The next day, as soon as the day dawned, Song Yun got up from his chair and said abruptly, "Let's go." ”

The two people who were originally groggy suddenly woke up completely, and looked at Song Yun in front of them, what she was thinking about recently was to get Tingting's body back, how could she ...... now

Before he could say what he wanted to ask, Song Yun pulled the two of them towards the door, and Han Yue rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and walked out of the inn.

And Qin Jingnan, who hadn't slept all night, was very energetic, accompanying Song Yun (身shēn), but he could see that Song Yun's (情qíng) was very low, and the whole person seemed to have no spirit.

"You...... Are you okay? Along the way, Qin Jingnan still didn't hold back and opened his mouth.

Song Yun was stunned, bit her lip, and nodded, which made people feel a little distressed to watch. Seeing her nodding, Qin Jingnan didn't say much, it took about half a day to get from the north to the capital.

When they rushed back to the capital, it was already noon, Qin Jingnan wanted to take Song Yun to eat steamed buns, but Song Yun refused, and returned directly to the Tingwei Mansion, so he said goodbye to the two of them.

Now above this court, everyone knows that this Song Renju is standing on the side of Qin Shihao and the queen, and Qin Jingnan at this time is not easy to appear in the Tingwei Mansion, so he had to send Song Yun to the gate of the mansion, and turned (body shēn) and left.

When he arrived at the house, Song Yun sat alone in front of the dresser, facing the bronze mirror, took off the ornaments on his (body shēn) one by one, and finally put the hosta on his head on his right hand, entered the basin and began to freshen up.

The rose petals are gently attached to Song Yun's (delicate jiāo) skin, and the skin is more flavorful than a touch of red, but Song Yun at this time has no intention of taking care of these, but some wooden ones will scrub (body shēn) clean.

I don't know how long it took, Song Yun only felt that the water was a little cold, so he stood up (body shēn) and walked out barefoot, leaving a row of watermarks on the ground that were of the same size and pace.

Now that there is no Tingting and Lotus, Song Yun has to rely on himself for everything, and the two maids he saw yesterday secretly escaped from the Tingwei Mansion, preferring to be chased and killed rather than staying next to Song Yun's broom star (body shēn).

Thinking about it, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) sneered, and sure enough, this world is cold and cold.

She raised her hair in the mirror, put away the hosta that she had worn on her head for more than ten years, replaced it with a golden phoenix hairpin, and inserted it on her head.

Song Yun picked up a pink bottle, as soon as she opened it, the aroma inside came to her nose, this is her own special butterfly powder, which is added with special spices from the Western Regions, no (forbidden jìn) taste like butterfly flowers, and it is even more white and translucent on the face.

Then he picked up the rouge, applied it evenly on his face, painted red makeup, and picked up a black wooden stick and painted his eyebrows.

This is Song Yun's usual makeup, but I always feel as if something is missing, after thinking about it, Song Yun picked up a piece of gold foil paper, cut a plum blossom casually, and pasted it on his forehead.

I don't know why, it's just that I put an extra yellow, and I feel that the whole person's complexion has changed a lot.

Song Yun touched the golden hairpin on his head

, I went to see Xiao Yuanche again, I have been busy with Tingting's affairs (情qíng) recently, and I always feel that I have to forget about this little guy, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) feels guilty, but I don't know how to make up for it.

"Good Yuanche, wait for Eniang to come back." Song Yun hugged this little Yuan Che and kissed him lightly on the forehead, but for some reason, as soon as the kiss fell, Xiao Yuan Che actually cried to himself.

(身shēn) after (乳rǔ) Niang hurriedly stepped forward to take over Yuan Che, coaxed for a long time, and did not see any improvement, and when this child suddenly became like this, but this is, (乳rǔ) Niang actually caught a glimpse of Song Yun on the side There were two lines of tears in his eyes.

In the past, someone said that mother and son were connected, but this Song Yun and Yuan Che in front of him were not biological mother and son, but children picked up by Song Yun, but somehow, as if there was magic, the feelings of the two people (情qíng) were actually very good, even surpassing her (乳rǔ) mother.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Niang asked with some concern.

Song Yun was stunned, only then did he realize that the two tears on his face had stayed for some time, so he hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, you must take care of Yuan Che for me." ”

As he spoke, he stuffed a large bag of silver taels into the hands of (乳rǔ) Niang, and looked at (乳rǔ) Niang with a serious face, with a real mother-like perseverance and Congo in her eyes.

"You take the money." As he spoke, he stuffed the heavy silver into the hands of the (milk rǔ) mother, (milk rǔ) mother's eyes widened, and she hurriedly excused herself, she was afraid that she had never seen so much silver in her life, and she was full of it, and she didn't dare to think about it.

"Miss, this is unacceptable!" (乳rǔ) Niang hurriedly excused herself.

Song Yun looked at Yuan Che in her arms, stretched out his hand, and touched his forehead, sure enough, the child's crying weakened a lot, and Song Yun smiled bitterly: "If I don't come back after three days, you will take this money and take Yuan Che to leave the Tingwei Mansion, fly away, and never come back." ”

As he spoke, Song Yun knelt on the ground, tears crackled and fell, (乳rǔ) Niang hurriedly put Yuan Che in the cradle on the side, and also knelt down, where is the reason for the master to kneel to the slave since ancient times?

"Miss, what you said is tormenting the old man (body shēn), don't worry, even if I fight for this old life, I must protect the little boy thoroughly!" (乳rǔ) Niang said.

Hearing (乳rǔ) Niang say this, Song Yun's heart is also half settled, and the person who is left with the most peace of mind is (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi).

Thinking about it, Song Yun gave a few simple instructions to (乳rǔ) Niang, and then asked (乳rǔ) Niang to take Yuan Che to rest, and walked towards Songhe Hall by herself.

It's been a long time since I've come to see (奶nǎi)(奶nǎi), (奶nǎi)(奶nǎi) has always been a knife-mouthed tofu heart, although the mouth drove Zhang's mother and daughter out, even if they suffered by themselves, but when they heard that Zhang's died, (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) still felt unbearable.

deliberately went to the temple on the mountain to pray for Zhang's Buddha, only hoping that she could be good in her next life, and stop being such a wicked person in this life, and sent someone to find the pit where Zhang's was hastily buried by Song Zi.

Sent someone to renovate it, and also set up a memorial arch for the Zhang family, which is the last little bit of the Song family's strength to the Zhang family, but these, Song Zi never knew that she was ruthless in her previous life

The fire burned to death in Songhetang, and sure enough, this kinship (情qíng) could not withstand the dispute of power and status.

Thinking about it, Song Yun did not (forbidden jìn) sneered, walked to the door of Songhe Hall, and hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) is a smart person, the most unseen thing in Ping (日rì) is that Song Yun cried, if she finds out, she will definitely get to the bottom of it, and she must also obstruct herself.

Song Yun took a deep breath, smiled on his face, and walked in.

(End of chapter)