The curious and expectant look on Princess Lingyang was like a death sentence to Song Wanchu.
Liang Yuzhou stood beside her. His handsome face remained calm, but his dark, piercing eyes were like cold daggers stabbing into her back.
The Crown Prince's face suddenly changed. He sternly scolded, "Who did you hear that from? How can you just ask such things casually?"
His younger sister had been spoiled rotten. She always spoke her mind without any restraint in front of anyone, completely oblivious to the consequences for others.
Perhaps his expression was too serious. Princess Lingyang, who had always been afraid of her elder brother, shrank her neck and murmured softly, "The old lady told me."
The old lady naturally referred to the Grand Princess.
The Crown Prince's face darkened. His aunt's plan to win over the Duke's Mansion with Yu Huiyan had failed. In a fit of pique, she wanted to use the innocent Princess Lingyang to sow discord.
Princess Lingyang would pay close attention to anything related to Liang Yuzhou, especially who he would eventually marry as his main wife.
Song Wanchu was forced to answer, "Your humble subject's wife knows her own status and dare not aspire to the Crown Prince."
Princess Lingyang clicked her tongue. Such a diplomatic answer left her feeling bored.
"You're right. But even the lowly have their place. You may not be worthy to be the Crown Prince's concubine, but you can be a maid concubine. Just like when you married Second Brother Liang, you can only be a concubine. Do you have other hopes?"
Her seemingly innocent eyes narrowed dangerously. She turned her gaze to Liang Yuzhou.
"Second Brother Liang, you're not thinking of making her your main wife, are you?"
Although she was a bit clever, she was still inexperienced. How could Liang Yuzhou not know her intention? She just wanted to find out his feelings.
"Princess, you should ask the Crown Prince why he didn't insist on marrying Wanchu back then, and instead gave me the chance."
This seemed to be a hint to Song Wanchu, telling her that the Crown Prince's love for her wasn't that firm.
"Why does Second Brother Liang keep bringing up old matters?"
Just then, a dull thunder roared in the sky. The Crown Prince took this opportunity to end the topic. "It's getting late. It's going to rain. I'm going back to the Eastern Palace. Lingyang, come with me."
As a subject, Liang Yuzhou had to see off the Crown Prince and the princess according to the rules.
When the Crown Prince reached the door, he paused for a moment and tilted his head slightly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Wanchu being tightly held by Liang Yuzhou. She lowered her eyes, and her emotions were unclear.
It didn't matter that he was rejected this time. One day, he would make Wanchu unable to reject him.
After the escort teams of the Crown Prince and the princess left one after another, Xunxiang Ji became much quieter.
Song Wanchu expressionlessly broke free from Liang Yuzhou and walked outside.
Outside the door, Nanzhi had been waiting for a long time. Just as she was about to reach out to support her, a pair of strong hands picked her up by the waist.
Song Wanchu shrieked in embarrassment and surprise. "Liang Yuzhou, what are you doing!"
Although it was getting late, there were still pedestrians on the road. She was easily embarrassed. What would people think if they saw this!
Liang Yuzhou said nothing. He carried her into the carriage. Nanzhi hadn't even reacted yet, and her outstretched hand was still in mid-air.
She seemed to smell the anger on the Second Master, mixed with a strong sour smell.
As soon as they got into the carriage, Song Wanchu was trapped between the carriage wall and his chest by Liang Yuzhou's arms.
The man's anger enveloped her.
Song Wanchu frowned but remained silent.
Suddenly, Liang Yuzhou took off her two coral bead earrings and flung them out of the carriage.
"You!" Song Wanchu was confused by his inexplicable behavior. "Those were the relics left by my mother. Why did you throw them away?"
"Do you think you can deceive me with the same story you told Princess Lingyang?"
Liang Yuzhou's face was expressionless, and his voice was cold, suppressing many emotions. "What relics? You bought these at Fenjin Lou a year ago for 126 taels of silver. If you feel bad about the money, I'll give it to you. That thing was touched by the Crown Prince. Do you think I can tolerate my wife smelling like another man?"
Song Wanchu was stunned. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be surprised that Liang Yuzhou could remember such trivial details about her or to be angry at his excessive possessiveness.
Her chin was pinched and slightly lifted. Liang Yuzhou's gaze looked down on her like a bright blade, scraping back and forth on her body inch by inch.
It was as if he was checking if his toy was still in good condition.
Song Wanchu felt ashamed and embarrassed. She turned her head away to avoid his gaze, but he stubbornly turned it back.
The kiss came down like a storm, aggressively invading her lips and tongue, and seizing her breath.
The carriage passed over a bumpy section of the road. Her soft chest pressed against his firm chest and bounced back, making the man's muscles tense and his breathing heavy.
His hand slipped under her skirt. The calluses on his palm rubbed against her delicate skin, causing Song Wanchu to shiver.
The man was already aroused and was dangerously pressing against her.
"No, Liang Yuzhou, you're crazy!"
Song Wanchu lowered her voice, afraid that the coachman would hear. She was conservative by nature and couldn't accept making love in the carriage.
Moreover, it was with a man she was about to leave.
"Where did he touch you?"
Desire made the corners of Liang Yuzhou's eyes turn red. His deep phoenix eyes were filled with anger and malice.
He could smell the faint sandalwood scent on Song Wanchu.
Song Wanchu didn't use perfume, while the Crown Prince liked to worship Buddha. They must have been very close for her to be沾染 his scent.
The woman in his arms gasped slightly. She glared at him angrily and bit her lips without saying a word.
He kissed her lips again, more violently than before. He wanted to cover up that annoying sandalwood scent. Song Wanchu should only smell like him...
"Let me guess. What did the infatuated Crown Prince say to you?"
Liang Yuzhou was rarely so excited. His eyes were sharp, like an enraged beast grinding its teeth. "Did he say that he still has feelings for you, that he can't bear to see you being wronged by my side, and that he can help you leave me, right?"
While interrogating her, his hands didn't stop. Song Wanchu's clothes were in disarray. Her skirt had been completely pushed up, and her fragrant shoulders were exposed. She was like a little rabbit under the claws of a beast, completely helpless.
She felt extremely humiliated, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Liang Yuzhou, I'm a human being, not a toy for you to vent your anger on!"
He kept saying that he would make her his main wife, but he treated her so disgracefully and without any dignity.
The desire in Liang Yuzhou's eyes faded a lot.
He helped her tidy up her clothes and returned to being the cold and aloof man.
"Song Wanchu, you're mine. You'd better not even think about some things."
Song Wanchu stubbornly turned her head away, with her back to him, silently shedding tears.
Liang Yuzhou stayed at Shuiyunju for the whole night.
He didn't forget Shen Yuhe's instructions. Wanchu's body was not suitable for making love at present.
He held her in his arms and didn't let go all night.
Early the next morning, he originally planned to go with Song Wanchu to pay respects to the old lady.
But the old duke had something to do and called him away.
Song Wanchu planned to ask the old lady for the release letter for concubines today. This was the perfect opportunity with him gone.
When she walked out of Shuiyunju, she saw a purple-clad woman standing in front of her door.
She was in her twenties, with a pair of heroic thick eyebrows and bright eyes like the moon.
Seeing her, the woman knelt down respectfully.
"Your humble servant, Yaoguang, is ordered by the Second Master to serve the mistress."
Song Wanchu had learned martial arts, although not very proficiently. But she could tell at a glance that this maid was not an ordinary tea-serving maid.
She had martial arts skills, and her lightness kung fu was quite good.
"I don't need anyone to serve me. You can go back."
Yaoguang knelt on the ground without moving. "The Second Master ordered me to protect the mistress's safety and prevent anyone with ill intentions from approaching her."
Song Wanchu sneered. Liang Yuzhou wasn't protecting her safety at all. He clearly wanted to keep an eye on her!