In ancient times, being a personal maid meant having the same wife. Song Hailan never concealed her preference for Song Li, and Zhao Di saw it clearly.
She had seen it just holding hands several times.
They didn't know that they were brothers and sisters, but they were so close. They didn't have pure intentions.
If the two of them fall in love and do something outrageous, then even if the Song family finds out that Song Li is their biological child, they will not recognize Song Li anymore for the sake of the family's face, and Song Li will become a completely different person. Abandoning her son, she has only two consequences:
1. The Song family covered up the truth and made Song Li the concubine of Song Hailan. She was imprisoned in a small courtyard and was not allowed to show her face until her death.
2. Send Song Li away so that they will never see each other again in this life.
No matter what, her position as the real daughter cannot be shaken.
And Song Li will never stand up again in this life.
Seeing her hypocritical face, Song Li was so disgusted that she had goosebumps all over her body.
[Family members, who understands! 】
[I really want to slap her to death. 】
[This idea is so vicious! 】
[Okay, okay, since you like orthopedics so much, I can help you arrange it! You know who I am, don’t I know who you are? 】
[Your brother came to Beijing to take the exam and went to whoring for free. He didn't bring a penny with him, but he still had fifty taels of silver left after arriving in the capital. I'm sure you will be satisfied with this skill! 】
Song Hailan and Song Haiming's ears were raised, for fear of missing a word, but Song Li was stuck.
The two of them scratched their heads anxiously.
Does Zhaodi still have parents?
Who is her brother?
What kind of free prostitution method?
Tell me in detail!
When the two of them were at a standstill, Song Li spoke, "By the way, Zhaodi, I suddenly remembered something. I used to have a pendant, the pink one. It was the only token my parents left for me, but I suddenly disappeared when I had a fever, did you see it?"
Zhao Di wished she could cover Song Li's mouth immediately.
"How do I know? You're usually a mess." She looked forward in a panic, and felt relieved when she saw that neither Song Hailan nor Song Haiming responded.
Next, she didn't dare to say any more outrageous things, for fear that Song Li would be even more outrageous than her.
But she was not annoyed. Her purpose was to plant a seed in Song Li's heart. As long as she and Song Hailan remained so close, sooner or later this seed would take root, sprout, and grow.
No one wants to be a servant for the rest of his life. Everyone has the instinct to climb up, and Song Hailan is Song Li's only support for class advancement.
She couldn't wait to see this brother and sister loving each other.
Song Li said: There is nothing wrong with loving each other and being a family.
I want you to watch it every day.
The back mountain is not high, and the four of them reached the top in a short time.
A dilapidated temple appeared in front of them. The door frames were broken by ants. The two doors hung crookedly on them, and the middle was covered with spider webs.
"There's nothing to see, let's go!" Song Hailan lost interest and didn't even want to step through the door.
Zhao Di walked in first.
"I saw a lifelike statue of Guanyin Buddha inside, like the craftsmanship of the previous dynasty. I want to go in and have a look."
The three of them looked at each other and slowed down to follow her.
In the Buddhist hall, there is indeed a reclining statue of Guanyin, with a lazy posture, a leisurely expression, bright colors, and is of the highest quality.
But due to the change of dynasties, this place was abandoned.
The Buddhas are all dilapidated and have lost their former glory.
"Whoever carves the Buddha statue on the stone bones, where can I find the immortal at the head of the mountain?" Zhaodi recited this poem leisurely after bowing to the Buddha statue.
"What a poem! My cousin is so talented!" Song Haiming immediately touched his palms and leaned close to her.
Zhaodi moved aside calmly, not wanting to have any physical contact with him.
But Song Haiming didn't seem to understand. When she took a few steps back, he took a few steps closer.
Zhaodi was almost drunk.
I secretly regretted why I had to recite poetry to show off and provoke such a slut.
At the same time, she was also anxious. She had already stalled for time. Why didn't the mysterious man take action?
Just last night, when she returned to the carriage, she smelled the familiar scent of medicine and found a note under the quilt.
The mysterious man was obviously observing her secretly and knew her current situation. He asked her to lead Song Hailan to this temple, and he helped her kill him!
Without Song Hailan, she would have much smoother access to the Song family in the future.
She wrote back and agreed, but had other plans in mind...
Unexpectedly, we stopped at this inn today, and Song Hailan even offered to come to this temple.
She almost laughed out loud.
In order to come with him, he even specially asked Song Yannian.
Fortunately, she followed, otherwise Song Hailan wouldn't even be able to get in.
She didn't know when the mysterious man would take action, so she could only try her best to delay it.
"My cousin is the best among people. Why don't you come and compose a poem? There are also my elder brother and Song Li. Let's talk freely."
Although Song Haiming has a graceful demeanor and his white clothes are better than snow, at heart he is a solid military general. His calligraphy and painting are acceptable, but he is not good at poetry.
Song Li saw his embarrassment and took the initiative to stand in front, "I thought of something!"
Zhaodi made a "puff" sound and quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief.
"Speak out quickly, happiness alone is not as good as happiness for everyone!"
Song Li pretended not to hear her sarcasm, with his hands behind his back, he muttered:
"There is a spider web in the monk's door, and there are two or three taels of dust on the Buddha. Four people came here to wander around, but they accidentally entered the Buddhist hall."
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..." Zhao Di almost burst out laughing as she laid eggs.
The number of words is different, but it’s still called poetry?
She doesn't know how to draw a gourd, so she has the brains of a maid.
Song Li rolled his eyes inwardly, [Laughing Maoxian, at least I wrote my own poems. You copy other people's poems all day long and you feel superior. 】
[Just like your brother, he cheated to become a scholar. He was not ashamed, but proud. 】
[When I find an opportunity, I will write down three hundred Tang poems and give them to my brother, so that she can see how good you are at copying them. 】
Of course Song Hailan held a banner for his sister, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that the poems written by his sister were excellent!
"Song Li's poems are simple and catchy, and they are very popular with me. If you write them again for me when you get back, I will frame them and hang them in the study!"
Zhaodi's laughter stopped abruptly.
OK OK! Just keep telling lies with your eyes open, and I will definitely give you a generous gift when you two have a wedding night.
How dare Song Hailan hang up Song Li's random nonsense in the study room? What if his good brother saw her and she would lose face?
Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, the eyes of a statue of the King of Heaven next to him fell to the ground.
It happened to fall at Song Hailan's feet.
Song Hailan kicked it away and ignored it.
But this was always unlucky, so Song Haiming said: "It's getting late, it's time to go back."
This time Zhaodi didn't stop him and followed slowly.
Because she smelled the familiar medicinal fragrance again.
Strange to say, for some reason, only she could smell this smell. When she was in the charity hall, she asked other children, but they couldn't smell it.
Walking to the door, Song Hailan suddenly heard a rustling sound, and he immediately drew out his sword and slashed to the side and back.
In an instant, there was a buzzing sound from the tip of the sword, and a long black snake shot up from the ground, just in time to be split in half by him.
"Oh, even a little long insect dares to stab me."
"Okay, stop being cool! There are more ahead!" Song Li shouted at him.
Song Hailan quickly turned around and met a viper's eyes.
"Ah!" Zhao Di screamed in fear, jumped on Song Hailan and trapped him tightly.
Song Hailan hurriedly shook her off, but this also delayed the best opportunity to chop the snake, and was bitten in the thigh by the viper.
"elder brother!"
Zhaodi's tears instantly flowed out, and she hurriedly pulled off his pants with her hands.
"It's all my fault!"
"Brother, don't be afraid! I'll help you suck out the venom!"
