After Transmigration, Her Whole Family Are Villains

Chapter 337

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The night was long.

When I recall it now, I remember the sound of peanuts popping on the stove.

The crisp sound of "ba da."

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"Pa pa pa, pa pa pa."

The Seventh Prince's Mansion was bustling with the sound of gongs and drums at the gate.

Today was the day the Seventh Prince was to marry his concubine.

The Emperor had bestowed her upon him, and since she was designated as a concubine, she couldn't be kept in the mansion without a proper ceremony.

If he disobeyed the order, the Emperor might think he harbored resentment.

Today was a joyous day for the Seventh Prince.

He had also invited his brothers.

And his cousin, the Second son of Jiang family.

The brothers all brought gifts, of course, none of them brought their wives.

After all, it was a concubine's wedding, bringing a wife would be too much of a compliment.

The Second son of Jiang family also came.

In fact, he was originally the younger brother of Jiang Yuluan, the Seventh Prince's wife.

Now he had become the Seventh Prince's cousin.

It seemed everyone was related somehow...

Anyway, the Second son of Jiang family thought the Seventh Prince was quite handsome, a rare sight of a tall and dignified man.

He had a straightforward smile.

His speech was also very amiable.

But he just didn't like him.

There was a natural aversion.

Without any reason.

But Jiang Changtian still accepted the invitation.

To dislike someone, either stay away from them or bury them.

Jiang Changtian chose the latter.

After all, he couldn't stay away, being related, he could only be a filial cousin and start planning for his cousin's future.

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The Seventh Prince's Mansion was located in a rather remote part of the Capital City.

The Emperor disliked someone, and it would show in every aspect. Even without the Emperor's direct involvement, his subordinates would understand and even overinterpret his intentions.

So the location of the Seventh Prince's Mansion was very remote.

Even to the edge of the city, backed by a mountain.

Others thought it was too remote.

Jiang Changtian, however, thought the location was excellent, with a mountain and a river behind it, no better place in the entire Capital City.

And yet, everyone only saw how remote it was.

It was already very awkward for the princess to host her husband's concubine's wedding, Jiang Yuluan was very upset, feeling unwell, but she didn't want to fall ill and be looked down upon by her sisters-in-law.

She had always been proud because she had grown up with Princess Huiyun, so her personality was a bit arrogant, and she didn't get along well with her sisters-in-law.

The Seventh Prince had always treated her very well, and she had sneered at her sisters-in-law's suggestions of finding concubines for their husbands.

At that time, she was also a person who loved passionately and fiercely.

She had always aligned herself with Princess Huiyun.

But now.

Life had worn down her pride, and she even generously arranged the banquet for her husband's concubine's wedding.

It was a small family banquet, the Seventh Prince didn't hold a grand banquet, just inviting his brothers.

No ministers sent gifts, the Seventh Prince was very cautious.

As they walked towards the mansion, they could see that the servants in the Seventh Prince's Mansion were very well-trained.

The Sixth Prince thought the Seventh Prince was indeed very cunning.

He always acted as if his wife couldn't manage affairs, naive and romantic, just needing to love.

Making everyone think the Seventh Prince's Mansion must be in chaos.

But the mansion was orderly and well-managed, the Seventh Prince's wife was quite wronged.

The Seventh Prince was really interesting, always using his wife as a topic.

Actually, the Sixth Prince was a bit mistaken about the Seventh Prince. Sometimes the mansion was a bit chaotic, the Seventh Prince was very relaxed with Jiang Yuluan, and for decades he had been saying he loved his wife, and he believed it himself.

Now the mansion was like this, partly because of Jiang Yuluan's niece, Jiang Wan, also known as the Immortal Liu. Such a young girl, unexpectedly, really had a way with managing a place, even though she was just a guest.

And also because of the new concubine, the palace maid Song He, who was well-trained and had been the Emperor's secretary, managing a mansion was more than enough for her. After all, in the palace, competing for a position in front of the Emperor was a fierce battle, and her work ability was very strong.

The Seventh Prince treated her as a subordinate, and she continued as before.

She was very self-aware, the Seventh Prince said he loved the princess, and marrying her was just to appease the Emperor, making her understand her position.

Song He was very clear, treating herself as a nanny.

She was familiar with the job and continued to manage affairs.

But the Seventh Prince's wife, Jiang Yuluan, felt that this time was different, she felt threatened.

Not to mention how the Seventh Prince soothed her.

In the end, the brothers ate, drank, and chatted happily.

Jiang Changtian even thought the Seventh Prince was too deep.

He knew it was him who had killed his second son, yet he was still calling him cousin affectionately, even though he had sent people to kill him before, and sent so many people, when he was nothing at all.

So casually, he had sent so many people, then how many actual people did the Seventh Prince really have, it was unfathomable, probably just a drop in the ocean.

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To deal with a small fry like himself, he had so many people.

Too terrifying.

Jiang Changtian was on high alert.

At this moment, the Seventh Prince's expression was very amiable, looking like he was drunk, holding his hand and calling him cousin.

Then he kept mentioning Jiang Yuluan, and was supported by the servants to the bridal chamber, calling out Jiang Yuluan's name all the way, going to the princess's room.

In the concubine's room, Song He in her pink bridal gown.

Sat calmly, waiting until it was quiet outside, she took off her outer clothes, her head cover, washed up, and lay down.

Lying perfectly flat.

She slept peacefully, her hands resting on her chest, like a serene corpse.

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