whether they could be forced or not.

Although she and Song Nian came from the same household, everyone knew about the coldness between them. Shang Rong glanced at them a few times but didn't take it to heart, and instead fell in love with Song Ni.

"These two young couples are a perfect match; the boy is handsome and the girl is beautiful. I wonder how clever and adorable their child will be."

Song Niantong, at the age of seventeen, was slightly shy.

As newlyweds, it's understandable that they feel a little embarrassed to say such things.

Song Ni did not react at all; her expression remained calm and composed, without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing this, Shang Shisan gently squeezed her palm under the table.

Song Ni turned to look at him, and Shang Shisan raised an eyebrow, as if to say, "My lady, you should show some embarrassment..."

But he didn't expect that Song Ni would press him down under the table and gently write the character "静" (quiet) on his palm with a bent finger.

She thought he was too noisy...

Shang Shisan glared at his wife, but the itchy, tingling sensation in his palm went straight to his heart.

The girl's palm was warm. Shang Shisan tried to struggle, but Song Ni gently held him down.

Her movements were very gentle, but Shang Shisan immediately became obedient, his ear tips flushed slightly.

How can a real man argue with a woman? If she doesn't want him to cause trouble, then he should just listen to her. After all, no one will be watching him at night, and he can do whatever he wants in bed.

Thinking of the intimate moments they had shared on the bed these past few days, Shang Shisan's face turned bright red, and his palms burned.

Song Ni felt his body temperature rising and couldn't help but glance at him in surprise.

They were husband and wife after all; she could tell what this man was thinking from his every move, even a single glance. Song Ni glared at him angrily, her eyes wide open, and Shang Shisan immediately lowered his head and quietly went to eat.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Song Nifang turned her face away with a slight blush.

The actions of the two young couples and the four young people, though seemingly secretive, were all on full display before Song Wantong and Shang Rong's eyes. The two exchanged a glance and both smiled, a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"So young, that's really wonderful."

Upon hearing this, all four of them blushed. After a moment, Shang Shisan smiled and said, "My aunt and Her Majesty the Empress are still young, why do you speak so maturely?"

His words made Shang Rong burst into laughter, while Song Wan touched her lower abdomen and sighed inwardly.

In another ten years or so, perhaps her child will also walk hand in hand with the one he loves to her and Shen Qianyu, just like today, showing her the purest emotions in the world.

only……

Song Wan smiled slightly.

She just didn't know whether the little baby in her womb was a prince or the little princess that she and Shen Qianyu had been longing for.