The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1417

Song Guanzhou sighed softly.

"Sigh, if another villain tries to harm me, I wonder if I'll be able to escape?"

"Pah, pah, pah! Ancestors, from now on everything will be peaceful and prosperous. There will be no evil people around. You must not say such unlucky things."

When it was night and Pei An was about to fall asleep, he noticed that something was wrong with Song Guanzhou.

She was wide awake, unusually excited, and showed no signs of sleepiness.

"Can't sleep?"

Song Guanzhou looked up at the top of the canopy. In the dim light, she could see the exquisite embroidery, but these gentle scenes could not comfort her.

As night deepened, the ceaseless rush of blood in his veins became increasingly impossible to ignore. "Si Lang, I'm not sleepy at all. Why don't you go to sleep first..."

Pei An got up and lit another candle, brightening the room.

He leaned down, almost touching Song Guanzhou's nose, "Is it because you're afraid?"

Song Guanzhou shook his head.

“Although this is my first time killing someone, I’m not afraid.” Her eyes shone brightly, her expression lively, as she looked at Pei An. “I even have an impulse to find an opportunity to plunge that kind of short knife into Jin Fuyun’s chest with a soft thud.”

……

Pei An's gaze softened. He nestled against Song Guanzhou's shoulder and murmured, "I will settle all of this for you, my wife. You don't need to do it yourself."

"No!"

Song Guanzhou gently pushed Pei An away with both hands, "Perhaps you will feel sorry for him."

"My wife, no."

Pei Anfu leaned against Song Guanzhou's frail shoulder again, inhaling the scent of soapberry on her skin. "Since she has such thoughts, I will not let her off easily."

"……it is good."

Song Guanzhou didn't believe it in her heart, but it didn't matter. She just agreed casually; it was just a matter of saying it. It would avoid any marital disputes, like "Why don't you believe me? Why should I believe you?"—how pointless.

Just like how Lady Xian almost tortured her to death, they gave her a valuable house and that was the end of it.

Just like Aunt Fang jumped into the Big Belly Well in front of the Xiao family's Buddhist hall, losing the lives of both mistress and servant, all she got in return was the old lady's seclusion in the Buddhist hall, supposedly to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures, but that was just a pretext.

Then there's Xu Lingqiao.

Her cousin was so innocent... She had a face that resembled hers, and Jin Fuyun had malicious intentions towards her. If her cousin had really ended up in a brothel, working as a hostess, the Xu family and Song Guanzhou's name would probably have been trampled underfoot in the capital long ago.

What kind of scene awaits her?

Unbelievable!

She liked the man in front of her. In both ancient and modern times, he was an exceptionally handsome and talented man with a distinguished family background and abilities.

But what does that have to do with her?

Is she a beneficiary of the existing system?

No!

Did Pei An ever truly stand up for her or act as her advocate?

Song Guanzhou understood in her heart that she was no longer the cannon fodder original wife she used to be, whose heart was devoted to the male lead, Pei Silang, good or bad. Now, she had long since lost her heart and her love.

She has all the affection she can offer; anything more is just an act.

Besides, wasn't Pei An just giving a perfunctory answer?

Thinking of this, Song Guanzhou felt even more unable to sleep. She wanted to get up, but Pei An understood and didn't try to persuade her any further. Instead, he turned over and helped her out of bed.

"Go to sleep, you have to work tomorrow."

Pei An helped her to the outer room. The candlelight was dim and could not illuminate the outer room. Pei An first helped her sit down, and then went inside to fetch a lamp.

“I asked Aru to ask Lord Jiang or Lord Lin for leave early this morning. Since you've gotten into this mess, I'll stay with you at your residence for two days.”

"...No need, I'm fine."

Pei An knelt down in front of her, and Song Guanzhou asked in confusion, "This is—"

"Come up."

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Pei An turned around and urged, "Come on up."

He doesn't like to sleep with his hair down, and although a few strands of hair were messy on his forehead, he still looked neat and tidy. Song Guanzhou smiled and asked, "Where are you going to carry me on your back?"

“Song Guanzhou, you have never been such a slow and indecisive woman.”

Upon hearing this, Song Guanzhou had no choice but to bend down and softly lean on his back. Pei An carried her as lightly as if she were a feather, without lifting a finger.

She turned around, pulled her hand out, lit another horn lantern, and handed it to Song Guanzhou on her back, saying, "Wife, carry this so your husband can see the way."

Huh?

Before Song Guanzhou could ask any more questions, Pei An had already opened the door and stepped into the courtyard. He looked up at the waning moon hanging in the sky, bright and clear.

"You've probably never strolled through the park at midnight, haven't you?"

Song Guanzhou chuckled, "Never before, is Fourth Brother taking me for a night stroll tonight?" Without needing an answer, he knew it was the case. Pei An carried her on his back, stepped out of Shaohua Garden, and began to walk along the path.

"The doors should be bolted at night, but Father has made arrangements in advance to open small doors in some places. Tonight, I will take you on a night visit to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion."

Good guy!

Pei An is so young!

He was young and full of energy. Song Guanzhou had his hands locked around his neck, still holding the bright lantern and swaying back and forth. "In this pitch-black night, what can my wife and I see?"

"Let's see a ghost."

what?

Song Guanzhou gasped softly, instantly hiding on Pei An's back. Only then did Pei An chuckle, "Are you kidding me?"

"My wife, what ghosts and gods exist in this world?"

Song Guanzhou was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Perhaps they can, but they can't break through the barrier between humans and ghosts. They might be able to see us, but we can no longer see them."

"Hmm—so, those who deserve to die are dead, and that's it. My wife doesn't need to worry about it."

"I……"

Pei An strode forward. "Guanzhou, tonight I'll take you on a night tour and tell you about the people who died in this mansion."

Good guy!

Whose way of strengthening their bond is actually to visit a ghost?

A chill ran down Song Guanzhou's spine as he tried to break free. "Fourth Brother, even though there are no ghosts or gods, I'm still afraid of them."

"If you have none of those, who are you afraid of?"

"...Shiro!"

"It's alright, your husband is here. Even if it's a man-eating demon, your husband's body is right in front of me." Pei An carried her on his back, walking slowly in the night breeze. Fortunately, Song Guanzhou was behind Pei An, otherwise the summer night wind would have been chilly.

"Shiro..."

"Shh!"

Pei An tilted his chin up and pouted as he looked at the small courtyard ahead. All the lights were off and there was no movement. Song Guanzhou held the lantern and swayed it back and forth, looking at it carefully several times before whispering, "Kuoyuezhai, we've arrived at Sister-in-law's place."

"Yes, you've never seen my older brother. He died right here."

Song Guanzhou: ...Thank you, Pei Jizhang. You really know how to soothe a woman who can't sleep in the middle of the night!

Pei An stood there, no longer taking another step.

Suddenly, a large black bird flew in and cried out, startling Song Guanzhou so much that he almost dropped the lamp. Pei An chuckled, "I thought my wife was fearless..."

"I'm afraid of ghosts, thank you!"