Chapter 63: Imprisoning Song Yan
After Shen Baiyan said this, he would definitely do it. However, Song Ling didn't let Song Ling follow him to investigate, but just asked him to stay at home and accompany the Lin family more, and go to investigate Song Yao by himself.
"Mother, what do you think of Dad? They won't even let me go. Song Ling dusted his hands, and because he had nothing to do, he peeled a whole plate of walnut kernels and stacked them into a small mountain.
Biyu bent down and used her handkerchief to help Song Ling wipe off the broken fruit shells on her hands, and Roucui glanced at her. Song Ling was not used to being served so closely, and her body subconsciously leaned back, as if the body fragrance on this woman's body could hurt him.
"Didn't Master Li allow you to be exempted from the test? Your kung fu is higher than his, what else are you trying, isn't it good to stay at home with me? Lin said lightly.
Song Linghui stayed in the capital and accompanied the Lin family to give birth, and the Lin family was also a lot more relieved.
Song Ling was afraid of her body and didn't want to argue with the Lin family at this moment, so she started tossing the walnut kernel again, "Go get a stone pestle, grind it and make walnut cheese for my mother." β
Lin couldn't help but sigh and said, "Why are you tossing, I can't eat so much." β
Song Ling didn't care, took the stone pestle handed over by Bixin, and said, "One bowl for one person, you and your sister eat together." With that, he looked around, "Why didn't my sister come to accompany her mother today?" β
"Your sister is here with me for five hours a day, and she wants to stay by herself for a while today, but can't she do it?" Lin's palm was on his bulging belly, although he was a little uneasy because of Song Yao's matter, but his complexion was still good.
"I ......
Where did Song Ling dare to say it was because she was too bored, so she thought that Song Zhi could say a few more words here. Now that Song Zhi is not there, Song Ling is upset again, and she only puts all her strength into grinding walnut powder.
Biyu bent down, looked over Song Ling's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Young master, this strength is really enough, this powder is thinner than a stone mill." β
Everyone present had their own concerns, and no one paid attention to her, and the smile on Biyu's face gradually became a little embarrassing.
Song Zhi was not like what Lin said at this time, staying alone in the Ruyi Pavilion. She was sitting on a black lacquered rocking chair, looking at Song Yan raising her eyebrows, and fiddling with the tassels on the hairpin, which was inlaid with opal, extremely transparent and yellow, like a wild cat suddenly jumping down from the eaves of the wall when you were not aware of it, and glanced at it gloomily.
"My sister is so careful, even the cushion has to be brought from Ruyi Pavilion, do you think I'm dirty? Or are people dirty? Song Yan took her eyes off the hairpin and stared straight at Song Zhi.
Song Zhi smiled slightly, and looked at Song Yan quietly, she was a lot fatter, her eyes were a little smaller by the flesh, her skin was dark yellow, and her pores were the size of sesame seeds.
"My sister laughed, but I was afraid of the cold weather, and my sister didn't have much popularity in this house, so I was afraid that I would accidentally catch a cold." Song Zhi casually dismissed a sentence, hooked the corners of his mouth again, and said slyly: "My sister is recuperating in seclusion, and now her body looks much better than me." β
As soon as Song Zhi said this, Song Yan's calm appearance that she had just pretended to be disappeared in an instant, and she suddenly burst out and said angrily: "I knew that it was you little slut who made the ghost!" β
Zhuyue and Meteor stood in front of Song Yan and wanted to press her back to the stool, but the two of them didn't have any strength left, Song Yan stumbled and fell directly to the ground, and even knocked over the fruit plate on the table.
The peaches and apples rolled to the ground, and Song Zhi glanced at an apple that had rolled to his feet, and a thumb-sized spot of decay was on the other side of the apple.
The noise was very loud, and the mother-in-law outside said loudly through the door: "Third Miss, are you okay?" β
"It's okay, I dropped a fruit plate, come in and clean it up later." Moon by month replied, and watched Song Yan get up from the ground with difficulty as she watched coldly.
Jiang Changwan's incident gave Song Zhi a great reminder that the food in the Cold Autumn Courtyard was not harsh, but just a little sweet.
There are cheese and sweets at every meal, all of which are made of extremely fragrant lard, and the meatballs are boiled in oil, which is very delicious, and there is a 'very heavy' price behind this deliciousness.
"I can't see that you still have such a vicious and evil mind." Song Yan gritted her teeth and said, she looked at Song Zhi's delicate face like a jade carving, and she couldn't wait to scratch it alive, she wanted Song Zhi's face to rot and see white bones!
It's a pity that she is now at a disadvantage, and such a quick revenge can only be thought about for a moment in her mind.
"My sister praised it falsely." Under the sight of Song Yan's poisonous needle, Song Zhi stroked his face in a good time, and his slender fingers stroked his hair leisurely, "My sister is still alive, how can my sister be embarrassed to take these four words of vicious yin damage?" β
These words angered Song Yan again, she pounced with her teeth and claws, and Zhuyue and Meteor were afraid that she would hurt Song Zhi, so they simply took Song Yan's long coat belt and tied her to the chair.
"Listening to the mother-in-law who guarded the door, my sister has a very good appetite, and the meals for three meals a day are brought in, the empty plates are brought out, and the maids are all washed."
Song Zhi got up, walked around the room, stood still behind Song Yan, and said lightly: "I didn't force my sister to finish every meal, eat or not, it's all up to you, how can you rely on others for your obesety?" β
Song Zhi's voice was extremely gentle, as if she was coaxing the child to sleep, but the more she was like this, the more she could make Song Yan angry.
"Slut! Slut! Song Yan roared angrily.
How could she let her insult Song Zhi every month, and immediately slapped her, and this slap scattered Song Yan's sideburns.
Song Zhi couldn't help frowning, and said to Zhuyue with a complaint: "Why is it so heavy-handed? Carefully hand pain. β
Month by month, he dusted his hands and sneered: "My hands don't hurt, but they are dirty." β
The back and forth between Song Zhi and the master and servant of the month was so angry that Song Yan couldn't even breathe. She stared fiercely at the gentle face with thin eyebrows and fine eyes, and only felt that it was three points more hateful than Song Zhi!
"Second sister's business, did you do it?" Song Yan lowered her head at this time, Song Zhi couldn't see her expression, so she glanced at Zhuyue.
Grabbing her hair and pulling it back, Song Yan raised her face with a very smug smile, she looked at Song Zhi condescendingly from her eyelashes.
Hearing that Song Zhi finally said the purpose of coming here today, Song Yan felt that she had finally broken the game, she smiled and said, "What do you have to do with me, don't throw any sewage on me." β
Although Song Yan said this, the look on her face did not mean this.
"You still have the face to say that I am vicious and vicious? Why did you send someone to kill the second sister, but because I saw that she married a good family, although the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is not your preferred candidate, but you can't tolerate it falling into the hands of the second sister, right? β
Song Zhi and Song Yao do not have full sisterly feelings, but it is too tragic to die in Huangquan on her wedding day.
Song Yan grinned silently, revealing a mouth full of teeth, her eyes seemed to be crazy, she nodded emphatically, the smile on her face was chilling, but she said very aggrievedly: "I didn't do it, why did my sister wronged me." β
Her contradictory performance made Song Zhi very puzzled. She pondered for a moment, then walked quickly to the door and opened it.
The door opened suddenly, startling the mother-in-law who was gossiping under the porch, "Miss, what are your orders?" β
"Is there anyone out there?" Song Zhi looked around for a moment and said.
The two mothers-in-law glanced at each other and said hesitantly, "Just the two of us, what does Miss mean?" β
Song Zhi shook his head and closed the door. She walked quickly to Song Yan and said to her, "Who are you waiting for?" Or, what are you waiting for!? β
Song Yan raised her eyebrows and kept silent.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Month by month, I asked incomprehensibly.
Her contradictory behavior was to prevent someone from suddenly coming in from outside the door, but who would come? Mother? No way? My brother, there's no need. The rest is Daddy. What do you want Daddy to come and see? Why did Daddy come all of a sudden? Song Zhi stared at Song Yan, but Song Yan closed her eyes and simply stopped looking at her.
"Let go of her." Song Zhi said, and the meteor neatly untied the ribbon that bound Song Yan.
"I haven't been able to figure it out," Song Yan said, she tilted her head, pretending to be naΓ―ve, and looked very confused, "How did you suddenly open up?" In the past, you were so stupid, just like your mother, but you had an empty pair of skins. β
Song Zhi ignored her, she suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart, and always felt that something would happen, "Find someone to come in and dress her, let's go." β
"That's it? Don't want to know who killed Song Yao? The more Song Yan wanted Song Zhi to stay, the more Song Zhi felt uneasy.
She ignored Song Yan, walked out of the room quickly, and instructed the two mothers-in-law, "I haven't been here today." "She didn't know what was going on, but she always had to be careful.
The two mothers-in-law were so obedient that they immediately said: "Except for the girl who delivered the meal, no one has come today." β
"Miss, what's the matter?" Meteor and Moon Hunt didn't understand what was wrong with Song Zhi.
Song Zhi paused and asked, "How long has Daddy been out today?" Do you want to come back for lunch? β
"The general said that he would accompany his wife to lunch." Month by month.
"Then daddy should be back now," Song Zhi frowned, and kept muttering to herself, something flashed in her mind quickly, "Did my mother send someone to sort out the relics in the second sister's yard today?!" β
"Yes, when we just came to the Cold Autumn Courtyard, Bi Xin was taking a group of little maids to the courtyard of the second lady, eh! Miss, you run slowly. β