Song Qinghuan did not miss the fear on Yao Yuechan's face, nor did she miss her words: "Do you remember?"
When she assumed the identity of the eldest lady of the Song family, her memory was incomplete. Zhang Yunwei mentioned Xiao Wei in a flashy manner, thinking that those unremembered old things were for Xiao Wei. But looking at Yao Yuechan's appearance today, it was not as good as he thought.
So simple.
The frightened expression on Yao Yuechan's face only lasted for a moment and then subsided, but her mood could not calm down for a long time.
Song Qinghuan glanced at Song Qinghuan with a complicated expression, and with uneasiness in her heart, she knelt down and said, "The prince asked my sister to take him with me. If my sister is fine, I will leave first."
Song Qinghuan sat still and said with a meaningful smile: "No, I still plan to stay with my sister for dinner."
Yao Yuechan staggered away, not wanting to leave any food.
Qianyunju returned to calm, Song Qinghuan leaned on the rose chair with her eyes closed and remained silent for a while.
She was born as an orphan, and she and her master depended on each other for life. Although she had been living on the move for so many years, her life was not satisfactory, and because of this, she cherished her life even more than ordinary people.
Mrs. Xu's miscarriage seemed like a trivial matter, but even with her half-full medical skills, she knew that if she hadn't happened to be nosy today, Mrs. Xu would have died.
Although Xu's life is safe now, it is hard to say whether she will be a mother in the future if she does not meet a doctor with excellent medical skills.
They say that the royal family is ruthless. Originally, she only thought that she was exaggerating when singing on stage, but today she really realized what the royal family is.
Xiao Wei has never been a person who can tolerate disgrace in his eyes, but now he can still tolerate himself occupying the position of the concubine. What if he sits on that throne one day in the future?
Concubine Liu's natal family has been in trouble in the court over the years. With such an uncle's family around, even Prince Yu, the direct descendant of the queen, did not dare to stand out.
When the day comes when Xiao Wei's wings are full, Song Qinghuan is afraid that he will only die. Not only that, even touching the Song family is as easy as crushing an ant.
"No, we can't stay here anymore." Song Qinghuan opened her eyes fiercely, her heart beating wildly. Not only could she not stay in the Yiwang Palace anymore, but the Song family couldn't continue to muddle along like this.
"Taxue, how much money do I have?" Song Qinghuan stood up and entered the inner room as he spoke.
Aunt Sun was in charge of the affairs of Song Qinghuan's courtyard, while one of Ta Xue Xun Mei was in charge of dowry and private property, and the other was in charge of clothing and meals.
Song Qinghuan wanted to count how much silver he could use, and Ta Xue immediately followed him into the house and replied: "The three thousand taels that the girl accompanied when she got married, we don't have much expenses these days, and the dowry money has not been touched."
However, the income from the fields and shops will still be at the end of the year."
As he spoke, he took out a box from the black lacquered carved cabinet. Locked inside were the dowry property, the shop deed, the account book and the banknotes.
After the Song family defeated the old Marquis, Song Wende took over the throne. He had been fond of arty things since he was a child, and he had never been merciless when he was ruined. As of now, the Qibei Marquis Mansion is worse than ever.
The Song family couldn't afford a generous dowry, so they divided the dowry of Song Qinghuan's biological mother Yun into two halves, and divided the two halves in half for their children. When it came time to get married, together with what the Song family had purchased, it was barely bearable.
Song Qinghuan took out the silver in his hand and counted it once, and couldn't help but sigh. It was like a straw that would kill someone.
It turned out that when I was living in danger with my master, I never thought that one day I would be able to hold three thousand taels of silver in my hand. Only on this day did I realize that three thousand taels of silver are worthless in a high-end mansion.
My heart ached so much, but I still took out two thousand taels and gave it to Taxue to give him instructions.
Texue pulled the banknote, looked at Song Qinghuan disapprovingly, and advised: "Girl, now that we are married, we will have to take care of everything in the future. The income from the land and the shop is still unknown. If we buy those things, we will
But we are stretched thin."
"You can handle it yourself. I have my own account in mind, but you have to be more careful about this matter and don't let others see it."
Song Qinghuan felt like she was in the clear mirror, but as the old saying goes, if you don't let go of your children, you won't be able to trap the wolf.
It's safe to step on the snow. Although I don't agree with it, I still follow the instructions.
Xunmei brought a food box and put the hot minced meat porridge and several dishes of side dishes on the table one by one, with a long face.
"Girl, please use some pads to pad your belly first, and then drink the medicine later."
It gets dark early in the late autumn. It was getting late when I returned from Prince Yu's Mansion, and the sun was now setting in the west.
After such a day, Song Qinghuan could only eat a basket of soup dumplings and spicy soup in the morning, and he was already hungry.
She sat down at the dining table, picked up her chopsticks and took a few bites of the side dishes. Seeing that Xunmei's face looked so foul, she laughed: "You can even hang an oil pot from your little mouth."
Xunmei heard that her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but she still wanted to laugh. She couldn't help but stamp her feet angrily: "Young girl still wants to laugh."
As he spoke, his eyes burst into tears: "You are so injured, yet you can still laugh. Ta Xue is also a useless idiot. Following a girl out can cause her injury."
Song Qinghuan felt that he was frightened to death when he was about to be strangled to death. Now that he was alive and well, he lost his memory.
After the minced meat porridge was cooled and put into his mouth, Song Qinghuan smiled and agreed: "That's right, Taxue is timid. Next time you go out with me, if anyone dares to do anything bad to me, I guarantee that you will give him a look before he gets close."
I don’t dare to step forward anymore."
"That girl must keep her word." Xunmei sniffed, not caring that Song Qinghuan was just joking.
Song Qinghuan ate two bowls of porridge and drank a bowl of medicine while holding his nose. Only then did he feel that the pain in his throat was relieved a lot.
I sat on the heated kang near the window on the west wall, looking at the sky full of red clouds through the window, and gradually felt sleepy.
It was already high in the moon when Ta Xue came back from doing errands. Song Qinghuan woke up from a nap and was talking to Grandma Sun while holding a big pillow.
"I have inquired about it. The prince doesn't like sweets very much. Although he doesn't have any particular preferences in food, every time he eats something, as long as it is pasta, he always takes it out on CDs."
Grandma Sun's cheeks were red, her eyes were sparkling, and she smelled of alcohol when she spoke, but her whole body was full of energy.
Song Qinghuan had been married into the palace for a few days, but she never thought about trying to please Xiao Wei. Today, she took the initiative to ask Grandma Sun to inquire about Xiao Wei's preferences. She just thought that the young master had enlightened her, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart.
Happy.
She left her money and went down to invite some women who worked in the kitchen to a banquet. After a few glasses of wine and some favors, she found out everything.
Grandma Sun was originally a person close to her mother Yunshi, so Song Qinghuan knew that she was quite capable. She twisted a piece of sugar cake to make a toothpaste and said with a smile on her face: "Then if I want to give the prince some food, I can't."
