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In Cangli Kingdom, in a secluded courtyard in the Song Mansion, there were bursts of crying.

"Fourth Miss, Fourth Miss, wake up...... Woowoo...... Oh no, call someone, call the eldest lady quickly! Xia He hugged the Song Painting Temple and cried.

Song Huaci opened her eyes faintly, only to feel a tingling pain in her forehead, she reached out and touched it, sticky, with the smell of blood.

It was blood, Lin An gritted his teeth. As a doctor, she immediately had a list of first aid measures in her mind.

But as soon as she raised her hand, she was stunned again, her slender ten fingers were as white as green onions, and there were faint cyan blood vessels under her fair skin.

It's not her hand!

She jerked her head up and glanced at Xia He.

"Fourth Miss, you're awake!" Xia He saw that she opened her eyes, and immediately screamed in surprise.

Lin An shook his head, suspecting that he might have been hit by a car and hallucinated.

The woman in front of her was wearing a double bun, a pale pink palace flower, and the clothes of the ancients.

"Fourth Miss, the eldest lady has gone to ask for a doctor, and she will be back in a while. The wound on your forehead will be taken care of by the slave maid for you. Xia He said as he helped Lin An up.

Fourth Miss? A wound on the head?

When passing by the carved and gold-painted makeup, I caught a glimpse of the bronze mirror above. At a glance, his eyes widened.

This is...... Through? His hand trembled, and he held on Xia He's arm.

"This ...... What's going on? She was shocked, but she could only wait and see.

Xia He carefully helped her to the bed, and comforted her with a worried face: "Fourth Miss, the maid knows that you are bitter in your heart, but this marriage is due to the master." Although the third prince is disabled, the prince is handsome, and the emperor cares for the prince. In the future, the young lady will marry her...... Also ......"

Speaking of which, Xia He couldn't persuade him anymore. Knowing that the third prince Meng Zhaoyan had disabled legs, he could only sit in a wheelchair all day.

The fourth lady is the second daughter of the Song Mansion, because the first lady gave birth to a difficult birth, which caused the young lady to have a little bad brain after she was born, but she was bullied and forcibly married to the third prince.

Although the young lady is a little stupid, she has a strong temperament, how can she agree when she hears the ridicule and ridicule of the people in the house. I had no choice but to die......

Lin An closed his eyes and thought in his heart: Probably this is the so-called soul piercing! Some fragmentary memories flashed through my mind, which seemed to be the memories of the original owner of this body.

She condensed and sorted out her chaotic thoughts, then opened her eyes, looked at Xia He and asked, "You say, I really married a disabled prince?" ”

Xia He nodded, listening to her speak clearly, she was happy in her heart, and said, "Fourth Miss, you ...... You speak ......"

Lin An smiled and nodded, she had just cleared her mind and understood. The original owner of this body is named Song Huaci, the second daughter of the Song Mansion, with a simple temperament and a slight slow response.

She also knew that the maid Xia He in front of her was the personal maid beside her, but she was also a loyal person to herself.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a commotion outside the door.

"Seeing that I am about to get married, why are I still restless! The old man worked hard to find a family affair for her, and he was going to hang himself......"

The speaker's voice got closer and closer, and Xia He's face suddenly changed, and his expression seemed to be a little afraid.

She hurriedly wiped the blood on her face for the Song Painting Temple, and gathered the corners of the quilt for her. Only then did he stand aside respectfully.

Two little maids dressed in lotus pink armor opened the curtain and walked in a beautiful woman, but her face was a little hideous.

Behind her, there will be a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a moth head and eyebrows, and a straight nose and red lips.

This girl made Song Huaci's heart warm for no reason, and she wanted to get close to her.

"Sister." Seeing the wound on her forehead, the woman let out a soft cry and walked quickly towards her.

The eldest lady Yao sneered behind her back and said, "Hmph, didn't you say that you are dead?" Isn't that good? What kind of doctor, please! ”

Song Qiaoshu's face turned pale, her teeth clenched her lower lip, and there were tears in her eyes that seemed to be about to fall.

She gently stroked the forehead of the Song Painting Temple, sighed lowly, and said, "Silly girl." ”

As if he didn't see the eldest lady, Song Huaci just picked up a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her sister.

She has been an orphan since she was a child, with a cold temperament and has never been close to people.

Perhaps because of the familiar memories of this body, she couldn't help but want to be close to Song Qiaoshu. Seeing her so distressed, Song Huaci comforted awkwardly: "Sister, don't cry." ”

Song Qiaoshu took her hand, endured the sourness in her heart, nodded, and held her hand again, signaling her not to speak.

She stood up suddenly, knelt in front of Yao's family, and cried and begged: "Big lady, Qiao Shu begs you, please don't marry the fourth sister to the third prince." If you have to get married, then ...... Then I will marry my sister into the palace! ”

Yao's willow eyebrows were raised, his eyes were squinted, the corners of his mouth flashed a sneer, and he said sarcastically: "Yo, you two sisters are really worthy of being born of the same mother." They all wanted to marry into the palace, and this sister was stupid because of her sister's stupidity, so she wanted to replace her. It's a pity, your heart is well known to passers-by. If you want to marry instead, you better tell the master in person! ”

Pushing Song Qiaoshu to the ground, Yao turned around and carefully looked at Song Huaci a few times, and saw that her injuries were not serious, so he brought the doctor back again.

Song Huaci hurriedly got out of bed and helped Song Qiaoshu up from the ground, "Sister, are you okay?" ”

Song Qiaoshu shook her head, hugged her thin shoulders, and cried.

"Ancestral Hall, it's all my sister's fault, my sister doesn't have the ability to protect you, so you have suffered so many grievances......"

Song Huaci's heart was sour, and there was a thin layer of mist in his eyes.

She stiffly raised her arm, gently stroked Song Qiaoshu's back, and comforted her: "Sister doesn't cry, crying carefully hurts her eyes." You've worked hard enough for this these days. We think long-term, and it may not be impossible! ”

Song Qiaoshu was stunned for a moment, her tears stopped flowing, she straightened her body, and her eyes were firmly fixed on her eyes.

It's the first time I've seen such a calm and self-contained sister. As her own sister, no one knows the Song Painting Temple better than her.

It's not easy to say a sentence completely, not to mention that when she says this, she seems to be a few years older than herself.

"Ancestral Hall, you...... Your stupidity and stubbornness, isn't it good? Song Qiaoshu was surprised and delighted, and asked stumblingly.

Song Huaci's heart tightened, and he didn't know how to answer. It turned out to be the Song Painting Temple, which had already disappeared.

It's troublesome to explain, and it will frighten Song Qiaoshu.

Seeing that she was silent, she lowered her head and lowered her eyes.

Song Qiaoshu thought for a moment, then suddenly cried again, and said, "Ancestral Hall, my good ancestral hall!" The sky has eyes, and it has finally blessed you! ”

When Song Huaci heard this, he was a little moved in his heart. In modern times, no one has ever treated herself like this, and just seeing Song Qiaoshu made her let down her guard.

Could it be that this is the so-called family affection?

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