Liang Yuzhou was a man who never showed his emotions. Even when confronting the princess, he remained calm and composed.
But now he was fuming, his chest heaving violently.
Song Wanchu cast a cold glance at him before shifting her gaze away.
"May I ask what I've done wrong to displease you, Second Master?"
Her feigned ignorance and nonchalant attitude only fueled Liang Yuzhou's anger.
He strode forward, grabbed Song Wanchu's arm, and tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her body close to his chest.
His eyes narrowed dangerously. "Has my wife been too considerate?"
When he returned to his study, he saw Xiwei and Siyuan waiting there in revealing attire. They had prepared a table of his favorite dishes, and even the tea was brewed to perfection.
No woman other than Song Wanchu had ever entered his study.
Even Yu Huiyan had only dared to speak to him at the study door since childhood.
Song Wanchu, his wife, knew his taboo well but still allowed two women to enter his study openly!
She had even made a mess of his study!
He felt that the entire study had been defiled!
The women had been driven away, and now seven or eight servants were cleaning the study from top to bottom, working vigorously.
He suspected that Song Wanchu had done it deliberately to anger him.
He had rushed back home, eager to share good news with her!
"It's my duty to arrange personal attendants for the Second Master," Song Wanchu replied, further infuriating Liang Yuzhou.
Her lips had never uttered a single word he wanted to hear!
Ultimately, she didn't love him, so she could calmly accept other women around him.
She had secretly taken away all her dowry and was eagerly waiting for the release letter from the old lady.
She had planned to leave him since she came to his side three years ago.
The corners of Liang Yuzhou's eyes were already red. He pinched Song Wanchu's chin and bit her lips fiercely.
His breath was so aggressive that Song Wanchu was trapped and had nowhere to escape.
She tried her best to remove Liang Yuzhou's hand from her waist, but his hand seemed to be fused with her body. She was too weak to break free.
"Let go, Liang Yuzhou. Let go of me!"
Song Wanchu struggled violently, pounding on his chest. "If you're angry, go and vent your anger on those two beauties. I'm sure they'd be happy to serve you!"
Her words provoked Liang Yuzhou to be even more rough. She was pressed onto the small couch by the window, and her skirt was slowly lifted.
She was like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of Liang Yuzhou.
The air in her chest was almost taken away by him. She was like an angry kitten, biting his lower lip fiercely in counterattack.
The mouths of both of them were filled with the smell of blood.
"What are you doing, Liang Yuzhou?"
Song Wanchu gasped and mocked, "You're not happy about the concubines I arranged for you. People might think you have a special preference for me."
Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
It had never been her who was favored by Liang Yuzhou.
Liang Yuzhou seemed to be hurt by her thorns. His heart was filled with a bitter and numb feeling.
He wiped the bloodstain from Song Wanchu's lips with his finger and sneered, "Who saved you from the princess's poison? So soon you've switched sides and joined the princess?"
Song Wanchu laughed, and tears rolled down her cheeks. "I wish you hadn't saved me. At least my death could have bought my uncle's freedom!"
Liang Yuzhou's face turned terribly gloomy.
She didn't believe he could rescue Qi Yuanjun.
Didn't he have any credibility in her heart?
Their gazes locked in a silent standoff.
"Miss, there's a letter from the aunt. Uncle has been released from prison and is back home!"
Suyue was so excited that she forgot to knock and rushed in.
Seeing the passionate scene in the room, she quickly covered her eyes and backed out.
"Is it true?"
Song Wanchu's clothes were in a mess because of Liang Yuzhou, but she didn't care. She hurriedly got up and called Suyue in, asking, "When did it happen? How did Uncle suddenly clear his name?"
Suyue's face turned red with embarrassment. She averted her eyes and didn't look at the hickey on the miss's neck.
"It happened an hour ago," Liang Yuzhou answered for Suyue. "Shi Jingluo found out the princess's spy in the Ministry of Justice. After torturing him, he confessed everything about how he killed the servant who stole the key and how he burned the servant's confession.
The notice from the Ministry of Justice that you and your aunt received was also forged by him with Shi Jingluo's official seal."
"Did you help Lord Shi find the spy?"
Song Wanchu's look at Liang Yuzhou changed, and her tone became much softer.
The spy had been lurking in the Ministry of Justice for years, and even Shi Jingluo hadn't discovered him.
He must be a cautious and scheming person.
It was impossible to expose his flaws in just a few days.
But as soon as Liang Yuzhou took action, the spy's tail couldn't be hidden.
By doing this, he was once again confronting the princess head - on.
Song Wanchu had thought there was no hope for her uncle to be released from prison...
There was a more complex feeling in her eyes when she looked at Liang Yuzhou.
Liang Yuzhou's eyes clearly became more eager. Suyue was about to run away.
Song Wanchu avoided his gaze.
She couldn't describe the feeling in her heart now, and she didn't know how to face Liang Yuzhou.
It was his credit that her uncle had been released from prison. She was willing to show her gratitude, but she didn't want to please him with her body at this moment.
In her view, that kind of thing should happen naturally between a loving couple, not under coercion.
"Quickly prepare the carriage. I'm going to visit my uncle's house."
She called back Suyue, who had already reached the door.
"You ungrateful little thing," Liang Yuzhou murmured softly as he watched her fleeing back.
The Qi family's house was brightly lit and filled with the sound of firecrackers at night.
Red couplets to ward off bad luck were pasted on the door. Wen was standing at the door with a beaming face, directing the maids to distribute money to passers - by.
Baskets of copper coins were scattered on the street like rain.
Adults and children were busy picking up the money, uttering auspicious words. Wen's smile became even brighter.
It was as if the whole world was celebrating her uncle's release from prison.
"Wanchu, you're back?"
Wen was overjoyed to see Song Wanchu arriving at night.
"Come on, come with me quickly!"
She walked in a hurry. Song Wanchu laughed, "Slow down. We're not in a hurry to see Uncle."
The red lanterns illuminated the courtyard as bright as day.
When they reached the corridor, Song Wanchu suddenly heard a gentle and deep voice behind her.
"Wanchu."
Song Wanchu stopped in her tracks, and her heart began to race.
Behind her, steady footsteps approached slowly.
She turned around abruptly and saw the tall and slender man in front of her. Her eyes welled up with tears.
"Brother!"
Her brother was back!
Shi Luohan stood under the lamp. He still looked the same as in her memory, with a clear and upright face, exuding a natural sense of righteousness.
He stared at her intently, his black eyes shining.
There seemed to be a thousand words to say, but when it came to his lips, there was only a faint bitterness left.
"Wanchu, you've suffered a lot in these three years."
Song Wanchu's tears flowed uncontrollably.
She wished she could go back to being a carefree little girl and return to the days when she could ride on her brother's back and act coquettishly.
But now that she was a married woman, she could only keep a distance of three steps from her brother and abide by the rules of propriety.
"Brother, weren't you in the south of the Yangtze River? Why did you come back so soon?"
"I was escorting goods in Hengzhou. When I heard that Uncle was in trouble, I rushed to the capital. Fortunately, Uncle has been released from prison," Shi Luohan answered her question with a smile.
He had another more important purpose for coming to the capital.
To take Wanchu away.