Song Huaiyan is now wearing a dark gold thread phoenix pattern robe, and the tassels on his head are swaying slightly with his figure, which is indescribably graceful and luxurious.

It seems that her marriage contract with Lu Jinao is still useful, and it is now a country.

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army, Han was the first to step forward, and when he saw the woman's face clearly, he was stunned in place.

Seeing that the commander was stunned, the others didn't know whether to make a move or not, so they had to stop with each other's eyes.

Commander Han's eyes widened, staring at the woman in front of him in disbelief, this face... Is this Song Huaijin?

Is it really Mr. Huai Jin back then?

Isn't it rumored that she has died in Anling? Why is it here?

Seeing that he didn't move, Song Huaijin pulled the one-eyed dragon behind him and stepped forward to salute: "Commander Han, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"You... Do you know me?" Commander Han tentatively spoke, "Are you really Song Huaijin?"

Five years ago, although he didn't have much contact with Song Huaijin, he could see that this was a polite woman who never allowed anyone to violate her.

Song Huaijin still maintained the usual etiquette: "Huai Jin does not want to clash with the Imperial Forest Army, if you have to take Huai Jin away today, then please let me meet my father first." ”

Commander Han hesitated slightly, such a woman, compared to Song Huaiyan and Song Huaiyu's flying and domineering, it is indeed difficult for people to bear to do it.

However, since the death of the first emperor and Lu Jinao's accession to the throne, everything is different from before.

"Impossible!" Song Huaiyu hid behind Song Huaiyan and looked at Song Huaijin arrogantly:

"You think we're going to let an imposter see my father? Commander Han, what are you still doing in a daze? Don't hurry up and take down this slut! ”

Song Huaiyan casually played with the red coral beads in his hand: "What? Commander Han, this palace can't tell you now?"

"This..."Commander Han swallowed his saliva, the hand holding the silver spear gradually tightened, and he was about to raise his hand to attack when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"When does my daughter need to be recognized?" Song Xun's voice sounded not far away, with his usual calmness and pride, which instantly quieted the tense environment.

As soon as he saw Song Xun coming, Song Huaiyanhe immediately changed his smile and greeted him gently.

To this day, every time she sees her father's smile, she still unconsciously feels weak.

Song Huaiyu's discomfort was even more obvious, as if she was suddenly dragged into the day five years ago, when Song Huaijin broke into the mansion with a musket and drove the mother and daughter out of the house.

Song Xun walked up to Song Huaijin with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come back?"

"I met something on the way, and I was delayed."

Looking at the appearance of Song Xun and Song Huaijin, Song Huaiyu's heart sank to the bottom even more.

It turned out that her father had long known that Song Huaijin was not dead, and it turned out that she was an outsider to the family from beginning to end.

"Huaiyan, you should be happy that Huaijin is back, why do you keep a straight face?"

Song Xun's words suddenly woke up Song Huaiyan, and she immediately nodded in response:

"Yes, yes, yes, it's time to be happy. Oh, by the way, my sister came back in a hurry, and in a few days, the emperor is going to Huguo Temple to pray for blessings, and the family members of officials are allowed to accompany him, why don't you go and see my sister too?"

"It's okay, it's a blessing." Song Huaijin cooperated with Song Huaiyan hypocritically.

Everyone talked and laughed and walked to the main hall together.

Song Xun called today a family banquet, so he called Bai Suran over and washed the dust for Song Huaijin.

I haven't seen him for five years, and when I looked at Song Huaijin again, Bai Suran's eyes suddenly became hot, and tears almost fell.

However, she is no longer the little girl who came out of Anling back then, and her world is no longer only Song Huaijin.

"Yo, the sister of the Bai family is here? Quick, sit with me. Before Song Huaijin could speak, Song Huaiyu immediately warmly pulled Bai Suran to sit beside him, and pointed at Song Huaijin jokingly:

"Look at this person, do you still know her?"

Bai Suran slowly turned his head and looked at Song Huaijin with big watery eyes.

The moment she saw Song Huaijin's eyes, she seemed to have been stung by some thorn, and immediately avoided her gaze and called weakly:

"Sister."

That sound, cowardly and unfamiliar, seemed to contain endless hatred and grooming.

Song Huaijin's heart sank, and he only felt that he knew that Su Ran was in front of him, but it seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

"Eh, do you remember what your sister likes to eat?" Song Huaiyu said and pushed Bai Suran, urging: "She likes to eat this kind of porridge with all kinds of things, send this bowl of porridge to her?"

"Hmm." Bai Suran answered, lowered his head and picked up the bowl of porridge on the table.

The bowl was extremely hot, and at the moment of touch, Bai Suran immediately shrank back, but met Song Huaiyu's vicious gaze.

She shrank again, so she reached for her sleeve and picked up the bowl on the table.

In the years that Song Huaijin has been gone, Song Huaiyu's hatred for her has been vented on herself.

The days she spent in the Prime Minister's Mansion were not as good as being in the Bai family.

Bai Suran's hands were hot and red, but he didn't dare to let go, his teeth gradually clenched, and he walked to Song Huaijin with trembling.

"Eh, why are you walking so slowly? I'll help you. Song Huaiyu stood up as he spoke, and walked towards Bai Suran in two steps at once, deliberately tilting his body to his side.

Bai Suran's whole person shook, the porcelain bowl in his hand was immediately taken off, and the whole bowl of hot porridge was splashed towards Song Huaijin in an instant.

Song Huaijin quickly got up to dodge, and lifted the cloak to block the porridge idea that continued to splash at Song Huaiyan, and then, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground with a "bang", and the fragments seemed to be the hearts of everyone present.

Song Huaijin accepted the cloak and just wanted to go to see if Bai Suran was injured.

Bai Suran took two steps back like avoiding snakes and scorpions: "I'm sorry, sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, as long as you're not hurt." Song Huaijin stepped forward and held Bai Su's red hand, feeling distressed and mixed with many complex emotions at the same time: "I'll take you to get some medicine." ”

Song Huaijin said, asked Song Xun to resign, and pulled Bai Su to dye it, rinse, cold compress, and apply medicine, a set of actions flowed smoothly, without dragging mud and water at all.

But turning it up again, there were still many bruises on Bai Suran's body, Song Huaijin's heart tightened, and she immediately pulled her sleeves up, and what she saw was the superposition of the old and the new, and the scars were even more shocking: "Dye'er, this is?"

"This is Song Huaiyu." Bai Suran didn't shrink, his eyes were wooden, and he couldn't show any emotion: "Leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, I have nowhere to go, heh, sometimes I think about it, it's better to be a subordinate in the Bai family." ”

"Why didn't you tell the Prime Minister?"

"I'm not the prime minister's daughter, what can I do?" Bai Suran sighed and gently pushed Song Huaijin away:

"Okay, don't pretend, you never care about my life or death, let's go, let's go out to eat."

Bai Suran got up slowly, and walked out of the door.

"Dye!" Song Huaijin reacted suddenly, and hurriedly reached out to grab a corner of Bai Suran's clothes, trying to use all his strength to pull in a little distance between himself and Bai Suran, but in the end to no avail.

Seeing that the little sister who used to be around her and always had a smile on her face became what she is now, Song Huaijin felt a dull pain in her heart: "Where will I go in the future, will I take you with me?"

Before the words fell, Bai Suran turned around suddenly, and his godless eyes finally brought some light: "You really take me away?"

"Well, I'll take you away."

Seeing this popularity in Bai Suran's eyes, Song Huaijin's hanging heart finally sank.

Five years, she's been gone for too long.

Perhaps, give her a little time, and everything can go back to the way it was.