After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 229 Someone Else’s Wife

His eyes became deeper: "But this is far from enough."

What he pursued was absolute power that would allow him to completely control the Song family, command awe from the family elders, suppress his father, and even rewrite the family rules.

Su Yan shook his head repeatedly and cursed "madman" in his heart.

The two men rode their horses to the gate of Xie's mansion. Everything seemed to be progressing slowly according to Song Yanyi's plan, but the fire in his chest was burning more and more vigorously.

Song Yanyi jumped off the horse nimbly, the dust rose gently under his feet, and then his sharp eyes locked on the gorgeous carriage in front of the mansion that exuded an aristocratic atmosphere.

Before he could catch his breath, a figure hurried out of the car and walked towards him anxiously.

"Master Song."

There was an obvious urgency in the call. Cui Yunhe almost ran over. Her eyes were slightly red and swollen like petals covered with morning dew. It was obvious that she had been shedding tears.

"Ever since you left on business last month, my heart has been like a kite being pulled by a string, always hoping for the wind to guide you home safely."

In the face of this emotional outpouring, Song Yanyi's expression did not fluctuate at all, but was faintly distant and calm: "Miss Jiang, the engagement between us is a thing of the past. The boundaries between men and women should be observed. I hope you will respect yourself."

Su Yan secretly sighed at the side that at this moment Song Yanyi actually attached more importance to etiquette and rules than those old-fashioned elders of the Song family.

Cui Yunhe's face was full of anxiety, as if she had a thousand words to say: "But I have something very important to say, and I must talk to you in private."

She glanced at Su Yan, who immediately understood her meaning and said with a smile, "Then I won't bother you two anymore. I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, she cast a meaningful glance at Song Yanyi and suggested in a low voice: "Can we find another more secret place..."

Song Yanyi obviously lost his patience and interrupted her hint directly: "Just tell me, what's the matter?"

Cui Yunhe bit her lower lip, her voice was soft but mixed with uncontrollable crying: "I admit that I was wrong. I shouldn't have interfered in Miss Xu's affairs. As the future daughter-in-law of the Song family, I should have a magnanimous mind. It was my inconsiderateness..."

Before she could finish, Song Yanyi interrupted her coldly: "The engagement has been cancelled. There is no point in bringing up the past."

Cui Yunhe's expression became more and more urgent, and there was a hint of pleading in his words: "You understand, it was not my intention to terminate the contract. These days, I have repeatedly reflected on myself, and the lesson this time is like a brand deeply engraved in my heart. I will never make the same mistake again in the future."

Before she finished speaking, tears welled up in her eyes again, and she almost whispered: "Now my father has forced me to enter Prince Xuan's mansion as a concubine, and my heart is filled with thousands of reluctance. From the beginning to now, the only person I love is you..."

If Song Yanyi still had any intention of changing his mind, her father would naturally hope that she could become a member of the Song family.

Since the cancellation of the engagement, she has endured countless reproaches from her parents, and regret has been with her like a shadow. She regretted that she had underestimated the seemingly helpless girl, and ended up ruining the marriage that all the noble ladies in the capital dreamed of.

Therefore, even if she lost all face, she would try to see him again.

She was willing to pay any price as long as she could renew her engagement.

I just hope he can show her some sympathy and give her a chance to reform.

However, Song Yanyi's response was as cold as ice: "Since you have decided to go to Prince Xuan's Mansion, I would like to congratulate Miss Jiang in advance."

Cui Yunhe stood there in a daze, her face full of tear marks, her sorrow and sadness yet also a bit ridiculous.

Song Yanyi casually handed the reins to the doorman beside him, then took a big step and stepped straight into the deep threshold of Xie Mansion.

Back in the quiet and elegant Songhe Garden, Su Yan had already been leisurely sipping tea in his study by the water, seemingly enjoying the quiet wait.

"Hey, so soon? Looking at what happened between you and Miss Jiang just now, I thought you two would have a long chat for at least half an hour."

Su Yan waved his folding fan, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"Do you think I'm as leisurely as you?"

Song Yanyi asked back, with a hint of displeasure between his brows.

"What on earth does she want from you?"

Su Yan's curiosity was aroused.

Song Yanyi poured himself a cup of tea and said calmly, "The Jiang family is planning to arrange for her to marry into Prince Xuan's mansion."

Su Yan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and then he curled his lips and smiled: "The Jiang family saw that they couldn't get you, and they were afraid that the salt tax case would be exposed, so they simply threw themselves boldly into the arms of King Xuan."

"As expected, the Jiang family is panicking, so it's reasonable for them to seek a powerful backer."

Song Yanyi looked at Su Yan, his words were profound: "Since we are about to join forces with King Xuan, contact is inevitable, you have to be aware of this."

Su Yan leaned lazily on the armchair, pretending to be indifferent: "You should take care of your own affairs first."

At this time, Cuizhu walked in quietly and reported to Song Yanyi: "Master, the eldest lady invites you to Qingshui Garden for a chat."

Su Yan looked like he was just watching the fun: "Looks like they are here to punish you. Let's see how you clean up this mess."

Song Yanyi glanced at him sideways, with a hint of helplessness in his warning: "You too, take care of yourself first."

After that, he stood up and left.

When they arrived at Qingxin Pavilion, the eldest wife's face was already gloomy, and it was obvious that she had been waiting for a long time.

"Mother."

"Where did you come back from?"

There was unquestionable authority in the eldest wife's voice.

"Yangzhou."

The eldest wife heard this and her eyes widened: "Yangzhou? But Governor Li just wrote to your father, saying that you didn't go to Yangzhou at all! Where did you go?!"

Song Yanyi's dark eyes were deep and calm, like a bottomless pool of water: "Where I went, mother, don't you know it very well?"

The first wife slammed the table and said, "You went to Qingzhou, right?!"

Ever since she learned that Song Yanyi had dug up Cui Rong's grave, she guessed that he would not give up.

He left the capital the next day, and from Cuizhu we learned that he was going to Yangzhou on official business.

Song Yanyi's expression remained indifferent: "Indeed."

The first wife was furious: "How dare you be so disobedient for a woman! When you chased her to Qingzhou, she was already someone else's wife. What else do you want?"

"Don't worry, mother, the wedding is not complete."

The eldest wife paused, her mind in chaos, like a swarm of bees.

"What do you mean? Where is she?"

Song Yanyi said calmly: "I will not blame you for what you did in the past, and please do not worry about what I will do in the future."

The first wife stood up suddenly, her face livid: "You brought her back to the capital?! I think you have lost your mind! If your father knew that you did such a rebellious thing..."

"I know my limits, don't worry, mother."

Song Yanyi bowed, and there was a subtle impatience hidden in his calm words: "I still need to return to the palace to report, so I will go ahead."

After saying this, he turned and strode away, leaving the room filled with heaviness and anger.