Chapter 121

Chu Huan leaned in front of Wei Yuan, blocking his sight. "Mr. Wei, please."

Wei Yuan did not move.

"The Song family has not investigated those things before. Do you have to be forced by the Duke Wei?"

Wei Yuan passes by Chu Huan and goes to Song Qing. Chu Huan grabs his arm. "Wei Yuan, what do you want to do?"

"It's none of your business."

"Song Qing is my cousin. Her affairs are my business. I will never allow you to hurt her again." Chu Huanxian stood in front of him with open arms in front of him.

"Are you throwing yourself at me

Obviously, it is a question sentence, which becomes an affirmative sentence from Wei Yuan's mouth.

Zhang Yi's face sank, "please respect yourself, Mr. Wei."

Chu Huan face a red, also feel that his appearance is not suitable, arm down, still did not make way for the meaning.

Wei yuanmie had the meaning of arguing with them and said, "don't worry, I just want to say a few words to Song Qing."

There is more pressure in the flat voice, and the atmosphere solidifies instantly.

Chu Huan still wants to stop him. Zhang Yi grabs her hand and shakes his head at her, indicating that she should not speak again.

Wei was far away from Song Qing, and Chu Huan's heart suddenly raised to his throat. Song Qing was still ill, unstable and could not be stimulated any more.

In the heart secretly swore, Wei Yuan dare to do harm to Song Qing again, she will certainly chop Wei Yuan with a knife.

Wei Yuan touched Song Qing's head, and his voice softened a little bit, "what do you think?"

Song Qing looks up and looks flustered.

Wei Yuan has known Wei Yuan for so many years. In addition to seeing Chu Huan, his eyes will show tenderness from time to time. For others, Wei Yuan always looks light and has the pride of rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

In her dream, she dreamed many times that Wei Yuan looked at herself with this kind of eyes, even if it was just a glance, she was satisfied.

She thought it would always be a dream, but she didn't think it would become a reality. She was tongue tied and didn't know how to answer.

"If you don't want to marry me to be a concubine, I'll agree with you if you don't want to marry me."

Wei Yuan still did not mean to let go of his mouth, but the words behind it moved the Song family.

Song Qing stood up slowly, staring at him, and said: "as long as you are willing to let me stay with you, don't say to be a concubine, even if I am a servant girl."

Chu Huan was angry with her and laughed. Before, she thought that Song Qing was deeply rooted in Wei Yuan's love. Now it seems that, where is the deep love root, it is clearly bewitched.

He was willing to be a concubine and servant girl for Wei Yuan. It was really for Wei Yuan's sake that he lost himself to his family.

Wei Yuan reached out his hand. "In that case, I'll send someone to pick you up the day after tomorrow."

"No way." "The daughter of the Song family can't be a concubine."

"I will treat her well." Wei Yuan youyou Dao, just promise, there is no emotion in the words.

"That won't work either." Song Laoer yelled.

"You want her to die?" Wei Yuan asked in reply that the second son of the Song Dynasty could not hang on his face, but this matter had something to do with the lintels of the Song family.

The Song family has lost the ancestral home of the Song family. If Song Qing becomes a concubine, the Song family will never be able to raise its head again.

Song Qing took a careful look at Song Laoer and knelt down in front of him. "Dad, I know our family rules. Girls can't be concubines. Rules are dead people, people are alive, and Please dad to complete

"You..." Song Laoer pointed at him, his face was blue and he couldn't speak.

How could he have given birth to such an unrivalled daughter and rushed to be a concubine, and the faces of the Song family were all disgraced by her.

Song Qing's head knocked on the ground, issued a "stuffy" voice, "Please dad Chengquan."

Song's second son didn't give up. The atmosphere became strange. The public opened their eyes and waited for the second song's decision.

Chu Huan sighs in his heart. Everyone knows that Wei Yuan's actions are ugly to the Song family and ugly to Song Qing. Song Qing is always intelligent. How can he not know these things?

This time, I was really blinded by lard, and I still wanted to marry Wei Yuan as my concubine. I was hopeless.

Song Qing's head knocks on the ground, again and again. It seems that song Laoer doesn't agree. She's knocked to death here today.

Song Qing has a strong character and will try his best to do what he wants to do. Chu Huan was worried that Song Qing would be forced to death if he disagreed with him. He was also worried that Song Qing would be bullied in the past. After all, a concubine had a better position in the family than a servant girl.

It's well known that this time, old lady Wei doesn't like her. In case Wei Yuan marries a jealous wife, Song Qing is in prison.

"Do you really want to marry and be a concubine?" Master song came out of the next room.

After Mrs. song died, Mr. Song built a small house in the corner of the yard. Apart from sending food on time, he did not allow anyone to disturb him, nor did he step out of the door.

This state lasted for nearly three months, but for his sudden appearance, people would have forgotten his existence.Song Qing is always afraid of him. She lowers her head, bites her lower lip tightly and nods her head slightly.

"Song family rules, not concubines. If you want to marry a concubine in the past, you have to break away from the Song family, and you will no longer be a member of the Song family from now on. So would you? " The old man of Song Dynasty is not slow.

Song Qing raised his head, eyes firm, word by word: "thank you for your success."

Song Laozi sighed and turned his head to song Laoer: "deal with it according to family rules."

Then he turned back to his room.

Chu Huan held Zhang Yi's hand tightly. According to the family rules of the Song family, all the children who drew a clear line from the Song family were 50 men and 30 women. Song Qing is weak now. His staff is thirty, which means that he will die.

Chu Huan stopped song Laoer. "Uncle, now Song Qing is weak. Can Zhang Xing wait for her to be ok?"

The second aunt agreed: "yes, wait until Qing'er is well."

Song Qing pulled Chu Huan's clothes and shook her head, "don't worry, I'll be OK."

"How can it be ok?" Chu Huan was in a hurry, "you are so sick now, don't say the staff is thirty, ten sticks you can't hold."

Looking at Wei Yuan, Song Qing does all this for him. He's good. He looks at the development of this form.

Chu Huan glared at Wei Yuan fiercely, "now Song Qing is your fiancee, don't you want to say something?"

"I can't get involved in the affairs of the Song family." Wei Yuan stepped back, as if Song Qing's life and death had nothing to do with him.

Song Qing Yuguang swept from his body, had already seen Wei Yuan's heartless, now she has been hurt without feeling. There is only one thought in my heart: she will marry Wei Yuan. No matter whether she is a wife or a concubine, she will marry.

She paid homage to the second eldest son of the Song Dynasty and said word by word: "please father to execute."