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Chapter 501 Reunion after a long absence

Zhang Xutang's death did not cause any waves, it was as peaceful as water returning to water.

Early the next morning, Song Huiyue took Yinxiao and Li Jun to the Prince of Jin's Mansion to pick up Song Qinghui.

The imperial edict has been issued, and now the King of Jin is the new emperor. While holding the funeral of the late emperor, he chooses a day to ascend the throne. However, before he ascends the throne, he must offer a memorial ceremony to offer sacrifices to heaven and grant amnesty to the world. In addition, King Yan hanged himself in the heavenly prison. King Jin and Xie

The father and son are all very busy in the palace, and now only the servants are left in charge of this hidden residence of the palace.

Song Huiyue met Song Qinghui unimpeded. Song Qinghui was looking forward to seeing her in the palace. At this time, he finally saw his sister. He immediately hugged her tightly and expressed his excitement in a loud voice: "Sister! Why are you here? I don't know.

I want to kill you!"

Song Huiyue smiled and held his hand: "Does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Song Qinghui shook his head, but also shook his head vigorously as if he was afraid Song Huiyue wouldn't believe it: "Let's go, sister, go home."

After saying that, he looked at Yin Xiao again: "Yin Xiao, you have grown taller again."

Yin Xiao nodded with a smile.

"Let's go." Song Huiyue took Song Qinghui out of Prince Jin's Mansion despite the obstruction of the chamberlain. Instead of returning to Zhouqiao directly, she walked along Caomen Street to the small Song family where Aunt Lin and Tan Ran lived.

The incense shops on both sides were still open, Aunt Lin was doing embroidery in the yard, and Tan Ran was sweeping the yard making a lot of noise.

The yard still looks like it used to be. Aunt Lin and Tan Ran have kept it very clean. As soon as Song Qinghui stepped in, he immediately felt familiar and nodded with satisfaction - this is his home, and Prince Jin's Mansion will never be here again.

Well, it's not his home either.

"Auntie, I'm back." Song Qinghui shouted happily and strode towards Auntie Lin.

Aunt Lin was startled by his loud voice. She looked up and saw that it was Song Huiyue and her brother, with Yin Xiao and Li Jun standing behind her. Tears burst into her eyes immediately. She dropped the embroidery work in her hands and stepped forward fiercely.

He hugged Song Qinghui tightly.

"My eldest lady! Uncle!"

She cried bitterly with her beautiful voice, and shed tears. The wailing was mixed with longing and concern for the Song siblings. While she was talking, her tears never stopped. She hugged Song Qinghui and then hugged Song Huiyue.

Wanting to hug Yinxiao - he stretched out his hand, then immediately changed direction and returned to Song Huiyue.

She cried and talked eloquently. Tan Ran stood aside, extremely excited and emotional. However, after Aunt Lin cried for half an hour, his excitement made her tears wash away.

Aunt Lin finally stopped crying and loudly asked Tan Ran to go out to buy meat, vegetables and fish.

Li Jun had eaten at the Song family for a while and recognized Aunt Lin's cooking skills, so he quickly added a sauce-braised pig head.

"Okay, let's make the pig's head, do it all, do it all!" Aunt Lin's heart was filled with excitement.

She then opened the wing room where Song Huiyue lived: "Madam, come in and sit down quickly. It's all clean inside. I clean it every now and then. You can stay here."

After saying that, she hurried to the kitchen to light the fire.

Song Huiyue walked around the wing and saw that the room was no different from when she left. She went to the room where Mrs. Song lived and had a look. It was the same as before. She reached out and touched the two flowers in the vase.

Hydrangea suppressed the sadness in her heart.

Song Qinghui had already opened the trunk with ease, took out his sweater and put it on his body. After finding that it couldn't be put on, he couldn't help but turn to the bed: "Mom, I've grown taller too!"

No one in the room responded. Song Qinghui put down his hands, folded his clothes, and whispered, "Auntie went to see daddy."

He quickly raised his head and ran out very happily - there was a bamboo dragonfly made by Song Huiyue in the small side room.

He ran around in the yard with the bamboo dragonfly. Li Jun moved a chair and sat down in the yard. He felt an unspeakable emotion in his heart - he came back, and he can't go back.

Yin Xiao also moved a chair for Song Huiyue to sit down. Aunt Lin hurriedly came out of the kitchen and asked Yin Xiao to help move the small table and put refreshments on the small table.

Song Huiyue took a look at the tea cup and said with a smile: "Salted ginger shreds, my aunt dried them herself."

Song Qinghui heard this and

He turned around seriously: "I don't want to drink this tea, I want to drink sugared lychee."

"Okay, I'll make some for you," said Aunt Lin, who loved this lost old man so much. "I'll pick up some cakes for you. The old man hasn't lost any weight, he's grown taller, and I've lost a lot of weight."

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "I've grown taller too."

Li Jun took a sip of tea and said, "I've grown taller too."

Aunt Lin immediately said: "You are too young to be taller."

Li Jun put down the tea cup and sighed: "I always feel that I am still very young."

Song Huiyue drank tea, stood up and continued walking in the small yard. When she reached the water tank, she could stand and watch for a long time.

She still remembered that Tan Ran always lived a careful life, and every time he came back from fetching water from the square well, he would buy a drawer of big buns for breakfast.

Yin Xiao jumped on the roof to put the tiles on the roof. In the kitchen, Aunt Lin used frying and frying methods. Tan Ran carried things to the yard again and again, and raised many live fish into the water tank.

Here, Song Qinghui stabbed fish with a branch, and Li Jun shook his fan, enjoying himself.

After dinner, Song Huiyue said goodbye and left. No matter how hard Aunt Lin tried to persuade her to stay, she did not stay.

Mrs. Song is no longer here, and she has not stayed here for such a long time. No matter how familiar this place is, it is also a bit strange to her.

Aunt Lin's enthusiasm and tears made her feel the joy of seeing each other again after a long separation, but also felt the estrangement.

When she lives here, she feels like a guest.

Song Qinghui also followed her away - home in his heart was not only familiar plants and trees, but also familiar people and smells. Wherever Song Huiyue was, that was home.



King Jin was sitting in the Hall of Wende, looking at the official robes on the imperial desk and the token of the Commander-in-Chief of the Forbidden Army - Yin Xiao resigned from office. At the same time, news came from the chamberlain of King Jin's palace that Song Huiyue had taken away Song Qinghui.

Xie Zhou stood aside, holding the newly made dragon robe in his hand. He wanted to let King Jin give it a try, but he still kept his mouth shut.

King Jin got up, stood by the window, and looked outside with a blank expression.

The sky is getting darker, the clouds are getting thicker, night has fallen, the moon has not risen, and the stars have not come, just like countless nights in the past.

He was thinking about Song Huiyue.

Zhang Xutang is dead, the Zhang family is destroyed, and Song Huiyue's revenge has been avenged. Should she go back to Tanzhou or Dingzhou?

Yin Xiao will definitely follow him, and Li Jun will probably follow him, but he is the only one who is thinking hard and making a lot of calculations, but in the end he is alone.

Recalling that when he was in Tanzhou, Song Huiyue avoided him, and he tried his best to chase her, but he was very happy.

At that time, Yin Xiao was just a wild boy next to Song Huiyue. Apart from being able to fight, he showed no intelligence at all. Only now did he realize how smart this wild boy was.

It's really a great argument but a dull one, and a great skill but a clumsy one.

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