When Song Qinghuan first met Xiao Jingtong, although the little princess was a bit indulgent, she had no ill intentions toward her.
She still smiled every time they met, but after the fire at Winter Solstice Star-Zhaing Pavilion, this little girl became obviously hostile to him.
***The hostility for no reason is probably because the people around her said something dirty.
Just like today, when Xiao Jingtong rushed in so recklessly, the two maids only knew how to stop her. If they really wanted to stop her, they would have stopped her before she even left the courtyard gate.
In fact, Song Qinghuan felt early on that Xiao Jingtong was not being served by a good person. Otherwise, when Empress Dowager Jiang pointed out the girl from the Yu family to Xiao Ci, the little girl would not have run away from home in anger.
Song Qinghuan had also vaguely mentioned this matter to Xiao Ci. According to his mind, it was impossible not to see the problem involved, but for some reason, it was never solved.
After Song Qinghuan said something, he turned to look at Xiao Ci.
Xiao Ci didn't have much of a reaction. He raised his legs and said, "We can't keep him."
Song Qinghuan didn't speak, but Xiao Ci turned around again, grabbed her hand and chuckled: "So, I want you, a mother-in-law, to worry more."
Song Qinghuan frowned and subconsciously pulled her hand back. She really felt like a stepmother as soon as she walked in.
He immediately refused and said, "You can take care of your own children."
She is not really stupid, Xiao Jingtong grew up in front of Empress Dowager Jiang, and the people serving her must be all Empress Dowager Jiang's people.
Xiao Ci obviously knew that these people could not be retained, but he allowed them to instigate him and did not take action.
Now I hope that I can stand up for Xiao Jingtong and let the bad guys do it themselves, and maybe even Queen Mother Jiang and Xiao Jingtong will be offended.
The bride who had just entered the house had her step-mother-in-law on top of her and her step-daughter on her back. She would be either stupid or crazy if she did such an inhuman thing as soon as she came here.
Xiao Ci didn't really ask Song Qinghuan to take care of this matter. After all, he was not a stepfather. Although it was a bit awkward to keep these people around, they were useful.
Hearing that Song Qinghuan opened his mouth to refuse, he was not upset. Instead, he laughed and said: "Madam, my husband, Prince Rui's Mansion is a dragon's den and a tiger's den. If you can get in, you will definitely be in trouble."
But it wasn't all a matter of trouble. Empress Dowager Jiang's eyes had never moved on Prince Rui's Mansion or Prince Wu's Mansion.
Before Song Qinghuan entered the door, he knew that he must be in trouble. He frowned and spat: "Come to think of it, I have saved you many times, but you are a person who repays kindness with hatred."
Xiao Ci was in a good mood and laughed, not as talkative as her.
Ta Xue Xun Mei took out the food box and placed the breakfast items one by one. Then the couple sat around and ate together.
Song Qinghuan was not used to having people wait on her, so she would stand on the porch while walking in the snow looking for plum blossoms.
Xiao Ci rolled up his sleeves and served her. He put some of the side dishes on the plate for her, and there was no shortage of buns and snacks.
He didn't eat much himself, but instead told Song Qinghuan: "Eat more. Once you enter the palace, you will inevitably have lunch in the palace."
Everything in the palace is carefully made by the imperial kitchen. It is delicious, but no one who enters the palace dares to eat more.
Xiao Ci knew that every time Song Qinghuan went to the palace for a banquet, he would always leave the palace with his chest pressed to his back because of hunger.
Song Qinghuan took a big bite of the crystal shrimp dumpling in his hand, and without being polite, said in surprise: "This is really delicious."
As he spoke, he put the half-bitten piece into his bowl with a smile on his face.
Xiao Ci glanced at her, and then at the half crystal dumpling still stained with saliva. He reached out and picked it up, and said with a serious pun: "Don't you eat enough for me?"
Song Qinghuan's cheeks heated up, he chuckled, and remained silent.
The two of them had breakfast leisurely and then went to the main hall.
Outside the main hall were all the stewards of Prince Rui's Mansion, and the two young masters in the hall were also waiting early.
When the nanny was there just now, Xiao Ci had acted coldly towards Song Qinghuan, but now he was holding her hand, not hiding the joy in his eyebrows.
There were several rows of stewards standing, and when they saw Xiao Ci coming with the new princess, they immediately knelt down and greeted each other with rising and falling greetings.
Song Qinghuan was startled by the large formation. He raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Ci. He then said: "In the past, there was no mistress in this mansion, only the steward in the mansion. Now that you have entered the door, you have to take care of me."
tired."
Song Qinghuan blinked and asked Xiao Ci to give him a hand. He was not polite to him: "As soon as I walked in, you delegated this power to me. Do you think too highly of me?"
I remember that when she married into the Yiwang Palace, not to mention the power of the housekeeper, even the maid in the Yiwang Palace could bully her.
Later, she, a serious princess, left the house with Xiao Weihe, and there was no sign of housekeeper Quan.
On her second day as a new employee, she had to take on the power of housekeeper, which was completely different from the past.
Xiao Ci tightened his palms and smiled sideways: "They all belong to me anyway, just lighten the bed from now on."
"I, how can I be so unbearable..." Song Qinghuan muttered dissatisfiedly, and if he wanted to say anything else, another voice interrupted him.
Xiao Jingtong ran out of the hall with short legs and shouted: "Father..."
Then he rushed between Xiao Ci and Song Qinghuan and forcefully broke the hands they were holding.
"Why are you here? My brother and I have been waiting for you for a long time." Xiao Jingtong took Xiao Ci's hand and looked up at Song Qinghuan with a provocative smile.
Then he pulled Xiao Ci and jumped into the hall.
Song Qinghuan lagged behind, looking at the backs of the father and daughter, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
As expected, it is difficult to be a stepmother.
Seeing that all the big and small stewards outside were still kneeling, I hurriedly cleared my throat and asked everyone to get up, and then walked slowly into the hall.
Xiao Ci had already sat in the top position, and Xiao Jingtong sat on his knee. He glanced at Song Qinghuan and giggled deliberately.
On the other hand, Xiao Jingchuan stood up from his seat, bowed respectfully to Song Qinghuan, and shouted, "I've met my mother."
Song Qinghuan's face twitched, she felt that she was not much older than Xiao Jingchuan.
This mother's shout made her feel uncomfortable, but she still responded with a gesture: "No need to be polite."
Then he took a few steps forward and prepared to sit down next to Xiao Ci.
Before she could sit down, Xiao Jingtong quickly took up her seat. With his big watery eyes open, he smiled: "I want to sit with my father."
This little girl made it clear that she did it on purpose. She only had two positions at the top. If she succeeded today, wouldn't Song Qinghuan be frightened by her power?
Song Qinghuan glanced sideways at Xiao Ci, and when he saw the look on his face that he was looking forward to a good show, he immediately became angry.
She stood to the left of Xiao Ci and told Ta Xue: "Place the seats over here."
