Song Qinghuan let go of his hand and sat back a little.
She was indeed determined to marry into the Wei family in Lizhou and marry Wei Yutang.
Even though she already knew Wei Yutang's shortcomings at that time, she still had that thought and never gave up.
Until later, when the imperial edict came down, she had to suppress those thoughts.
But she wanted to marry Wei Yutang, not because she liked him or admired him so much, but because the Wei family was pure.
She said: "Your indecisiveness and your failure to recover are actually just cowardice to put it bluntly."
Wei Yutang didn't say anything, and Song Qinghuan continued: "The Song family is different from other noble families, because the Yun family is also involved in the future."
"Brother Wei, have you ever thought about it, if one day the Song family or the Yun family is overthrown, can you save me from the fire and water with your own strength?"
Wei Yutang opened his mouth and said: "Wei family, Wei family will not let you get into trouble."
Song Qinghuan sneered: "What makes you think that the Wei family will make a bet for the whole family just for you?"
"How long did it take for the Wei family to accumulate its brand name? How could you possibly put the whole family at risk for an insignificant woman?"
Wei Yutang wanted to argue, but he didn't know how to say it for a moment. He had never thought about these things before. Even if Song Qinghuan brought it up at this moment, he couldn't think deeply about it.
Seeing that his complexion had recovered a lot, Song Qinghuan pulled out the silver needles on his body one by one.
"A disease of the heart requires heart medicine. Back then, Brother Wei traveled for many years because of his reputation as a wife-suppressant. That was an escape. Now, because the Song family has returned the keepsake, he has been ill for several months and is depressed. This is also an escape.
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"In fact, you have always been very cowardly. You have grown up under the aura of the Wei family and have a mother who worries about everything for you. If you don't want to face everything, you just avoid it."
"So, you are living like this now."
"Haha..." Wei Yutang chuckled, with sarcasm in his words: "I know you are provoking me to make me happy, so that I can completely give up on you."
He sighed softly: "Song Qinghuan, Song Qinghuan, why are you always so heartless? Why?"
He turned his head and looked at Song Qinghuan. When he met those extremely clear eyes, he looked away in shame.
Song Qinghuan pursed her lips and said, "I'm provoking you, but it's up to you whether you listen or not. After all, life is yours, not mine."
She said: "If I were you, I probably wouldn't be so depressed. I would cheer up and make myself stronger. Maybe I can't get back what I lost, but I might ensure that my things won't be taken away again in the future."
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"Brother Wei, you may say that I am cold-blooded or ruthless, but I am not like you. I have spent so much time with people who have been joking with their own lives for the sake of an irreparable relationship."
All the silver needles had been taken out, and Song Qinghuan gathered them one by one into the cloth bag he carried with him, and finally stuffed them into his purse again.
She glanced at Wei Yutang, thought for a moment and said, "That's all I have to say, and I sincerely hope that Third Brother Wei can listen."
He said and smiled again: "I hope that when I see Brother Wei next time, he will be a different person, a person that I can appreciate."
Song Qinghuan turned around and left the wing. She clearly heard Wei Yutang calling her from behind, but she didn't stop and led Texue back to the main hall.
Seeing Song Qinghuan return, Mrs. Xiaoyun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression was not so good. She said to Ms. Yang: "Qinghuan is just a little girl, how much can she understand? Now that the doctor is here, it is better to let the doctor take a serious look at it."
It's all about seeing."
Then he said: "It's getting late and you're in a mess, so I won't bother you. If you come to Beijing again next time, don't forget to come look for me."
When Mrs. Yang saw Song Qinghuan coming out of Wei Yutang, she was going to ask a few questions, but Xiao Yun's expression showed that she was unwilling, so she stopped and sent the person out of the yard.
After standing outside the courtyard for a moment, he saw that the mother and daughter had left, and then he sighed softly.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Wei Yutang standing behind him with help from a servant. He didn't know how far he stood, his eyes staring at the retreating figure for a long time.
Ms. Yang was angry and resentful. Her little son was good at everything, but he was too devoted.
After a long time, Wei Yutang looked back, but suddenly asked: "Mom, am I very cowardly and useless..."
After all, he listened to Song Qinghuan's words.
After coming out of the wing in the backyard, Xiao Yun stopped listening to the master's lectures. He prayed early, ate some fast food at Hongfa Temple casually, and hurriedly came down from the temple without even taking a rest.
Because she was outside, Xiaoyun didn't have an attack and kept enduring it.
But some people can't help it.
After getting off the mountain and getting on the carriage, Song Qingyan helped the two maids out, took Song Qinghuan and asked directly: "Sister, how is Third Brother Wei? Is he in good health?"
Song Qinghuan said lightly: "I can't die."
He then turned his attention to Song Qingyan and asked, "When did you become interested in him? And you still hide it until now?"
Song Qingyan bit her lip, tears suddenly filling her eyes.
What should she say about this kind of thing? She is a girl, but she is thinking about the man who almost became her brother-in-law. What should she say?
Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Song Qinghuan immediately softened her voice and said, "Okay, I'm not scolding you, it's just..."
She didn't even know where to start.
I didn't know things would come to this.
After sighing, he said again: "He is depressed in his heart, in his mind, and in his heart. It is natural that he will not recover for a long time. Now he will not die. If it lasts for a long time, it will be difficult to say."
How many sad people in this world have been tortured to death by themselves. They cannot live a good life, so they have to commit suicide.
Song Qingyan immediately said: "Then, can it be cured? How can it be cured?"
Song Qinghuan was furious when he saw her nervous look, and replied: "Yes, it will be fine if we get married and have children, and they fall in love with each other."
Song Qingyan sat upright and immediately leaned against the car wall.
Song Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and asked her: "I can't cure this kind of disease, but the one who has his biological son and wins his heart can definitely cure it."
Song Qingyan was speechless, but tears fell from her eyes. She really didn't know when she fell in love with Wei Yutang.
But she remembered this man's gentleness, thoughtfulness, and that cold plum.
Song Qinghuan wiped away the tears from this silly sister and sighed: "Don't think about it. Even if you like her, do you think your mother will let you marry Third Brother Wei?"
Then he said: "If you take ten thousand steps back, even if you get married, do you think you can cure his disease?"
