Chapter 37 Ruining Song Mingzhu's Marriage

Song Shiwei looked at the sky which was about to get dark and remembered that something similar had happened in her previous life.

She sneered and said, "My sister loves to do this kind of thing the most."

In her previous life, she came to visit her father at home. Her father asked her to stay for a while to talk alone. Shortly after she left, her carriage broke down on the way.

It was already dark by then, so Song Shiwei had to walk back at night and even encountered drunken hooligans on the way.

Fortunately, she met Xiao Jingheng, who gave her a ride.

It was this accident that made Shen Linchuan discover Xiao Jingheng's special care for her, which led to the drunken rape at the banquet later.

All of this stems from Song Mingzhu's jealousy. In her opinion, she is the only lady of the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion who can enjoy her father's favor.

Perhaps it was because Zhou was beaten by Uncle Cheng En, or perhaps it was because Uncle Cheng En came to see her and talked to her for a while, so Song Mingzhu could no longer sit still.

"They are so deceptive!"

Jingque was furious. She thought the young lady was just unpopular in the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion, but she didn't expect that she was so miserable.

The biological mother was killed by her father, the property of her mother's family was seized, the stepmother interfered and wanted the young lady to be divorced by the Shen family, and the younger sister secretly did something bad.

There is not a single good person in this family, they are all rotten.

Song Shiwei patted Jingque's hand and comforted her: "Okay, don't be angry. People like her will get their comeuppance sooner or later."

Jingque just felt sorry for their young lady. She was such a good person, but fate was so unfair to her.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a crisp ringing sound behind me.

Song Shiwei turned around and saw a luxurious carriage slowly approaching them.

Because Song Shiwei's carriage was parked in the middle of the road, blocking their way.

The carriage stopped.

Although it was a little dark at night, Song Shiwei still saw the sign hanging in front of the carriage, which read "Yongning Marquis Mansion".

She raised her eyebrows. What a coincidence that she ran into the Yongning Marquis Mansion where he was going to discuss marriage with Song Mingzhu.

The driver saw that Song Shiwei's carriage was blocking the road, so he urged, "Get out of the way, don't block our young master's way."

When Song Shiwei heard that the person in the car was the prince of Yongning Marquis's Mansion, her eyes lit up and a faint smile appeared at the corners of her lips.

She walked over and said softly, “Excuse me, I’m the young lady of the Cheng’en Marquis’s Mansion.

My carriage broke down on the road and I can't go any further. Could you please give me a ride, Prince?"

The man in the car reached out and opened the curtain. He looked at Song Shiwei with his sharp eagle-like eyes and asked, "Are you the eldest daughter of the Cheng En Marquis's Mansion?"

The Cheng'en Marquis' Mansion had long intended to form a marriage alliance with their Yongning Marquis' Mansion.

He had seen Miss Song Mingzhu from the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion, but the woman in front of him was obviously wearing a woman's bun. She must be the eldest Miss Song who married into the Shen family.

There have been a lot of rumors about her in Beijing recently.

Song Shiwei knelt slightly and saluted: "My name is Song Shiwei."

Gu Yucheng snorted and asked in a cold voice, "Miss Song is already married. You knew that this was my carriage, but you still dared to stop it. Don't you think this is frivolous and impolite?"

If there was a woman in the carriage, there would be nothing wrong with Song Shiwei stopping the carriage, but if it was a man, it would be against etiquette.

He is the eldest son of the Yongning Marquisate and is riding in the same car with a married woman. If this were to get out, who knows what kind of rumors would be made up.

Song Shiwei frowned and said, "Isn't it against the rules for me to stop my brother-in-law's carriage?"

Gu Yucheng's face changed when he heard this, and he asked, "Who is your brother-in-law?"

Song Shiwei pretended to be surprised: "Isn't it the prince?

My sister said that she and you are going to discuss marriage, and once the marriage is completed, we will be a family, and you will be my brother-in-law."

Gu Yucheng's eyes were heavy, the marriage hadn't even started yet, but Lord Cheng En had already considered him as a perfect son-in-law?

He said with a dark face: "Hasn't this marriage been discussed yet?"

Song Shiwei said: "But from what I heard from my sister, this marriage has already been decided.

She considers herself the Crown Prince's wife, and I thought you two had already decided on your feelings for each other privately.

Otherwise, I would not have been so abrupt in stopping your carriage, Your Highness."

Gu Yucheng's face became increasingly gloomy. He had no idea that Song Mingzhu had actually already thought of him as the Crown Prince's wife.

How could she, a woman from a merchant family, be worthy of it?

He was furious when he heard Song Shiwei say, "I'm so sorry that I didn't understand clearly and misunderstood you, Your Highness. Please forgive me."

Gu Yucheng took a deep breath. He was not satisfied with this marriage in the first place, and now it seemed there was no need to consider it anymore.

He lowered the curtain and without saying a word, asked the coachman to drive the carriage away.

Song Shiwei was in a good mood as she watched the carriage disappear on the street.

Jingque was very shocked by Song Shiwei's mind.

With just a few words, she sowed discord between the Cheng'en Marquis' Mansion and the Yongning Marquis' Mansion. I'm afraid this marriage will not take place.

She asked, "Miss, will Prince Gu refuse this marriage?"

Song Shiwei shrugged: "How could a man of his noble status and pride be interested in Song Mingzhu?

When the Yongning Marquis' Mansion and the Cheng'en Earl's Mansion were discussing marriage, what they were interested in was nothing more than the Cheng'en Earl's Mansion's wealth.

But to obtain these riches, marriage is not necessary."

Zhu Qing asked, "How can we get it without marriage?"

"Search the house and destroy the whole family!"

Song Shiwei said it very easily, and this was also the way out she had thought of for the Cheng'en Marquis' Mansion.

She would definitely send them to the guillotine herself.

Zhu Qing widened his eyes, looking surprised.

Just then, another carriage stopped, and a man's clear and pleasant laughter came from the carriage: "Miss Song is really ambitious."

Song Shiwei looked back at the man's face in the night and couldn't help but complain: "Why is it you again?"

Jamel Xiao said seriously: “Maybe this is called fate!”

Song Shiwei's lips twitched. What a bullshit fate. It's obviously a haunting.

Without waiting for Xiao Jingheng to invite her, she jumped onto the carriage road and said, "Since I'm here, please send me back, Your Majesty."

Xiao Jingheng smiled, his eyes full of joy.

Just now he followed Gu Yucheng's carriage, fearing that she would get on it.

Fortunately, she just wanted to disgust Gu Yucheng and ruin the marriage between the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion and the Yongning Marquis's Mansion.

Song Shiwei asked him: "Why is the prince here? Didn't you leave a long time ago?"

In fact, Xiao Jingheng had never left. After leaving Wutong Courtyard, he also went to Minghua Hall and heard the dispute and conversation between Cheng Enbo and Zhou.

It's just that the bird accidentally made a noise. In order to prevent Cheng Enbo from suspecting Song Shiwei, he disguised himself as an assassin to attract Cheng Enbo's attention.

After leaving the Cheng'en Marquis' Mansion, he had been waiting for Song Shiwei to come out.

After watching her get on the carriage and leave, he followed her from a distance.

He wanted to comfort her, but was afraid that she would be annoyed by him.

I never thought that one day he could be so humble in front of her.