Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 290

Chapter 290: Chapter 290

"That person is trying to arrange marriages for all of you, I’m afraid it will not be so easy for you now," said Song Lian with a frown.

"How could that be?" Shen Wenchen was stunned, how could this unfamiliar practice of arranged marriage suddenly come into play?

"The second prince has now become a commoner, and the hidden factions have been completely eradicated, but there are still some people you can’t go against; you can only restrain them." Song Lian said this with a twisted brow.

Initially, when that person came, he thought they were interested in the Eleventh and Twelfth. He didn’t expect they wanted him and his people to settle down in Kyoto.

With the fall of the second prince, some people started to have ideas again, which turned out better; directly arrange marriages for official’s daughters to his subordinates, which would weaken each family’s power, and let his people stay in Kyoto, avoiding numerous troubles.

"That’s not acceptable; I’ve already sent the betrothal gifts." Shen Wenchen shook his head in refusal.

He knew that Nannan was always worried about situations moving towards the incidents in the novel, so she was not willing to stay in Kyoto.

Now that Su Tao and Lu Fengyun are both in Kyoto, they can make big strides if they want to, but he just wants to go back to Yan City and lead a comfortable life with his wife and child.

He won’t be a feeble-minded villain.

Moreover, the pace of developments in this life is swift. He may live again, but he may not be able to grasp the full picture.

"Wenchen, are you suggesting the decision made by that person can be easily changed by me?" Song Lian laughed at Shen Wenchen’s words.

If that person wanted to behead them, he would first have to wash up!

Shen Wenchen, looking dejected and somewhat defeated, slumped in his chair.

It was difficult to resist the Imperial decree, but he didn’t want to be a heartless person again.

"No, there must be a way," Shen Wenchen shook his head and began to ponder.

Song Lian chuckled at his seriousness lending a sarcastic tone, "What more do you want from an arranged marriage with an aristocratic lady?"

"Believe it or not, I will not marry any other woman in this life," Shen Wenchen stated decisively.

Seeing his determination, Song Lian’s smile faded "Alright, I will stop teasing you. That person liked you initially, but when I discussed your situation, he consulted Twelfth instead."

Shen Wenchen was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the mention of Twelfth and instantly looked up at him.

"Relax, I know Twelfth has someone he likes, the official family eventually chose Eleventh, so you can rest assured," Song Lian sipped his tea, then put down his tea cup.

"Is that so." Shen Wenchen sat upright, his mind wandering to thoughts of Eleventh.

He had wondered why Eleventh was so reluctant to make a move on the girl he liked, always running half of Kyoto’s circuit just to eat a couple of bowls of wonton.

It turns out he knew about the arranged marriage all along.

"So Twelfth and I are really fine now?"

"Yes, but the official family wants you in Kyoto. You’ve cleaned up Yan City now, so it’s better to hold a post in Kyoto," said Song Lian seriously.

"You should know that even though Yan City is flourishing, it doesn’t compare to the capital. If you say you have a loved one, take your siblings and move to Kyoto. It’s better than being a city lord in Yan City where you won’t accomplish anything significant."

Shen Wenchen shook his head. He knew what Nanzhi was worried about and would definitely not agree to involve her in this muddle.

"Alright, I won’t force you. However, I am curious as to what kind of woman your beloved is that you would give up your promising future for her," Song Lian slightly frowned, his eyes full of curiosity as he looked at Shen Wenchen.

A man should prioritize his career. At first, he understood why he gave up such a big opportunity. But why now?

"With her, I have a home." Shen Wenchen’s eyes softened as he thought of Nanzhi.

Perhaps initially due to guilt, for his actions in the last life. In the last life, he was dazed and muddleheaded like a walking corpse for several decades. When he woke up, God had given him a chance.

He could not let that chance slip by.

Even if he had enjoyed spectacular wealth, he ended up dying alone in the end. Although things were different this lifetime, and Nannan was willing to accept him again, it brought him great joy.

"Speaking such sentimental words," Song Lian said dismissively, waving his hand.

He had one wife and two concubines at home. Although he was rarely at home, his household was harmonious. He didn’t understand Shen Wenchen’s feelings entirely.

"Why does the official family want to keep me?"

"Most probably for banquets and to negotiate with court ministers. Just take it easy," Song Lian patted Shen Wenchen’s shoulder, then resumed drinking his tea.

Seeing him not joking, Shen Wenchen’s heart gradually relaxed.

"What about the ninth?"

"They’re still in North City, but they sent a letter a few days ago. They should be able to arrive in a couple of days."

"We haven’t seen each other for more than two years; I wonder how they are."

Shen Wenchen said somberly. He had stayed in Yan City for two years, spending his days handling official work, interrogating prisoners in the dungeon, and secretly visiting Zhiyu at night.

Now that Nannan was back, he felt like he was finally alive.

The two didn’t discuss other matters, just catching up on family matters.

In the middle of the conversation, Shen Wenchen suddenly asked, "Brother Song, do you know about the new dish in Kyoto?"

"New dish?" Song Lian looked slightly surprised, then said, "Do you mean the hotpot?"

"Indeed."

Song Lian laughed, "This hotpot thing is a hoax, it tastes awful. So, you’ve tried it as well?"

"I tried it, but I heard the recipe for this hotpot is from the palace?" Shen Wenchen lowered his voice.

Song Lian glanced at him, then slowly nodded.

Shen Wenchen’s heart sank slightly; he continued casually, "Do you know where the sweet potatoes and potatoes came from, Brother Song?"

The smile on Song Lian’s face gradually disappeared as he looked inquisitively at Shen Wenchen.

"Why do you ask?"

"I’ve heard some rumors. They say these sweet potatoes and potatoes originated from within the palace." Shen Wenchen looked directly at Song Lian, his spirit fearlessly resolute.

Song Lian looked suspiciously at him, then sighed, "I won’t hide the truth from you anymore -- the sweet potatoes and potatoes were brought here by a woman five years ago."

"Where is she now?"

"She is a concubine in the palace. The hotpot was her idea but she didn’t open a shop herself. She’s a formidable woman."

Thinking of that woman, Song Lian seemed a bit lost. He and the official had met her while hunting in the mountains.

She was dressed in bright red and was particularly eye-catching. They were completely mesmerized.

"Brother Song, are you alright?"

Snaping back to reality, Song Lian laughed it off, waving his hand, "Those are things of the past. Now that sweet potatoes and potatoes have saved so many people, there is no need to investigate their origins."

Knowing that the woman might be a transmigrator, Shen Wenchen noted this in his heart.

In his last life, there were no sweet potatoes or potatoes, and famines due to natural disasters or human factors caused widespread starvation.

Now, there are Nannan, Su Tao, Lu Fengyun, and this concubine, there might be others crawling out of the woodwork. He must be more careful.

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