Reborn, meet you again!

Chapter 228 The fight started

After Song Wan came out of Jun Jiuchen's cabin, she stood on the deck for a while, tidying up her messy clothes and... her wildly beating heart.

He didn't return to his room until the heat on his face was blown away by the river breeze.

His steps were lighter than ever before.

Recognized his father.

He also took a step towards her.

What a good start...

After Song Wan left, Suifeng and Zhuyue also quietly landed.

Suifeng didn't dare to peek at what was happening in his master's room.

But looking at Song Wan's brisk steps and disheveled clothes when she came out, he roughly guessed something and approached Zhuyue with shining eyes.

He raised his chin towards the house.

"Master, has this... finally fallen?"

Zhuyue crossed his arms and looked at Suifeng as if he were an idiot.

"nonsense."

Upon hearing this, Suifeng just gave Zhuyue a thumbs up nonchalantly.

"So, it has to be you!"

Zhuyue knew that her words only gave Miss Song a push.

The most crucial reason for their reconciliation is that the master and Miss Song have each other in their hearts.

But she was too lazy to tell Suifeng about this.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned around and stared at Suifeng with cold eyes.

"A fight?"

Suifeng was in a good mood when a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

Zhuyue was one of the first killers to join the Shadow Pavilion, and entered the main pavilion earlier than his master and him.

He was also one of the most capable subordinates of that damn Pavilion Master at that time.

When the master instigated people to rebel against the Shadow Pavilion, she was the biggest contributor.

So for him, the impression of Zhuyue as a "senior" has long been deeply rooted.

Of course, more importantly.

He couldn't beat her.

I couldn't help but jump back.

"Zhu...Zhuyue, what's wrong with you?"

Why are you fighting for no reason?

Zhuyue just stared at Suifeng motionlessly.

"Just now, it seems like someone betrayed me in front of the master?"

When Suifeng heard this, he thought to himself that something was wrong. He didn't expect that she had heard what he said.

Then he immediately admitted his mistake and defended himself with a guilty conscience.

"Sell? How can you call that selling? This is called reasonable risk avoidance!"

"You are the master's most capable assistant! If I don't mention your name, Zhuyue, I will be beaten with at least ten boards..."

"Oh, by the way, Miss Song gave me a dagger a while ago. It's so powerful it can cut hair. I thought you'd like it, so I kept it for you because I couldn't bear to use it!"

"How is it? Is it loyal enough..."

Zhuyue's expression didn't change at all when he heard this.

He just moved his hands and feet briefly, and spoke briefly.

"Let's fight first!"

Suifeng: ...

……

Dawn breaks.

The sunlight shines on the river, creating ripples that look like broken silver.

Song Wan watched Jun Jiuchen have breakfast early in the morning, then took him to his father's cabin.

Although Jun Jiuchen had come, he still felt a little awkward when facing Song Yi.

Song Wan didn't care about him. She just looked at her father, who looked better than yesterday, and helped him up in a good mood.

"Dad, did you have a good rest last night?"

Song Yi actually didn't sleep very well last night. After all, so many things happened suddenly, and he needed some time to accept it.

However, seeing that his daughter had indeed brought Jun Jiuchen here, he cheered up, supported himself with the help of his daughter's hand, and thought that he must do his best to make things clear to Jun Jiuchen today.

But just as he stood up and was about to say a few words, his body suddenly stiffened and his eyes suddenly fell on the neck of Song Wan who was helping him stand up.

Then, he clearly saw the suspicious red marks on his daughter's neck.

Song Yi's expression instantly turned ugly.

Having lived to this age, he naturally knew what the red mark was.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt?" Seeing his father's obviously stiff body, Song Wan asked worriedly.

Song Yi looked at his daughter's worried eyes, paused, and finally did not say anything.

Just shook his head.

"nothing."

As a father, it was really inconvenient for him to tell his daughter about such things.

The look he gave Jun Jiuchen was filled with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Although he agreed with his daughter being with him.

That didn't mean he approved of Jun Jiuchen's unclear and reckless behavior towards his daughter before he even married her...

Jun Jiuchen felt the hostility in Song Yi's gaze, and naturally, he glared back at him without wanting to be outdone.

He just agreed to give Song Yi a chance to resolve the misunderstanding, which did not mean that he completely trusted Song Yi and had no barriers with him.

Why should I put up with his anger?

So, their eyes met in the air for a moment, and then they looked away with dissatisfaction.

Song Wan naturally also felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little subtle, and was a little confused for a moment.

Seeing that he had already fed his father a bowl of porridge, but the two of them were still silent like saw-mouthed gourds, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and immediately put on a beautiful smile on his face. He was the first to break the silence and said to Song Yidao.

"Father, this ginseng porridge was made by my daughter early in the morning. How does it taste?"

When Song Yi heard his daughter's voice, a hint of doting immediately appeared in his eyes.

"If it's made by Wan'er herself, it must be good."

Song Wan continued to speak peacefully after hearing this.

"That's good. Father, you may not know that I only brought medicinal herbs with me this time. This ginseng was specially prepared by the prince before he set off."

"Besides that, the prince also had a lot of ingredients prepared for making medicinal food, so that my daughter could use it to heal her father's injuries."

Song Yi knew very well that his daughter was trying her best to ease the relationship between him and Jun Jiuchen, but looking at Jun Jiuchen's cold face, his tone still couldn't improve.

"Really? Thank you very much, Your Highness."

Wan'er is now the daughter of a merchant. If he doesn't show some attitude, what will he do if his daughter is bullied in the future?

As for his hatred.

If you think about it carefully, it was something he didn't do in the first place, so why should he feel guilty about it and instead take advantage of the situation?

Seeing Song Yi being so "weird", Jun Jiuchen naturally had nothing good to say to him.

"There are many wounded soldiers on board, and I just did it for the sake of convenience. I don't deserve even a single thank you from Prime Minister Song!"

Song Yi glanced at him.

"That's good! I don't want to owe Your Highness any more favors!"

"Otherwise, if the prince asks me to pay any price again, I don't have any extra daughters to repay..."

This clearly shows that he is dissatisfied with Jun Jiuchen using the matter of saving him to threaten his own daughter.

Jun Jiuchen just chuckled.

"Really? Then, my Lord, please take good care of yourself and don't let yourself get into any danger again..."

Song Wan saw her father and Jun Jiuchen arguing with each other, and the tension was growing.

I just feel a bit overwhelmed.

How……

Is it different from what she imagined?

After looking back and forth between the two of them, she finally decided to deal with Jun Jiuchen first.

He quickly found a gap, put on a smile and looked at Jun Jiuchen who was about to "fight back", and said through gritted teeth.

"Your Highness, my father is injured and cannot be angry... and... you came here today to discuss serious matters... Your Highness, have you forgotten?"

Jun Jiuchen looked at Song Wan who was winking at her beside Song Yi, and swallowed the words that were about to "fight back".

He just snorted coldly.

"Even if I want to talk, it depends on whether Prime Minister Song is willing to cooperate..."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi glanced at his daughter beside him. Although he was still angry, he also knew that enough was enough.

He suppressed his dissatisfaction and stopped talking.