After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 102 Yan Yueqing is disfigured
"Mrs. Yan."

Song Jiuxi suddenly stopped the person in front, and Mrs. Yan turned her head to look at her.

Such a person with a beautiful appearance and an indifferent temperament seems to be regarded as an exile from the world, untouched by the world.

And it's really hard to imagine a woman with such a temperament would have an affair with another man.But if Yan Shubai's father and Yan Yueqing's father were not the same person, then there might have been more than one affair.

But Song Jiuxi looked at the person in front of him, and the word "cheating" really didn't fit this person.

"Mrs. Yan." Song Jiuxi walked closer and called out again.

Mrs. Yan looked at her, and her indifferent eyes that seemed to belong to the world slowly revealed a little warmth.

"You can also call me mother."

Song Jiuxi was taken aback for a moment, thinking that she is now Mrs. Yan's daughter-in-law, and it is indeed right to call her mother.

"Mother." Song Jiuxi called obediently.

Mrs. Yan suddenly laughed and said, "If Jiang Jun knows that you call me mother, I don't know what he will think."

Song Jiuxi was surprised: "You know my mother?"

"It's more than acquaintance, your mother hates me very much."

Song Jiuxi: "Ah..."

Mrs. Yan continued: "Your mother said that I am a troublesome woman. If a woman like me is incapable, I don't know how to die."

Song Jiuxi didn't know that her mother's words were so vicious. The key point was that her mother offended her mother-in-law early on. What should I do?
Song Jiuxi also wanted to test Mrs. Yan's attitude towards Yan Shubai.

Could Mrs. Yan really be able to watch Yan Shubai die of poison?
"My mother just talked nonsense. She was pretty pretty herself, and she didn't know how she died in the end." Song Jiuxi could only feel sorry for his mother at this time.

Mrs. Yan froze for a moment, and said: "You are praising your mother, how did your mother die?"

Song Jiuxi said: "It is said that he died of poisoning, but maybe he died of illness."

Mrs. Yan was in a daze for a longer time this time, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. "You came to me because of Yan Shubai?"

Song Jiuxi paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, mother knows Taoist Master Baiyun, right?"

Mrs. Yan said flatly: "I will not interfere with their affairs."

Song Jiuxi suddenly felt angry: "Does mother know what's going on?"

"I don't need to know, I don't ask the world of mortals for a long time."

"Isn't that right, mother? If you haven't asked the world of mortals for a long time, why did you leave the Buddhist hall today?"

The nurse next to her couldn't stand it any longer, and asked, "Young Madam, why did you talk to Da Madam?"

Mrs. Yan waved her hand, and said indifferently: "You are really like your mother, just as aggressive." There are thorns all over her body, cutting people's lives, making people hate it.

"Since the mother has come out to see her daughter, why don't she also go to see her dying son, or the next time the mother comes out to see her son lying in the coffin."

After Song Jiuxi finished speaking, he felt that his tone was too aggressive.She took a deep breath to calm herself down.

If one simply appreciates it from the perspective of an outsider, the unsullied Mrs. Yan is so beautiful that she even wants to protect her from being contaminated by vulgar things.

But from Yan Shubai's point of view, she couldn't stand a mother who could watch her son die.

Mrs. Yan, who had not been out of the Buddhist hall for 13 years, came out when Yan Yueqing was about to get married.

This shows that Mrs. Yan is not without feelings for her children, so how could she ignore Yan Shubai's death.

"I won't go." Mrs. Yan said coldly, "But I have something to ask you to bring to him."

Song Jiuxi frowned: "Why don't you go and tell him yourself?"

Mrs. Yan said: "It's the same as you said, he understands what I mean."

Song Jiuxi waited for a while before asking, "What do you want to say?"

"Go back and tell Yan Shubai to let him move out of the Yan Mansion. The title of the Duke's Mansion has nothing to do with him in the future, and let him not think about what he shouldn't have."

Song Jiuxi laughed angrily, and said in a cold voice, "Yan Shubai won't care about the title of the duke."

"That's good."

Mrs. Yan nodded lightly, turned and left.

Song Jiuxi was so angry that she had never seen a mother who didn't care about her son's life or death.If she brought this back, what would Yan Shubai think.

The mother who hadn't seen him for 14 years told him not to think about the Duke's title as soon as he came out?
Aunt Qing came out with her before, seeing her so angry now, she suddenly smiled.

Song Jiuxi's eyes widened: "Aunt Qing, why are you still laughing?"

Aunt Qing said: "I'm not laughing at anything else, I just think that Miss will get angry uncontrollably when she encounters something related to my uncle."

Song Jiuxi calmed down a little, and asked, "Is there any?"

"Song Wenzhi has also ignored the lady all these years, but the lady is not so angry with Song Wenzhi, but why is it different now that it is a young master?"

Song Jiuxi frowned and said, "This is different."

Aunt Qing looked at Fu Cui beside her: "Why is it different? Fu Cui, what do you think?"

Fu Cui thought for a while and said earnestly: "Madam is usually very calm, and she is also very calm when encountering problems. It is rare that she can't control her anger like this."

Aunt Qing laughed, her lady has not figured it out yet.

If it was an unimportant person, how could the lady be so angry?

Song Jiuxi felt that Aunt Qing's eyes were weird. Could it be that she was too restless?

Thinking about it, she doesn't know much about Mrs. Yan's affairs with Yan Shubai, including the affairs of the Yan Mansion.She was just angry for Yan Shubai with her own emotions. Maybe there was something between Yan Shubai and Mrs. Yan that she didn't understand.

Song Jiuxi calmed down and prepared to go back to her yard.At this time, two servant girls suddenly ran out in panic, Song Jiuxi was taken aback, aren't these two servant girls from Kangrui Palace following Yan Yueqing?

Aunt Qing gave Fu Cui a look, Fu Cui hurried over to inquire.

When she came back, she said: "Ma'am, the young lady's face was scratched by the second young lady, and now everyone from Prince Kangrui's residence has come, saying that they want to make decisions for the young lady."

"Yan Yueqing is disfigured?" Song Jiuxi didn't expect it, but once she was disfigured, the little prince Kang Rui didn't know what to think.

Tomorrow is the day when they get married, can the young prince Kangrui welcome a disfigured woman?

It was this delicate beauty that Yan Yueqing won the heart of the little prince at the Huachao Festival. Now that she is disfigured, she might lose everything.

At this time, in the festively arranged room of the Yan Mansion, Yan Yueqing lay on the table and cried loudly.When the little prince Kangrui heard the news, he rode a horse and ran over. He didn't care about the fact that the bride and groom could not meet before the wedding.

The good wedding room is now in a mess, the tables and chairs are overturned, and the teapot and porcelain cups on the table are broken on the ground.

"Yueqing." As soon as the little prince came in and saw Yan Yueqing crying on the dressing table, his heart ached.

(End of this chapter)