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Miss's mother was the daughter of a merchant, and she knew Father Song by heart. Originally, Song Qingyu should have lived the life of a rich and elegant lady due to the love of his parents.

However, not long after Song Qingyu was born, his father's relationship with the Great General of Zhenguo changed.

The next year, Song Qingyu's mother died in childbirth, and his father married another woman, the direct daughter of the Zhenguo general. To Song Qingyu, it was like the sky had fallen.

Song Qing and Yu were forced to return to their hometown at the age of two. For fourteen years, not only had his father never asked, but the amount of silver he had been offering had been getting lower and lower.

In recent years, the Song Manor had not given a single cent to Song Qingyu. He had completely forgotten that there was a daughter of the Song Family.

It was fine that the rest of the Song Family didn't care about the little miss, but why did Old Master Song forget about the little miss as well.

If Miss's mother hadn't met such a heartless person like the Song Residence, Miss would be the daughter of the Li family right now.

Seeing that it was already past the appointed time, Nannan thought why did Grandma Zhao not bring the congee over. It suddenly became lively outside and the people from the village all gathered together as if there was some sort of commotion here.

Nannan was just about to go take a look when several well-dressed people barged in from outside. They were all wearing beautiful clothes, as if they were famous people in the city. Nannan was shocked, her face full of hesitation.

Grandma Zhao hurriedly came in with the congee in her hands. She scanned the place and was suddenly overjoyed. "Hurry and inform the young miss, someone from the Song Family is here to pick her up."

The Song Family?

Nannan was confused as the Miss had never offended anyone of this rank. Suddenly, he realized something. The old master of the Song Family must have come to fetch the young miss back to the house.

"Miss! "Miss!" Nannan happily came to report, "Miss, Master is here to pick you up, in the future you don't have to suffer. Thank you for your blessings, Bodhisattva. "

Song Qingyu smiled. This silly girl. Her father had ignored her for many years, so why would he come pick her up on such a cold winter day? They came for Song Yiyan, to seize her marriage contract.

That year, the world was in chaos, and the Young General's Majesty was the one who rebelled, trapped Yue City in the end. Song Qingyu's grandfather used all of his wealth to help him, ignoring the threat of his family's life, and transferred food and fodder, allowing His Majesty to turn the tide. In order to repay this debt of gratitude, His Majesty had specially arranged for a marriage.

After so many years, Song Qingyu's grandfather, the Li Clan, had long since declined. In the Song Clan's backyard, the one in charge was the new Minister's Madam. Everyone knew that Song Qingyu had long been abandoned in the countryside.

At this moment, they reached the age at which they could talk about marriage. They finally remembered this daughter of the Song Family.

Right now, Zuo Linyu was the almighty Seventh Prince, while Song Qingyu was just a peasant girl who grew up in the countryside.

The Song Clan would definitely come for Song Qingyu to break off the engagement, or to put it more clearly, they were going to give Song Qingyu's marriage to her sister. After all, few people in the outside world remembered Song Qingyu.

On one side was the support of the Song Family, and on the other side was the support of the government. Everyone said that this was the person who was worthy of Zuo Linyu.

The person who had just arrived was the Song Residence's second steward. He looked middle-aged, but was exceptionally shrewd. He made the outsiders leave and bowed respectfully to Song Qing Yu to say many words of praise, but was only mentioned in the end.

"..." For this marriage, I still hope that the young miss can go back and think things over. "

The words he said were clear, making it impossible for one to find any mistakes in them.

As he spoke, Song Qingyu kept lowering his head in fear and looking down at his eyes.

After hearing the butler say so, her pretty eyes filled with tears. She raised her eyes and said, "Since this marriage has made things difficult for father, I will go back."

She was skinny and ragged. Now that he was so young, even Zhao Teng felt slightly soft-hearted towards him. The tears in her eyes were especially pitiful.

"Miss, don't worry. Master will take good care of Miss when we return to the manor."

Grandma Zhao was baffled as she listened from the side. If it wasn't for the pain in her hand, she would have felt it was natural. However, Song Qingyu's actions just now had truly frightened her.

But in the blink of an eye, she had changed back. Let life be pitied.

While they were packing up, Housekeeper Zhao was outside. Grandma Zhao couldn't help but cast a few more glances at Song Qingyu.

She wondered if it wasn't for the fact that Song Qingyu was in a desperate situation and his mind was muddled, how would she have the ability to do so normally. As he was looking, he was suddenly met with a glare from Song Qing.

"Grandma Zhao, since you're by my mother's side, I think that I should respect you. However, if you still dare to not have rules, carefully observe your life."

"Yes, yes, yes." This old servant only wondered why the young miss had let the marriage go. If you marry into the Duke Palaces, that would be incredible. " Zhao Ru suddenly became excited as she spoke. It was as if he was already rich.

Ah, the Palace.

Song Qing and Yu were currently packing up that jade pendant. It was given to them by the late emperor when they were betrothed that year. It was a pair. The other one should be on the left side. It was previously hidden carefully by Song Qing, but now it was crystal clear.

When he thought about it carefully, he hadn't seen Zuo Linyu wear it before.

Zuo Liyu.

Song Qingyu recited this name to himself. The corner of his mouth curled up into a fleeting sneer.

Shen Jingting, Song Zhentian, Song Yiyan, and Zuo Linyu. What you owe my mother, what you owe me, I want to repay them one by one.

Song Qingyu did not have many things to pack as well, and he did not see much to pack either. She brought Grandma Zhao and Nannan into the carriage. There were a total of more than ten people who came to pick him up.

The carriage was about the size of four carriages, and there were four young maidservants standing guard by the entrance. They were neatly and nimbly dressed in a double-ring bun. Two of them opened the curtains of the carriage.

What a big battle situation, Nannan was already dazzled at the sight as she lifted the curtain making a fuss from time to time.

Song Qingyu quietly leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes. Needless to say, the Song Family gave her quite a lot of extravagance, as if the Song Family really wanted Song Qing Yu to return home.

The carriage jolted along the way, causing Song Qingyu to feel uncomfortable as well as Nannan. He suddenly slowed down. Originally, it was a long journey. It was a good half a month's journey, so he decided to rest at the inn ahead for the night.

After the carriage stopped, Butler Zhao bowed and said, "Eldest Miss, it's getting late. You have to spend the night here. When we pass the mountain tomorrow, the road will be much easier to walk."

"Yes." Song Qing Yu replied. Grandma Zhao first brought Ah Nan out of the carriage and then came to help Song Qing Yu. Song Qing Yu then realized that after leaving the village, they had walked for an entire afternoon.

The expression in Song Qingyu's eyes changed slightly. If he remembered correctly, this was where he had woken up from his dream. His face was ruined and his throat was broken. Then she smiled and walked slowly in.

She wanted to see who would dare to cut her face and poison her throat.

She was going to pay it back in double!