CHAPTER 3

Song Yuanzhi cursed a thousand times in her heart. This trend… could it be that the imprisonment plot has started in advance? That would be really screwed. According to the original plot, Xuanyuan Yu imprisoned the original owner in a remote courtyard. Not only was it in the suburbs, but there were also mountains behind it. There were also servants guarding the courtyard. The original owner was weak and delicate. Even if she was unwilling, how could she escape?

When Song Yuanzhi thought of this fucked-up plot, she felt sick and subconsciously clenched her fists. She caught a glimpse of the butterfly hairpin that was supposed to be in her hair lying next to the pillow. Song Yuanzhi’s eyes moved slightly, and she pretended to be panicked and shrank back to the pillow. She looked at Xuanyuan Yu in fear and huddled up into a ball. “What are you going to do? Xuanyuan Shizi, you and I have no interactions on weekdays; why are you trying to hurt me like this?”

If Xuanyuan Yu would take Song Yuanzhi’s feelings into consideration, he would not be the stupid male protagonist who made Song Yuanzhi’s blood pressure soar and wanted her to destroy him artificially after reading the original novel.

Hearing Song Yuanzhi’s words, Xuanyuan Yu showed a fierce look on his face. He stepped forward and grabbed Song Yuanzhi’s chin and said coldly, “My mother held a flower viewing banquet before for the candidate of my wife. Since you came, don’t you want to be the wife of the son of Nan’an Marquis? Didn’t you seduce me with a smile that day, but when I didn’t take the bait, so you went to find someone else?”

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Yu snorted again, took out a handkerchief with disdain, and wiped the hand that pinched Song Yuanzhi’s chin, saying with great disdain, “As expected, she is a vain and vulgar woman. For the sake of fame and fortune, she is even willing to be a widow.”

How could there be such an annoying thing in this world? Song Yuanzhi really wanted to take out the hairpin in her hand and stab him to death. She repeatedly warned herself that this was the idiot’s territory and she couldn’t act impulsively. After brainwashing herself countless times, Song Yuanzhi finally forced a stiff smile and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: “Since the prince thinks I’m vulgar, let me suffer as a widow. Why kidnap me?”

“Even if I don’t like something, I won’t let anyone else have it.” Xuanyuan Yu’s eyebrows were cold, and his cold eyes swept across Song Yuanzhi’s face inch by inch. He seemed to remember something, and his eyes, like ice chips, suddenly softened a little, with a little trance, and he reached out to touch Song Yuanzhi’s cheek. “Besides, with a face like this, how could I let you marry someone else?”

Song Yuanzhi turned her head away and was about to swear. Damn it, he forgot that he fell in love with the original owner because she had a face similar to his Bai Yueguang, and he despised the original owner for being greedy for wealth and not as pure as Bai Yueguang. The original owner hadn’t said a few words to him, but he had already imagined a whole bloody future in his mind and didn’t allow the original owner to get married. What kind of brain palsy is this?

Song Yuanzhi wanted to beat Yu Ling’s whole family again. Yu Ling is really a talent to be able to write such a neurotic male protagonist.

However, the enemy is strong and she is weak. Song Yuanzhi is not sure how many people are in the courtyard, nor does she know the terrain. She is not sure that she can escape successfully after knocking down Xuanyuan Yu. Even though she has already shot Xuanyuan Yu countless times in her heart, recalling the description of Bai Yueguang in the original book, Song Yuanzhi is still very good at acting. She lowered her head, and her eyelashes trembled, and she looked indescribably pitiful, weak, and helpless with her red eyes. ” Xuanyuan Shizi, we have no grudges against each other; why do you want to harm my reputation? If it gets out, I can only die to prove my innocence!”

“Shut up!” Xuanyuan Yu was really touched by Song Yuanzhi. “Don’t say the word death!”

Song Yuanzhi shuddered again, as if she was terribly frightened and could not speak clearly. “If the prince…if you are interested in me, you can…let the matchmaker…”

“That’s wishful thinking. How could this prince marry a vain woman like you?” Before Song Yuanzhi could finish her words, Xuanyuan Yu interrupted her with a sneer.

Then Song Yuanzhi’s face lost all color, and she was shaky, as if she was about to faint. She looked miserable. “Sir, are you determined to kill me?”

“Don’t move! Just sit there; don’t move your head. It’s exactly like her!” Xuanyuan Yu looked dazed, staring at Song Yuanzhi infatuatedly, and murmured, “Yuer, you’re back; don’t cry; I will definitely protect you well this time!”

Bai Yue, Xuanyuan Yu’s white moonlight, is also the cinnabar mole in his heart. Three years ago, the prince of Nan’an Marquis wanted to marry a commoner woman, which caused an uproar in the capital and even caused a big uproar in the Nan’an Marquis’s mansion. The wife of Nan’an Marquis fell ill, and even the imperial concubine in the palace was alarmed. If the woman named Bai Yue had not been unlucky and died early, she might have married Xuanyuan Yu for three years and had children. And Song Yuanzhi wouldn’t have to face the current dilemma.

But now this opportunity is just right. Song Yuanzhi’s heart moved, and she continued to poke her palm with the hairpin. She looked at Xuanyuan Yu with tears in her eyes and said sadly, “I want to go out for a walk.”

“Okay, okay, okay! Don’t cry; I’ll take you out for a walk. Look, this is the villa I promised to build for you. It’s just the two of us. We don’t have to worry about the troubles in the Marquis’ Mansion. We can just live here like a couple in heaven!”

Song Yuanzhi followed Xuanyuan Yu in small steps, holding the hairpin tightly in her right hand hidden under her sleeve, with a look of fear and grievance on her face, but in fact she was quickly scanning the surrounding terrain with her peripheral vision. Out of confidence, Xuanyuan Yu did not let the guards and maids follow him but took Song Yuanzhi for a stroll.

This courtyard was indeed spacious, with pavilions and towers scattered in an orderly manner, as well as rockeries and flowing water. There was a small lake in the back garden, with schools of koi in the lake, competing for food. However, Song Yuanzhi had no intention of viewing all this. When she saw that there was a road in the garden that led directly to the back mountain, and the small door was wide open and unattended, Song Yuanzhi’s heart moved, and she quietly moved towards the small door.

Xuanyuan Yu was still immersed in his fantasy, calling “Yuer Yueer” non-stop, and didn’t notice that Song Yuanzhi was intentionally walking towards the small door. He automatically and spontaneously followed Song Yuanzhi’s pace and moved closer to that side.

Song Yuanzhi was secretly delighted, but she was caught off guard when Xuanyuan Yu suddenly came to his senses, stopped, and turned back, looking at Song Yuanzhi with a look of both attachment and disgust, and he was switching back and forth between wanting to strangle her and wanting to let her go.

Song Yuanzhi acted decisively, took two steps forward to close the distance between her and Xuanyuan Yu, blew down her eyelids, and whispered weakly, “I know I am not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Miss Bai, nor do I look a bit like her. I am just a weak woman who can’t even tie a chicken. If the prince wants to kill me, I can’t resist. But, prince, even ants have to survive, and my appearance is given by my parents. If the prince wants to take my life just for this face, it would be too unfair to me.”

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Song Yuanzhi’s pale and delicate face, making her look even more fragile. The evening breeze blew her skirt, and she seemed to be going back home with the wind. Xuanyuan Yu was stunned. The scene in front of him and the familiar face in his memory slowly overlapped. He was about to say something, but he felt a sharp pain in his crotch. The next moment, he bent over and fell to the ground, curled up in pain.

Song Yuanzhi sneered. This was the opportunity she was waiting for. Otherwise, why did she move forward a few steps? A fatal chicken fight. This  male psychopath deserves it!

“Bitch! Somebody, catch this crazy woman! Beat her to death with sticks!” Xuanyuan Yu had not expected that Song Yuanzhi, who looked weak and pitiful, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind, could have such strong fighting power. He was caught in Song Yuanzhi’s trap by accident. And because Song Yuanzhi’s foot stepped on a fatal place, she used all her strength to kick him to death. With Song Yuanzhi’s kicking strength that could break a thick wooden board, Xuanyuan Yu was just in so much pain that he couldn’t get up, but he was not completely disabled. He was already protected by his halo.

Song Yuanzhi was still not satisfied, so she continued to kick him a few more times, cursing, “I told you not to do anything! You think you are justified in robbing a woman? Do you really think that everyone in the world is your mother and everyone will spoil you? If you are sick, get treatment! Otherwise, come to me for fortune-telling. I am a fortuneteller; who do you think you are?”

Song Yuanzhi spoke very quickly, and after she finished cursing, she stabbed the hairpin in her hand into Xuanyuan Yu’s kidney and ran towards the back mountain.

The guards were not slow to arrive, but Xuanyuan Yu was injured in a vital part, and the others did not dare to be careless and hurriedly looked for a doctor. When it rained all night and the courtyard was in chaos,  several secret guards with superb kung fu came wrapped tightly in armor. They were fast and fierce when they started to fight. Xuanyuan Yu originally wanted to have someone chase Song Yuanzhi back and cut her into pieces, but now he could only endure the injury and let the guards fight, cursing, “You bastards from the Zhenbei Marquis’ Mansion, why are you hiding your head and showing your tail? Do you think this prince doesn’t know it’s you? Lu Shaoyou has gone to see the King of Hell, and you dare to assassinate this prince!”

Song Yuanzhi ran all the way without daring to stop and entered the mountain breathlessly. She faintly heard Xuanyuan Yu’s roar. She stopped for a moment and looked back, only to see that lanterns had been lit in the villa and chaos was everywhere.

Song Yuanzhi was stunned, and then she remembered the words “Zhenbei Marquis Mansion” that she had just vaguely heard, and suddenly she realized: This was the secret guard arranged for her by Madam Qin!

With the secret guards holding Xuanyuan Yu back, Song Yuanzhi can finally breathe a sigh of relief. However, Song Yuanzhi cannot be careless. She is still within Xuanyuan Yu’s sphere of influence and must return to the Song Mansion first. At that time, even if Song Yan is unreliable, she can still ask Madam Qin for help.

After realizing this, Song Yuanzhi didn’t dare to stay any longer. She took a deep breath, found the right direction, and ran again. After running a few steps, she bumped into someone at the fork in the road.

The other person seemed to be injured. He took a low breath and reacted quickly. He pressed Song Yuanzhi’s shoulder and pushed her out.

Song Yuanzhi was also startled, thinking that it was Xuanyuan Yu’s men who caught up with her. When she looked up, she saw an extremely handsome face with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and slightly thin lips that were naturally upturned. Even though his face was a little pale, it couldn’t hide the vitality in his eyes. With a slight raise of his lips, Song Yuanzhi’s eyes lit up, as if the whole world had become brighter and warmer.

“Watch your step.” The young man’s voice sounded with a smile, like the sound of jade stones hitting each other, clear and pleasant to the ear. “This path leads to the city gate. Let’s go quickly.”

Song Yuanzhi suddenly realized, “Brother, you are the secret guard sent by Madam Qin!”

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Song Yuanzhi seemed to feel that the other party was stunned for a moment and then immediately smiled, “Yes, I am from the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.”

“Then run quickly; Xuanyuan Yu is simply sick. By the way, what about your brothers? Can they escape successfully?”

The young man looked back at the courtyard in the distance, which had already become a sea of fire. He nodded with satisfaction, “Don’t worry, they have escaped successfully.”

Song Yuanzhi followed his gaze and saw a raging fire. Her eyes widened immediately. Oh my god, is it possible that the villa is destined to be burned down? According to the original plot, the fire should have been started by the original owner two years later. Unexpectedly, once Song Yuanzhi, the butterfly, came through, the fire happened two years earlier.

I have to say that the secret guards did a great job.

With this handsome young man leading the way, Song Yuanzhi entered the city gate smoothly. The young man was handsome and kind. He hid in the crowd and escorted Song Yuanzhi to the Song Mansion.

Before leaving, Song Yuanzhi looked at the image that the little brother had casually created to reduce his presence and gave him a sincere suggestion: “Brother, listen to my advice. When you go back, you should let Madam Yang Qin assign you to do something else. With your looks, being a secret guard is too eye-catching. With such a dazzling face, you can’t hide it even if you want to.”

A strange expression appeared on his face again, as if he wanted to burst out laughing but tried hard to hold it back. A low chuckle escaped from his lips, which made Song Yuanzhi’s ears numb. “I understand. Thank you for your advice, young lady.”