Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 290
"That lord wants to marry you, it's not easy for you now." Song Lian frowned.

"How could it be?" Shen Wenchen was taken aback for a moment, how could this inexplicably engage in finger marriage?

"The second prince has become a commoner now, and the dark party has been eradicated, but after all, some people can't act recklessly, they can only restrain them." Song Lian frowned when he said this.

At the beginning when the adult came over, he only thought that he had taken a fancy to Eleven and Twelve, but he didn't want to let his subordinates take root in Kyoto.

The second prince fell, and some people's minds became active again. Now it is better. Directly marrying those official ladies to his subordinates can weaken the power of each family, and second, it can make them People stayed in Kyoto and avoided many troubles.

"That can't be done, I've already offered the job." Shen Wenchen shook his head and refused.

He knew that Nannan had been worried that things would develop in the novel, so he didn't want to stay in the capital.

Now that Su Tao and Lu Fengyun are both in the capital, if they want to make a big difference, let them go. He just wants to go back to Yancheng to live a good life with his wife and children.

He's not going to be the villain who's out of his mind.

What's more, things in this life are developing much faster, even if he lives again, he may not be able to figure out the context.

"Wen Chen, what you said, can I change what the lord has decided?" Song Lian laughed angrily at Shen Wenchen's words.

Even if the grown-up wanted to chop off their necks, he would have to wash them first.

Shen Wenchen slumped on the chair with a look of decadence and frustration.

The emperor's order is hard to break, but he doesn't want to be a heartbreaker again.

"No, there must be a way." Shen Wenchen shook his head, thinking.

Song Lian felt funny seeing him so inexplicably, so he just joked aside.

"What else would you like to point you to a lady from a famous family?"

"If you don't believe me, I won't marry her." Shen Wenchen said firmly.

Seeing that he was serious, the smile on Song Lian's face faded: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore.

That adult had taken a fancy to you, but I told him about your situation, and he only asked twelve questions. "

Just as Shen Wenchen breathed a sigh of relief, he heard him say twelve again, and immediately looked up at him.

"Okay, okay, I know Twelve has a sweetheart, and the officials finally chose Eleven, so you can rest assured."

Song Lian took a sip of tea before putting down the cup in his hand.

"Really." Shen Wenchen sat upright, but thought about the eleventh day in his heart.

He said why the little girl he liked on Shishi was so slow to act, and only traveled half of Kyoto every day to eat two bowls of wontons.

It turned out that he knew about the marriage.

"Then I and Twelve are really all right?"

"It's okay, but the officials want you to come to the capital. Now that you have dealt with Yancheng, it's better to come to the capital to take up the post."

Song Lian said seriously.

"You should know that even though Yancheng is flourishing, it is not as good as the emperor's feet. You say you have a sweetheart, and at worst you bring your siblings to the capital. It's like being an unused city lord in Yancheng."

Shen Wenchen shook his head, he knew what Nan Zhi was worried about, and he would definitely not be willing to take her into this muddy water.

"All right, I won't make it difficult for you. But I'm a little curious about what kind of sweetheart you are, who can make you give up your bright future."

Song Lian frowned slightly, looking at Shen Wenchen with probing eyes.

A man should focus on his career. At the beginning, he would give up a great opportunity, but he could understand it.

But why now?
"With her there is a home." Shen Wenchen lowered his eyes, and his heart softened a little just thinking about Nan Zhi's appearance.

In the beginning, it may be because of guilt, guilt for what he did in the previous life. In the previous life, he was ignorant like a walking dead for dozens of years. When he woke up again, God gave him a chance.

He must not miss it.

He has enjoyed even the overwhelming wealth, but in the end he died alone. Although the situation has changed a bit in this life, Nan Nan is willing to accept him again, which makes him happy.

"Just say sour words." Song Lian waved his hands in disgust.

He has a wife and two concubines in his family. Although he is not at home all year round, the family is also harmonious. He does not understand Shen Wenchen's thoughts.

"Then why did the officials arrest me?"

"It's probably just a banquet for the courtiers. Relax." Patting Shen Wenchen on the shoulder, Song Lian continued to drink tea.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Shen Wenchen's heart relaxed a little.

"What about Lao Jiu and them?"

"Still in Beicheng, but I sent a letter back a few days ago, and it will arrive in less than two days."

"I haven't seen them for more than two years, and I don't know how they are doing now."

Shen Wenchen said a little disappointed.

I stayed in Yancheng for two years. Apart from taking care of official duties, I went to the dungeon to interrogate prisoners all day long, and sometimes I went to visit Zhiyu secretly at night.

Now that Nannan is back, he seems to be alive.

The two didn't say anything else, they just chatted about the daily life in detail.

While talking, Shen Wenchen suddenly asked: "Brother Song, do you know what kind of food is new in Kyoto?"

"New food?" Song Lian was taken aback for a moment, then said, "What kind of hot pot are you talking about?"

"Exactly."

Song Lian laughed and said: "Then all the hot pots are fake, it's unpalatable, why, you went too?"

"I did, but I've heard people say that this hot pot came from the palace?"

Shen Wenchen lowered his voice a little.

Song Lian glanced at him, then nodded slightly.

Shen Wenchen's heart sank slightly, and he continued to inquire: "Brother Song, do you know where those sweet potatoes and potatoes come from?"

The smile on Song Lian's face gradually disappeared, and he only looked at Shen Wenchen inquiringly.

"What do you ask for this?"

"I heard many rumors outside that these sweet potatoes and potatoes came from the palace." Shen Wenchen didn't have a trace of fear on his face, he just looked straight into Song Lian's eyes.

Song Lian glanced at him suspiciously, then sighed and said, "I won't hide from you anymore, those sweet potatoes were brought by a woman five years ago."

"Then where is she now?"

"Be a concubine in the palace. This hot pot is also her idea, but it's not the shop she opened. She is a very powerful woman."

Thinking of the woman's appearance, Song Lian looked a little dazed. At the beginning, he went hunting with the official family, but he met her in the mountains.

The red dress was particularly eye-catching, and it only made them lose their souls.

"Brother Song, what are you?"

Song Lian came back to his senses, smiled and waved his hands: "It's all in the past, now potatoes and sweet potatoes have saved so many people, why bother to pursue their origins."

Knowing that the woman might be a time traveler, Shen Wenchen only remembered it in his heart.

In the previous life, there were no potatoes and sweet potatoes, and people were starving everywhere due to natural and man-made disasters.

Now that he knows, there are Nan Nan, Su Tao, Lu Fengyun and this concubine, if Bao Buqi will get another one, he should pay more attention.

(End of this chapter)