Song Huaci is better, she has always been the character of not running away from things and thinking of solutions first, and she is urgently thinking about coping strategies at the moment. She was still a little glad in her heart that she didn't go back with light work just now, it was really worse than the current situation.

And when Song Qiaoshu heard that she had been discovered by Mrs. Song, her face turned white with fright. She experienced too much shock tonight, and she couldn't bear it for a while, and she staggered two steps under her feet.

Song Huaci grabbed her arm, helped her and said, "Sister, since Daddy wants us to go, let's go over."

Now that's all there is to it, Song Huaci pinched his hand with his fingernails to calm himself down. She kept telling herself not to cry, not to be weak, not to add to the chaos.

entered the front yard, and sure enough, as expected by the Song Painting Temple, Song Taifu, Yao, and Song Zhiyao were all there.

Song Huaci got up early and was still thinking that Song Zhiyao could really be quiet for so long without giving her trouble, who would have thought that after only half a day, she would pounce.

"Yo, the two young ladies in our house are finally back, it's really not easy. My lord has been waiting here for an hour, and I have sent so many people to look for it, but I can't find anyone. Hey, why is this still dressed up in men's clothes? Mrs. Song didn't speak, but let the Yao family preemptively mock them.

Song Huaci and Song Qiaoshu knelt on the ground together and asked Mrs. Song to say goodbye. Mrs. Song only looked at them coldly and didn't scream.

"Hey, the third sister and the fourth sister are happy to go out to play, but the fourth sister is bitter for your maid. With such a master, tsk. Song Zhiyao pretended to sigh.

Song Huaci raised his head violently and asked, "What's wrong with Qianjiao?"

"As a personal maid, she can't persuade her master in time, of course she will be punished. Not...... I think about it, it seems to be...... Thirty boards, right? Song Zhiyao looked innocent.

"Jing'an, pull the two young ladies down and play twenty boards each." Song Zhiyao's voice was about to fall, and Mrs. Song directly asked the chief steward of the Song Mansion to punish them, and he didn't even want to listen to the explanation.

Song Qiaoshu raised her head suddenly, and tears still couldn't help but flow: "Daddy, daddy, it's not about the ancestral hall, it's all daughters......"

"Sister!" Song Huaci's tone was a little harsh, and he said loudly: "Sister, you don't have to beg him, you haven't done anything wrong." If he wants to fight, he will fight. ”

Hearing that she had already been punished, and now she was going to punish them again, Song Huaci was very angry, and she felt that Mrs. Song's father was simply a bastard. My daughter returns late, so I should always ask the reason no matter how wrong it is, right?

Well, even if they are outrageously wrong, twenty boards! Song Huaci has been weak and malnourished since he was a child, and Song Qiaoshu is even weaker and sickly.

There is no need to think about this matter, looking at the gloating expressions of Song Zhiyao and Yao, you can know that Mrs. Song must have been instigated by them. Oh, when the prince was swayed by a woman, he punished his concubine indiscriminately, he was really a good official!

Endured him for a long time, and today he was going to hurt her as soon as he made a move, and the two people closest to the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, the Song Painting Ancestral Hall really didn't want to endure it. Even if Lin An had no parents in her previous life, she was alone, and she would rather not have such a father.

Angered by the arrogant appearance of the Song Painting Temple, Song Taifu grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it down, and the teacup flew straight towards the head of the Song Painting Temple. Song Huaci dodged sideways, but Song Qiaoshu was afraid that she would be injured, so she didn't want to pounce on her to block her.

Song Taifu used great force, the cup smashed on Song Qiaoshu's body, Song Huaci was knocked forward and bent forward, and the hot tea also spilled on her body, and the hot Song Qiaoshu's skin immediately turned red.

Song Huaci was a step slower to react, and could only watch Song Qiaoshu being smashed. She immediately got up to look at Song Qiaoshu, who was already in pain and couldn't stand up.

Song Huaci's eyes were full of tears, and he immediately checked Song Qiaoshu's strength. Just by probing, Song Huaci knew that Song Qiaoshu's injuries were not light, and I am afraid that even the internal organs were damaged.

She didn't care about it and wanted to take Song Qiaoshu back to the courtyard for treatment quickly, but who knew that the Yao family fanned the flames in front of Mrs. Song again: "My lord, the fourth girl is about to get married, how can this temperament marry into the royal family?" If you don't teach well at home now, it will not only bring the reputation of the unmarried girl in the house, but also damage your reputation. ”

Hitting the snake and hitting seven inches, Yao's words can be regarded as talking about the sore spot of Song Taifu. A cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said to the chief steward: "The fourth young lady has an unruly temperament, and it is because I don't teach well. Trespassing, returning late, disrespecting elders, and not being spared. ”

Looking at the stubborn and resentful eyes of Song Huaci, Song Taifu felt threatened. He paused, and said word by word without emotion: "The fourth lady beats thirty boards, and the third miss has a gentle temperament, and if she wants to be coaxed by the fourth miss, she will play fifteen boards."

Song Qiaoshu stiffened herself and said to Mrs. Song: "Daddy, no, it's not the fault of the fourth sister, you just beat me."

Song Huaci couldn't bear it, just beat her, Song Qiaoshu was already like this, and he didn't even let it go.

Song Huaci stood up and looked at Song Taifu coldly, as if there were thousands of troops in his eyes: "Today, you can't fight anyone."

"It's against you." Mrs. Song slapped the table fiercely: "I am your father, I teach you what is right, where have you learned poetry, calligraphy and etiquette?" Let's see if I can beat you! ”

A subordinate came up to pull Song Qiaoshu and Song Qiaoshu, Song Huaci struggled to break free and then protected Song Qiaoshu, looking at Song Taifu sarcastically: "Yes, Daddy also knows poetry and calligraphy." Then the prince of heaven and earth is the teacher, and the king is in front of the pro. My marriage contract with the third prince was given by the Queen Mother herself, and I will marry into the royal family in less than 20 days, and my father will slap me in the face of the Queen Mother! ”

"You...... You ......" Mrs. Song angrily pointed at the Song Painting Temple but was speechless, and paused for a while before saying: "Okay, good, this is the good daughter born to my Song family." I can't beat the future three princesses, so let the third lady bear it. ”

"Jing'an, drag the third lady down to be punished."

"You can't do that to her!" Song Huaci was red-eyed.

"As long as I am still the daughter of my Song family, I can." Mrs. Song looked at Song Huaci coldly, meaning that he didn't plan to ask for Song Huaci's daughter.

"Ancestral Hall, Ancestral Hall, don't contradict Daddy anymore, you can't resist him." Song Qiaoshu pulled the corner of the Song Painting Temple and prayed.

"Sister!" The Song Painting Temple was unwilling to give up.

"Ancestral Hall, what can you do, what can we do?" Song Qiaoshu knelt on the ground and asked softly, helplessly.

Song Huaci only felt that a fire in her heart had been extinguished at once, and she felt that her momentary resistance was like a joke.

She was heartbroken that she and her sister were injured, and she was powerless to save herself, so she decided not to endure it anymore. But she forgot, in this era, what qualifications does she have to resist?

If she is now the third princess, then she will never have to look at their faces here, and no one can stop her from taking Song Qiaoshu away.

But she is still the daughter of the Song Mansion who has not yet come out of the cabinet, and the biggest in the Song Mansion can only be Song Taifu. What is the use of her justification and rebellion? Her anger, her unwillingness, all ignored.

Song Huaci never longed for power and status for a moment, and she was ashamed and angry at her incompetence.

Song Huaci stroked Song Qiaoshu's wet clothes with his hand, and the already cold tea was sticking to his skin, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Song Huaci nodded tiredly as if he had been drained of his strength, and then raised his eyes, Song Huaci had already lost his pride and stubbornness, and respectfully made a big salute to Song Taifu: "Daddy, my daughter knows that she is wrong, you can beat me." My sister came home late because of me, and she was injured again, so she couldn't beat her. ”

"The fourth sister is the future third princess, you are noble, who dares to beat you! Don't let your father violate the dignity of the royal family, this crime is too big for us to afford. Song Qiaoshu took a leisurely sip of hot tea and waited to watch the show.

"Can't you understand me? Pull the third lady down. "Song Taifu ignored the Song Painting Temple, and there was no room for turnaround.

Song Huaci's hand was clenched tightly, his nails were embedded in the flesh, and the whole person trembled slightly.

Song Qiaoshu hugged Song Huaci's arm and forced a smile to comfort her: "Ancestral Hall, in another seventeen days, you will wear a wedding dress." For a lifetime, just like this once, the ancestral hall must be beautiful and bright, and you can't bear the slightest injury, don't rob it with your sister, huh? ”

"Sister, I'm sorry......" Song Painting Temple bowed its head, the first time so helpless and helpless. For the first time, I shed tears in front of people.

"Good."

Song Qiaoshu is also afraid of pain, but she wants to protect her sister.

Jia Ding stepped forward and pulled Song Qiaoshu away, not caring about her injuries at all. Seeing this, Song Huaci suddenly got up from the ground and went to pull away those who took Song Qiaoshu. And behind her, several more people came out and stopped her movements.

The struggle was ineffective, and in Song Qiaoshu's suddenly tough gaze, Song Huaci did not use martial arts to break free from these people after all.

yes, she can't let them find out, she can't. She still has to wait for the day when she is strong enough to fight against the Song Mansion, enough to let these people who hurt her relatives go to hell one by one.

One, two, three, four......

The sound of whipping hit the heart of the Song Painting Temple. The heart is already bloody and unbearable.

Song Huaci was soft on the ground, looking up at the expressions of the three people sitting at the top.

Mrs. Song had a cold face, silently picked up the tea and drank it, indifferent; The corners of Yao's mouth hooked a smug smile, and he looked at the Song Painting Temple mockingly; Song Zhiyao held her cheeks, and her innocent and lively expression was full of resentment and pleasure.

Song Huaci closed her eyes and stopped looking, didn't she already know their thoughts?

Song Huaci silently told himself that it didn't matter if it was bleeding, the wound would always form a harder scar.

From today on, my Song Painting Temple will no longer have a trace of nostalgia for the Song Mansion. I will protect those who love me, and I will make them repay a hundredfold of those who have hurt me and those who love me.

Song Huaci stood up silently, there was no wave in his eyes, calm and terrifying: "One day, you will be punished."

"Rebel, what kind of bastard are you talking about?" Song Taifu gritted his teeth.

"Yo, is the fourth girl threatening the adult? You raised you when you were born, and let you grow up so big, even if you want to be retributed, it should be you, an unfilial daughter, what is the matter with adults. Yao was dismissive.

"You look at yourselves."

Then, regardless of everyone's reaction, Song Huaci walked towards the dying Song Qiaoshu step by step and took her home.

Song Huaci directly took Song Qiaoshu to her courtyard, so that she could take care of two people at the same time.

In the end, she has martial arts, even if she has thirty strokes of the board, the injury is not very serious, but she needs to stay in bed for a while. Song Huaci briefly showed it to Qi Huan, and hurried to treat Song Qiaoshu.

Song Qiaoshu was hit by a cup and had slight internal injuries, plus she was beaten thirty boards later, and she only had one breath.

Song Taifu then sent a doctor to see Song Qiaoshu, and Song Huaci coldly watched him leave Song Qiaoshu a bottle of the most common hemostatic medicine and retired, and there was no resentment and sadness in his heart.

She threw the medicine in the corner, boiled hot water and washed them one by one, and then took out the good herbs in her hand and gave them to use.

Pour water, medicate, bandage, dress...... When everything was done, the sky was already dark.

Song Huaci didn't dare to sleep at the moment, she knew that this kind of wound was the most likely to induce a low-grade fever, and Song Qiaoshu's body couldn't stand such a toss, she had to guard by the side.

After calming down, the Song Painting Temple remembered Meng Zhaoyan. At the moment, the only man who can give her enough status and status. No matter what the future holds, now she must get enough support and trust from Meng Zhaoyan, and then she will have room for her Song Painting Ancestral Hall's schemes.

After making up his mind to stand on Meng Zhaoyan's side, Song Huaci exhaled a long breath and gently rubbed the corners of his forehead.

The future is still a fog. But if she wants not to be subservient to others, to be subservient, and to protect the people around her, she has to plan carefully from this moment on, and she must not make mistakes.

On the morning of the second day of the Shangyuan Festival, the Song Painting Temple was laboriously feeding Song Qiaoshu and Qianjuan, when they heard people entering the courtyard.

Song Huaci said to Song Qiaoshu and went out to see, Song Zhiyao was walking in with a group of servants.

"Yo, the fourth sister looks good." Song Zhiyao looked at the Song Painting Temple with a smile.

"Don't dare to bother with big sister." Knowing that there would be no good thing for her to come, Song Huaci replied coldly.

"Tut-tut, sister, I came early in the morning to deliver medicine to Song Qiaoshu, and your attitude really hurts my heart."

"Don't bother with big sisters." Song Painting Temple repeated, the words were too lazy to change.

She has medicine now, and she can't grieve herself and beg her.

Song Zhiyao thought that she would grovel and beg her when she brought the medicine to Song Qiaoshu, but she didn't expect that there was no reaction at all.

Song Zhiyao was unwilling, and continued to tempt: "This medicine is the best Zijin San, and it is the most useful to stop bleeding and remove stasis." Song Qiaoshu was injured like that, and she would definitely not be able to survive it with ordinary medicine. How about the fourth sister, do you want it? ”

"Miss Song's medicine here has its own three princes, and Miss Don't worry about it." A sharp voice reached everyone's ears.

Song Huaci was about to send Song Zhiyao away quickly, when he heard the voice and looked up, he saw a person who looked like a eunuch leading four maidservants and was walking in, and when he saw her, he smiled very flatteringly: "The slave asks for peace for the four girls."

Song Huaci felt that he was a little familiar, and suddenly remembered that he was the one who was always by the side of the third prince.

Glancing at Song Zhiyao, Song Huaci nodded and asked, "My father-in-law suddenly visited, is there something important?"

"The third prince heard that the girl's people were injured last night, and he was afraid that the girl would not have enough manpower to take care of her here, so he sent a slave to send a few maidservants to the girl." Ci'en turned sideways and pointed out the maidservant to the Song Painting Temple.

Song Huaci hurriedly thanked him and invited Ci'en to go in for tea. Ci En politely declined, did not leave immediately, but continued to convey Meng Zhaoyan's words to the Song Painting Temple: "Miss Song, Your Highness said, if there is anything you can greet directly, you don't have to be polite to him. What you mean is what he means, and I will do what I am told. ”

The Song Painting Temple reacted very quickly: "Then please thank Your Highness on behalf of your father-in-law."

Ci En returned the courtesy, and then he turned to Song Zhiyao and said, "Miss, Your Highness said that he will handle everything here for the fourth girl, so don't worry about the Song Mansion, you should go back."

Song Zhiyao was a little stunned all of a sudden, what the third prince meant, was it obvious that the Song Mansion had bullied the Song Painting Temple, and wanted to support her?

"Father-in-law is polite, dare to ask father-in-law, does Daddy know about this?" Song Zhiyao was very annoyed when she saw that the third prince was so interested in the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, and she ruined her plan, and planned to move out of Song Taifu to suppress Ci'en.

"Miss, what are these words? Do the three princes still need to ask for the consent of a minister to do things? "Kindness is not in a good tone.

"Yes." Song Zhiyao reluctantly replied and left.

In fact, it is not without taboo to say this. The prince doesn't need to ask the minister to do things, but no matter how bad this minister is, he is also the future father-in-law of the third prince, and his identity is different.

However, remembering what the third prince said before leaving, "Don't be afraid, just support her", Ci'en felt that it was better to speak more forcefully.