"It's really too much!"
Song Qing clenched his fists, "If it weren't for me and your eldest brother, how could the Song family live so well now?"
"Ms. sir."
Mrs. Song faintly interrupted Song Qing, "Why don't you take us to the Clan School to have a look.
Brother Yang, take out the torn textbook and Auntie will make the decision for you. "
"Aunt, forget it."
Song Yang said in a panic: "It's just a small quarrel, there's no need to call the parents over."
Jiang Wan looked at him in amusement as he clenched his fists. He was obviously feeling guilty, right?
Song Qing was not a fool. He finally realized that Song Yang might have lied to him?
His eyes were full of disappointment, "Brother Yang, are they really bullying you?"
He has been missing for too long, and the memory of Song Yang is still in his infancy.
Song Yang bit his lip, which was bleeding, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
Song Jiuli said bluntly, "Dad, why are you asking?
Doesn't his attitude say it all? I made it clear that I deliberately deceived you. "
"I don't!"
Song Yang raised his voice, "I'm sorry, uncle, I just want to go home so much.
They didn't bully me as I said, but no one wanted to talk to me. "
They probably all know who Song Laosan is, so they are not sure who Song Yang is before.
No one dared to make friends with him rashly.
Song Qing was very angry and said to Song Yang in disappointment: "Ethnic Studies is also your home.
You have just entered the clan school, and it is normal for them to recognize you as a student, even if you go back to live in the palace.
You also have to go to ethnology classes, it makes no difference. "
Jiang Wan obviously noticed the fatigue in Song Qing's eyes, and Song Yang foolishly gave up the last bit of family affection.
"Uncle, I know I was wrong."
Song Yang wanted to explain anxiously, but Song Qing didn't want to hear it, "I'll ask someone to send you to clan school again.
If nothing happens, don't come to us again. "
He wanted to help him so much that he almost got angry with his wife, but he didn't expect this little bastard to be thoughtful.
Mrs. Song slightly raised the corners of her lips, while Song Jiuli raised her eyebrows happily.
Jiang Wan didn't have any expression. She didn't intend to care about this incident.
"Uncle, I don't want to leave!"
Song Yang was very reluctant, but it was useless. He was just a child and was taken away easily.
Song Qing shook his head and said: "I think he is a child, and adults' mistakes have nothing to do with children.
I wanted to be nice to him, but I didn't expect him to be so scheming since he was a child. "
"Dad, it's not like you don't know."
Song Jiuli rolled her eyes angrily, "Brother told you a long time ago that Song Yang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, right?
It's you who didn't listen, so who do you blame now? "
Jiang Wan and Mrs. Song looked at each other and remained silent in tacit agreement.
Song Qing sighed, "Yes, yes, I am blind. I hope this child will not grow crooked."
"It's hard to say, neither Lao San nor Mr. Xu are good people."
Mrs. Song spoke directly. After all, to her, Song Yang was worse than a stranger.
Song Qing's mood became more complicated. Jiang Wan didn't want to get involved in these things, so she said goodbye.
"I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."
Qiu Yanxin found the shopkeeper, and Jiang Wan planned to open a Yishengtang and Wansi Pavilion in Kyoto.
There was no need to rush this matter, she had to look carefully.
So whenever Jiang Wan has time, she will go to the space to make skin care products.
A few busy days have passed, and there are new rumors in Kyoto these days.
While Jiang Wan was busy with her feet not touching the floor, Qiu Yan knocked on her door angrily.
"girl."
"Come in."
Jiang Wan stretched and moved his arms and arms tiredly.
Qiu Yan walked in with an angry look, "Girl, I don't know who is this crazy person spreading rumors outside.
He said that you made the eighth prince's face more serious, and that he would have no chance of being crowned emperor in the future! "
"oh."
Jiang Wan calmly straightened her messy hair and wiped the sweat with a handkerchief.
Qiu Yan was shocked, "Girl, people are scolding you all over the street now, why are you still so calm?"
"What's this?"
Jiang Wan burst into laughter, "It's not like you haven't seen the Eighth Prince's face."
"I know that the Eighth Prince is fine, but others don't know."
Qiu Yan jumped angrily, "Miss, your medical skills are so good, but they want to discredit you."
"Qiu Yan, if you are not envied by others, you are a mediocre person."
Jiang Wan calmly traced her eyebrows and said, "When we enter the palace later, the rumors will disappear without attack."
Today is the deadline agreed between the emperor and her.
"Slave prepare for the girl!"
Qiu Yan stepped forward eagerly and quickly helped Jiang Wanshu's hair. She couldn't wait to witness the moment when the girl slapped her face.
After everything was ready, when Jiang Wan went out, she found Song Jiuyuan waiting at the door.
"Wanwan, I'll accompany you."
"With you here, I feel relieved."
The corners of Jiang Wan's lips curled up slightly, and the two of them got on the carriage. Song Jiuyuan smiled fondly:
"Wanwan trusts me so much?"
"I believe you will protect me."
Jiang Wan's eyebrows slightly raised, and in front of Song Jiuyuan, she gradually revealed the look that only a girl can have.
"Do not worry."
Song Jiuyuan scratched the tip of her nose, "Everything has been arranged.
If he dares to embarrass you, this throne will end today! "
"So fast?"
Jiang Wan was a little surprised. Is this conspiracy about to end before it even begins?
"Thanks to Qiangwei for sending some useful news."
Song Jiuyuan was in a very good mood, "It's coming soon. We will be able to return to Jiuzhou soon."
Accustomed to the carefree life of Jiuzhou, not to mention Jiang Wan, Song Jiuyuan was also tired of this intrigue life.
"Um."
Jiang Wan leaned on Song Jiuyuan's shoulder, "Has Sheng Yi arrived in Kyoto already?"
"He's waiting outside the city."
Song Jiuyuan lowered his voice, "He is very smart and can protect himself."
These words had an inexplicable smell of vinegar. Jiang Wan smelled a bit sour and explained angrily:
"What are you thinking about? I'm worried about Li'er. After all, that's the little general she likes."
"Both of them?"
Song Jiuyuan's face darkened and he said firmly: "I don't agree with this!"
"Why don't you agree?"
Jiang Wan was a little surprised. She thought Song Jiuyuan and she were on the same battlefield.
Song Jiuyuan explained: "He is indeed a good person, but it will be very hard for Li'er to marry him."
"Li'er likes it."
Jiang Wan only said, "It's useless for us to talk too much here. I don't think Sheng Yi wants to drag Li'er down."
"Anyway, I don't agree."
Song Jiuyuan's face turned dark, and the two of them were speechless all the way until they arrived at the palace gate and saw Jiang Wan still expressionless.
Song Jiuyuan took the initiative to surrender, "Okay, Wanwan, let's not talk about this for now.
If you can't handle it later, give me a wink in time. "
"Know it."
Jiang Wan didn't necessarily want to be serious with him, but she was not used to taking the initiative to ease the relationship.
The two got off the carriage and entered the palace one after another.
The queen really couldn't hold herself back and actually summoned so many family members.
