The Song family is the head of the four major gates of Da'an, and every move of the future head of the family is related to the survival of the family.

Song Zhan is calm and cautious but not rigid, humble and resolute, full of talent and not arrogant or impatient. Such a person is the best person to take on the responsibility of inheriting the family. However, he knew that everyone had great expectations for him, but he didn't care about the interests of the family, not only did he marry without telling him, but he also became someone's son-in-law!

Song Yan thought with his toes how angry his mother must have been when she saw the letter.

"You can imagine my reaction when I saw this letter." Old Madam Song's gaze was still unwilling, and the wrinkles on her face were the inscriptions of years of wind, frost, rain and snow. She looked at the nothingness in front of her, as if she wanted to feel Song Zhan's unreachable soul. She said: "I didn't tell anyone about it, and I would never agree with him to abuse himself so badly!" Just thought that as long as Zhan'er came back, he would still be the third son of my Song family, what a son-in-law, what a woman, all as if it had never happened! ”

As for how to deal with this woman of unknown origin, Old Madam Song had no interest in Song Yan's exposition of the methods of pickling in the inner house.

Song Yan looked at her mother in a daze, almost unable to react, this strong and dictatorial woman is completely capable of doing such a thing. He couldn't help but read the contents of the letter again, and muttered: "My wife's affairs, after the son returns home, I will discuss it with my mother in detail...... It seems that the mother does not know who this woman is. ”

Mrs. Song said: "I don't know who this girl is, but Zhan'er never mentioned that they had given birth to a daughter. ”

Song Yan took the letter, trembled slightly, and said, "The third brother said in the letter that they met by chance because of a piece of blood jade, and this piece of blood jade ...... It must have been a token of their love, and then it was carved into a lotus hairpin......"

Old Madam Song's eyes were half closed, and she asked, "Have you already inquired clearly?" ”

Song Yan said honestly: "My son sent someone to Yangcheng to inquire carefully, there is an old nun in the Nuluo Nunnery, I still remember the Qin family who went to the nunnery to pray for blessings, she said, looking at the child's appearance, it doesn't look like he can live for a long time, and the Qin family almost couldn't hear the child's cry in the last few days he stayed there." ”

Old Madam Song said thoughtfully: "If you say that children with congenital deficiencies, ginseng and lingzhi are hanging, no matter how many people take care of them, they may not also grow strong." ”

"My son thinks the same thing." Song Yan looked at her mother's face carefully and said, "That old nun thinks that the Qin family is very pitiful, and often goes to comfort the Qin family. She vaguely remembered that it was raining heavily that day, and the Qin family had not been out of the house all day, and she had knocked on the door to ask how the child was doing, but no one answered. I stood in front of the door and listened for a moment, but I didn't hear the sound of anyone coaxing the child, nor did the child cry, and the room was like no one lived in it. ”

She thought that the child might be bad, and she didn't dare to disturb rashly, so she walked away. Who knew that the next day, she heard the loud cry of a baby coming from Qin's room. Later, I heard that it was the Qin family who met a nobleman outside the nunnery and gave him a hairpin, and the nobleman's luck could keep the fate safe and smooth. After that, the child really got better, just like a normal baby. Lao Ni also said that at that time every year, the Qin family would go to the Nuluo Nunnery to live for a few days to make a vow, and also liked to sit in the plum forest behind the nunnery, and one sitting was a day. ”

Old Madam Song was silent but sharp, and she didn't speak for a long time after listening to Song Yan's narration.

Song Yan said: "This incident happened after the third brother had an accident, and the son thought that the third brother was killed by a thief that day, but he didn't find the woman dressed as a woman, would it ...... Did she escape with the child in her arms? ”

"But why did she abandon this child? Where did you go? Since he has married Zhan'er, he knows our Song family. If something happened to the husband, shouldn't the first reaction be to come to the house for help? Old Madam Song said coldly: "Even if she is seriously injured and dies, she should die by the child's side." ”

Song Yan couldn't guess what the reason was, so he said, "Then according to my mother's meaning, is this Ji Erlan the daughter of the third brother?" ”

Old Madam Song had very complicated feelings about the news that Song Yan said. First, even if Ji Erlan is Song Zhan's daughter, she is only a girl's family and cannot inherit the Song family's family business. Second, if Ji Erlan was born to a woman of unknown origin, I don't know if I will transfer my hatred to her. Third, how will the Song family explain Ji Erlan's identity to outsiders?

Thinking of the meeting on the narrow road on the street corner that day, Mrs. Song couldn't help frowning. It seems that although this girl is smart enough, she is quite unruly. She said, "Don't make a big deal about it beforehand. She stared at the pattern of the lotus hairpin for a long time, and said quietly: "It would be great if I could find that woman through this hairpin." ”

"Mother wants to ......" Song Yan beat a drum in his heart, and asked hesitantly: "Mother wants to find out about the murder of the third brother back then?" ”

When Song Zhan encountered a catastrophe in the suburbs of Beijing, it was impossible for the Song family to investigate with their strength and means, but they only found a group of bandits in the depths of the West Mountain, and those people admitted that they killed Song Zhan in order to rob money. However, Mrs. Song always felt that something was wrong. After years of private investigation, there is no result, and there is no clue to find the woman.

Now, now that she knows that she may be able to find the whereabouts of that woman, it is impossible for Mrs. Song to do nothing. She muttered: "I will send someone to Yasukuni to inquire, and pay more attention to the affairs of Ji Erlan first." ”

Song Yan saw that she didn't say anything more, and she didn't dare to ask anything else, so she retreated silently. In short, he did not dare to beg for immediate forgiveness, but his mother's attitude towards him did not deteriorate, and it was already good.

There was a knock on the door, and all eyes immediately gathered. Song Yuning's heart jumped violently, and when she saw her father Song Yan coming out of the house with a calm face, she hurriedly greeted her: "Daddy! ”

Song Yan touched his hair, but didn't speak. Song Ji looked at his face carefully, but he didn't see anything, so he asked, "Second brother, what happened?" ”

Song Yan's hand resting on top of Song Yuning's head couldn't help but stiffen for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "It's not because I'm not angry. ”

His tone was very different from when he was drunk on a regular basis, but he was even more depressed and frustrated. Song Ji and his wife and daughter glanced at each other, and persuaded Song Yan in a blink of an eye: "Second brother, mother always feels sorry for you." ”

"Well, big brother, I know." Song Yan's face was not very good, and he agreed and took Song Yuning back.

Song Yuheng looked at the back of his second uncle Song Yan through the glazed palace lamp that rotated slightly in the wind under the eaves of the corridor, and felt a little unconvinced of his words. Today, Song Yan secretly ordered someone to go out to Chengyang, she knew about it, and there must be some reason for this.

Crossing the king's mansion, Ji Erlan walked slowly through the atrium, and walked along the hand-copying verandah all the way to the cliff platform. Lei Cheng and the others were used to it, so they just said hello and retreated, letting Ji Erlan go all the way by himself. After a few moon gates, the plum trees in the courtyard are white and red buds, and the cold fragrance floats. The pavilion window that hides the cliff platform is full of shadows, which is a looming and blurry situation.

Gillan stood under the plum tree, and there was silence all around. The snow in the courtyard was not cleared, and I don't know if it was specially ordered by King Du or what. Her cloak dragged a long trail on the snow, erasing her footprints.

Is it because he said to King Du last time that in this heaven and earth, only the snow color can match the cold plum? So, he didn't even sweep the bluestone road in the yard? She thought about it, and smiled, what kind of whimsical idea was she had?

Turned his face and walked to the door of the study, and was about to knock lightly on the door, but he heard a faint voice from inside, it was Yang Zheng dreaming.

"Father! Mother! Don't go ......."

The tone was frightened, hurried and panicked, like a sick child trying to hold on to his parents' hands and keep the warmth around them so that they could sleep peacefully.

Ji Erlan's hand was raised in the air, and he did not knock on the door or fall. She was a little stunned for a while, and the Yang Zhen in her eyes was just like Fang Qingxue described to her for the first time, like a god-like man. Will such a man also show his vulnerable side when he is asleep?

"Miss Ji, are you here?"

Lei Ze greeted behind him, and Ji Erlan turned around and saw that he was carrying a food box in his hand, and the smell of Chinese medicine was faintly coming out. Then he asked, "What, the prince is sick?" ”

"But no, the matter of Penglai Immortal Pavilion has indeed made a lot of progress in the past few days, but the prince has become more and more unable to get out, the weather has been very cold these days, the wind on the island is hard, and the prince has caught the wind cold." Razor said, leaning his ears on the door and listening, there was no sound of dreams inside, and I don't know if the people inside were awake or asleep. "Miss Ji has been here for a while?"

"You've just arrived at the door, and you're back."

Lei Ze nodded and said, "The prince has a lot of business recently, and most of the time he sleeps directly in the study. I've been sick for the past few days and I don't want to rest, so I'll go first to see if the prince is awake. If you wake up, I'll come and invite Miss Ji in. ”

Ji Erlan was just about to nod, but Yang Zhen's usual cold and calm voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

Lei Ze smiled at Ji Erlan, took the lead in pushing open the door and let Ji Erlan in, and then carried the food box and closed the door tightly at the back door to prevent King Du from startling again. "The prince slept for a while, but did he feel lighter? After the subordinates decocted the medicine, the prince drank it while it was hot, and it was best to lie down and sweat again. ”

Seeing Ji Erlan watching from the side, Yang Zheng glared at the trembling Lei Ze, took the medicine bowl and drank it all.

Ji Erlan saw that he didn't listen to Lei Ze's words and then lie down and sweat, so he persuaded on the side: "The prince works hard, so he should pay more attention to his body." I'm not in a hurry to rest for a while. ”

Yang Wei didn't look up at her, but just waved his hand, indicating that he was not very uncomfortable. After walking to a few cases, he sat down and said: "You guessed correctly before, Hong Yan did go to Yasukuni, and it can be said that he almost grew up in Yasukuni. ”