What Song Qinghuan asked Xunmei to send to Yao Yuechan was none other than the letter of divorce written by Xiao Wei himself.
The envelope that King Yu Xiao Mu presented to Emperor Chengxing was a fake. This was something that everyone knew very well.
But it was forced by the situation. Even if it was false, Xiao Wei couldn't quibble. The more he said, the more he would be wrong.
The real letter has always been in Xunmei's hands, and the only reason why he wanted to send it to Yao Yuechan was just to disgust her.
Even if the divorce letter was pressed at the bottom of the box, Xiao Wei would still treat her as before, but the divorce letter was still stuck in her throat, and it was painful to think about it.
What she couldn't see, or didn't want to see, now made her see clearly. The man she thought loved her to the core was, in the final analysis, just someone who could abandon her casually for profit.
To hit a snake seven inches, to alienate someone, separate them first. Song Qinghuan's move is simply brilliant.
As soon as the Song family's carriage entered the gate, the news came to Uncle Chengen's Mansion next door.
Zhang Yunwei didn't care that it was inappropriate at the moment. After settling Brother Xu, he hurried to the Qibei Marquis Mansion.
Song Youyu injured his leg, Ta Xue and Liu Ping were also injured. The carriage went straight into the second gate and then stopped.
Several young men carried Song Youyu back to his own yard first. Song Qinghuan supported the little maid's hand before getting out of the car, and saw Zhang Yunwei trotting over in a hurry.
Feeling warm in my heart, I raised my hand and shook it at her. Then I felt a strong wind blowing and my hair sank.
Song Qinghuan was startled, raised his hand and touched it, but there was an extra pearl hairpin for no reason.
There were maids and women everywhere, so she couldn't help but take off the hairpin and put it into her sleeve.
The movements of her hands were so smooth that no one noticed her for a while.
Zhang Yun came closer, without even taking a breath. He looked Song Qinghuan up and down, and asked cautiously: "There are rumors outside that you and Yi Wanghe are divorced? Is it true?"
Song Qinghuan didn't know that the news spread so quickly. He blinked and said with a smile, "Of course it's true."
He added: "It's rare for me to escape from that fire pit. Why don't you come over to have a drink at night and celebrate with me?"
Xiao Yun was walking in front, and when he heard this bastard's words, he turned around and lectured: "It's nonsense, the bigger it gets, the worse it becomes."
Song Qinghuan stuck out his tongue.
Zhang Yunwei looked worried and advised: "Forget it about drinking. I know you must be feeling uncomfortable. I'm just worried about you..."
In this world, no matter whether she is divorced or divorced, as long as she leaves her husband's family, will that woman end up well?
Even if the Song family can afford to support her, Song Youyu will be willing to support her in the future, but will the mistress in this house be willing to do so in the future?
I'm not talking about the distant ones, just the nearby ones. Song Youyu and Song Qingyan haven't said they're married yet. If something like this happens, I'm afraid the marriage between these two people will have to be delayed for several years.
Song Qinghuan certainly knew what Zhang Yunwei was worried about, but she grew up in a famous family, and what she saw and heard was so different from other ladies, so naturally what she thought was different from what Zhang Yunwei thought.
But she couldn't explain it clearly. She just smiled and patted Zhang Yunwei's hand: "The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. There will be no way out. My sister is worried about me. I also remember this feeling in my heart."
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Zhang Yunwei looked ashamed: "I am a prostitute, and I am burdened by family affairs, so I can't help you much..."
After saying these few words, they didn't want to go into details, so the group just said something else.
Since Song Qinghuan got married, the original courtyard of Lan Yue Pavilion has been empty. Although it is taken care of every day, it has been unoccupied for a long time, so it has to be tidied up.
Song Youyu also had to ask the doctor to take a closer look, and Liu Ping and Texue had to settle down, so they were very busy for a while.
Ta Xue needed to recuperate from his injuries, and Xun Mei had not returned from collecting her dowry at the Yi Palace, so Song Qinghuan had only second-class maids Chunlan and Qiulan around.
Chunlan was asking the maid and her mother-in-law to return the house, so Qiulan went to Song Youyu's Qingfeng Garden to inquire about the news.
Zhang Yunwei and Song Qinghuan were not seen outside. They were sitting in Lanyue Pavilion for half a cup of tea when they saw Qiulan leaving and returning.
"The doctor has already left. He has given the young master a new prescription. He only said that he would have a good pregnancy and take care of himself."
Song Qinghuan was chatting with Zhang Yunwei when he heard this and frowned.
It stands to reason that no matter how good the bone-setting skills of the imperial doctors in the palace are, the carriage from the palace to the Qibei Houfu will still be bumpy, no matter how steady it is. If a doctor is invited, it is natural that he wants to set the bones again. The doctor started
It's convenient to take medicine, but seeing a doctor is easy.
Zhang Yunwei knew that Song Qinghuan knew the art of Qihuang. Seeing her frowning at this moment, he smiled and said, "It's been a while since I came out. Brother Xu has never been away from me since he was a child. I'm afraid he will look for me now."
Song Qinghuan raised his eyes and smiled, not leaving her alone: "Sister, go ahead. I'll have tea with you another day when I have free time."
After all, the two families live next to each other, so it is easy to communicate with each other.
Zhang Yunwei responded with a smile and left with a smile. Song Qing happily greeted the little maid and then stood up: "Go over to the young master and have a look."
Song Qinghuan was a female, so the courtyard was the inner courtyard. Song Youyu was a man, and he was not married, so the courtyard was the outer courtyard.
The snow that had fallen this morning had already covered the ground with a thin layer of white. When Qiulan held an umbrella and walked with Song Qinghuan to Qingfeng Garden, there was already a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
Song Youyu was always a runner, but now that he had been injured for a hundred days, he couldn't go anywhere.
It was only the first day, and he couldn't help but lose his temper.
Tea bowls and medicine bowls were smashed on the floor in the house. Because the ground dragon was burning, the heat mixed with the smell of medicine gave off an unpleasant smell.
Xiao Yun knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so she comforted him softly: "You just have to get through this period, and when the injury is healed, you can go wherever you want."
Then he said: "You are not feeling well right now, so you can't make things difficult for yourself."
As soon as the eldest young master Song Youyu lost his temper, he had nothing nice to say to Xiao Yunshi, and said angrily: "I don't want you to worry about it, just go out..."
Song Qingyan was originally worried that Xiaoyun's efforts would be unrewarding, so she followed him to take care of Song Youyu. When she saw that he was treating someone's good intentions like a donkey's, she immediately became furious.
"No matter what, just don't care. No one cares about you. Your legs and feet were not injured because of us. Why are you acting like a young master? You just go to whoever you want. You really think that my mother can't do anything when she has nothing to do."
Then he pulled Xiaoyun and said, "Mom, let's go. I told you that you shouldn't care about their siblings' affairs. Look, what are you asking for?"
Turning around, I happened to bump into Song Qinghuan coming in from outside.
Xiaoyun subconsciously protected Song Qingyan behind her, fearing that Song Qinghuan would be unhappy with Li and make her daughter angry, so she explained: "Your sister has always been a talkative person, and she didn't mean it. Huan'er must not agree with her."
