Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 352 Fang Lingyu's Scheme (1)

(The words were deleted, you know why...)
Song Yan thought the poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers - Fragrance of Candlelight" was actually quite good, but unfortunately Luo Tianxuan didn't like it very much. She even pinched Song Yan's waist and gently squeezed it, laughing and scolding her husband for being truly shameless.

Of course, they were also reluctant to use their full strength.

The afterglow lingered, a blush graced her charming face, and a few strands of hair were damp with sweat. Her original purity and elegance were now tinged with a touch of disheveled allure.

With her arm around Luo Tianxuan's rounded shoulders, she rested her head against Song Yan's chest, listening to his strong, powerful heartbeat. For Luo Tianxuan, this warmth was pure bliss.

"Why push Ziyu to my side?" Song Yan blinked. "I already have enough women around me. If there's no need, then let's just cure the poison in Ziyu's body."

He finally asked about it.

Suddenly a woman was delivered to him. Although she was quite beautiful, he was still quite startled.

“I know about your physical condition,” Song Yan said.

Luo Tianxuan, who was standing on her chest, looked somewhat panicked.

Song Yan was somewhat helpless. She was clearly a grandmaster-level expert, someone who could roam freely throughout the Central Plains, yet she was flustered over such a trivial matter... He stroked Luo Tianxuan's long hair and asked, "What exactly are you worried about? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would abandon you just because you can't have children?"

As someone who transmigrated from the 21st century, Song Yan lived during a time when the practice of accepting excessive dowries, marital rape, and three-year prison sentences was escalating. Being a frequent internet user, Song Yan wasn't particularly concerned about marriage, especially children.

For him, not having children might make things a little easier and more carefree.

In fact, Luo Tianxuan did have such thoughts. After all, there were seven grounds for divorce in this era: disobedience to parents, childlessness, adultery, jealousy, gossip, theft, and serious illness. Although Luo Tianxuan was a princess, he had been influenced by the ideas of this era for many years. In his eyes, childlessness was second only to disobedience to parents among the seven grounds for divorce, so being abandoned was normal.

Of course, she couldn't admit it in front of her husband, so Luo Tianxuan quickly shook her head, her hair brushing against her chest, making her feel a little itchy...

"How could I see my husband like that?" Luo Tianxuan pursed her lips. "It's just that I am your wife, but I have been unable to bear you any children. I feel somewhat indebted to you."

"What's this talk of owing or owing? It's too early to talk about children." Song Yan chuckled. "I haven't even come of age yet, and Ningguo isn't very peaceful right now, so it's not appropriate to have children. Besides, have you forgotten what I do?"

"Although your body is weak, if you take good care of yourself, you may still have a chance to conceive our child in the future."

So, don't think about those unnecessary things.

Luo Tianxuan nodded obediently.

"About the purple jade..."

"Not a single bit can be put in."

"Why is that?" Song Yan asked, somewhat surprised.

"Because Ziyu was sold to me by her master."

Upon hearing this, Song Yan felt quite sorry for Zi Yu.

A beautiful young woman, and the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, was first inexplicably poisoned by Luo Tianxuan and Hua Lianyue, leaving her life in the hands of others, and she was even forced to have a child with a man she had just met.

Now even her master has sold her out; there's probably no one more pitiful than Ziyu in this world.

"How much did it cost?"

“No money…”

Song Yan was speechless, and even more pitiful.

"It seems that the Hehuan Sect has offended a formidable expert. In the coming days, the expert will likely come to cause trouble. The Hehuan Sect cannot handle it, so they hope that I will help them. The reward is purple jade."

Inside the bedroom, the sound of the two talking quietly could be heard.

Amidst their whispered sweet nothings, passion stirred once more. Their eyes met, each revealing the deep tenderness in the other's gaze. Their lips drew ever closer, and before they knew it, their bodies were intertwined once more.

While the spring breeze warmed the tents here, it was a hardship for Luo Tianyi and Ziyu, who lived next door.

The two women had finally calmed down and were about to go to sleep, but the peace didn't last long before a familiar voice entered their ears again, stirring their calm hearts once more.

That night, some people felt like they were newly married after a short separation.

That night, some people tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

That night, the poem "Green Jade Table - Lantern Festival" resounded throughout every corner of Dongling City.

That night, outside the Eastern Mausoleum, the residence of a commander of the Imperial Guards was found to be filled with blood; the heads of three men were piled up into a small mound of skulls.

When Song Yan opened her eyes again, it was already the morning of the next day.

The beauty beside him was nowhere to be seen; only some long, black hair remained on the pillow.

Last night, Song Yan had asked Luo Tianxuan if she wanted to make a public appearance, but Luo Tianxuan refused. In her words, there were simply too many people in Dongling City who wanted to harm her husband. If she made a public appearance, some people might not dare to act rashly because of her status and strength, and even those who were full of murderous intent would probably lie low... Hidden vipers are far more terrifying than jackals that jump out.

These people need to be dealt with eventually.

Although Song Yan tried to persuade Luo Tianxuan that she didn't need to work so hard and that sometimes it was okay to rest, Luo Tianxuan had her own principles, and Song Yan couldn't change them.

After washing up, creaking sounds came from the bedrooms on both sides. It turned out that Ziyu and Luo Tianyi came out of the bedroom at the same time. Both of them looked tired, with dark circles under their eyes, and looked sleepy. Song Yan didn't think much of it. After all, some people are not used to sleeping in unfamiliar beds, and it is normal to toss and turn when suddenly moved to an unfamiliar place.

Their eyes met unexpectedly. In that instant, a faint crackling sound could be heard, like sparks flying when their gazes collided.

Nakhtoya stayed obediently in the Fang residence, not going anywhere... She envied the hustle and bustle of the Lantern Festival. She was a lively person, but also intelligent. Last night, she had wanted to experience the prosperity of Dongling City, but since Song Yan hadn't returned, she wouldn't act rashly. Around mid-morning, the eunuch delivering the imperial decree arrived.

The young eunuch had actually come yesterday, but he waited at the Fang family's house until dark without seeing Song Yan return, so he had to make another trip today. The emperor's edicts are supreme, and whenever an edict is issued, everyone burns incense and bathes in advance, bringing their whole family to respectfully receive it. After receiving the edict, it is placed in the ancestral hall for worship. It is absolutely the first time that an edict has to wait for someone like Song Yan.

Unfortunately, the little eunuch didn't dare to say anything.

As for the content of the imperial edict, it was probably just the things that had been discussed in the court.

Nahetuya was granted a Ningguo citizenship, and a marriage was arranged between Song Yan and Nahetuya. The wedding date was to be arranged independently, as long as it occurred within the year. In addition, Song Yan received a marquis's court robes, a marquis's mansion, and thirty maids, all selected from the palace. This so-called marquis's mansion was originally the residence of the Eldest Princess. Since Luo Yuheng left Dongling, the Eldest Princess's mansion had been reclaimed by the royal family and remained vacant until now. Over the years, the mansion had fallen into disrepair, but the Ministry of Works was currently arranging for cleaning and repairs, and it should be ready for occupancy in about three to five days.

Nakhtoya was very happy; her eyes were red after hearing the contents of the imperial edict.

She was, after all, of a different race.

Although Song Yan had protected her before, the maids and servants of the Fang family did not dare to do anything to her openly, but they still looked at her with some strange eyes. Occasionally, some maids could be seen whispering something in private, and they would run away in a hurry when they saw her.

Even without hearing the specifics, Nakhtoya could guess it wasn't anything good. Whenever such things happened, Nakhtoya felt a pang of sadness. But now, with the imperial edict issued by the Emperor of Ningguo, her identity was definitively established, and from then on, no one would dare look down on her or ostracize her because of her foreign origins.

The Lantern Festival lasts for three days, on the 15th, 16th, and 17th of the first lunar month. However, the next two days are inevitably less vibrant than the 15th. There are fewer visits, social engagements, poetry gatherings, lantern displays, and tea parties. Everything around is gradually losing its lively atmosphere and returning to ordinary daily life.

These past two days, Song Yan has been spending time with Nahetuya, Luo Tianyi, and Ziyu. Nahetuya is very happy. She bought a lot of Ningguo clothes from the clothing store, probably to have a complete makeover. Every time she leaves empty-handed, she comes home with bags full of things.

It seems that Luo Tianyi and Ziyu had a conflict somewhere, unbeknownst to Song Yan. Although they acted together every day, the atmosphere between them was incredibly tense. Caught in the middle, Song Yan felt extremely uncomfortable and took some time to privately ask them about it.
When asked about Ziyu, Ziyu just rolled her eyes at him with disdain, as if he were some heinous scumbag.

When asked about Luo Tianyi, he simply snorted and turned away, refusing to even acknowledge him, as if he had become something filthy.

The two women's attitudes left Song Yan puzzled, but he was a carefree person and simply ignored it. He figured it wasn't some irreconcilable feud and it would be fine in a few days.

The speed at which "Qing Yu An: Yuan Xi" spread was immeasurable. Walking through the streets of Dongling City, whenever one passed teahouses, taverns, brothels, or entertainment venues, one could hear people discussing this poem. Some even praised it as the best poem in the world.

Whenever I hear these words from Song Yan, I feel a little strange. This world has no Cao Zhi, no Li Bai, no Du Fu, no Su Dongpo, no Liu Yong, and other great figures. Although the culture is brilliant, it is still much dimmer than the world of my previous life. If I had been influenced by these great figures, how could I have become so exaggerated?

There was also more discussion about Song Yan.

When Linjiangxian was first published, there were still some voices in Ningguo saying that Song Yan had plagiarized. How could a live-in son-in-law and an unpopular illegitimate son write such beautiful words? However, after the poem Taoqian Shenchu ​​spread, the plagiarism accusations subsided considerably; now, the accusations of plagiarism have completely disappeared.

Xue Yu, one of the four great talents of Dongling, tore up the manuscript of "Qingyu'an: Yuanxi" and vowed to stop writing poetry from then on, which added a mysterious color to the poem. Some people even attributed the title of the number one talent of Ningguo to Song Yan.

As Song Yan's fame grew, more and more of his past was exposed: the Jingguan Maniac, the Blood-Handed Butcher, the Champion Marquis... Upon arriving in Dongling, he beheaded Zhao Feng and his mother that very night because Zhao Feng offended him, along with two maids who also died unjustly. Their heads were used to build a Jingguan. Guo Sheng, the commander of the Imperial Guards who cooperated with Zhao Feng, and his entire family of three were wiped out and their heads were also used to build a Jingguan...

This is simply extreme vindictiveness; revenge is taken without delay.

On one side is Ningguo's most talented scholar.

On one side is a ruthless butcher.

While it's true that talented people often have eccentric temperaments, isn't Zhu Jingguan's temperament a bit too strange?

Thus, without Song Yan's knowledge, he acquired another nickname—the Deadly Scholar.

As for whether the "Deadly Scholar" already existed in the martial arts world, those who were interested in such matters didn't care. Among them, the Four Young Masters of Dongling, led by Luo Jingxuan, played a significant role.

Those who had offended Song Yan were terrified, especially the more than one hundred censors from the Censorate. They knew Song Yan was ruthless and had thought his temper would be somewhat tempered in Dongling, but who knew he would kill someone that very night. For the three days of the Lantern Festival, these censors lived in constant fear. They didn't even leave their doors. In just two or three days, they all became noticeably haggard. Many censors even lived together, gathering their guards in one place, patrolling day and night. At the slightest sign of trouble, they worried that Song Yan might be coming to claim their lives.

But this couldn't go on forever; mental exhaustion could be fatal. So some censors got together and discussed whether they should send Song Yan some gifts to see if they could get rid of the impeachment against him in court. Then they sent someone to find out what Song Yan liked.

A little inquiry revealed the answer: money and women.

He seemed to be just an ordinary man, but... Song Yan's taste in women was somewhat unusual. He preferred older women. Many of these governors had daughters, but most of the older ones were already married, and Song Yan didn't find any of the fifteen or sixteen-year-olds attractive. For a time, these governors were quite tormented, some even considering going to their sons-in-law's homes to see if they could get a divorce...

This is probably what they mean by "some are happy, some are sad."

Among those who were sorrowful was a woman.

That was... Fang Lingyu.

Despite it being the Lantern Festival, Fang Lingyu was in a terrible mood.

The baby in her belly is already two months old. Although she is slender and it is not particularly obvious now, her belly will grow very fast in the future. Once the premarital pregnancy is discovered, given her grandfather Fang De's personality, she may be drowned in a pig cage.

The plan had been perfect. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, after Song Yan returned to the Fang residence from court, she would arrange for a maid to call her to the garden. At that time, she would pull open her collar and pounce on Song Yan. Her mother would then lead her father through the garden and, by sheer coincidence, witness this scene.

By then, even if Song Yan was unwilling, he would have no choice but to marry her. With her methods, she could get rid of Luo Tianxuan, a sickly man, sooner or later, and the position of the main wife would be hers. Although she was somewhat unwilling to marry Song Yan, a peasant, Fang Lingyu believed that this was the best choice for her.

As for no bleeding on the wedding night? Simple, just get some pigeon blood. As for giving birth after eight months? Easy, just say it was premature. A peasant wouldn't know anything about these things.

The plan was good, but serious problems arose during its execution.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Song Yan did not return to the Fang family at all.

On the sixteenth and seventeenth of the first lunar month, he spent his time strolling around Dongling City with the three women, giving Fang Lingyu no chance to make a move. This was extremely agonizing for Fang Lingyu. This couldn't go on; the Marquis of Champion's mansion was almost finished being cleared. Once Song Yan left the Fang residence, there would be no chance to carry out this plan.

Tormented by inner turmoil, Fang Lingyu could no longer control herself and abruptly stood up, her face grim, only her wide eyes radiating intense madness.

Tonight, I have to give it my all.

(End of this chapter)