Nangong Jin said this, but it made Song Jiayao feel guilty, Nangong Jin put her posture so low, and she was so hypocritical with him......

"I'm sorry......" Song Jiayao grabbed his wrist hard, as if grasping her last life-saving straw, and the sadness and cowardice on his face made him see it at a glance.

"Don't say sorry to me, I did all this voluntarily, and I won't force you, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Nangong Jin held her hands and said comfortably.

Song Jiayao, who originally felt that she was about to drown, heard this sentence, the feeling of suffocation gradually disappeared, and her breath calmed down.

"I won't let her dictate my marriage, so don't be ......" Song Jiayao didn't know what to say, after all, she had a good impression of Nangong Jin, which was a hazy liking, but whether she could rise to the point where she had to be him, and only loved him, she didn't know.

She didn't want to give Nangong Jin a hint of promise and expectation, but in the end, she let him pounce......

In this way, she may never be able to forgive herself, because she doesn't want to use Nangong Jin's unconditional kindness to her to complete revenge for her, he should be the unattainable Ping'an Hou who is held by the stars and the moon, not the Ping'an Hou who is influenced by her and lives only for her!!

"Okay, I know you want to deal with Wang Xi's secret trap alone, but I have come to order this banquet, but I promise you, I will never interfere indiscriminately." Nangong Jin assured that the loss in his heart would be gone.

But if what Wang Xi did secretly endangered you, he would definitely not hesitate to take action, because he would not allow such a scourge to jump in front of Song Jiayao.

"This is what the Holy Lord gave to our Nangong family a long time ago, and now I will give it to you." Nangong Jin handed Song Jiayao a bracelet that was crystal clear, emerald green in color, and had very strong light transmittance.

"This ......" Song Jiayao immediately withdrew her hands from his hands, what does the bracelet mean, she is not stupid...... This is clearly a family heirloom, and it is self-evident to give her such a valuable thing.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just treat it as if I gave it to you." Nangong Jin grabbed Song Jiayao's wrist back, did not allow her to resist, and put the jade bracelet inside, as if only by doing so, he had caught Song Jiayao.

"You ......"

"It's stupid." Song Jiayao said helplessly, why did she have no intersection with Nangong Jin in her previous life, but was deceived by a hypocrite like Lin An, lost her heart and lost her body, and in the end, her life was gone, and she couldn't even save her newborn child.

"That's the end of the conversation."

"But you still have to be careful, Wang Xi's mind is too vicious, don't be reckless, I know you can deal with it, but don't forget, you are also a woman, you really can't handle it, don't forget me, and your brother." Nangong Jin admonished, then pulled the back of her hand and held it high, and after gently imprinting a kiss on it, she left here.

This kind of behavior of running away after flirting with someone made Song Jiayao cover her mouth and snicker, Nangong Jin is like a hairy boy who sympathizes with Dou Chukai.

"Miss, it's late, did you sleep?" Qing'er asked, in fact, she heard the sound of the young lady crying just now, but Nangong Jin was inside, and she didn't dare to break in rashly.

"Not yet, what's wrong?" Song Jiayao asked, at this moment, she had taken off the cumbersome bead hairpin on her head, spread her hair out, and the complicated and exquisite Luo skirt had also been changed at this moment, and she was only wearing her underwear and preparing to rest.

Qing'er pushed the door in, and under the faint candlelight, Song Jiayao's long black straight hair hung obediently behind her, and the three thousand green silks, like dazzling stars, were dazzling in the dark night.

"Miss, it's going to be cold, put on a cloak a little." Qing'er cared, and then took off the silk shawl hanging on the screen and put it on her place.

"It's so late, and I don't need you to wait, why don't you rest?" Song Jiayao smiled, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and her voice and smile were gentle.

"No, I remember that I forgot to take out the little person that Madame hid in your room for you to dispose of." Qing'er reminded, and then took out the needle-prick villain from under Song Jiayao's pillow and handed it to her.

Song Jiayao played with this villain expressionlessly, and what was posted on the villain was not her birthday, but Wang Xi's, such an inferior method was also used by her.

It's just that he will govern others in his own way.

Song Jiayao tore off the eight characters of his birthday, and then copied a small piece of paper with his own eight characters written on it and pasted it, and pierced these small silver needles.

"Wang Xi, if you don't go to heaven and hell, you don't have a door, then it's up to who will make a fool of yourself at that feast tomorrow." Song Jiayao sneered.

Song Feng has a cowardly personality and does not dare to disclose what Wang Xi has done in the eyes of the minister, so she will add to the fire and let Wang Xi eat the fruits of his own life in tomorrow's feast and lose his reputation.

"Go and rest, wake me up early tomorrow morning and get dressed." Song Jiayao advised, put the villain back under his pillow, lay down with his clothes, and have a good night's sleep.

As soon as it was dawn, the people in the house were walking around, and Song Jiayao was also woken up by this huge movement, and as soon as she sat up, Qing'er pushed the door in.

"Miss, I'll make up for you." Qing'er carried a basin of clear water, and then began to let Song Jiayao wash.

"What's going on out there? Early in the morning, these people are walking around? ”

"Miss, Madame said that this banquet was moved to the garden, so the people moved the precious flowers and violets that the lord had rewarded from the saint not long ago to the garden."

"Of course, there are all kinds of precious flowers that the lord bought for Mrs. Wang Xi." Qing'er explained.

"My father bought it for Wang Xi?" Song Jiayao was shocked, she didn't have auditory hallucinations? Before she left the house, her father was very unkind to Wang Xi, why is she so affectionate now?

"This, it can only be said that Madame, she is very sure of capturing a man's heart." Qing'er thought of the unbearable comments of the next person, and her face was red-eared and equatorial.

Even if Song Jiayao has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run, this man is really a person who thinks about problems in the lower half of his body, Wang Xi only betrayed his beauty slightly, and he couldn't hold it.

Qing'er began to comb Song Jiayao's long hair with a comb, "Miss, your hair is really the most beautiful Qing'er has ever seen, so soft that it can slip through between your fingers." ”

"During the time I left, what happened to Shuifu? Especially Wang Xi and my father's. Song Jiayao asked.

"Miss, you may not know that the last time Jin Niang used her power for personal gain, although it ended hastily with Jin Niang's suicide, there are indeed cracks in the relationship between the lord and the lady."

"The lord didn't want to stay at home all day to face his wife, and every time the minister who was good friends with him asked him, he went back to the banquet, and then one day, the lord brought a charming woman back and wanted to take her as a concubine."

"It's a pity that in the end, the master put this matter to rest." After Qing'er combed Song Jiayao's hair, she combed the hair on her temples and the hair on the back of her head into braids and hung them down, combed them into two small mustaches on her head or on her forehead, and finally tied a flowing ribbon and inserted a simple jade hairpin.

"Miss, you're really beautiful." Qing'er praised that Song Jiayao, who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, had skin like clotted fat, which could be broken by blowing, and a goose face the size of a palm, slightly dressed with rouge gouache, was so bright and moving that people couldn't take their eyes off it, and this bun made her even more charming and playful.

The sons who were invited today are probably going to bow down under their young lady's pomegranate skirt.

"Yes, I didn't expect my father to be so romantic." Song Jiayao sarcastically said that the reason why her mother married her father despite the opposition of people in the family was because his father was honest and promised her a couple for the rest of her life.

It's a pity that her father finally couldn't resist the temptation, and when Lan Shi was pregnant with her, he secretly fornicated with Wang Xi and made her pregnant with a child.

She can ignore his change of heart, after all, how many men can really maintain their hearts in this kind of atmosphere? But she couldn't forgive Song Feng for being frightened by the family affairs in her house and hiding in the frontier, and she didn't have time to rush back when Lan Shi gave birth to her, causing Lan Shi to die in childbirth.

"Miss, please change your clothes." Qing'er reminded.

Song Jiayao left the stool and stood up, opened her hands and let Qing'er change her clothes.

"Miss, this dress was sent by your brother, and I heard that the cloth made into this set of clothes was a tribute to the palace, and it was only for the four concubines to use silk satin." Cyan said enviously.

"You, when I have a better cloth in my hand, I'll get you a outfit." Song Jiayao smiled, then turned around, the hem fluttered in the wind, like a dancing butterfly, beautiful, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Song Zhang's vision is really good, this color is very suitable for you, Miss." Qing'er praised from the bottom of her heart.

"Really? But the clothes were so spotless that it would be a pity if they were dirty. Song Jiayao said with a regretful face, this body looks very valuable, if it is exchanged for a silver ticket, how many people who are displaced and whose families are ruined have no worries about food and clothing.

"I'll go out later, what about you, secretly put the needle-piercing villain under my pillow in Wang Xi's room......" Song Jiayao said close to Qing'er's ear, roughly informing Qing'er of her plan, so that she could be mentally prepared.

"Yes, I see, miss." Qing'er said solemnly, and then left the room.

Song Jiayao pushed open the door and walked towards the garden, I don't know if it was her illusion, she always felt that the eyes of the people looking at her were full of amazement, and she didn't feel any difference in her dress.

"Hello Miss." The people passing by bowed to her and saluted her respectfully.

Song Jiarou was also escorted to Shuifu by the palace guards at this moment, and met Song Jiaqi who came back alone outside, Song Jiaqi glanced at her coldly, and then "hummed" and went in.