After Kicking Over the Scumbag, the Whole City Wants to Marry Me

Chapter 3

"Master Jiang, you also heard it. My young lady absolutely did not have any feelings for you. You - stay away from my young lady!"

Watching the little maid protectively shielding the young lady behind her, whose face was full of shock and fear, seeming to want to stay ten zhang away from him, Jiang Yin's figure paused, and the words he originally wanted to grab her and ask stuck in his throat.

He frowned, recalling that ever since he met Gu Ying, she always had the appearance of being timid and cowardly.

She clearly liked him and wanted him, clinging to him.

But as the daughter of a military officer, she was not good at dressing up, her behavior was crude, she was also uneducated, and had no redeeming qualities whatsoever. The more she pestered him, the more disgusting he found her.

But even if he disliked her again, he still enjoyed immensely seeing her, the proper daughter of the Count's manor, looking at him with shining eyes whenever they secretly met.

Her coldness and aloofness today made him feel particularly surprised and uncomfortable.

But perhaps she had become enlightened and learned to use other means to attract his attention.

He did not believe Gu Ying would not like him. The corner of his mouth hooked up mockingly and said, "Lady Gu, what a good move, strategically retreating in order to advance, capturing by appearing to release."

After rebirth, hearing his voice again, Gu Ying's chest suddenly stagnated, as if grabbed tightly by a sharp hand.

She remembered the various miserable experiences she suffered after marrying him in her previous life, all because this man did not love her.

He tortured her for more than ten years, and also ruined her for more than ten years. He never looked at her directly, allowing everyone to insult and bully her. He even, at the time when her father was defeated in battle, added insult to injury in front of the Emperor, falsely accusing her father of colluding with the enemy and selling out their country!

His heart was made of stone, she could not warm it!

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Since this was the case, this lifetime, she would no longer be cheap and fawn over him, and she would definitely not hand over her fate to him!

She wanted him and that dog couple Gu Jia to be tied together forever!

Gu Ying took a deep breath. Under the man's deep gaze, she stood up straight little by little. Then, holding the rouge, her voice choked, but her eyes were determined as she said, "Master Jiang jests. Gu Ying has absolutely no feelings for Jiang Yin, let alone strategically retreating in order to advance, capturing by appearing to release! I hope the Master will restrain himself!"

Jiang Yin frowned. "Gu Ying, before—"

"Everything before was my elder sister having feelings for the young master. All the letters, sachets and handkerchiefs were from my elder sister's hands, not from me who is uneducated and cannot even write well. "

Gu Ying slowly smiled, and the fear accumulated in her previous life disappeared little by little, leaving only a belly full of resentment. "Gu Ying has something to do and must leave first. Please excuse me, Young Master."

She was no longer the stupid, pitiful worm from her previous life.

She would make Gu Jia and Jiang Yin pay the price little by little for what they did in her previous life!

Today was just the beginning, and she had a long road ahead.

Jiang Yin frowned as he watched Gu Ying's back getting farther and farther away. He secretly clenched his fists.

What a Gu Ying!

She would definitely come begging him to look at her again!

......

After leaving the Imperial Garden, Gu Ying had no mood to listen to plays with those young girls and boys.

Gu Jia certainly did not dare to stay in the palace either. After such a big joke happened in the palace today, those people in the Count's manor would surely hear about it. The Empress's verbal message would soon reach Grandmother's ears.

Grandmother favored the main wife's family. Now in the second wife's family there was only her, alone and destitute with a sickly younger brother.

If Grandmother still intended to secretly switch her marriage engagement to the main wife's family like in her previous life, then she still could not turn things around in the Count's manor.

In this life, she no longer believed in marriage, let alone men......

So these so-called matchmaking banquets held for young ladies of nobility had become unimportant to her.

What she had to do now was to tightly grab onto this marriage engagement with the Marquis of Yong'an!

"My lady, shouldn't we go to the House of Smoking Rain and Water, I heard that the young marquis of Yong'an is also there today. Why don't we go take a look at what the future young master looks like."

Gu Ying stopped Yanzhi and thought of how in her previous life this "brother-in-law" had led a glorious and prosperous life all the way, and even brought Gu Jia to nobility. Her bright eyes paused for a moment. "We're not going to the House of Smoking Rain and Water."

"Wouldn't that miss the chance to meet the young marquis? My lady always stays in the rear courtyards, for so long, also not knowing what the young marquis looks like..." Yanzhi said regretfully.

Gu Ying came out of the palace gate hurriedly and found the Gu family carriage stopped outside the East Flower Gate. She raised her hand and knocked on the little girl's head, "Silly girl, don't regret it. I know where I can meet the young marquis."

"Ah? Ah--"

Yanzhi was puzzled for a moment, and then was neatly pulled onto the carriage by her young lady.

The carriage left the palace and went all the way to Zhengyang Avenue.

It was Yanzhi's first time riding in the same carriage as her young lady. She was nervous and kept fiddling with her sleeves, while also staring at her young lady again and again in puzzlement.

Gu Ying leaned against the carriage wall with eyes closed and a thick fox fur wrap, constantly recalling all the big and small events and details of her previous life in her mind.

To truly reborn, she had to start by fighting Gu Jia.

"Silly girl, what are you looking at?"

Yanzhi hurriedly looked away, warbling, "I'm not looking!"

After a pause, she really could not help but say, "My lady, I feel like you're a little different than before... In the past, my lady was timid, listened to elder sister in everything, and would never have spoken to the Imperial Concubine like that in front of so many people, even angering elder sister. And also..."

She carefully considered her words. "My lady used to really like Master Jiang."

Gu Ying slowly opened her eyes, her gaze falling on Yanzhi's delicate little face.

To protect her, Yanzhi's face was cut and her body violated by Jiang Yin's men, she was pregnant and then viciously made to miscarry, again and again. Her body was completely devastated.

But even so, as she was dying, she still held her emaciated body and cried, unable to muster the strength to speak, "My lady, Yanzhi is going to pass away and can no longer protect you. You must...take good care..."

Gu Ying grabbed Yanzhi's little hand tightly and tightened her grip. She gave a bitter laugh, lightly breathed in, and forgot her cowardly past self. The corners of her lips curled up slightly. "Alright, starting today, your lady will no longer be a coward. I will take you, this silly girl, to eat delicacies and wear beautiful clothes! In the future, I will also make you a meritorious madam!"

Yanzhi's face immediately blushed. "Oh my, my lady, what nonsense!"

Gu Ying was not joking.

She flicked open the carriage curtain with her slender hand, looking as the carriage passed through the city gate of Bianjing all the way and headed towards the snowy western suburbs.

Below Zhixia Mountain, the setting sun was infinite. She could see in the distance his tall, fierce and vigorous figure standing in the snow. Her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Yanzhi, let's go meet the young marquis of Yong'an!"

The carriage got closer and closer, and stopped in a place with extremely beautiful snow scenery.

The man stood in front of a grave, his figure tall and upright.

Hearing the sound of the carriage, he slowly turned his head. His jade-like beauty was nestled in the black fox fur collar, with an aura of arrogance and nobility bursting forth. His pitch-black deep eyes, high nose, thin and red lips, everything was aggressively noble.

The wind and snow howled, and white snowflakes fluttered down.

That face was extremely handsome, with eyes like bright stars.

He looked straight at her just like that.