Chapter 539 Extra Thank You Banquet (6)
Chapter 539 Extra Thank You Banquet (6)
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanfu's eyes instantly turned red, and a few tears fell. She said pitifully: "Brother Jingheng, I... I am not..."
"It's not what you think. I really like you and want to marry you."
"But, my second sister..."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, looking extremely aggrieved. "My second sister said...she said she also likes Brother Jingheng and doesn't want to enter the palace for the selection. She insisted that I give you to her, otherwise she would run into the house and die."
"My parents felt sorry for her after she suffered so much in the countryside for so many years, so they couldn't bear to send her to the palace..."
"I couldn't bear to see my sister commit suicide, so I had no choice but to give up my love and enter the palace in her place."
"Brother Jingheng...I'm sorry..."
Jiang Wanfu's tears fell more and more violently, and her voice became choked.
"It's all my fault..."
The beauty's aggrieved look and tears, coupled with her words of righteousness and tolerance...
Everyone around was moved by what they saw, and they changed their previous contempt and disdain.
Some people even started to speak up for her because they couldn't stand it any more.
"Which second sister?"
"Well, who else could it be? Isn't it the Second Miss Jiang from the Prime Minister's Mansion who just returned from the countryside half a month ago?"
"By the way, how many legitimate daughters does the Jiang family have? Which one was granted marriage to Lord Xie?"
"Well, it can't be this Second Young Miss. I heard that she is extremely ugly and vulgar. It's not surprising that such a person would do something like snatching away the marriage of the eldest sister!"
"..."
"That's right! A country girl from the countryside actually dares to covet Young Marquis Xiao. She's really like a toad wanting to eat a swan—ahhhh..."
Before he finished speaking, a shrill scream was heard from the crowd. It was from the few people who had been screaming the loudest just now.
Xie Zhiyan threw away his sword, clenched his bony hands into fists, and attacked with his bare hands. In a short while, he knocked the man to the ground.
"boom!"
As the last punch landed, Xie Zhiyan slowly wiped his bloodied hands with a handkerchief, then threw the bloodstained handkerchief directly at the men...
His eyes were stern and his voice was as cold as ice: "Jiang Wantang, the second young lady of the Jiang family, is the wife I, Xie Zhiyan, have chosen!"
"To insult her is to insult me."
"If anyone dares to slander me again, I won't just fight with fists..."
"Everyone, do you understand?"
"Yes Yes Yes..."
Those people nodded randomly with terrified expressions, and fled away in such fear that they didn't even care that their shoes were lost.
This scene made the old father Xie Chong's lips twitch.
This was the first time he had seen his own arrogant son punch someone with his own fists...
So, he was actually serious?!
Does he know the girl? Why is he defending her like this?
Xie Chong couldn't figure out what he was doing.
Anyway, he didn't believe that his son, with his personality, would suddenly want to marry a girl he didn't know.
Seeing this, everyone present was confused and didn't understand what was going on.
I also can't understand what's wrong with the dignified Dali Temple Chief Justice today, who actually claims that an ugly country girl is his fiancée.
But after this bloody example, no one dared to say a word against Miss Jiang Er.
At this moment, Xiao Jingheng, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, had already held Jiang Wanfu, who was crying uncontrollably, in his arms and comforted her softly: "Fuer, don't cry..."
"I believe you!"
"This isn't your fault. If you want to blame someone, blame that person with bad intentions."
"You've been wronged..."
And Jiang Wanfu in his arms did have red eyes, but it was not entirely because of sadness, but because of jealousy.
When she heard Xie Zhiyan publicly declare that Jiang Wantang was his chosen wife, her protective attitude...
She was almost going crazy with jealousy.
That was Xie Zhiyan, the prince of Yong'an Marquisate. He was so young and handsome, and also a powerful and dignified Chief Justice of the Dali Temple. Whether it was his family background, status, power... he was definitely not comparable to a small marquis like Xiao Jingheng.
A person she didn't even dare to think about suddenly became a good thing for Jiang Wantang...
Why did she lose her eligibility to enter the palace, while a country girl like her managed to climb up the ladder of the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion?
She is not reconciled!
Jiang Wanfu was furious and her tears could not stop flowing...
Jamel Xiao wiped her tears with great distress.
Xie Zhiyan turned around and saw this scene of "love between man and woman". No matter how well-mannered he was, he was so angry that he laughed.
"Clap clap clap..."
He clapped his hands and sneered, "Young Marquis Xiao and Miss Jiang are truly a perfect match!"
"A man who wanted to enter the palace and climb up the social ladder failed, so he pretended to be innocent and put all the blame on his sister..."
"He is so blind that he can't even recognize his own bride."
"Tsk tsk, why don't you two deserve to be a couple?"
Xiao Jingheng was furious: "Xie Zhiyan, don't go too far!"
"You are the ones who are going too far!" Xie Zhiyan sneered.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanfu hurriedly explained herself: "Thank you, sir, for speaking with evidence."
"I don't know how my second sister managed to climb up to your high position and be so favored by you..."
"But everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask my second sister in the wedding sedan."
After she reminded them, everyone remembered the bride who had been staying in the wedding sedan and was extremely quiet.
So, everyone looked towards the wedding sedan.
However, at this moment, Jiang Wantang, who was publicly named in the wedding sedan, slightly raised the corners of his lips.
Jiang Wantang's eyes turned cold, and her fingertips stroked the twin lotus flowers embroidered with gold on her cuffs.
She knew Jiang Wanfu's plan better than anyone else - her good sister clearly wanted her to personally admit to the scandal of being married off in public.
It is good to maintain her reputation as a virtuous and generous person.
In order to highlight her own beauty and kindness, she deliberately put her down in front of so many people.
If she admitted it, she would become a laughing stock in the capital.
But if she doesn't recognize...
Jiang Wanfu suffered injustice and had her reputation tarnished. When she returned home, her parents would definitely not forgive her.
only...
And what about her cheap fiancé who suddenly appeared?!
It sounds like he should be a person who is much more powerful than her resentful brother-in-law.
Is this huge piece of pie that suddenly fell from the sky meant to kill her?
While I was thinking, someone lifted the red curtain of the sedan chair...
Then, another arm in black clothes appeared in front of her, slightly bent, inviting her to get out of the sedan chair with gentlemanly courtesy.
Jiang Wantang lowered his eyes and looked at her without moving.
Soon, the man's gentle voice sounded, and he said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, and no one will bully you."
Jiang Wantang's eyelashes trembled, and she reached out to lift the red wedding veil on her head. She raised her eyes and looked into the man's eyes filled with deep love, strong and hot.
When their eyes met, both of their pupils trembled violently.
For some reason, the way the man looked at her was too intense and affectionate, his deep pupils were full of affection, as if he wanted to suck her in and drown her in that tenderness.
However, when Xie Zhiyan first saw Jiang Wantang, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress and looked even more stunning with her heavy makeup, he had no time to restrain himself and even his soul trembled.
His heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of his body. The thumping sound sounded to him like a drum on the battlefield, stirring his soul and making his blood boil.
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