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Song Qingyu talked a lot with his grandmother, and the madame also had a good impression of her calm granddaughter. She had lived for many years, and could tell that the girl in front of her was intelligent. Perhaps the future of the Song Family still depended on her.

However, when the second girl tried to take shortcuts, she would easily end up going astray.

"Ah Yu, don't blame your mother. She is such a person and only likes her own flesh and blood. However, she does not have a bad feeling. After getting along with you for a long time, she will not make things difficult for you. "

The meaning behind his words was clear to Song Qingyu. Even though the madame helped her now because she felt guilty for her mother. But guilt was guilt, the Shen family's position in the household would not change. After all, her family background was good, and she brought so much wealth to the Song Family.

Otherwise, the madame would have asked her to bring Song Qingyu back to the residence. In the Song Residence, the madame was the most understanding person. She was determined to stay with the Song Family for the long term.

After the old mistress left.

The Second Manager, Zhao Teng, suddenly came and said that the Old Master was back.

So it was the First Lady who came to invite him. However, he did not pass on the information to the madame so as to not let her know.

Zhao Teng walked Song Qingyu over. He did not have any hostility towards Song Qingyu, so he could not help but whisper: "It's for that matter and it's best if Miss does not contradict me. Master will do as you say. He will not mistreat you in the end. "

That?

Marriage!

Song Qingyu gritted her teeth and lowered her head so that no one could see her expression. He lowered his head and replied, "I know."

When he arrived at the lobby, Song Qingyu finally saw his father — Song Zhentian.

Compared to the feelings of a father and daughter after reuniting with each other after a long time, Song Qingyu wanted to dig out his heart and see what was inside. Maybe he had no heart at all.

Song Zhentian was middle-aged, his eyes filled with shrewdness. Madam Shen sat on the side.

Both of them looked at Song Qingyu, an invisible pressure pushing down on him.

"Ah Yu is back." Song Zhentian's voice did not waver, it was as if the person that came back was someone unrelated to him.

Song Qing's eyes flashed with a fleeting redness. She then smiled and replied gently, "A Yu likes peace and quiet and likes the life there. I didn't want to trouble you when mother sent someone to invite him. It was only because of that marriage that I was able to return. "

The first wife still didn't know that Song Yiyan had been locked in the ancestral hall. He saw Song Qingyu mention the marriage. He put on a motherly look and sighed.

He spoke with a slightly conflicted tone, a complicated light in his eyes as he felt 70% heartache and 30% helplessness. "A Yu, actually this marriage is a bit difficult."

Song Qing and Yu suddenly knelt down.

It startled the two people in the seats.

"Ah Yu knows that I grew up in the countryside and that I don't even know my own name. And the Seventh Prince was simply heaven and earth. How can you have the qualifications to marry into the palace and become the imperial concubine? "

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground below, the first wife secretly rejoiced in her heart. He thought to himself: This Song Qingyu is much more tactful than her mother.

On the surface, it looked like he was in deep grief.

"You silly girl, why would we ever despise you?" It's all because of the peace these past few years. When I wanted to pick you up, there were always some twists and turns. "

As she spoke, she came down to help Song Qingyu up, "Eldest girl, stand up and speak. We have to discuss everything. You don't know, we were also in a dilemma and we ran back and forth for your sake. "

Song Qing Yu wiped the tears that were about to fall and choked with sobs, "Therefore, A Yu decided to not make things difficult for mother. Even if Imperial Concubine Chen were to blame me, I would not implicate the Song Family. "

"You silly child, we will help you. We won't let you down in the slightest. I'll go to the palace tomorrow to discuss this with esteemed wangfei. "It's a good thing that esteemed imperial concubine is treating Ah Yan …" He was also very happy.

The first wife hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly grasped her hand. Seeing the sparkling tears fall to the ground, she said, "Many thanks, mother. Since that's the case, mother will definitely explain the matter of annulling the engagement to esteemed wangfei, even though this is a problem for our Song Manor." But I am a peasant girl and am not worthy of the Seventh Prince. "

The first wife was stunned. "Withdraw the engagement?" This girl said she wanted to break off the engagement. Did she know about the treasure of marriage? She actually said that the marriage was annulled?

Song Qingyu blinked his large eyes blankly, "Could it be, mother means not to break off the engagement? Then will my mother ask my teacher to teach me how to use zither, calligraphy and painting? "

"What I mean is …" The First Lady's expression changed.

Song Qingyu innocently looked at the First Wife with tears still in his eyes. Seeing Shen Jingting angry, he hurriedly took a step forward on his knees and looked at his father in explanation.

"A Yu really isn't worthy of the Seventh Prince." Mother, Ah Yu is truly worried. If we break the engagement, if anything were to happen, would that be considered a heinous crime? "

Song Qingyu kept saying that he was not worthy. Madam Shen did not know what this girl was up to and did not force her to come either. She was afraid that Song Qingyu would end up dead together with them. In the end, he could only listen to what she said about the crime of cheating on the Emperor and couldn't help but comfort her with a few words.

He was prepared to let Song Yiyan take his place, but he could only push the matter back.

Song Qing and Yu cried until their throats were hoarse, looking extremely weak. In the end, the first wife could only allow her to return first.

Song Qingyu was being helped out by Nannan as the cold wind blew in from outside.

After Song Qing and Yu finished dinner, he let Nannan pack up the dishes.

"Miss, what are you doing?"

"Didn't Grandmother punish Song Yiyan not to eat dinner? I'll send it over to her. "

"Huh?" Nannan did not understand, "That Song Yiyan bullied Miss, and Miss still wants to go? And the First Lady wouldn't let her starve at all. "

Song Qingyu smiled gently, but it was extremely intimidating, "Go, of course we have to go." If I don't go, my plans for the future will be ruined. I want Grandmother to be completely disgusted with Shen Shi and her daughter. "

When Song Qing and Yu carried the food to the ancestral hall, the sky had completely darkened.

Song Yiyan was sitting in the temple out of boredom. Seeing Song Qingyu's sudden arrival, she stood up cautiously.

"What are you doing here?"

"Send some food to second sister."

Song Qingyu smiled like a flower.

Suddenly, the moment she walked into the ancestral hall, the lamps in the ancestral hall were extinguished. Song Yiyan was shocked. She was lost in thought, and when she looked over, Song Qingyu had disappeared.

"Song Qingyu!"

In the darkness of the night, only the sound of the wind outside could be heard.

Song Yiyan was so scared that her face paled, but she still said deliberately, "Song Qingyu, I know you're up to no good. I'm not afraid of you. If you have the ability …" "Ahh!

Song Yiyan felt pain on the back of her hand, and before she could look, her neck was grabbed.

"Song Yiyan, your mother killed my child and I. I will make you pay with your life."

"Who are you? "Who are you?"

Song Yiyan was suddenly released. She gasped for breath and saw a white shadow float past before disappearing. Her eyes widened.

"I'm Li Yun, Mistress Cloud. I watched your birth, don't you remember? It hurts, your mom beat me up with a stick and a stick. Ah Yan, can you come down and apologize? Why don't you come down and accompany us? "

Li Yun?

Li Yun!

Song Yiyan was so scared that her face turned pale, "No, no, every debt has its own master. You go find my mother, not me."