Song Qingge was stunned, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, "It turned out to be the fiancée of the young man." She wrung her fingers, a little overwhelmed.

"Xiao Wu, don't mess around!"

Luo Jingsheng scolded her, and she let go of the hand holding his arm.

Yun Wu buttoned her sleeves, and only cared about taking her to Changle Mansion to ask about the crime, but she didn't take a closer look at what she looked like, and at this moment, her eyes were watery, her nose was small, and her lips were dripping, but she was a very delicate and delicate woman.

She looked at Song Qingge, and then compared with herself, and finally muttered in a stiff voice, "That's it." ”

Luo Jingsheng knew what she was thinking, and immediately glared at her, and then said to Song Qingge: "Senior sister is not sensible, let's let Jingsheng send the second lady back." ”

"Senior brother!"

Yun Wu stomped his feet, wanting to follow but was afraid of falling into the mirror and blaming him, so he had to stand in place and watch the two of them leave.

"The Cloud Dancing Girl has a very lively temperament." The carriage shook, and Song Qingge was the first to speak.

"She is the only daughter of the master, and she is loved by many disciples of Wuluan Mountain, and her temperament is a little willful." Luo Jingsheng's eyes moved.

"None of what she said is true, you don't have to take it personally." Somehow, he took the initiative to explain to her.

Song Qingge nodded slightly and lowered her brows.

Afraid of causing gossip, Luo Jingsheng sent her to the back door of Zhuyunyuan and returned to Changle Mansion.

"Miss, why did you come back with Luo Gongzi? The old lady came. Furou said anxiously as she hugged her back.

"Don't be afraid."

Song Qingge comforted her, she knew that the Wang family must have come over for Jiang Wanyin's scald. For Jiang Wanyin, the old lady cherishes it very much.

"You are from the Hou Mansion, don't keep running outside the mansion if you don't have anything to do on weekdays."

As soon as he saw her, Wang reprimanded her in displeasure.

"Yes." She bowed her head and replied respectfully.

She didn't want to, she was resting well in the house, but who knew that she was kidnapped by a little girl, and even Furou didn't know what was going on.

"Chen'er married you, I have turned a blind eye, Yin'er is the eldest lady in this house, you should listen to her in everything, if you let me know that you hurt her in the future, I will ask Chen'er to divorce you!"

Sure enough, the old lady only cared about Jiang Wanyin, and this would be to deter her for Jiang Wanyin.

"Is my grandmother telling me to obey my sister in everything?" She stood, with a bit of stubbornness in her words.

"She is the main room, you are the concubine room, the woman pays attention to virtue and virtue at the beginning, three from the four virtues, is it wrong for me to let you obey her in everything?" Wang looked at her with a deterrent look in his eyes.

"What my grandmother said was too partial, and I can't accept it." She changed her previous appearance of obeying her in everything and bluntly refused.

"You dare to disobey me?"

Wang looked at her in disbelief, where did she still look like the timid and cowardly boudoir woman in the past, "It seems that Chen'er spoiled you too much and made you get carried away." From today on, you will give me to the ancestral hall to copy Buddhist scriptures, and no one will be allowed to let her out without my permission! ”

Song Qingge bit her lip, unwilling to beg her for mercy, and only looked at her fixedly.

"Old lady, young lady, she has always adhered to her duty, and it has always been the eldest lady who comes to find her trouble, and she is not at fault at all, young lady."

Furou knelt down and begged for mercy for her.

"You maid is too ignorant of lifting, and you are also locked up in the ancestral hall with your young lady!" She scolded sharply, and a few small servants came up and dragged them to the ancestral hall.

"Furou, my grandmother is angry, why do you have to beg her for mercy, it will only make her more annoyed." As soon as the door to the ancestral hall was closed, the room became dark.

"Miss, the slave maid did it on purpose, otherwise how could the old lady lock the slave and maid in. If you are left alone in this ancestral hall, the slave and maid will not worry. ”

She stuck out her tongue, and the trepidation on her face faded.

"You're smart."

Song Qingge reached out and knocked her on the head.

Furou screamed in pain, then brought her a cushion and asked her to sit down first.

"Miss, according to the slave maid, there is nothing wrong with you copying Buddhist scriptures in this ancestral hall, at least Mrs. Hou Ye and they can't come to find your trouble."

Furou cleaned up and began to inkstone for her.

She said in a deep voice, what Fu Rou said was not unreasonable, these days, Duan Wangchen and Jiang Wanyin didn't know how many times they had troubled her, which made her feel physically and mentally exhausted, and at this time, being punished by the Wang family for copying Buddhist scriptures in this ancestral hall was far away from those troubles.

She picked up the white paper on the table, unfolded it slowly, pressed it with an inkstone, picked up the pen and began to copy.

After copying for an afternoon, her hands were a little sore, Fu Rou wiped the sweat beads from her forehead for her, and said, "You have copied all afternoon, and it is time to rest." ”

"It's better to copy it earlier, otherwise it won't be good for my grandmother to come and ask for trouble again." She shook her head, lowered her head and began to transcribe again.

Fu Rou saw that the tea next to her pen inkstone was cold, and she wanted to change another cup when she took it, but found that the tea in the teapot was cold.

She took it to the door and shouted to the little guy guarding the door outside: "This pot of tea is cold, bother the little brother to change the pot to be hot." ”

The little guy approached the door and laughed at her, "What are you kidding, the second lady is here to be punished, do you think she is here for fun?" Also change the pot of hot tea, I think you are impatient. ”

"You! ...”

Furou was choked by him, holding the teapot and unable to speak.

"That's it, Furou, don't do anything else." Song Qingge was disgusted with the noise and called her back.

"Dogs fighting people!" Furou scolded in a low voice.

"They must have been sent by the eldest lady." She put the teacup back in its place and said dissatisfiedly.

Song Qingge glanced at her, put down the pen in his hand, and asked her, "Who sent it now, what's the difference?" "At this moment in the house, not only Jiang Wanyin and the Wang family don't like her, but even Duan Wangchen also looks at her unpleasantly.

Furou sighed secretly and stopped speaking.

She was originally under the fence, and now that even Duan Wuchen doesn't protect her, what else can she expect.

In the evening, someone brought food over, and it looked like leftovers, not at all like what they usually eat.

"It seems that this is also not a good place to be treated."

As long as she is in the Hou Mansion for a day, those who want to embarrass her can make her difficult.

"Yes, it seems that the slave was careless." Furou said with a hint of guilt, regretting what he said during the day.

Although it was in the house, the doors and windows were closed, but it was cold at night, and Song Qingge didn't even have a futon to cover her body, so Furou had to spread out the white paper on the table and cover her, so that she could cover some of it.

With these blank pieces of paper covering his body, Song Qingge's body didn't tremble so much.

But when they woke up the next day, they found that someone had cut a number of holes in the window paper, and the cold wind poured in through the holes, no wonder they felt so cold last night.

"Tonight, when they're all gone, we'll just stick all the papers on the windows." She commanded Furou, and she could only endure it when she was trapped in the ancestral hall.

"Hmm."

Furou responded.

At night, when no one was outside, Furou pasted all the paper on the window with the hole in it, and then took it down when it was almost dawn, so that he didn't know it.

After Duan Wangchen read Luo Jingsheng's letter, he didn't go to the tavern again for several days. Luo Jingsheng reminded him in his letter that Jiang He was appreciated again and again, and he always went to the tavern, and some people in the court had already begun to make a fuss about it, saying that he was drunk in the tavern all day long.

He went to the court every day, and went back to the Hou Mansion honestly.

When he returned to the mansion on this day, he realized that he hadn't seen Song Qingge for a long time, and he hadn't even seen her when he passed by the garden.

"What has the second lady been busy with lately?" After taking off his coat, he opened his mouth to ask the waiter.

The waiter was speechless, "The second lady was punished by the old lady, and she has been locked in the ancestral hall and copied the Buddhist scriptures for several days. ”

"Is this the thing? Why don't you say to me? ”

Since the last time she was in Zhuyun Garden, she was afraid that she would know the truth about those things back then, Duan Wangchen no longer bothered with her about Xipo.

It's just that after he came back from the tavern and woke up, he began to be busy with the affairs of the court, Jiang Wanyin was burned, and most of his thoughts were on her, and he forgot about Song Qingge for a while.

"The old lady sent someone to instruct her, saying that if you don't ask, don't tell you." The waiter muttered.

"After staying in the ancestral hall for so long, how can her body stand it?" He hurried to the ancestral hall, and Jiang Wanyin, who brought him lunch, just wanted to stop him, and his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Look at the direction where Hou Ye went, it seems to be in the direction of the ancestral hall." Rue Xiang said more behind her.

Jiang Wanyin coldly reprimanded her, "How could I not know that I need your reminder?" ”

"Yes."

Rue hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to anger her again.

"Open the door!"

When Duan Wangchen rushed outside the ancestral hall, Song Qingge was still copying Buddhist scriptures. Shocked by the shouts outside, the ink in her hand accidentally dripped onto the paper, ruining a Buddhist scripture that had been written with great difficulty.

She took down the paper casually and was about to rewrite it, when Duan Wangchen ran to her side, "Ah Ge, don't write it, I'll tell my grandmother and let her let you out." ”

"No, my grandmother will let me out when she is angry." She unfolded the white paper and pressed it with an inkstone.

Duan Wangchen glanced down and saw that there was already a thick stack of Buddhist scriptures she had copied on the table, and her eyes were sick, "You have copied so much, it's enough." ”

When he held her hand, he was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down, he saw that her hand holding the pen had formed a thick layer of calluses.

"Don't delay me copying the Buddhist scriptures any longer, go back." Song Qingge took his hand away.

"Sister, just listen to your husband and go out with us, after so many days, grandmother must be angry, and you don't have to be stubborn anymore." At this time, Jiang Wanyin also came to the door of the ancestral hall.

Duan Wangchen raised his head and glanced at her, Jiang Wanyin immediately raised her eyebrows, "Husband, this is the lunch that Yin'er sent to my sister, I also came to persuade her before, but she refused to go with me." This time, I was relieved to see you come to persuade her in person. ”

After listening to her words, Song Qingge only felt unappetizing, and snorted coldly in front of her.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Jiang Wanyin's eyes, but she could only endure it at the moment, "Sister is obedient, go back with us, how can you stand it for so many days." Her eyes were full of distress.

Glancing at the Buddhist scriptures piled up on the table and the hands that were about to dry up, Song Qingge followed them out of the ancestral hall.

"Yin'er, you go and talk to your grandmother, and I'll send Ah Ge back first." He turned his head and told Jiang Wan to groan.

"Okay, husband, hurry up and take my sister back, grandmother will explain it clearly." She said with a smile.

Duan Wangchen's face showed a little relief, "Fortunately, you are considerate." After speaking, he took Song Qingge and left.

"Thoughtful!"

When the two of them walked away, she dropped the chopsticks in Ruxiang's hand.

A few days ago, Duan Wangchen still hated Song Qingge like that, and it didn't take long for her to treat her like before, so how could she stand it.

And the Wang family still has to deal with it, and she gets angry when she thinks about it.

"Madam, you have the support of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the old lady also spoils you, why do you need to be angry with the Hou Ye and the second lady everywhere?"

Seeing that she was angry like this, Rue Xiang reminded her at the risk of being scolded by her.

"But what I want is for him to be with me willingly and love me willingly." She didn't scold her, but there was a bit of loss and unwillingness in her words.

Rue Xiang looked at her distressedly, called the little maid who came to guard the door to clean up the things on the ground, and followed her to Yongle Pavilion.

Returning to Zhuyun Yuan from the ancestral hall, Song Qingge didn't say a word to Duan Wangchen, but Duan Wangchen took the initiative to say a lot. Most of them are the days he has been here these days, and there are some words of concern for her.

Song Qingge neither swept his interest, nor did he show a trace of interest.

When he walked out of Zhuyun Garden, Duan Wangchen's heart was very lost, he didn't expect Song Qingge to be so cold to him, "Do you think I really misunderstood her?" ”

He stopped in the garden and asked the clerk who was following him.

"The slave always felt that the second lady was not like a person who would do those evil things." The waiter thought about it, and finally said what he thought in his heart.

"By her old nature, I wouldn't have believed she would do that. But..."Duan Wangchen's lips and teeth moved, and then he said to him: "This matter, you can find time to investigate it again." ”

"Yes."

The servant should be handed down.

When lying on the bed at night, Jiang Wanyin put her hand around his neck, "Husband, my sister's matter has been explained to my grandmother." My grandmother also said that she was angry for me, so she punished my sister, and I felt a little sorry for it. ”

Duan Wangchen turned around, took her into his arms, and gently patted her on the back with his palm, "You have also been wronged." There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Jiang Wanyin has done a lot of things for him in the end.

"For the sake of her husband, Yin'er is willing."

She lowered her eyes and smiled and kissed him on the neck. He put his hand around her waist and let her lips wander between his neck.

Jiang Wanyin reached out and touched his chest, and when he was about to take off his thin shirt, somehow, he suddenly grabbed her hand, took her off himself, and said to her: "I'm tired today, let's rest first." ”

Her eyes moved, and she looked at his handsome face in the dim light, and there was a grievance in her eyes. They have not had sex together since they have been married for so long.

The grievances in her eyes were gradually replaced by a wave of hatred, for the sake of Song Qingge, can you endure it so far?

Yun Wu's abduction of Song Qingge back to Yunshui Pavilion made Luo Jingsheng angry with her for several days, and it was not considered to be angry, but when she was around him, he always looked indifferent and distant.

"Senior brother, Xiao Wu didn't even say much, can't you forgive Xiao Wu?" She felt very aggrieved, did she just tie up Song Qingge? She didn't have a piece of meat, so why did he ignore her?

Yu Feng only glanced at the two of them from time to time, and didn't dare to open his mouth to intercede for her. When Luo Jingsheng was angry, no one could persuade him.

"If you can't be honest, I'll ask Master to send someone to take you back." Luo Jingsheng didn't look up, still looking at the book in his hand.

"Why am I not being honest? I've been honest every day these days. She argued that even when he went out, she didn't even ask what else he wanted.

"If you were really that honest, you wouldn't go to the Hou Mansion to do those things." At this moment, he put down the book in his hand and looked at her coldly.

Yun Wu's face was shocked, "You know everything?" ”

She was just drawing a scoop from a gourd, and she saw that the two little guys had cut a few holes in the window and added a few more.

"Just because of those few little holes, are you going to stay with me for so long?" She mumbled.

"You still dare to quibble."

Luo Jingsheng scolded her.

"Okay, I know, I won't go to her trouble in the future." Yun Wu saw that he was about to get angry, so he had to soften his tone first.

"Without my permission, you can't go to the Hou Mansion in the future." His tone was firm, and he wouldn't allow her to resist.

She neither responded nor refused, but silently stepped aside and went to feed the fish in the pond. If she doesn't go to the Hou Mansion, how can it be, she came here this time just to torture Song Qingge. This woman who has occupied Luo Jingsheng for so many years, she has to settle accounts with her.

"Childe, Miss, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Miss Song was mostly oppressed by Jiang Wanyin in the Hou Mansion, so you don't have to blame Miss. ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little deadlocked, Yu Feng quietly stood up and said something to ease.

"What Yu Feng said is right, then Song Qingge is miserable in the Hou Gong's Mansion, and he has to be bullied by Na Jiang Wanyin every day. That Jiang Wanyin is also a good person, and she pretended to be good to Song Qingge in front of Duan Wangchen, I really have never seen such a good person. ”

She took the fish food in her hand, ran to Luo Jingsheng and began to talk again, "Yesterday, Duan Wangchen went to the ancestral hall to pick up Song Qingge, she saw that the two of them were very intimate, and when they walked away, she dropped the dishes and chopsticks on the spot, and her face became so fast. ”

"Is she okay?"

Luo Jingsheng seemed to listen to her words, and suddenly asked her.

"Huh?" Yun Wu was a little surprised, and then understood what he meant, "She, her face is very bad, it's like..."

Before she finished speaking, a crescent-colored figure floated in front of her eyes, and before she could react, Luo Jingsheng's figure was gone.

"Senior brother, I haven't finished yet!" She shouted in the direction where he had left, and then lowered her voice, "That Jiang Wanyin's face is as ugly as eating a fly. ”

With that, she smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing her stupidity, Yu Feng shook his head and hurriedly followed Luo Jingsheng's figure.

In the pavilion, in an instant, only Yun Wu was left, and there was a hot scroll covered by the falling mirror. She glanced at the fish food in her hand in confusion, so she had to go to the fence again and sprinkle fish food on the fish in the pool.

Luo Jingsheng's body fell to the eaves, glanced at the garden in the garden, and just saw Furou leaving along the corridor with a bowl.

He jumped down from the eaves, but he didn't expect Song Qingge to be sitting under the peach tree, just now he was standing too high and was blocked by a tree, so he didn't see her.

At this moment, seeing the falling mirror sheng suddenly falling from the sky, Song Qingge was stunned and blurted out, "Brother Xiao? In front of him, she was always used to calling it by that name.

Suddenly seeing her, Luo Jingsheng was also a little unnatural, he just wanted to come and quietly look at her and leave, but now he didn't know what to say.

Besides, this will look at her face, and it is not as ugly as Yun Wu's girl said, he frowned, isn't that little girl lying to him? Has she done less of this kind of thing?

"Do you have any daily medication I gave you last time?" In desperation, he had to find such a reason to talk to her first.

Song Qingge didn't expect him to ask this, and he suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, "Don't worry, I won't think about it, I am taking all the medicine you gave." ”

"That's fine, that's fine."

He is usually as good as he is in front of others, but he is also a little stuttering at the moment, and he doesn't know what to say again.

Song Qingge twisted the silk handkerchief in his hand, it seemed that he came today to see if her body was still good, otherwise he would not be able to torture her in the future.

Seeing the peach blossom cake on the stone table, he suddenly remembered, and said to her, "You still owe me a box of peach blossom cake." ”

"Huh?"

Song Qingge was stunned by his sudden words, and then remembered the promise he had made to him in the alley.

She looked up at the peach blossoms on the tree, most of the peach blossoms had fallen, pursed her lips, and she said, "I'll make it for you in the next few days, and when it's done, I'll ask someone to send it to you..."

"I'll just come and get it."

Before she could finish her sentence, he preemptively spoke.

His figure, in the blink of an eye, had disappeared from Zhuyun Garden. Song Qingge let go of the hand holding the silk handkerchief, but he didn't mean it that day, but calculated her...

She couldn't figure it out.

"Miss, what are you looking at?" Fu Rou walked up to her and saw her looking up at the blue sky, and looked at her as she did, but there was nothing. Seeing that she didn't react, she shook her hand in front of her eyes, and then she came back to her senses and stopped her, "Furou, you quickly pick some peach blossoms." ”

"Oh..."

Furou had no choice but to get down first, bring a stool, and pick peach blossoms for her.

Yu Feng saw Luo Jingsheng coming out of the Hou Mansion with a smile on his face, so he asked him, "Miss Song is okay, right?" ”

Who knew that his face immediately returned to his usual appearance, "It's okay." Only these two words were faintly spit out in his mouth, which made Yu Feng a little confused.

On the way back to Changle Mansion, there was a smile in his eyes.

Even if she no longer makes a female celebrity today, but washes her hands and makes soup and pastries, he realizes that he is still happy with her in his heart.

It's just that this rejoice...