Chapter 736: What kind of injury is this?

Hu Tian's generals rushed over, and after whispering a few words, Hu Tian left.

Song Xinyi, who was bored in the room, played cards with the maid.

In the afternoon, there was another person from the Song Mansion.

"Ma'am, do you go now?" Ziyan looked at Song Xinyi's face and asked.

"Go, why don't you go." Song Xinyi stood up and changed into plain clothes.

As soon as she entered the lobby of the Song Mansion, Mrs. Song sat on the chair with a dark face.

"Mother." Song Xinyi saluted.

"Get on your knees!" Mrs. Song scolded sharply.

Song Xinyi knelt down obediently, and Ziyan stood aside and knelt down as well.

"You know you're wrong!"

"My daughter doesn't know." Song Xinyi replied coldly.

Mrs. Song stood up angrily and pointed at the tip of Song Xinyi's nose and scolded: "You went on an outing with your sister today, and you hurt her ankle for Hu!" ”

"I'm hurt too." Song Xinyi raised her head and pointed to her forehead, "Mother can't see it?" ”

"What kind of injury are you, wrapping a white cloth on your forehead and saying you're injured?" Mrs. Song stepped forward and ripped off the gauze on Song Xinyi's forehead.

Song Xinyi's wound was rubbed, and she screamed in pain, the wound was torn, and the blood quickly flowed down.

Originally, it was only a minor injury, but the doctor said that it was okay after bandaging.

No matter how small the injury is, it can't withstand a vigorous tear.

The plaster and bandage attached to her forehead were torn off together, and the wound was visibly enlarged, and blood immediately flowed onto Song Xinyi's chin.

"Ma'am." Seeing this, Ziyan tore off the corners of her clothes and was about to re-bandage Song Xinyi.

"Stop!"

Ziyan looked at Mrs. Song angrily: "Mrs. Song, how can the second young lady say that she is also General Hu's wife, you treat her like this, aren't you afraid to turn back and ask the general?" ”

"Hehe, it's still a wife." Mrs. Song was angry, where did she care about the name of the general's wife.

"How do you think she Song Xinyi became the general's wife? Didn't I agree because I gave Mrs. Hu a good explanation? ”

"Now that you're out of the picture, you're going to go back and harm your sister? What a good sister. ”

Mrs. Song was laughed at angrily and began to reverse black and white.

Song Xinyi raised her head calmly: "Mother, are you finished, I'll go back after that, my husband is waiting for me to have dinner." ”

"What less general do you use to press me!" Mrs. Song threw the bandage on Song Xinyi's face: "Your sister is still lying in bed now, and you want to have dinner?" ”

"How about that? Mother can't wait to be the one who can't move in bed now? ”

Song Xinyi was not afraid at all.

"Okay, that's good, you're going to bump into me, someone!"

Soon the little maid came in and stood at the bottom of the hall with his hands tied.

"Throw this disobedient thing to the ancestral hall for me!"

Mrs. Song spoke, and the little servants rushed up, grabbed Song Xinyi's arm and was about to drag it away.

Ziyan couldn't bear it when she saw this, she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and now she couldn't tolerate her master being treated like this by these little guys.

The little guys were not Ziyan's opponents, and they were knocked to the ground in three or two clicks.

"It's the other way around." Mrs. Song rushed over and gave Ziyan a slap.

"Mother's self-respect." Song Xinyi protected Ziyan behind her: "The person you want to deal with is me, and I will go to the ancestral hall." ”

Song Xinyi knelt in the ancestral hall, boredly counting the ants on the ground.

"Ma'am." Ziyan was still half swollen with her face, and said helplessly: "Madame has always come over like this." ”

"Well, I've been used to it for a long time." Song Xinyi changed her posture and sat on the futon.

"Madame has suffered." Ziyan reached out and rubbed Song Xinyi's legs.

"I can't endure the suffering, even if I have no quarrel with the world, there will be people who look down on my high appearance and will come and trample me under my feet."

Song Xinyi whispered: "Besides, when I went down today, I expected that my mother would blame everything on me, who made my mother not love my father." ”

Ziyan didn't know what to say, and was silent for a moment before speaking: "Madam has the love of the general." ”

"Huh." Song Xinyi smiled: "Love, love, I don't want it anymore, just live a good life." ”

The two knelt until the top of the moon, and Hu Tiancai appeared.

"Ma'am." Hu Tian opened the door of the ancestral hall and came in and helped Song Xinyi up. Love Book House

Song Xinyi got up, a little unsteady on her feet.

Hu Tianer didn't say a word, and directly picked up Song Xinyi horizontally, and her face was so dark that she could drip water.

"The carriage is waiting outside, shall we go home?" Hu Tian's tone was gentle.

"I'm afraid my mother won't let me."

Before the three of them could go out, they were stopped by the little maid sent by Mrs. Song.

The little guy trembled and didn't dare to look at Hu Tian's face: "General, madam, the eldest lady is invited." ”

Hu Tian hugged Song Xinyi and turned his head and went to the lobby.

"Let me go." Song Xinyi whispered.

"No, I'm not tired."

Who cares if you're tired or not!

Song Xinyi shouted in her heart, she just didn't want Mrs. Song to see this scene.

Song Xian had a party today, and he went out in the afternoon and has not come back yet, so Dr. Song dared to punish Song Xinyi like this.

"General Hu." Mrs. Song sat on the chair with a shelf and looked at Song Xinyi coldly.

This little bitch is going to be shameless!

Hu Tian ignored Mrs. Song, bent down and put Song Xinyi on the chair, before looking up at Mrs. Song.

"Madam, can I ask, today for Hu and let Xinyi kneel in the ancestral hall."

"Of course, it's because she made her ankle today."

Mrs. Song was angry when she talked about this.

"I was also there at the time, and it was a real accident that happened to me."

"Hehe, who knows, didn't she break her forehead, and her ankle was broken for Hu Hui."

Doctor Song didn't believe this nonsense, Hu Tian was Song Xinyi's husband, and of course he would speak for Song Xinyi.

"So Madame didn't care about Xinyi's injuries and tore her wounds again?"

Hu Tian accentuated his tone.

"Where I tore her wound, it was obviously her own carelessness." Mrs. Song glanced at Song Xinyi with a weak heart.

"Mother, saying this kind of thing without blinking her eyes, Xinyi really admires it." Song Xinyi pulled Hu Tian's sleeve.

"Let's go, husband, I'm so hungry."

"Okay, let's go home for dinner." Hu Tian bent down to pick up Song Xinyi again, turned around and was about to go out.

"Stop! Song Xinyi, your sister hasn't returned to the He family yet, so you just left? Mrs. Song chased after her and shouted at the door.

"Mother, since my sister was able to marry the means at the beginning, and now she can make the means go back, don't worry."

Song Xinyi's tone mocked: "Didn't my sister already hook up with He Yu that day, if it really didn't work, wouldn't Wang Tang not marry a wife." ’

"You!" Mrs. Song was choked up, and Wang Tang was Song Nianqing and her next step.

If it wasn't a last resort, she didn't want to see Wang Tang marry Nianqing.

After all, no one in the concubine room in the hands of Wang Tang can live for more than a month.

Mrs. Song could only watch Song Xinyi and Hu Tian walk out of the Song Mansion.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around." Mrs. Song rushed to Song Nianqing's room: "You clean up, go out to attend some banquets after your injuries are healed, and then find someone to marry." ’

"Mother, He Lang promised me to take me back."

After all, He Yu's family is a Hou Mansion, even if it is a small wife, it is better than marrying a small family as a wife.

"Don't think about your He Lang, in a month it will be the day when the vassal kings from all over the country will enter Beijing, you find someone who doesn't know the situation, hurry up and get married."

Mrs. Song really doesn't want to see her daughter tossed, although marrying the vassal kings is a little farther, it is better than staying in the imperial city to let people see jokes.

"Okay." Song Nian reluctantly agreed, but he had a small calculation in his heart.

If he can design Song Xinyi to die, then wouldn't Hu Tian have a wife?

Song Nianqing told Mrs. Song about this idea, and the latter suddenly realized.

This is a method, looking at Hu Tian's attitude towards Song Xinyi, he is a wife who loves his wife, much better than He Yu.

And although Hu Tian is just a general, he is also a gateway to speak in the imperial city.

"Or you're smart." Mrs. Song praised Song Nianqing, "However, Song Xinyi is very wary of us now, I'm afraid that she won't be easily fooled." ”

"The mother comes with her ears, and the daughter has a way."

Song Nianqing smiled wickedly, and carefully told Mrs. Song about the plan she came up with.