Chapter 77: How Do I Stay?

"How am I going?"

Rong Yunlan looked at the Song family lightly, "It's better to guess the old lady, how will I be treated!" ”

Song sneered and said, "What's up to you?" I'm an old woman, is there anything else to be afraid of? ”

Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water!

Or, is it simply a broken jar?

Song's reaction made Rong Yunlan a little unexpected. But if you think about it carefully, Song's reaction is also reasonable.

"Indeed!"

Rong Yunlan smiled, "The old lady has lived for such a long time, and she has earned it when she thinks about it." It's just that I don't know if you are abandoned by the Congrong clan, can you still be so indifferent? ”

Everyone has their own weaknesses.

The Song family is indeed indifferent to many things, but it is impossible for her not to care about her posthumous name and her posthumous offerings.

If she didn't care about this, she wouldn't have built this little Buddha hall in Ciren Hall. She eats fasting and recites Buddha here because she is ashamed in her heart, because she knows what sins she has let go.

She is atoning for her sins!

"Huh...... You're right. It's just, who can divorce me? ”

"You?"

Song looked at Rong Yunlan mockingly.

Rong Yunlan also smiled and said, "The old lady is joking, you are the old lady of the Rongguo Mansion, and I am only your junior, how can I be qualified to divorce you?" ”

"Since you can't get rid of me, then, who are you scaring with this?"

Song slowly retracted his gaze, looked at the wooden fish in front of him intently, and said slowly, "If there is nothing else, you can go!" ”

"I can't get rid of you, old lady. However, the elders of the Rong clan can still do it, right? ”

Rong Yunlan smiled faintly.

"Really?"

"But what did I do?"

Song's face stiffened slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and looked at Rong Yunlan defiantly.

"What did you do?"

"For example, let the Rongguo Mansion be taken away?"

"For example, you did something that insulted the lintel of the Duke of the Mansion?"

"There's a lot you can do!"

Rong Yunlan looked at the Song family coldly, "At the beginning, you chose to sacrifice my mother for the title of Rongguo Mansion. So, if I want to get justice for my mother, should I ruin the title of the Duke of Rongguo first? ”

"No, you can't!"

Song's complexion changed greatly, and she glared at Rong Yunlan suddenly, "You are the eldest lady of Rongguo Mansion, with this identity, you can be as compatible as the prince of King Jing." If you don't have this identity, you're not the right person, you-"

"Who said I had to be as compatible as Mo Xuansheng?"

Rong Yunlan looked at the Song family mockingly, "Also, don't put too much gold on your face, what does the Rongguo Mansion have?" There is a duke title in the void, and there is no real power. In this capital, a six-rank petty official can suppress your precious son, what is there to be proud of with such an identity? ”

For the sake of the title, he clings to the title, but forgets that the importance of the title lies in the practical benefits that the title can bring.

But what about the Rongguo Mansion?

Rong Yinkong has the title of a duke, is not touched by civil and military affairs, and has no real power. If it weren't for the rich connections left by the old prince, I am afraid that this Rongguo Mansion would have been swallowed up a long time ago.

"You don't understand!"

"You're still young, you don't care now, when you're older, you'll understand!"

"What the title represents is the inheritance, it is the heritage!"