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Chapter 9

Mr. Song understood what Yun Jinchu meant and felt that what she said was not impossible.

No one wants to get into trouble regarding the Zhennan Palace. Marquis Wenyuan and the eldest prince are probably more afraid of being involved in today's matter than anyone else.

Mrs. Song frowned slightly: "But where is Prince Mo..."

"He doesn't want to cause trouble either."

Yun Jinchu said, "As long as my grandfather can shut up Wen Yuanhou and treat today's incident as an accident, Mo Xuanchen will definitely not take the initiative to enmity with the Song family."

Several people in the ancestral hall looked at Mr. Song.

Mr. Song quickly made a decision: "I will go to the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion right away."

Mrs. Song: "I'll go too..."

"You stay in the mansion." Mr. Song refused, "Mother Li's death was strange. There may not be other people in the mansion who were bribed by the Xie family. You stay in the mansion and screen all the people in the inner and outer courtyards, including Li

Mom’s nephew, let’s see if we can find him.”

Mrs. Song frowned and nodded: "Okay."

Song Yingyue suddenly panicked when she heard that she was going to Wenyuanhou Mansion.

"Grandpa, I won't go!"

How could she go to Wenyuan Hou's Mansion? Wouldn't everyone know what she had done?

Moreover, she wanted to harm the eldest son of Wenyuanhou Mansion. If the people of Wenyuanhou Mansion found out, how could they spare her?!

And Chen Ling, she is the most coquettish and unreasonable.

If she knew she was being used by her, Chen Ling would definitely scratch her face!

"I won't go, I don't want to go to Wenyuan Hou Mansion!"

Song Yingyue got up and wanted to run away, but Song Qingya kicked her on the knee and dragged her back by her collar.

Song Qingya sneered: "Now that I know I'm afraid, what were you doing earlier? You kept saying you were right, so what are you afraid of?"

"grandfather……"

Song Yingyue was so frightened that she cried. When she saw that Mr. Song and Mrs. Song didn't stop Song Qingya, they didn't change their mind even if she cried and begged. They just had Mother Li's body rolled up on a straw mat and thrown into the carriage.

In a panic, she rushed towards Yun Jinchu and cried: "Ah Jin, Ah Jin, I was wrong."

"I know I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please help me beg my grandfather not to let me go to Wenyuanhou's Mansion. If I go to Wenyuanhou's Mansion, it will be over..."

Yun Jinchu looked down at Song Yingyue, who was crying pitifully, and he only lifted his legs to get away.

"Ajin..."

"Do you know that I am allergic to drugs and may die if I take love potions?"

Song Yingyue looked pale.

"If I hadn't escaped today and were caught on the spot by you and others, I would have been doomed."

The blood on Song Yingyue's face faded.

Yun Jinchu turned to Mr. Song and said, "Grandpa, I'm a little dizzy."

Mr. Song looked at his granddaughter with a cold expression, and said somewhat complicatedly: "Shulan, you and Qingya send Ajin back to rest."

After leaving the ancestral hall, intermittent crying and begging could be heard from behind.

"Grandma, do you really want to watch my grandfather send me to the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion? There is no airtight wall in this world. If anyone knows what happened today, I will be finished for the rest of my life..."

"You also know that your whole life is over, so why didn't you think about what would happen to Ah Jin when you attacked her?"

"I...I was just confused for a moment. Besides, she is fine..."

"If she's fine, that's because she's lucky. If she's fine, you can just pretend that nothing happened?!"

Mrs. Song seemed to be angered by Song Yingyue's words and said in a stern voice,

"Do you know what happened in that room? And do you know if Ah Jin was able to escape and escape death?"

"You clearly know that ruining a person's reputation means ruining his life, and you know that being infamy will last a lifetime, so why didn't you hesitate at all when you attacked A Jin? You led people to break into the backyard of the Hou Mansion to see her ruined.

, and have you ever thought that if you do this, she will be forced to death, and have you ever thought that she is your sister?!"

Intermittent sobs could be heard inside.

Yun Jinchu reached out and touched his heart, and suddenly he understood why the little girl in his memory was so close to the Song family.

She was obviously killed by Song Yingyue and left in such embarrassment, but in her dream when she was unconscious, the little girl was still sobbing and begging her to save the Song family.

Yun Jinchu was an orphan since he was a child. He was picked up by people at the base and trained as a killer.

When she was a child, she fought with others in a cage and was stained with blood to survive. She had no companions or close friends in her life.

Later, the base became "good" and she became a half-public official, clearing out traitors, but she still didn't know what family ties were.

Clear away those years stained with blood on rebellious hands.

She was used to seeing people selling out their loved ones for money and gain, and she was used to seeing people who were selfish and ruthless for power and status.

Such an "alternative" family as the Song family.

It's really hard not to feel good about it.

Song Shulan looked at the pale Yun Jinchu and whispered: "Ajin, Yingyue is also being encouraged by others. The third uncle and the third aunt have been away from the capital for many years, so the government will inevitably give way to her, so that she always wants to be strong and refuses to let others.

, she was only taken advantage of when she got distracted..."

"Sister!"

Song Qingya was unhappy when she heard this and said, "If you do something wrong, you did something wrong. Why do you speak for her?"

"The third uncle and the third aunt are not in the capital, but in what way is she worse than us? Her grandparents always favor her, and we give her the best of everything. What else is she dissatisfied with? People say

She can harm her sister with just a few words, but she still uses this method. I think she clearly has evil intentions!"

"Qingya!" Song Shulan looked at her disapprovingly.

Song Qingya said with a cold face: "I'm not wrong. If she didn't have evil intentions first, who could take advantage of her? Why don't we see anyone coming in front of us and trying to take advantage of us?"

Song Shulan was left speechless by her sister.

Mr. Song has three sons.

The eldest son, Song Hongfeng, and the second son, Song Hongyuan, both worked in the capital. One was appointed as the sixth-grade chief of the Dali Temple, and the other was a book clerk in the water transportation treasurer in the suburbs of Beijing.

The third son, Song Hongxian, was transferred to Hengxian County, Jingnan, to become a local official to accumulate qualifications.

Among these three people, Song Qingya's father Song Hongfeng and Song Yingyue's father Song Hongxian were both descended from Mrs. Song. Song Shulan's father Song Hongyuan was a concubine of his aunt. In addition, Mr. Song also had two daughters, one legitimate daughter and one legitimate daughter.

It was Yun Jinchu's mother, Song Yujun, and her aunt who was born as a concubine married into the Wang family, an old clan in the capital.

The Song family is a prosperous family, with Mr. Song alone and Song Shulan and his family having six brothers and sisters.

The first and second bedrooms both have children, but the third bedroom only has one daughter, Song Yingyue.

The third master and third wife of the Song family were away from the capital all year round, and Song Yingyue stayed in the capital to discuss marriage.

The two elders favored her more or less because her parents were not around, and the brothers and sisters in the house usually gave way to her, so she was always trying to be competitive, and she suddenly became jealous when a cousin who was more favored than her suddenly appeared.

But as Song Qingya said, no matter how jealous you are, you should have a bottom line.

As the eldest daughter of a concubine, Song Shulan was born a head lower than Song Qingya and the others.

She also often envied Song Yingyue's unbridled pride and Song Qingya's outspokenness, but even if she was envious, she would never do anything to hurt them.

Seeing that Song Shulan stopped talking, Song Qingya snorted coldly and said: "She harmed A Jin, and you are helping her to persuade her to make peace. This is just helping the evildoer."

What turns hostility into friendship?

What is repaying evil with kindness?

That's what only fools do!

If it were Song Yingyue who harmed her today, she would have to beat her to death.

Song Qingya pulled Yun Jinchu and said, "Don't listen to eldest sister, wait until Song Yingyue comes back and see how I beat her!"

When Yun Jinchu heard Song Qingya's angry words, she saw her almond-shaped eyes, her fair cheeks full of anger, and her whole body as alive as a burning flame. She couldn't help but laugh: "Second cousin

very nice."

Song Qingya was so stunned by her laughter.

The little girl in front of me is extremely beautiful. Her face is as white as tofu, her pupils are dark and bright, and her eyes are like crescent moons when she smiles.

There is obviously only one dimple, but it is so sweet that it makes people's hearts melt.

Song Qingya couldn't help but reached out and poked the dimple on her face, thinking strangely.
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