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Chapter 107 Apologize

Song Qinghuan had the feeling that Yan Wen was not an ordinary person, so he also felt that he would not stay in Dianzhuang Pavilion for too long.

At first she thought that his origins were unknown and suspicious, but if she thought about it carefully, if there was really something wrong with him, it would only mean that the person who plotted against her was too clever.

Song Qinghuan relaxed, but Mr. Wu was afraid of changing his mind, so he immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote down the employment document in front of her, leaving only a few years blank.

After Yan Wen was done with his work, he called the person over again and explained Song Qinghuan's meaning in one sentence.

Yanwen glanced at Song Qinghuan, pursed his lips, and said briefly: "Five years."

Song Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at him, a little surprised. She thought this child was only signed for a year or two at most.

Since Yanwen promised five years, Mr. Wu calculated that it would be time to leave the army after five years. He quickly filled in the year and asked Yanwen to sign and stamp it.

After the writing on the paper was completely dry, I carefully put it into the box and put it away.

Song Qinghuan arrived soon and ordered him to take two days off before the master from the south came. Then he sat down for a while and left.

After the incident at the Dianzhuang Pavilion was over, it felt like a stone in my heart had fallen to the ground.

Song Qinghuan returned to Lanyue Pavilion to freshen up and went to sleep without even eating dinner.

After a good night's sleep, the Yan family members came over to apologize.

However, it was not Mrs. Yan or Yan Jiaojiao who came, but a kind-hearted woman.

The Yan family has plenty of gifts, food, clothing, and everything they need, and everything is good, just like the nouveau riche.

But the Xiaoyun family was very angry. The Yan family was the first to deal with the wrong and the last to hurt others, but they still used these things to humiliate the Song family.

The Song family is in decline, so there is no need for the Yan family to help.

The mother-in-law who came to apologize spoke eloquently and said: "Our girl really knows that she was wrong. We just caught a bit of wind and cold yesterday and got a little feverish this morning. Madam has to take care of her personally, so she can't leave."

, I just asked the slaves to come here, and I hope Madam Hou and the girls will not be angry."

There are still some slap marks on Song Qing's face, but they haven't come out yet. Song Qinghuan is sitting at the top with Xiao Yun.

Xiaoyun was trembling with anger, but she couldn't say an unpleasant word.

Song Qinghuan laughed: "You are young and ignorant, so I can understand, but it seems that Miss Yan wants to kiss her."

The woman didn't know what she meant, so she didn't dare to answer the question.

Song Qinghuan lowered his eyes and smiled: "My father and mother have always said that if children are not well educated at home, there are plenty of people to help teach them outside."

As soon as the topic changed, the meaning of the words became even more profound: "My sister was taught by the commotion in Uncle Cheng'en's house yesterday. I wonder if the Yan family's sister was taught?"

"After all, you have already shown your age, and you have been slandered, abused, beaten, and shown to be someone who despised the royal family. These things can be spread casually, and this sister of the Yan family, I'm afraid it will be like this

I have to look for a husband outside Kyoto."

The mother-in-law's heart trembled, there was something else she didn't understand.

Not to mention the fault of the girl from the Yan family, the Yan family still has such a condescending attitude. If this spreads out, who dares to marry the daughter of the Yan family, even the brothers of the Yan family, if they want to get married, they will have to

Just see it clearly.

Not to mention, Yan Jiaojiao's beating of people at the flower banquet was a real thing, and her reputation for being fierce can no longer escape her.

The woman couldn't stay in the Qibei Marquis Mansion any longer, and she couldn't keep the smile on her face from beginning to end, so she left dejectedly.

Before leaving, I heard Song Qinghuan instructing his servants: "Mrs. Yan is really considerate. She actually sends such good things. We are the only ones who have never been short of them. We deserve these things, but it would be too unkind to refuse them."

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"It's better to exchange them all for rice and help the poor..."

When she came out of the Qibei Marquis Mansion, the woman was covered in sweat all over her back. As soon as she returned to the Yan Mansion, she hurried to see Mrs. Yan.

Madam Yan and Yan Jiaojiao were leaning on the edge of the pavilion to feed the fish. When she saw her coming, she casually asked, "How are you doing? I'm afraid Xiao Yun is so angry that she's going to vomit blood."

The mother-in-law didn’t know whether Xiao Yun was so angry that she vomited blood, but what she said next made Mrs. Yan so angry that she vomited blood.

A handful of fish food was thrown into the pond, and a swarm of koi fish came forward to compete for food.

Qian Qian was so angry that he fluctuated violently, and his eyes were stern: "Do you really mean that?"

The mother-in-law nodded and said: "This eldest girl from the Song family is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. She digs a hole well and waits for us to jump out of it."

Yan Jiaojiao listened to the entire conversation between the master and the servant, and immediately became angry: "She, Song Yueli, dared to threaten me."

As she spoke, she started crying again, threw herself into Mrs. Yan's arms and said coquettishly: "Mom, I, I don't want to marry somewhere else, I don't want..."

...

Yan Jiaojiao, who was said to be ill with wind and cold in the previous court, appeared in the Qi Bei Marquis Mansion in the next court, and her illness seemed to have disappeared in a matter of seconds.

Xiao Yun was busy exchanging the gifts from the Yan family for food and giving porridge to various places in the city. When she saw the mother and daughter of the Yan family coming, she said with a smile: "Second girl, your illness will be cured."

, I don’t know which miracle doctor I’m seeing.”

Mrs. Yan's face was full of embarrassment, but her posture was extremely low.

Song Qinghuan's words in the previous court had severely beaten her down, and by the time she went to the next court Xiaoyun's wife, Mrs. Hou, had enough airs.

After sitting with her for a while, Mrs. Yan's face was so stiff that she was trembling. When she was about to leave, Mrs. Xiao Yun could still look calm and sincerely leave the meal.

She said: "Although our Marquis Mansion has declined, our life is not as good as before, but our cook's skills are outstanding. She can make tofu and vegetables look like flowers. Mrs. Yan also

Miss Yan, why don't you stay and eat."

Mrs. Yan couldn't hear the sarcasm in her words, her face turned the color of pig's liver, and she said repeatedly: "Mrs. Hou, you are so polite, the Hou family has a big business, there is nothing good that I have never eaten or seen before,

I won’t keep the meal. I still have a lot of things to do at home. When I have some time some other time, I will come to Mrs. Hou’s place for a visit."

After Mrs. Xiao Yun was so angry, Mrs. Yan became cold-faced when she left the Hou's residence. She held Yan Jiaojiao's ears and scolded angrily: "If you don't remember well next time, you will be embarrassed yourself."

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Yan Jiaojiao still had her grievances unspoken, but Mrs. Yan scolded her again, and she burst into tears. The Song family also made her hold a grudge even more.

Song Qinghuan was not sure what happened in the house. At that time, she was entertaining an uninvited guest in Yipinju.

Holding the tea, the guest bent over with an uncontrollable smile: "Hahahahahaha, Song Yueli, Song Yueli, who came up with this name, hahahahaha...

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