Song Qi usually liked to be naughty and strong, but she also made the emperor tired of Chao Guogong's mansion, and Yin Ruzhu didn't like her.
But after all, she had watched her grow up since she was a child. Seeing her end up becoming a nun, the disgust in her heart became less and more unbearable.
Zhen Qingyin understood clearly that the person who drugged the prince to commit suicide was Song Qi.
She and Song Xiang agreed obediently, finished their breakfast, and went to visit Song Qi together.
Song Qi was wearing a sea green robe and a nun's hat, holding Buddhist beads in her hands, her eyes filled with deathly gray.
Mrs. Song Er held her shoulders and cried: "Why can't you think about it...Son, you are digging out my mother's heart..."
Song Qi was indifferent, like a puppet.
Song Xiang was so frightened that he hid behind Zhen Qingyin and whispered: "Cousin, the third sister seems to have shaved her head."
Zhen Qingyin hugged her and touched her head to comfort her.
All the sisters and brothers of the Song family were present.
I heard that it was the old Duke who ordered us all to come and see what happened to Song Qi. We should learn from the past and be a guide for future generations. We should be careful in our words and deeds. Don’t imitate Song Qi. A single mistake will lead to eternal disaster.
Some were afraid to get close, some were gloating, some were pitiful and sympathetic, some were angry and resentful, and some were as confused as if they had been poured cold water on their heads, as if they were the ones who were forced to shave their heads.
Standing alone in the crowd, the inconspicuous Zhen Qingyin looked at Song Qi with envy and longing.
She admired Song Qi's courage.
Song Qi was able to live the beautiful life she had dreamed of ahead of schedule.
For the first time, she had nothing to do with herself and was completely aloof from it.
After sending Song Qi to the carriage, everyone dispersed, and Zhen Qingyin called her second cousin Song Chi to stop.
"Second cousin, which nunnery did Song Qi go to become a monk?"
Song Chi was round, plump and kind, like a steamed white steamed bun.
He frowned and asked, "Why is my cousin asking about this?"
Of course, I am preparing to become a monk in the future, and I am considering living in the same nunnery as Song Qi. After all, we are relatives in a corner. If we become colleagues in the future, we can still take care of each other, right?
Zhen Qingyin thought so in her heart, but said: "I'll go see her when I have time."
System: [I believe you are a ghost! Is it hard to get over the hurdle of becoming a monk? 】
Song Chi's expression softened: "It's hard for you to be generous and don't care about her jealousy with you in the past. After asking around, the second uncle found out that Qingyue Temple in Lishan outside the city was a pure place suitable for spiritual cultivation, so he sent his third sister to Qingyue Temple. Went to Yue'an."
Oh, Lishan, Qingyue Temple... Zhen Qingyin kept it in mind and said with a smile: "I know. When I pass by Lishan when I have time in the future, I will definitely visit my third cousin. Thank you second cousin."
"We, cousins, will not say such things to outsiders. These days, the house is not at peace. Please remember not to wander around - look at my brain." Song Chi knocked on his head, "My cousin is a She has a quiet temper, so my reminder is unnecessary. In two days, I will take my cousin out to play."
Zhen Qingyin waved her hands: "I'm not going. I just enjoy the snow and drink the northwest wind. Occasionally I go to a restaurant to eat hotpot. There are too many people. I'm afraid. I'll just stay in Hanxu Courtyard and stay with my aunt and cousin."
The system picked up the two front legs and said: [Are you afraid that you will meet the male protagonist and complete the task accidentally again? Hum, I knew you were wholeheartedly against me! 】
"You, you, you missed so many delicious and fun things." Song Chi nodded her head. Because he had to go to school today, he didn't talk to her more and hurried out.
The boy was carrying a bookcase and chasing after him.
After a few days, a signal came out from the palace that the turmoil had subsided, and Duke Chao's palace finally settled down.
It's snowing again.
The newly blooming plum blossoms stand proudly on the branches, fearless from the wind and snow.
The women in the Duke's Mansion stayed contentedly for the winter, worried about being laughed at, and most of them did not plan to leave the house as guests until the Chinese New Year.
Yin Ruzhu taught Song Xiang embroidery, and incidentally also taught Zhen Qingyin.
Zhen Qingyin pricked her fingers ten times a day. She was so distressed that Yin Ruzhu told her to give her two nuns who were good at needlework and told her not to use needlework in the future. The nuns would help her embroider her wedding dress.
The system put its front legs on its hips and burst into tears: [Host! You did it on purpose, on purpose! You don't want to complete the task, and you deliberately ruin yourself... wuwuwu, it would be great if I bound the male protagonist. Letting the male protagonist attack you is much easier than asking you to move your butt and complete the task! 】
Zhen Qingyin moved her position and asked in surprise: "Eh? Didn't you complete the task?"
System: [...What kind of joke is this? Not funny at all! 】
Make a bad face.
Yin Ruzhu taught Song Xiang how to play the zither, and he also wanted to teach Zhen Qingyin.
Zhen Qingyin broke the tea bowl and cut her finger, which was dripping with blood.
Yin Ruzhu repeatedly asked the maid to bandage her, and sighed: "You are destined to be rich and noble, wearing silk and satin made by others, and listening to others play the zither. Alas -"
Very suggestive.
Zhen Qingyin pretended not to understand, and said ignorantly: "Auntie, don't be angry, I am a bit stupid when it comes to embroidering and playing the zheng, but I can read scriptures and write big characters."
Yin Ruzhu suddenly showed a speechless expression.
Reading scriptures is something that old ladies in their seventies or eighties do, and most of them did something unconscionable when they were young. They were afraid of dying and going to hell and being struck by lightning, so they hurriedly chanted scriptures and prayed to Buddha every day to donate merit.
Qingyin is a little girl, what sutras do you recite?
As for writing big characters, come on, as for her calligraphy, after practicing it for more than ten years, she still doesn't dare to call herself "calligraphy".
While the two of them were staring at each other, Song Xiang quickly took a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.
Yin Ruzhu glanced at her bulging cheeks, and her eyes suddenly brightened.
"Qingyin, how about I teach you how to cook?"
As the saying goes, if you want to capture a man's heart, capture his stomach first.
If Qing Yin had good cooking skills, she might have a better impression in the eyes of the prince.
Yin Ruzhu was worried that her niece could get a long-term meal ticket and keep her wealth for a long time.
However, Zhen Qingyin was so polite and insensitive that she almost ordered the small kitchen in Hanxu Courtyard.
Yin Ruzhu escaped from the small kitchen with a disgraced face. She was about to feel depressed when she suddenly held Zhen Qingyin's face in her hands and murmured to herself: "It doesn't matter, it's enough for our Qingyin to have this beautiful face."
Zhen Qingyin: "..."
The system beat its chest: [Hahaha, let you show off, God insists that you win! 】
Zhen Qingyin struggled to break free from her aunt's clutches, leaving ten finger prints on her white jade cheek.
She frowned depressedly, then stared at the kitchen knife she had just thrown on the ground.
The system's laughter stopped abruptly: [Host! What are you going to do? Don't, don't forget, your face was passed down to you by your modern parents! 】
Zhen Qingyin slowly exhaled a breath and stepped forward to pick up the kitchen knife.
The system yelled: [Host! Host! lay down! What are you going to do, what are you going to do! Let's show it off as bad as we can, in order to gain some face! 】
The system discovered that after binding Zhen Qingyin, it had been lowering the lower limit of its host requirements.
Yin Ruzhu asked hurriedly: "Qingyin, why did you pick up the kitchen knife? Carefully hurt yourself."
