"Let Ning Haoran forgive you, even if this matter is in the past, if you can't do it, just wait for them to deal with it, Dad is old, I can't run behind you anymore, and I have to accept punishment if I do something wrong." Song Yingjie shook his head, no matter how used to them is, who knows if he will break the sky.

"Dad, you can't see death without help, how can we ask him for forgiveness, we don't know where he lives, and there is no hope at all if we can't see it." When Song Xiaosui saw her father's appearance, she was frightened immediately, and she didn't dare to come nonsense anymore.

If she had taken people away, maybe they wouldn't have escaped.

"Xianggong, you try, find Song Cuiling, she can be with Ning Gongzi, it means that the two have a good relationship, let her convince Ning Gongzi to forgive us, if she refuses to do it, we will kill her."

Song Xiaosui put his heart horizontally, both horizontally and vertically, playing with the people of their family.

"Xiaosui's words are right, maybe Song Cuiling has a turnaround, and Song Xiaomian also lives in the Zhou Mansion, you may be able to find a way to start with her and see if she is willing to help." Song Yingjie thought that he could only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and whether he could get out of it all depended on their creation.

"Xiaomian hates us very much, she won't help, Cuiling is still possible, Cuiling is okay if she can convince Xiaomian to help, Xiaomian used to love Cuiling the most, I can't see her suffer a little grievance, and now it is not easy for her to forgive."

Song Tianming felt that this matter was really difficult.

"Then, let your father or your mother carry this pot, just say that they instigated Ah Da and Ah Er to do it, and this matter will be over." Song Xiaosui doesn't care about the authenticity, as long as she can keep herself, those people have little to do with her.

"No, my dad can't die." Song Tianming immediately retorted.

"Then do as I say!" Song Xiaosui was on the bar with him.

Song Yingjie shouted: "Shut up for me, okay, pack up and go to Zhou's Mansion with me, apologize to them first, Xiaosui, bring Jing'er and them all to me." ”

"Why?" Song Xiaosui was puzzled.

"Just do what I say."

Song Yingjie drank again, and Song Xiaosui didn't dare to ask again because he knew he was guilty.

Song Xiaomian made breakfast, and after eating with them, he brought the food to Song Cuiling, as for Ning Haoran, naturally there was Brother Zhou waiting for him.

Song Cuiling was moved to see her finally appear, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Sister, I thought you wouldn't pay attention to me again in this life."

"I've eaten the food, I'm going to take the dishes back and wash them." Song Xiaomian talked about him left and right, and didn't tell her about punctuality.

"Sister, I know it's wrong, I'm really wrong, please don't ignore me, it's okay, I was bad before, I will change, I will change everything, can you forgive me? Shall we be good sisters again? Song Cuiling said, tears slid down her cheeks, and soon the clothes in front of her were wet.

Song Lele watched from the side, the five-flavor bottle in her heart was overturned, but she didn't dare to persuade Xiaomian, she didn't know what Cui Ling had done wrong, and she was afraid that it would not be a trivial matter to make Xiaomian so angry that she ignored people.

Song Xiaomian still ignored her, but there was something to flicker in her eyes, Cui Ling was beaten all over the body this time, it was really pitiful.

"Sister, for the sake of my mother and father, forgive me, no matter where you are in the future, I will follow you, I will work hard and complain, and I will never be as lazy as before." Song Cuiling choked up, and didn't move a bite of the food in front of her.

Song Lele finally couldn't stand it, and came over to persuade: "Xiaomian, we are all good sisters, if we can't have one heart, what will Cui Ling do in the future if she falls behind?" Forgive her, you need a helper. ”

After that, she shook Song Xiaomian's shoulder a few times.

"Sister, I really won't disobey you anymore, can you forgive me, you can do it if you want me to snort, you can let me do anything, please don't ignore me, okay......"

Song Cuiling stretched out her hand to cover her cheeks, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her sister's ignorance made her particularly uncomfortable.

Especially when she was locked up in the firewood room, thinking that when the sisters were locked up in the past, her sister always let her, if it wasn't for her sister using her body to block those sins for her, she was afraid that she would not be able to survive a long time ago.

Song Xiaomian was still speechless.

"Sister, my mother said, we are two sisters, we will always be sisters, my mother also said, if one of us doesn't live, she can't live, now my mother is gone, you don't want me anymore, I don't want to live anymore, father, mother, you wait, I will come to accompany you soon."

Song Cuiling cried even louder, and the sound alarmed Uncle Zhou who was passing outside, and he walked in quickly, thinking that something had happened in the house.

Seeing these people there, Song Xiaomian was even more indifferent, he seemed to be a little clear, maybe he was making trouble again.

"Xiaomian, you come out with me, I have something." Uncle Zhou thought about relieving them and calling them away.

Song Xiaomian glanced at him, and walked out without saying a word.

"Cui Ling, don't say that, hurry up and eat to take care of your body, Xiaomian is just angry, and when she is angry, the rain will be clear, you are still the best sisters, no one can replace you." Song Lele comforted Song Cuiling, she was so sad and sad, she was anxious in her eyes.

"Sister, she has been angry for many days, and this anger has not subsided, Lele, what should I do, I can't lose my sister."

Song Cuicui raised her eyes, all begging.

"I'll help continue to persuade her that you eat first." Song Lele couldn't do anything, thinking of her past, she was actually quite envious of Song Cuiling, she was protected by Xiaomian, she could only rely on herself.

After Zhou Bo and Song Xiaomian walked out of the room, Song Xiaomian stood in the courtyard and looked at him, wanting to see what was going on with him.

"Xiaomian, you are a smart girl, there are some things I won't pick out clearly, I have to pay attention to those people's actions these days, I'm afraid there is no way to cook, please ask you for three meals a day at home, you may not know the taste of the master, I'll buy the vegetables back, you just do it."

Uncle Zhou was worried that his master would not be able to eat his favorite dishes.

"Okay." Song Xiaomian replied simply, isn't it just cooking, there is nothing difficult, she can also go into the space while she is free.

I just don't know when the people Zhou Bo is worried about will come again?

Wu Yaohui returned to the inn, Huang Qingyi whispered a few words in his ear, and he wrinkled his forehead.

"Immediately pack up your things and stay at the station."

The station has always only been given temporary residence to the officials who were transferred by the emperor to do errands, but Song Yingjie advocated letting them live without authorization, in order not to slap them, anyway, even if the emperor finally checked it out, he would not blame the minister for this stay.

He wants to bluff and let people help find him, otherwise he will not be able to find the people he brought.

Song Yingjie led Song Tianming and the others and was just about to go out, when they heard someone report it.

"My lord, just now the people of Lord Wu came to report, and the prince decided to agree to the request of the lord to live in the station."

"Well, okay, I'll go meet them right away, you two, stay at home for me."

"Dad, you talk about it in front of the prince, maybe he will forgive us." Song Xiaosui hurriedly came up with an idea.

Song Yingjie just scratched her and didn't say much to her.

Yi Zhan wanted to take Ning Haoran over to live earlier, and he had already cleaned it up, but now Wu Yaohui suddenly wanted to move in, which was not abrupt at all.

The station is good, although it is worse than the Zhou Mansion, the environment is also good.

"Lord Song, this master is here to find a person, and after a while, the king will order someone to hand over the portrait to you, and you let the guards go out and post it, if you can provide information about this person, this king will be rewarded." Wu Yaohui didn't smile at his face, and he was terrible when he looked at it.

"Yes, the lower officials will definitely do it, as long as it is the prince's order, the lower officials will do their best to do it." Song Yingjie's face was flattering, if he didn't have the help of Lord Wu, he was afraid that something would really happen to his daughter.

"Okay, you can call the artist." Wu Yaohui waved his hand, he heard too many flattering words, and he was not one of them, but if Song Yingjie was really able to do things, it would not be a problem to give him some sweetness in the future.

"Yes, yes, the next official will go."

After Song Yingjie retreated, he immediately called the master and asked him to find the most famous painter in the whole West City.

The master was looking for someone for a while, so he thought that it would be better to look for it on the street.

Song Xiaomian was sneaking out of the back door at this moment, and she made a disguise, presumably even if Song Yingjie's old fox met again, she wouldn't be able to recognize it.

Who knew that the master was asking people everywhere: "How can people on this street find a good painter, Xicheng is a place with a big slap, can really talented people stay here and be wronged?" ”

"Yo, dare to love Master, you are imaginary, you don't have real materials, you can be an errand at the street gate, that's all foolish?"

Song Xiaomian said mischievously behind him, staring at him with a pair of eyes that were sloppy, just like a ruffian.

"You, you rascal, come quickly, catch him and beat him." The master's face couldn't be hung up, so he drank immediately.

Song Xiaomian was petite, and she withdrew several feet away after a few strokes, "Hmph, don't let people say it yet." ”

"You!"

"Master, we came out to find a painter, let's ignore him for the time being, if we can't find it back in time, it will be difficult for the prince to deal with him, and we won't be able to guarantee our errand." The official can show his job for the sake of his own job, and he doesn't want to embarrass the master.

"Oh, you're really right, let's hurry up and find someone, Master Zhang of the Zhang family doesn't know if he's at home, he can draw some." The master has one head and two big, and being taken together by Song Xiaomian makes it even more painful.

"You're looking for an artist? How much money can you make for a drawing? Song Xiaomian stepped forward, and the smile on his face rippled even more.

"You go, what can you fool around with this matter, we are looking for a painter for the prince, how much money to give depends on the mood of the prince." The official stretched out his hand and pushed, and Song Xiaomian almost fell to the ground.

"I can draw, take me there, if you can't draw well, it's my business."