Xiao Jingtong didn't expect Song Qinghuan to be so calm and calm, so he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at her.
Tears were still hanging on his face, looking pitiful.
Xiao Jingchuan was also a little surprised. He glanced at Song Qinghuan and for a moment he didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd.
Song Qinghuan seemed to not really care, patted Xiao Ci on the shoulder and said, "It's getting late, let's go."
Xiao Ci stood up, glanced at Song Qinghuan, and said nothing. He just kept a sullen face, put his hands behind his back, and strode away.
Song Qinghuan looked calm and just followed.
Instead, Xiao Jingtong, who was bent on causing trouble, was left behind.
Xiao Jingtong never expected that it would happen like this.
The child, who was only a few years old, was being bewitched by others. He couldn't help it at the moment, and rushed forward and stopped Song Qinghuan tightly: "You, why aren't you angry?"
Song Qinghuan paused and saw Xiao Ci looking over. He first motioned for him to leave first, and then looked at Xiao Jingtong.
With a puzzled face, he said: "Why should I be angry?"
After a pause, he then said, "Are you dressing like this to make me angry?"
Xiao Jingtong didn't speak, he just bit his mouth, but his meaning was not bad.
Xiao Jingchuan came out of the room and stood five steps away from the two of them. He stopped moving forward and looked at Song Qinghuan curiously.
Song Qinghuan sneered: "Little princess, I know you think I robbed your father and wanted to marry into Prince Rui's palace. You think I am a man full of new ideas, so you don't like me and can't accept me. I don't either.
Understandable."
Then he said: "However, if you are making such a fuss just to make me angry, it is not worth it."
"You are the princess of Prince Rui's Mansion, and you were born to your deceased sister. Your words and deeds represent the entire Prince Rui's Mansion, as well as your father and mother. Today you are dressed like this and I am returning to the Song family with you.
Although it doesn't look good to my parents and family, the shame is also yours, your father and your deceased mother."
Xiao Jingtong seemed to understand the words, but seemed not to understand them, so he opened his mouth and said, "Aren't you also from Prince Rui's Mansion?"
Song Qing smiled happily, said nothing, turned around and went outside.
The carriage had already been waiting at the second door. Xiao Ci was sitting cross-legged on the carriage with his eyes closed and concentrating. When he saw Song Qinghuan getting on the carriage, he didn't say anything, but his face was still ugly.
Over the years, the two children have grown up in front of Queen Mother Jiang, and there is nothing he can do.
When Xiao Jingchuan entered the palace, he was already a few years old and somewhat sensible. Even though Empress Dowager Jiang coddled and raised him, he did not rely on her to raise him.
On the contrary, Xiao Jingtong grew up in front of Empress Dowager Jiang before she could speak, and was influenced by her every word and deed.
Xiao Ci had long wanted to get rid of the two personal maids beside her, but he had kept them there for a long time. Firstly, he was still a little afraid of Empress Dowager Jiang, and secondly, Xiao Jingtong had nothing but pampering.
Unexpectedly, he was still too tolerant of these people.
Song Qinghuan sat next to him and didn't say anything. She only poked her head to see if there was anything on the carriage that could wrap her belly.
The return ceremony was also prepared, but the carriage was still moving.
Although Xiao Ci had his eyes closed, his mind was clear. He opened his eyes and took a plate of still warm soup dumplings from the secret compartment under the small case on the carriage and gave it to her.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Qinghuan took it with both hands, curled his lips and smiled, then reached out and took out a soup dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth.
Seeing that Xiao Ci's expression still showed no sign of relief, he then said: "I'm not even angry, so why are you so angry?"
He added: "The child is still young anyway. Just teach him slowly in the future. There is still a chance that he can get out of his temper."
Xiao Ci saw that she really didn't look angry at all, and the stagnation in his heart suddenly dissipated.
He sighed unintentionally: "If her mother were still here, she wouldn't be allowed to develop such a temper."
Song Qinghuan swallowed the soup dumpling in his mouth and twisted one in his hand. Hearing this, he looked up at him.
He sneered and suddenly lost his appetite to eat. He put the small plate on the table and said, "No, if her mother were still alive, how would she have anything to do with me?"
The more he talked, the more sour he became: "It's not without reason that the little princess hates me. Maybe her mother is a thousand times better than me."
Xiao Ci was also quick to speak, and then he came in advance to see the princess whose face he didn't even remember.
I didn't expect Song Qinghuan to upset the jealousy, but I was both funny and angry at the same time.
At that moment, he coaxed: "Nothing, I just lamented why I didn't recognize you at the beginning, otherwise you should be the mother of the child now..."
Xiao Ci wanted to flatter Song Qinghuan, but he didn't expect that she was a petty person. He snorted coldly: "Uncle Jiu, your son is over ten years old now. How old was I more than ten years ago? I was so
You have made up your mind since you were little, are you a pervert?"
Xiao Ci...
Xiao Ci died in the battle due to the woman's unreasonable reasoning. Anyway, whatever he said was wrong, so he simply shut his mouth and stopped talking.
Although Xiao Jingtong hated Song Qinghuan very much, he still went back to his small yard, took off his plain clothes and put on festive clothes. His two little hairpieces were also decorated with two golden flowers, and he also wore a pair of red gold necklaces. Finally,
She has what a little girl should look like.
Texue saw Xiao Jingtong getting on the carriage, leaning against the wall of the carriage and whispering a few words to Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan nodded and then gave another instruction: "Let Xunmei stay and let these two people help her."
After saying that, the curtain was lowered and the coachman was asked to set off.
It was already too late when I got up, and when I waited for Xiao Jingtong to come back, it was even later when I went out.
The gates of the Song family were double-opened, and several young men guarding the door had long stretched their heads to look outside. When they saw the carriage of Prince Rui's Mansion from a distance, they shouted at the top of their lungs: "The eldest lady has come back to the house for a kiss. The eldest lady has come back to the house."
Save yourself a kiss..."
The red silk outside the gate of Qibei Houfu has not yet been taken away, and the red lanterns still have the words "Double Happiness" affixed to them.
Before the carriage approached, the boy had already opened the door threshold. When the carriage entered the house, he led him to the second door.
Song Wende, Xiaoyunshi, Song Youyu and Song Qingyan were all waiting at the second gate.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Xiao Yun stepped forward and took a look at Song Qinghuan. Seeing that her face was rosy and the spring breeze was blowing on her face, she felt relieved immediately.
Xiao Jingtong got off the carriage at the back and immediately lost his temper when he didn't see his two maids.
Although his voice was childish, he didn't say in a good tone: "Where are they all dead? How can I get out of the car?"
The scene suddenly turned cold.
Song Qingyan hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and said with a smile, "Let me help you down."
Xiao Jingtong took one look at Song Qingyan and said immediately: "Who do you think you are? This princess is a dignified princess, not just a cat or a dog who can help me."
