Walking down the trail, it was already night.

was tortured by Nangong Jin, Song Jiayao and Qing'er were full of exhaustion. Fortunately, there are already people waiting in the house at the bottom of the mountain, and they don't play any tricks.

Song Jiayao lifted her skirt and got into the sedan chair with Qing'er's support.

Raising her hand to lower the curtain, Song Jiayao closed her eyes, her face full of tiredness. The stumbling on the road of revenge made Song Jiayao lose some strength. If it weren't for the support of strong beliefs, according to the cowardly nature of her previous life, Song Jiayao would probably have given up.

The sedan car moved smoothly, and it was almost curfew time, and the pedestrians on the road hurried back. The lights of thousands of households went out one by one, and the whole of Luoyang fell silent.

"Miss, it's here." Qing'er's voice came from outside the sedan chair, and Song Jiayao opened her eyes and regained her composure. Packed up all the weaknesses, Song Jiayao's eyes looked ahead, smoothed the folds on her body, lifted the hem of her skirt and got off the sedan chair.

The door of the General's Mansion was about to close, Song Jiayao smiled sarcastically, it seemed that her aunts and sisters didn't think about waiting for her to come back at all, just waiting for her to not return overnight and leave an unclear reputation.

Pursing her lips, Song Jiayao walked towards Qinxiang Garden. Before anyone arrived, Song Jiayao raised her voice slightly and said, "Say hello to my aunt." ”

Wang Xi, Song Jiaqi, and Song Jiarou in Qinxiang Garden were discussing Song Jiayao's jokes, when they suddenly heard her voice, and their faces changed.

Before Wang Xi could clean up the look on his face, Song Jiayao walked in, and bowed slightly.

She is the daughter of the General's Mansion, and she has a bearing and arrogance. Shi Shiran walked to the main seat, and Song Jiayao sat down unceremoniously, raising her eyes to watch the expressions of the three of them.

Song Jiaqi is still a child after all, no matter how deep the city is, she is still immature.

After all, she is Wang Xi's biological daughter, Song Jiaqi is still young but has her own charming bones, and her slightly hanged eyes contain all kinds of styles, and anyone will be hooked.

She has been favored since she was a child, and Wang Xi is the only daughter who is extremely protective of herself, and she has been smooth sailing since she was a child, and there is nothing unsatisfactory.

It's a pity that even if Song Jiaqi is favored, she is just a concubine. There is a difference between the concubines, Song Jiaqi regards Song Jiayao as a thorn in her eye, a thorn in her flesh, and she is unrelenting in making things difficult for her.

At this time, Song Jiaqi had long since lost her flattering face, and her expression was almost distorted. A pair of white hands kept tightening the handkerchief in their hands, as if they could vent in this way.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xi calmed down, squeezed out a friendly smile, and said to Song Jiayao: "Why did Jiayao come back so late, did you meet gangsters on the way?" ”

Wang Xi was puzzled, this was obviously a foolproof thing, those bandits, who took the money but didn't do anything, were really reckless and didn't succeed.

Song Jiayao picked up the teacup in her hand and smelled it with her sleeve fan, which was the fragrance of good tea, which immediately relieved her tiredness a lot.

After taking a sip of tea without hurry, Song Jiayao asked: "Auntie said that she was laughing, Jiayao didn't go to the Buddhist temple to worship a Buddha, how could she meet a villain?" ”

"Impossible! It's obvious that they have already been ......" As soon as Song Jiayao's words fell, Song Jiaqi's somewhat gaffe voice sounded in the room.

Wang Xi's expression flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and he directly threw the hot teacup in his hand towards Song Jiaqi, and for a while, the tea splashed, wetting the corners of Song Jiaqi's clothes, but she finally stopped her words.