Her whole body was aching, but she couldn't say why, she hadn't tasted this for a long time, it had given her the illusion of being a human being again.

"Mmmm--- my head ---" The pain in her head made her wake up from the chaos.

Princess Zhao's warm palm covered her slightly cool cheeks, "Xiaolei doesn't hurt, my mother is here to ---"

She blinked her eyelashes: "Mother---"

"Mother is here, don't be afraid."

She laboriously lifted her sour eyelids and saw a pair of motherly eyes! Containing endless worries and love, as if returning to the years of dependence with her mother thousands of years ago, she can no longer help but have tears in her eyes.

"Mother---

"Xiaolei, you're finally awake! Don't worry, your mother will never let others bully you again. Princess Zhao hugged her tightly, choked up and almost speechless. It's not good for my mother to protect you well---"

The sound of self-reproach made her heart clench.

From today on, she is Zhao Xinlei, and this woman is her mother, and she wants to honor her on behalf of the real Jingning County Lord.

Zhao Xinlei stretched out her arms and hugged her back: "Mother, it's my daughter who is not good, so I let you worry about it." ”

"Little Lei?" Princess Zhao froze at first, then raised her head and looked at her suspiciously, "What did you just say?" ”

She looked directly at Princess Zhao without evasion: "It's her daughter who is not filial, and she has made you suffer all these years." ”

Princess Zhao covered her lips, tears rolling down: "You ---"

"County Lord, are you ---- your illness cured?" Xinghua and Liu Er exclaimed in surprise.

"Sick? Am I sick? Zhao Xinlei pretended to have an expression like waking up from a dream. I feel as if I've been asleep for a long time, and I hear you calling me in my dreams, but I can't wake up. ”

"Little Lei. Is it really you? Are you --- are you really my little bud? Princess Zhao stroked her beloved daughter's face and asked in disbelief.

Zhao Xinlei also shed tears with her, "Mother---"

"God, this is not a dream, you are really my daughter." She hugged her beloved daughter affectionately, and was very grateful to God for his kindness: "You are not crazy anymore--- it is true--- your illness is all cured--- God!" Thank God for your blessing. ”

Xinghua and Liu'er bowed down to the heavens together. "Thank you Bodhisattva for saving our lord."

She raised her eyebrows lightly: "Mother, what happened?" My head hurts so much---"

"Don't panic, you lie down first, and talk about it when the injury is healed." Princess Zhao helped her cover the quilt and asked her to recuperate in peace, but Zhao Xinlei just wanted to get to know this 'new home' and the other members quickly.

"Mother, I can still hold on, just tell me!" She said coquettishly.

Princess Zhao smiled dotingly: "I really can't do anything about your child, okay!" Then the mother will tell you slowly, if you want to sleep, just tell your mother---"

"Hmm!" She smiled.

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"Second young master, you see that the eldest young master is in a daze again." Fugui pointed to the lonely figure standing under the cloister. "The eldest young master is really getting more and more wrong, the little one has never seen him like this, he has been in a daze all day, I really don't know what he is thinking in his heart."

Song Qingqi frowned, "How long has this been the case?" ”

"It's been almost a month."

He looked surprised, "So long?" Why didn't you say it sooner? ”

"The little one doesn't know what to say, after the eldest young master fainted on the road, and after being rescued, he didn't talk much, he used to stay in the account room all day, but now he didn't even take a step in, he was always dangling in the house alone, and sometimes he would talk to himself, second young master, I think the eldest young master is really evil."

"What's evil? Sling the bull! "Song Qingqi is as unbelieving as Song Qingyuan.

Fugui was worried, "If it wasn't for the evil spirit, then why did the eldest young master become like this?" Second young master, let's not be too iron-toothed. ”

"Don't say it, I'll go and see."

He came behind Qingyuan: "Big brother, it's so cold outside, be careful of catching a cold when you stand here." ”

Song Qingyuan still had his back to him, and his voice was deep tired: "I'm fine, let me be alone for a while." ”

Song Qingqi was not very satisfied with Qingyuan's answer, he didn't seem to expect to take a step forward, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something in his hand, like a woman's bracelet.

"Big brother, what's that?"

Annoyed, he tucked the gold bracelet into his sleeve, "It's none of your business. ”

Song Qingqi still didn't leave, "If I'm not mistaken, it seems to be a woman's bracelet, send one, could it be that the owner of the bracelet is the girl you like, that's why you are here to see things and think about people?" ”

"I'll say it again, it's none of your business!" He yelled irritably.

"Big brother, we are brothers, you can tell me if you have any troubles, don't always hide it in your heart."

Song Qingyuan's face was depressed and depressed: "It's useless to say it, no one will help you and me." ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

He was speechless.

"Or are you worried that the county lord's sister-in-law who is about to enter the door will not accept your concubine?" Song Qingqi asked guessingly, "It's not something that can't be solved, everyone knows that the county lord of Jingning is crazy--- well!" If you are sick, it is naturally impossible to fulfill your conjugal obligations, even if you want to take a concubine! There is no reason for Zhao Wangfu to stop it, if the eldest brother really has a girl he likes, you and the county lord of Jingning will marry a few months later! If we bring her closer to the mansion again, our Song family will already be regarded as giving Zhao Wangfu a lot of face. ”

"Impossible." Song Qingyuan said lightly.

He was stunned, "Why?" ”

Song Qingyuan had a stalk in his throat, "Because --- she's dead." ”

"Gah?"

"Don't you understand?" His smile was bitter and sour. "Yanran is no longer alive."

Song Qingqi was speechless, and really wanted to slap himself. "Big Brother ---"

"I don't need any comfort, give me a little more time to get through this and I'll be fine." He reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and said.

"I'm sorry, big brother. I can't help you enough. Song Qingqi said ashamedly.

He patted him on the shoulder, "Don't say that, I'll get through it." ”

"But, it won't be long before you get married, are you really okay?"

Song Qingyuan took a deep breath and said indifferently: "Since she has entered the door of the Song family, she is my wife, that's all, I will set aside a courtyard for her to live with the maidservant girl who came to marry, whether she is really sick or not, I think this arrangement is good for both parties." ”

"I don't think my mother will give up asking you to take a concubine."

He pursed his lips, his flat tone as if his heart was dead.

"My heart has been given to Yanran, there is no way to give it to a second person, the future of the Song family has Lan'er, I am not afraid of the heir, my responsibility is gone."

"Big brother, I don't like your tone." Song Qingqi said worriedly.

Song Qingyuan burst out with a low chuckle: "Fool, I won't look for a short-term view, if this is what you are worried about." ”

"Are you sure?" He asked, shocked.

"I don't want to be unfilial." There is nothing more tragic in the world than to let a white-haired person send a black-haired person.

He let out a big sigh, "Big brother, don't be scary. ”

"Let's go! Accompany the eldest brother to have a few drinks. Song Qingyuan put his arm on his shoulder and said.

Song Qingqi said sonorously: "Okay, get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows." ”

"Well said!"

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Prince Zhao wanted to marry his daughter, it should have been a happy event with great opinions, and the wedding should have been grand and grand, but he married the most unfavored county lord, or the crazy daughter who made him lose face! Therefore, there is no pomp and circumstance that should be there, and there is no battle, as if you can't wait to throw the hot potato to others.

For this kind of result, of course, Mrs. Song has a lot of dissatisfaction in her heart, and it is just a matter of marrying a crazy daughter-in-law, and she is so sloppy and simple, and she has no face to see many relatives and friends, and she is even more worried that if the bride goes crazy when she visits the church again, it will be really embarrassing at that time, but from beginning to end, the county lord of Jingning was supported by the two maidservants who accompanied the marriage, and An An finished the salute, which really made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Alas! Mrs. Song sighed, there was no trace of joy on her face, she just heard the whispers of relatives and friends during the banquet, there were sympathetic people, and there were also people who came to watch the play, so angry that she returned to the room early to rest, and handed over a room of guests to Song Qingqi to greet her.

As the groom's official, Song Qingyuan was dressed in conspicuous red clothes, which formed a strong contrast against his gloomy face.

Fugui rubbed his cold palms, stood at the door of the account room, and looked in frequently, thinking to himself, could it be that the eldest young master was planning to spend the night here tonight?

He peeked at it, and saw that the eldest young master was still sitting on the chair like a stone statue, and he couldn't help but sigh that the slave was embarrassed.

"Ahem, ahem! Master, the time is almost up. ”

Song Qingyuan stared at the golden bracelet in his hand for a long time, and finally cautiously put it into the three-color pottery cabinet with a hidden lock.

"Big young master---" Fugui urged again.

"I see." He finally got up.