The banquet in the front yard was nothing more than you complimenting me and I complimenting you. It was very boring. It was rare to see something interesting happen.
Meng Shuang found a place to sit down under the corridor, and after waiting for a while, he saw Lian Suisui followed by a frightened girl. The maids and women surrounded them as they walked out of the backyard and headed straight towards the door.
He wanted to follow them, but he felt that since they were all women, it would not be appropriate for him to go there directly.
It’s so unpleasant that I can’t happily eat melon!
Meng Shuang sighed towards the roof.
The boy passed by him, and after a while, the boy led Lian Jialiang towards the door.
"Mother……"
Lian Jiayuan called out to Mrs. Qin guiltily.
"The mother called her son over, but she has some instructions."
At today's banquet, she didn't bring Lian Jialiang out, but he actually came to the house by himself, and even collaborated with outsiders to plot against the Song family.
But I still don’t know how to repent.
"You think I dare not touch you?"
Lian Jialiang calculated the people around him again and again, Qin's tone was dangerous.
"The son doesn't dare to know what could make his mother angry?"
He is not afraid of boiling water.
Mrs. Qin watched his eyes rolling around, knowing that he had been raised crookedly. She had indeed deliberately left him alone. What kind of child could Lian Fangyu and Mr. Zhang raise?
"Come back to your house with me. I will tell your father when he comes back."
Lian Jialiang raised his hands and said respectfully: "Mother, please allow your son to say goodbye to his classmates and friends!"
For this reason, Qin tacitly agreed.
Lian Jialiang turned back and spoke to Qi Wenlin, then reluctantly followed Qin to the carriage.
The mother and daughter acted separately. Lian Suisui sent Song Xiaolan back home, and Mrs. Qin took Lian Jialiang back home.
What they planned didn't work out, but luckily it didn't work out.
When Lian Sui went to the Shouchang Hou Mansion to deliver the post, the Song family didn't know what had happened.
"Cousin Sui Sui! Why did you come to the door at this time?"
Song Jiyue came out and saw Song Xiaolan getting out of her carriage, her expression condensed.
"Why is the third sister with my cousin?"
Lian Suisui looked ugly.
"Let's talk after we go in."
The servants hurriedly went to report to Mr. Wen.
After meeting and greeting each other, Lian Suisui told Song Xiaolan's plan for the banquet away from home. Wen and Song Jiyue looked at each other and said cautiously: "Thank you very much, Princess, for today, otherwise... our Shouchang Marquis Mansion will become It’s a joke in Beijing!”
Lian Suisui made the matter clear. As for how to deal with it, that was the Song family's business.
"Now that I have safely sent my cousin back to the Marquis Mansion, it's time for me to say goodbye."
Lian Suisui got up, and Mrs. Wen personally escorted Lian Suisui out of the courtyard.
"Cousin, I'll give it to you."
Song Jiyue took Lian Suisui's arm and walked her to the door.
Lian Suisui patted the back of her hand.
"Go back. Fortunately, the matter didn't get too serious. There is still room for remedy."
The expression on Song Jiyue's face was solemn.
"Thank you, cousin."
Without saying anything, Song Jiyue turned around and returned home.
"Where's dad?"
Song Jing was very capable and held an important position in the court, so the crown prince Song Wenkang could only take a casual position in the court. At this point, he might go out to eat and drink with his colleagues again!
Such a big thing happened, and Mrs. Wen couldn't handle it by herself, so she sent people out to find people.
"Brother? Why are you back?"
There was movement behind her, and Song Jiyue turned around, just in time to see Song Jingwei, who had taken off his official hat, walking in from the door.
Song Jing handed over his official title to his subordinates and asked doubtfully: "Can't you come back?"
Song Jiyue reacted and replied with a smile: "Of course eldest brother can go home! It's just that you are usually busy with official duties and never come back at this time. It's a bit strange."
Song Jing hummed, looked outside the door again, and asked, "Who was here just now?"
"Cousin Suisi has been here and sent Third Sister back."
Just in time for him to catch up on this matter, Song Jiyue told what happened to Song Xiaolan at the banquet away from home.
"Mom has sent someone to find dad. I have to let dad make the decision on this matter."
Song Jingwei frowned and went straight to Wen's courtyard.
When Song Wenkang hurried back, Song Xiaolan had been kneeling in the yard for an hour.
"What mistake did you make to kneel outside in this hot weather?"
Song Wenkang didn't know what happened. He always believed that his daughter's family should be pampered. What should she do if she got sunburned while kneeling outside?
"Father, I asked her to kneel."
Song Jingwei sat on the chair next to him, holding a tea bowl in his hand and spoke coldly.
Song Wenkang suddenly turned off the engine.
"Since you asked her to kneel, there must be a reason to kneel. What mistake did she make?"
Song Wenkang's mouth was dry from running, so Wen handed him the tea in front of him, and he took it and drank it in one gulp.
"It's not a big deal. She sneaked into the Li family's banquet and conspired with outsiders to become the king. She wants to be the king's concubine. Her father feels sorry for his daughter, so why not make it happen for her."
Song Wenkang was stunned while holding the tea bowl, and looked back at Song Xiaolan in disbelief. He couldn't imagine that his daughter, who had always been weak and timid, dared to do such a shocking thing!
Song Xiaolan bit her lip and said stubbornly: "Even Suisui can do it, why can't I?"
She can crawl into a man's bed, marry into the Nine Princes' Mansion and become the royal concubine with her infamous reputation, but she can't?
She was born higher than Lian Sui, and the Lian family had a shallow foundation in the capital. Two generations before her, they were still farming at home. Their Shouchang Marquis Mansion was a founding hero of the country. She had studied and learned talents with Song Jiyue since she was a child...
Although she is only a concubine, she was born in Shouchang Houfu. Why can't she marry a relative of the emperor and become a master?
"Why should she care about my business? Our Song family and Qin family have already entered the third server, and it has nothing to do with the Lian family. No matter how embarrassed I am, it has nothing to do with them..."
With a snap, Song Jing closed the lid of the cup, interrupting Song Xiaolan's complaint.
She glanced at Song Wenkang, who was stunned.
"Father, I just don't like the marriage that Madam chose for me. Am I wrong?"
"How come my sister can win the favor of the eleventh prince, while I am not even qualified to be a concubine for King Cheng?"
"Every time my sister rejects the Eleventh Prince's invitation, do you know how much I hate it?"
Song Wenkang looked back at Mrs. Wen, whose face was dark.
"Being a legitimate mother is difficult. If your husband feels that I am not doing well, you can abandon me and return to your parents' home!"
"Why are you angry, madam?" Song Wenkang held his forehead, "That's not what I meant, what I meant was..."
He looked at Mrs. Wen and then back at the stubborn Song Xiaolan. He was so elegant. Song Xiaolan's biological mother was a singer in a restaurant. Because her status was too low, Mrs. Wen did not agree when she was brought back to the Hou Mansion.
Later, Song Xiaolan's biological mother fell ill and died, and he found a new love, and soon he forgot about his daughter.
Seeing Song Xiaolan growing more and more like her own mother, Song Wenkang couldn't bear to blame her.
"What I mean is, when you say goodbye to your children, you should also ask them for their opinions. Don't always make the decision yourself. After all, marriage is a major matter..."
It's okay if he didn't say this, but once he said it, Wen was completely blown away.
"Now I want to become the king's concubine. How about you come to the house in person and mention it to the king?"
Wen said coldly.
Song Wenkang has been the eldest son since he was born. Now that his son and daughter are about to talk about marriage, he is still the eldest son.
But it doesn't matter, he is the only legitimate son, and the title of the Marquis will belong to him sooner or later.
But he had many concubine children, and the Wen family had suffered enough over the years. If Song Jing hadn't been so talented and capable, she might have been in trouble!
Not only did she go to great lengths to help him take care of the back house, but she even blamed her for being thankless.
Mrs. Wen was also very angry.
"From now on, the younger generations in the family will follow her example and climb into bed with anyone they like. Are we in Shouchang Houfu or on the 36th floor?"
