"Miss Xia is so knowledgeable, she must not need to be said by others, and she also knows that there should be an awareness under the fence." Song Jinfu's cold timbre revealed a fierce color, and he warned Xia Qingyao unhurriedly, "Little sister can do whatever she wants, and it's not your turn to point fingers." ”

Without contrast, there is no harm.

As soon as Xia Qingyao came, Song Zhao had all kinds of connotations, and Song Jinfu really couldn't hear it?

On the contrary, Song Zhao was silent, no longer like before, he was so arrogant and unable to bear any losses, but quiet, well-behaved and sensible.

Although Song Zhao didn't want to deal with the attitude of stupidity, in the eyes of Song Jinfu, it was the image of a small angry bag who had been wronged to the extreme.

Song Jinfu suddenly felt that his little sister was a fragile and helpless little pitiful.

Xia Qingyao clenched her fists, and her thin nails almost scratched her palms.

She bit her lip and lowered her eyes with some grievances, "It's Yaoyao who has overstepped." ”

She looked at it for a moment, and suddenly saw the peacock silver step on the table, first stunned, and then surprised.

"What a beautiful pearl hairpin, is this a gift that the third brother wants to give me?"

Xia Qingyao was used to the gifts that Song Jinfu bought back for Song Zhao every time, because she couldn't give them away, they would eventually be delivered to her.

So this will subconsciously regard the peacock silver step shake as its own.

As she spoke, she was about to reach out to touch it, but was slapped hard by the folding fan in Song Jinfu's hand.

Sen Han's gloomy voice immediately sounded, "Don't touch my little sister's things." ”

The back of Xia Qingyao's hand hurt, and she shrank back, with tears in her eyes.

Song Zhao raised his eyebrows playfully, shook the jade fan in his hand, and looked at Song Jinfu with a look, "Didn't you say that this was not prepared for me?"

Song Jinfu's ears were red, he didn't look at the little sister's ridiculous eyes, he strained his handsome face, and struck a final blow at Xia Qingyao, "Little sister and I are your master, I used to think of your poor background, so I gave you a chance to adapt, and you should call us according to the rules in the future." ”

Xia Qingyao couldn't raise her head in humiliation.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, her eyes were red with blood, and her little face became more and more pale and miserable.

She didn't understand, it was obvious that Song Zhao used to look down on Song Jinfu, but she stayed by Song Jinfu's side to comfort him.

Why is Song Jinfu so aggressive now, just because Song Zhao is his own sister?

Or did he deliberately curry favor with Song Zhao because he was his concubine?

From this point of view, Song Jinfu is not a good thing.

Pity her for being alone, no matter how unhappy she is, she has to endure it, and said with a white face, "Second girl, third young master, you talk slowly, Yaoyao retreated first." ”

Xia Qingyao turned around and left, and before she reached the door, she heard Song Jinfu eagerly asking Song Zhao for advice on farming.

She returned to her courtyard, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and finally she didn't know what to think of, and went to the Fuqu Courtyard where Song Jingxian was.

*

Song Jingxian was practicing calligraphy at the window.

The young man wore a slim brocade robe, the robe was embroidered with cloud patterns, and the wide sleeves were folded upwards twice, revealing a thin little arm, which was more and more noble and clear.

Since he was hit by the cold poison three years ago, he lost the opportunity to go to the battlefield, and later although he was hanged by the god's grass, he could not completely remove the toxin, and he would have an attack once a month, so he could only cultivate his body in the mansion.

"Brother Shizi, Yaoyao made tea for you, you can sit down and rest for a while."

Xia Qingyao appeared in front of Song Jingxian like a little white flower in the wind, with a gentle and petty look.

Song Jingxian's personality is actually very cold, but in the face of his life-saving benefactor, his frosty face showed a gentle demeanor.

"How many times have I said it, I have everything, and you don't have to bother so much all the time."

Xia Qingyao had the coquettish attitude of the sister next door, "I'm worried that Brother Shizi is too diligent and doesn't care about his body, so I have to supervise every once in a while to feel at ease." ”

Song was shocked and his heart warmed, the two sat opposite each other, and he suddenly frowned, "Why are you so haggard?" ”