Chinese New Year's Eve arrived as scheduled.

Without the child and Song Juntong, Mrs. Pei was bedridden for a while, while Mrs. Wan's room took up the scenery.

I don't know how many waves of gifts it is, in addition to the gifts sent by everyone in the house, there are also many things sent by other houses, Gu Yuyin, as a princess, naturally has her own share.

Song Jiaqing and Mrs. Wan stood at the door, greeting waves of enthusiastic guests.

"Father!"

On the horse, the young man was wearing a dark brown suit, a black fox fur coat, a corset, a smile on the corner of his mouth, against the light, and stepping on the wind.

"Zi'an!" Song Jiaqing also did not expect that this son who had been away for two years could rush back on Chinese New Year's Eve and did not receive his false order.

Song Zi'an turned over, gave Song Jiaqing a dignified salute, and said:

"The prince of Beiling is coming, and the saint specially dispatched a group of young generals back to Wuxiang, and his son is fortunate to enter."

"Good, good." Song Kaqing, like Mrs. Pei, has always been an eyeball pain for this son, and his heart is full of joy at this moment.

"Why can't I see my mother?"

"Hello auntie."

Song Zi'an looked at the fact that it was not his mother Mrs. Pei who was standing next to Song Jiaqing, but Aunt Wan in the house, although he was puzzled in his heart, he still asked Aunt Wan for peace.

"Hello eldest son." At this moment, she is already Mrs. Wan, wearing a willow yellow dress, she bowed slightly, and stood with Song Jiaqing, already with a bit of the majesty of a flat wife.

Song Jiaqing glanced at Aunt Wan, and then said to Song Zi'an:

"Let's go in first."

Song Zi'an listened to the topic of his mother and avoided talking about it, and he was confused, but considering Song Jiaqing's face, he still followed in.

"Brother is back?" In the plum garden, Gu Yuyin, who was playing with the clothes sent by Chi Xiaoyu, listened to the girl's report, Kexin was obviously running quickly, and there was an unknown crimson in his ears.

Gu Yuyin remembered that this little general Song Zi'an, when he first entered the barracks, made great achievements, and he never favored Song Jin and Song Juntong, and he sounded like a good person.

"Let's go, let's go meet my brother." Gu Yuyin hooked her lips and sneered, and walked out of the door.

Ke Xin followed behind her, and for some reason, she always felt that this second young lady, from the beginning, was inconsistent with the rumors, let alone words like being bullied.

When Gu Yuyin arrived in the front hall, Song Jiaqing and Song Zi'an were sloppy, and they always vaguely prevaricated about where Mrs. Pei and Song Juntong were.

"Eldest brother." Gu Yuyin was wearing a red dress that came out of Prince Tan's mansion that day, every stroke of the silk thread of the dress was of the highest quality, and she painted a concubine with light makeup and a completely different temperament from before, which made Song Zi'an's eyes shine.

"My little sister looks good in this way." Song Zi'an has been in the army for a long time, and the news is closed, and as soon as he returned to Wuxiang City, he went back to his house directly, so the earth-shaking events that have happened in the past few months are blank here in Song Zi'an.

Song Zi'an has always called Song Juntong's second sister and Song Jin's younger sister, as if this name is more favorable.

Maybe it was the reaction of Song Jin's original body, and Song Zi'an unilaterally broke up for a long time, Song Zi'an always sent some gifts, Song Jin often didn't look at it in the end, and only kept it in the plum garden. Now seeing Song Zi'an again, listening to him call his little sister, he almost burst into tears.

"Thank you, brother." Gu Yuyin quickly adjusted her state and smiled at Song Zi'an.

"Little sister, do you know how your mother and second sister are doing now?" Song Jiaqing sloppily eyes, Song Zi'an looked at Gu Yuyin's appearance just now, maybe he didn't reject himself anymore, and asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Mother and sister, aren't they still in the Peach Blossom Pavilion now?" Gu Yuyin replied innocently.

Still in the Peach Blossom Pavilion, but did not go out on such a day as Chinese New Year's Eve, Song Zian pondered, and then jumped up from his seat:

"Thank you, little sister, tell my father, I'm going to visit my mother and second sister."

In the end, it is still a blood relative, although Song Zi'an doesn't like the style of the two on weekdays, but they are not in the house on weekdays, and it is rare to come back, so they still have some worries, and they didn't wait for Song Jiaqing's answer at the moment, Song Zi'an hurriedly walked out.

Song Jiaqing looked at Gu Yuyin, Gu Yuyin found a seat and sat down, looking at his eyes, as if smiling but not smiling, with some weird arcs in the corners of his eyes.

"What's wrong, father?" Gu Yuyin asked knowingly.

"You, your wings are really hard now." Song Jiaqing was a little angry, and just wanted to say something heavier, looking at Gu Yuyin's index finger in front of his lips, his face was full of mockery.

"Shhhhhh Gu Yuyin had already rounded up with Chi Xiaoyu at this moment, and the dowry also arrived two days ago, looking at the boxes of gold, silver and jewelry carried into the plum garden, from the people outside the Song Mansion to the subordinates inside the Song Mansion, all of them smacked their tongues.

This amount of money has obviously exceeded the standard of ordinary princesses, and even slightly looks at the posture of the crown princess, Prince Tan is really rich, and others dare not say much.

After Gu Yuyin knew that she could only marry Chi Xiaoyu, facing Song Jiaqing, she still felt that Chi Xiaoyu's backer was sometimes really useful.

Song Jiaqing didn't speak again, and Mrs. Wan was sandwiched between the two, and it was rare to advance and retreat.

When Song Zi'an hurriedly came to the Peach Blossom Pavilion, the number of guards was much more than before.

Mrs. Pei was secretly sad and had no intention of taking care of the affairs of the house anymore, and Song Juntong had been locked in the room since that day

The extra guards at the door made Song Zi'an realize the seriousness of the matter.

Seeing Song Zi'an, the subordinates saluted one after another, but Song Zi'an walked directly towards his mother's room.

"Mother?" Knocking on the door gently, Song Zi'an asked.

In a short time, the door was opened from the inside.

"The eldest prince?" Mama Chen walked out of it with water, and when she saw Song Zi'an who was anxious at the door, she splashed directly on the ground.

Song Zi'an only nodded and walked in.

Inside the house, Mrs. Pei was still sitting there, sighing incessantly, touching her stomach, and looking sad.

"Mother!" Song Zi'an raised his voice slightly, so that Mrs. Pei could look at him.

"Zi'an!" Mrs. Pei was very excited and hugged Song Zi'an directly.

"Mother, I'm back." Song Zi'an also misses his mother.

"Okay." After Mrs. Pei said this, she let go of her hand, sat back in her place again, and sighed.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Song Zi'an asked, so far, no one has told him what happened.

Mrs. Pei touched her lower abdomen and said sadly:

"Your brother was killed by thieves, and your father didn't even care."

"Dare to ask mother, who is the thief?" Song Zi'an was puzzled, in the end, it was Song Jiaqing's flesh and blood, how could this be.

"Aunt Wan, now, it's time to shout Mrs. Wan, her daughter has become the princess of Tan, and even with this hoof, a singer has become a flat wife, your sister, she was driven crazy by Song Jin's dead girl!" Mrs. Pei complained.

Song Zi'an's heart was full of turmoil, he didn't know about Mrs. Pei's prejudice against the two mothers and daughters, naturally, many times he regarded it as invisible, so he didn't refute Mrs. Pei's title just now, it's just that this is about the child and Juntong, is it really just Song Jiaqing's partiality.

"Mother, you have a good rest here, and I will definitely help you get justice." Song Zi'an comforted Mrs. Pei, watched her emotions fluctuate, and finally persuaded her to leave.

He turned around and went to see the butler.

He didn't believe Mrs. Pei's words, nor did he not believe it entirely, the people of the Peach Blossom Pavilion and the people of the Plum Garden must have their own words, although the housekeeper is Mrs. Pei's person, but now in the house, it is Mrs. Wan who is in charge, since he can still sit firmly in the position of the housekeeper, he must be persuaded at both ends, and he is a person who can be asked.

"Less, young master, villains don't dare to lie."

In the next person's room, the housekeeper who was about to eat was startled by Song Zi'an's kick to open the door.

Song Zi'an knew that this housekeeper must not have suffered any less benefits on weekdays, he was an old fox, if he asked in a good voice, he would definitely not be able to ask any answer.

The housekeeper was also taken aback when he saw Song Zi'an, this eldest young master's great exploits in the army, he often heard Mrs. Pei mention it, and at this moment, he looked at the person who came was not good, so he was naturally a little scared.

"You say." Song Zi'an released a full low pressure, and the housekeeper was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his head.

"Since the eldest lady teased the second lady again, the second lady is like a different person, and she also got acquainted with Prince Tan and other sons in Beijing, Mrs. is pregnant, and the incense sent by Mrs. Hou Wan found something bad for the mother, so she had a miscarriage; The second lady became the princess of Tan, the eldest lady was jealous and wanted to kill the second miss, and even instructed the maid to poison Mrs. Wan's meal, and was arrested, so she went crazy. ”

After hearing all this, Song Zi'an couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, perhaps, evil has evil retribution, but that's it.