In desperation, Zhao Songyan could only cast a look of help to his mother.

Mrs. Wu'an Hou sighed and said slowly: "Master Hou, don't be embarrassed, this marriage was withdrawn, I was confused for a while, and I listened to the rumors, and it was very difficult to hear outside, saying that she had bad conduct, corrupted her personal morality and eloped with a man, and I was also afraid of embarrassing the Hou Mansion, so I went to withdraw from the marriage on impulse." ”

"Who is Ling'er?" Wu Anhou didn't have the slightest wave on his face and eyes when he heard Mrs. Wu Anhou's explanation, he just asked this question.

But Mrs. Wu'anhou and Wu'anhou have been married for many years, and they knew that Hou Ye was going to be on fire before they were like this.

Mrs. Wu'an Hou hesitated, because Zhao Songyan didn't follow her words, so she tried hard to think about how to say the right thing to Hou Ye.

"There's nothing to say, right? Can't think of a word? Hou Ye's voice was very low, and there was patience in the lowness, like the calm before the storm.

"Ling'er is the woman who sent the hangover soup just now, the concubine of your son Zhao Songyan, your son and her are pregnant out of wedlock, and they do shameful things, and your mother and son force Yunxi to be a concubine together!"

He knew it all!

Mrs. Wu'anhou's face turned pale, and her mind was racing how to give Hou Ye an explanation, and who said this? Xiao Yushi? Or Xiao Yunxi?

"Father, it's not a concubine, it's a second room." Zhao Songnuan saw that his mother had nothing to say, so he spoke up: "This family business is not the right one, Xiao Yunxi, a wild girl from the township, how can she be worthy of her younger brother?" The younger brother is the son of the dignified marquis. The younger brother and Qin Ruoling had been in love before, and the family affair with Xiao Yunxi was just because she was kind to her father. ”

Hou Ye's gaze shot at Zhao Songnuan, and Zhao Songnuan was so frightened that he took a big step back and didn't dare to speak again.

"Second room? The second room is not a concubine? Would you like to let you go to Zhang Sima's second room? I remember that Zhang Sima and you had a good relationship when they got married, why didn't you make a second room? ”

"Father, how can you talk like this, but a good friend, and a civilian background, how can you compare with me?" Zhao Songnuan said unhappily.

"Xiao Yunxi is the concubine of the Imperial History Mansion, why did you let her be a concubine?" Wu Anhou was so angry that he slapped the table, as if he was in a thunderous rage, and got up and gave Zhao Songyan a kick: "You are full of lies, slandering Yunxi, but you don't know how to repent, saying that she has a corrupt character, today I want to dig out your heart to see if it is rotten!" ”

Wu Anhou's kick was not light, and it directly made Zhao Songyan a mouthful of blood, all of which was seen by Mrs. Wu Anhou and hurt in her heart, but she didn't dare to help.

However, there are those who dare, that is, Zhao Songnuan stepped forward to help Zhao Songyan, and said unhappily: "Father, how can you be like this, Songyan is your own son, what is Xiao Yunxi." ”

Wu Anhou's face was pale, and he said seriously: "Yes, Xiao Yunxi is not a thing, but she saved the life of General Ben, without her, General Ben would be dead, General Ben's life was given by Xiao Yunxi, and the life of this rebel son was given by General Ben, what do you say Xiao Yunxi is, then what kind of thing are you talking about Zhao Songyan now, if this rebel learns Yihan with a finger, he will not beat him today!" ”

Hearing his father say this, Zhao Songyan seemed to be humiliated, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "She saved you not me, why do you want me to marry her, have you asked my opinion?!" ”

Baozi, Ming'er is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Xiaoling greets everyone in advance, I wish everyone all success and good luck, thank Baozi for her continued support, especially the little fairy who insists on voting for me. Then tomorrow there will be a bigger red envelope in the text, and everyone will work hard. Heart-to-heart than heart-to-heart.