C210 Gloating

The next day dawned.

Early in the morning, Nannan came over from the North Courtyard. He walked into the Wangqing Courtyard with a smile on his face.

Song Qingyu was still sitting in the pavilion in the yard, quietly reading a book. Lin mama nervously stood to one side. He wanted to say something but hesitated, wiping away his sweat from time to time. Seeing Nannan come, both her eyes lit up.

"Eldest Miss, Nannan is back."

Song Qingyu did not turn the page and lightly nodded his head.

Lin mama didn't have the calmness that Song Qingyu had. She was worried about her early in the morning, and waited for Lady Shen to fall before she could bring her grandson back home with a peace of mind.

"Miss Nannan, what happened over there?"

Nannan gave her a glance, fawning over Lin mama's flattery with a soft smile.

Nannan walked up to Song Qingyu and replied, "Last night, Second Miss really fell off the high platform and only woke up in the middle of the night. It is a pity that her right leg was broken and she may not be able to stand up again. Master has no plans to help her find a famous doctor. "

Song Qingyu's pupils twitched as he looked at her, "Do you know how she fell?"

"Second Miss is shouting and making a ruckus, this servant does not know." However, Old Master had Madam Shen and Second Miss move to a courtyard at the side of the Buddhist Hall early in the morning. Third Madame was temporarily staying in the main courtyard. "It's such a big courtyard. Third Madame used to live in the side yard, but now she's living in it openly."

The corners of Song Qingyu's lips curled up slightly, "It is easy to add flowers to the flowers, but difficult to provide charcoal in the midst of snow." This Shen Xiang is only mediocre. "

In Song Qingyu's mind, Shen Xiang had only noticed the scene before her.

It was just like that day, when he punished her by kneeling. She was ignorant of the ways of the world and wanted to make things difficult for Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu felt that something was amiss. Did Shen Xiang really think of him as a fool, or did she have other plans? Song Qingyu felt that Shen Xiang wouldn't be stupid enough to go against her at this time.

"Eldest Miss, even the Eldest Madam is in such a state. Have you not fallen yet?" Senior Servant Lin stood to the side and carefully caught up with the conversation. She nodded and bent over to take a good look at Song Qingyu's reaction.

"Third Madame's status is not good, so she won't be able to make it to the great hall. "No matter what, Madam Shen is still the first-in-command. If there's anything that happens in the palace and Mrs Shen is mentioned, Madam Shen only needs to grasp onto a sliver of an opportunity. A mere Third Madame is enough for her to beat to death a few."

Song Qing said casually.

Song Qingyu knew that Song Zhentian would need Mrs Shen's help. However, Song Qingyu had already decided to trip up the royal palace. In the future, even if Lady Shen had the opportunity, she would no longer have the confidence.

Song Qingyu did not like killing people.

She wanted to break her Shen Shi's wings one by one, so that she would gradually understand the darkness of despair.

"Ah Nannan, find someone to keep an eye on the Shen Clan." This includes small matters such as entry and exit. If there is any movement, immediately reply to me. "

Nannan complied. He would immediately leave to make the arrangements.

Only Song Qing, Yu, and Lin mama remained in the quiet courtyard.

Lin mama couldn't possibly be compared to Song Qingyu who was able to fully immerse himself in reading. A single sitting could last an entire morning or an entire afternoon. She had been standing there for two hours, and she was already on the verge of collapse from the oppressive atmosphere.

"Eldest Miss, this matter is more or less done. My grandson, can you let him go now?"

Lin mama's voice was very soft.

Seeing that Song Qingyu did not move, he could not help but raise his voice, "Young miss, my grandson is only four years old. "If he doesn't see me after a long time, it will cause a ruckus."

Song Qingyu frowned slightly and said irritably, "He is in the backyard."

Lin mama let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Eldest Miss." Young Miss, rest assured that this old servant will follow your lead in the future. "

As she spoke, Lin mama saw that Song Qingyu didn't respond to her, so she didn't pester him any further. She immediately walked happily down the stone steps of the pavilion and excitedly headed towards the backyard.

He was currently standing in front of Song Yunjiu, who was leading the four-year-old child out.

Lin mama excitedly shouted, "Brother Ming!"

Lin Zi Ming was elated, "Aunt Yun Jiu, my grandmother is here."

Song Yunjiu didn't respond to the boy. Instead, he looked at Lin mama and said, "Look at how nervous you are." Big Sis promised to return it to you, will I lie to you again? "

Song Yunjiu had changed into a clean, yellow Ruyi Yun-jie dress. He had combed his hair into a sloping bun, and on top of his head was a silver, gilded, inlaid treasure butterfly hairpin. There was an indescribable gentleness and cleanliness.

The scar on his face was not very eye-catching.

She did not wear a veil, but she looked even more graceful and casual.

Lin mama grabbed the boy and looked at him warily. Then, she hid the boy behind her and said, "Third Miss, I'll be taking the child back. I'll be troubling you for a while."

"Alright, alright, take him away. I find it troublesome to have a child in the house. " Song Yunjiu furrowed his brows, unhappily glancing at her, before he started walking in the direction of the pavilion.

"Big Sis, are you going out to admire the flowers?"

Song Yunjiu stood in the corridor and called out to Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu put down the book in his hands, glanced at the warm glow, and stood up.

"I'll find you a shop to make you some clothes as well." Song Qingyu's eyes narrowed as he said something else.

It was unknown whether it was because of the sunlight or because of some unknown reason, but Song Yunjiu's cheeks were rosy and moist.

Since Nannan was not here, the magpie arranged the carriage and followed the two of them out of the house.

Song Shu walked out of the courtyard. At the intersection, she saw Song Qingyu and Song Yunji chatting happily as they headed towards the manor gates. He immediately stopped. Only after asking around did he find out that Song Qingyu had taken Song Yunji to admire the flowers.

"Fourth Miss, what do you think happened to Eldest Miss? Didn't the young miss love the young miss the most? "

"But Big Sis was drugged that day, and it was my wine that stopped her. Big Sis was overbearing against me last time. She has already guessed everything. "From the bottom of my heart, I feel that I have a hard time getting along with you."

Song Shuhang put his hand on the tree branch beside him.

Her face was pretty and delicate.

"Miss, I also heard that the eldest Miss had instructed the tailor to prepare the room that day, whether it was for the palace feast or the Third Miss to attend. Second Madam Gu had no choice but to beg the madame. Could it be that Miss's plan to waste this morning is going to be in vain? "

Cai Yue anxiously stomped her feet.

Song Shu frowned slightly as she looked at the direction that Song Qingyu left in. Song Qingyu had just returned last year, but now he was like a pearl. In the Song Residence, everyone treated her with respect.

Regardless of what she wore, where she went, or what position she occupied, they were all equally dazzling.

Song Shu calmly asked, her heart was already full, "How is Aunt doing?"

"Not so good. Just now, the first lady was rushed to the Drifting Cloud Courtyard next to the buddhist hall. Third Madame was there as well." The two of them had a fight. I heard that the first wife sent a letter home this morning. I didn't expect to be intercepted by the third concubine and handed it over to the first master. "Master, please get the First and Second Miss to Drifting Cloud Garden immediately."

Caiyue gloated.

Suddenly, Song Shu was overjoyed. She glanced at the direction of the mansion and saw that there was no trace of Song Qingyu.

"It is also a good opportunity. Today, when my aunt moved to Drifting Cloud Garden, she had many things to take care of, big and small. Second Sister was also sick, so it was just right for us to help out … "Busy."