Wife, Don't Be Like This!

Chapter 113 - Lusting After Her Body

Three green hats. Song Yan helped Song Hongtao take off two of them, but straightened the last one.

Wang Qingshan could be considered his informant, but just one Wang Qingshan was still a bit insufficient. Just like the news of Song An's return, Wang Qingshan's side had been unable to find out anything.

And sometimes, pillow talk is still very useful.

Therefore, Song Yan was preparing to cultivate Lin Xiangwan into his second informant. And this secret was enough to have a hold over Lin Xiangwan until Song Hongtao died.

The reason he chose Lin Xiangwan and not Zhang-shi or Zhao-shi was, on one hand, that Lin Xiangwan was very smart.

A smart person knows what kind of choice is more beneficial to them. A smart person will not rashly try some self-righteous things. Although it was just a simple contact, it was enough for Song Yan to judge that Zhang-shi and Zhao-shi didn't have much depth. Once they felt they were capable again, who knows what kind of trouble they would stir up.

On the other hand, Lin Xiangwan was more favored and knew better how to please Song Hongtao.

The atmosphere in the study had originally been suppressed to a freezing point.

Besides their instinctual heartbeats, even the sound of breathing had completely disappeared. The remaining five concubines were all as silent as winter cicadas. Even if they hadn't done anything wrong, they were still worried they would meet the same end as Concubine Zhao and Concubine Zhang.

Lin Xiangwan's scalp was even more numb.

Even Song Hongtao was subconsciously gripping the armrests.

If the one in Lin Xiangwan's belly was also not his seed, he might go mad.

But following these words from Song Yan, the original tension instantly melted like snow meeting a fierce fire. One could hear a series of long sighs of relief.

A flush also appeared on the faces of the five women.

Song Hongtao's body trembled slightly, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

Thank goodness, thank goodness. At least one child is mine.

His originally cruel and oppressive eyes also became gentle.

As for Lin Xiangwan, she forced the corners of her mouth into an extremely stiff smile.

Heaven knows what she had felt in those few short breaths. Her whole person was like she had fallen from a mountain peak, as if she could be torn to pieces at any moment.

That kind of fear, she never wanted to experience it a second time in this life.

Her body moved a little, and only then did Lin Xiangwan realize that her entire body was soaked in cold sweat. Her clothes were damp and stuck to her body, which was very uncomfortable.

It's just that, at the same time as she calmed down, a doubt also welled up in her heart.

Although she wasn't as exaggerated as Concubine Zhao, she wasn't much better off than Concubine Zhang. Since Song Yan could see through Concubine Zhang, he could definitely see through her as well.

Then why hadn't he exposed her?

And what was the meaning of that smile he gave her before?

Could it be that the Ninth Young Master wanted to get something from her?

Lin Xiangwan's mind was very active. She knew that Song Yan had a hold over her, and from now on she would be constrained by him. But there might not be no chance to break free. Song Yan would definitely seek her out for a deal. If she could know Song Yan's purpose in advance, she wouldn't be too passive in the transaction.

It's just that Lin Xiangwan really couldn't think of what bargaining chips she had.

She was just a woman from an ordinary merchant's family.

As for money, she had some, but not much.

As for power, that's not even worth mentioning.

Deliberately holding this leverage to control me, what use does that have for Song Yan?

The only thing of value, perhaps, is... Could it be that Song Yan is lusting after her body?

I've heard that some people's hobbies are a bit special, and they are extremely interested in pregnant women. Could it be that Song Yan is that kind of pervert?

And Song Yan is a live-in son-in-law, and his wife has consumption, so at least for now, they can't consummate the marriage. And he can't go to places like brothels. So he's targeted me?

Although she felt that this guess was a bit too outrageous, it also seemed to be the most likely situation at present.

Lin Xiangwan's brow furrowed. She was Song Hongtao's concubine. To serve him (Song Yan) as well, wouldn't that be a violation of ethics and principles?

But if Song Yan were to threaten her, she was afraid she would have to agree even if she didn't want to.

Just as Lin Xiangwan's thoughts were running wild, Song Yan's voice sounded again.

"Did Father call me over tonight just to have me diagnose the few concubines?"

"If so, I can just come often in the future."

Please don't... Two people die with one visit. If you come two more times, won't I owe you a life?

Song Hongtao, however, tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to chuckle. But thinking of the two green hats on his head, in the end, he couldn't laugh.

"Of course, there is another matter."

"Old Master, it's getting late. I and my sisters will go back to rest now," Lin Xiangwan smiled and said in a gentle voice.

She was indeed a very sensible person; no wonder she made Song Hongtao fond of her. After the few concubines left, the study for a moment seemed a little empty.

Song Hongtao seemed to be still hesitating. But after a brief pause, he finally sighed, turned around, and fumbled on the bookshelf. After a long while, he finally pulled out a dusty, thread-bound book.

The pages were yellowed; it seemed to have been around for some years.

Song Hongtao sighed, his eyes looking a little complex.

He did not immediately hand the thread-bound book in his hand to Song Yan. After a few breaths, he finally spoke slowly:

"Yan'er should know that the Duke's mansion was once very... very powerful."

Song Yan nodded.

To put it simply, his ancestors were once great.

The vast family business of the Duke's mansion was actually built up by the Old Duke Song himself. The Old Duke was a ruthless character who had conquered the world with the founding Taizu of Ning.

There was even a great feat where, when Taizu's family was captured, he charged into the heavy encirclement on a single horse, tied Taizu's young son to his chest, and fought his way in and out seven times while surrounded by enemies.

Seeing the Old Duke Song covered in blood, his back full of arrows, while the young son in his arms was safe and sound, Emperor Taizu shed tears like rain. He fiercely threw the young son to the ground, scolding:

"For the sake of you, this child, I almost lost a beloved general!"

When he first learned of this piece of history, Song Yan was a little dumbfounded. He almost thought that the Old Duke Song was the reincarnation of Zhao Zilong.

After the Ning Kingdom was established, the Old Duke Song commanded the wind and clouds in the imperial court. At that time, the Song family could no longer be described as just 'illustrious'. It is said that when the Old Duke went to court, he was specially permitted to wear armor and carry a sword.

But in his old age, he always hoped for his fallen leaves to return to their roots. Although Emperor Taizu was reluctant to see his old brother-in-arms leave, he couldn't bear to refuse his old brother's final request. He granted permission to change the Old Duke's fief to Ningping and bestowed countless gold, silver, and jewels, showering him with favor.

By the time Taizong ascended the throne, the Old Duke had already passed away. But in gratitude for the Old Duke's life-saving grace, he also took great care of the Song clan members.

The talented members of the Song clan mostly held important posts in the court. Even the mediocre ones who achieved nothing would be arranged an idle position to guarantee a lifetime of glory and wealth.

It's just that now, six or seven generations of emperors had already passed. The merits were still there, but the emotional connection had faded. Thɪs chapter is updated by N0veI.Fiɾe.net

And the descendants of the Duke's mansion were worse with each generation. The gradual decline was ultimately unavoidable.

Actually, this could be considered a very normal thing. The Duke's mansion was not one of those great aristocratic families and did not have such a deep foundation. If a few prodigal sons appeared from time to time, it would become a bit unbearable.

The Duke's mansion was considered military nobility. If it continued to develop like this, in a few more decades, I'm afraid it would have only the empty title of a Duke.

It was only in Song Hongtao's generation that he had a younger brother, Song Jincheng, who abandoned the martial path for the literary one, rose rapidly in officialdom, and now holds the position of a Minister, who could be called high-ranking and powerful.

In addition, there was the Qilin Son, Song Zhe, and the third son, Song Jing, who had made considerable achievements in the army. This finally allowed Song Hongtao to see some hope for the family's revival.

But who could have thought that his Minister brother would put seven hats on Song Hongtao's head.

And the Qilin Son, Song Zhe, and the third son, Song Jing, were also not his biological sons.

In that case, even if the Song family were to be revived, what would it have to do with him?

The truly capable Song Yan, although there was a high probability he was his biological son, had been married out to be a live-in son-in-law. And because of a few instigating words from Song An, he had been avoiding him for a long time. He was afraid that an estrangement had already formed between him and Song Yan.

Lin Xiangwan was right. This relationship had to be properly mended.

As for how to mend it, that would be the thing in his hand.

Song Yan's gaze also fell on that book. On it, he saw several large, flamboyant characters:

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