The Rebirth of the Firstborn Daughter: The Head of the Family

Qiu Yun and Jiao Ming wanted to follow, but were stopped by Qin Wan.

She shook her head slightly, signaling to the two of them not to worry.

It was only then that Qiu Yun understood Miss Qin's intentions. Looking at the silver-gray robe, the young man was tall and tall, and then looked at her own lady. They looked at each other standing on the street, and they were particularly right.

If Mr. Qin is willing to marry?
Wouldn't it solve the current situation of my young lady?
"Brother, brother's name, brother is on the list!" Qin Wan's eyes fell on the imperial list, seeing that the eye-catching and familiar name ranked first, Qin Wan couldn't help being overjoyed.

She wanted to tell her brother this good news, but she took only one step, and then remembered that her brother had already left the crowd with Miss Song Er.

Can't help but go to the side and wait.

It's just that his eyes kept falling on his elder brother and Miss Song Er.

Previously, her elder brother had no fame, and she was afraid that Miss Song and even the Duke's family would look down on her elder brother.

But now it's all right, her brother has finally come out on top, and he is worthy of the Duke's Mansion.

Qin Sheng's cheeks were slightly red, and the hand holding Miss Song Er was still tightly held.

She stepped forward cautiously, raised her hand and gently pushed her young lady.He tentatively called "Miss".

At this moment, Song Jinyue's heart trembled suddenly, but she didn't look back, and finally raised her feet and walked towards the carriage when she came.

The letterhead in Song Jinyue's hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Seeing this, Qiu Yun hurriedly followed her young lady.

He said he was willing to...

Song Jinyue lowered her eyes and nodded slightly.

The voice of Mr. Qin behind him was gradually drowned out by the crowd, but Song Jinyue stopped abruptly, her dark orange skirt swaying gently with the wind, and her long hair was blown a little messily.

When she returned to the Duke's Mansion, Song Jinyue went straight back to Ming Zhuxuan and entered the main house. Qiu Yun wanted to follow her in, but her lady slammed the door shut.

His cheeks were hot, and his heart was beating wildly.

but……

Song Jinyue then picked up the letter and opened it to examine it.

"Qiu Yun." Song Jinyue opened the door and called Qiu Yun in to take care of her grooming.

"Second Miss Song, I..." After holding back for a while, Qin Sheng only spoke halfway, but he didn't know how to speak, and a pair of fiery eyes fell straight on Song Jinyue.

Such a young man, naturally, most of the court ministers want to send their daughters to the Qin family to marry.

So, she asked him, have you ever been willing?

"Second Miss Song, I, I like you."

What does Mr. Qin like about him?

This Young Master Qin probably likes him...

"Xinke Tanhua invited herself to join the Duke's Mansion in front of civil and military officials today, you still don't know?" Zhang Dingzhi looked shocked, it only took a few days.

But Qin Sheng dragged himself away under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Second Miss Song, I am willing! I am willing!"

Now Song Jinyue fully understood.

Song Jinyue answered calmly, without a trace of her little daughter's contrition on her face, on the contrary she was frank and frank.

Song Jinyue chuckled, turned around and left without looking at Qin Sheng again.

Let this person who shouldn't exist in her own life trajectory get involved. She still has a lot of unfinished business in this life. If Qin Sheng is really allowed to marry, will it implicate him?

Song Jinyue only glanced at it, and when she saw the handwriting on it, she knew that it was written by Qin Sheng to her.

When Nanny Yuan came to ask, Qiu Yun couldn't answer why, so she could only guard the door cautiously.

When the sun hangs high, it is the end of the day.

She couldn't help asking herself, why did she help the brothers and sisters of the Qin family in the first place?

This is not for a while, but will accompany him for a lifetime.

On the contrary, Qin Sheng felt a little hasty and uneasy.

After she put away the letter, she got up and wanted to go outside the courtyard.

She saw Qin Wan beaming with joy from a distance, and she already guessed that Qin Sheng must be on the list this time, perhaps still at the top of the list.

Qiu Yun followed the lady into the door. Song Jinyue sat in front of the dressing table, looked at the haggard face in the carved bronze mirror, and couldn't help sighing again. She really didn't sleep well all night, so her complexion was much worse. ,

Only then did Qiu Yun take out the letter paper in her arms, and carefully placed it on the dressing table.

Song Jinyue still hadn't recovered, "Cousin Zhi, what's wrong?"

In matters of love, she is really not a very intelligent woman, otherwise she would not have failed to notice in her previous life that the one He Yuanjiao wholeheartedly admired was his elder sister Song Jinxi.

With such achievements, he will enter the imperial court in the future, and he will rise steadily.

After grooming and washing, the maidservants withdrew.

But when she got into the carriage, she saw that her young lady was sitting on the carriage with blank eyes.

Song Jinyue got up and went to the door to meet her. Zhang Dingzhi was wearing a crimson purple skirt today, walking down the corridor and rushing towards her.

Sure enough, Qin Sheng was momentarily taken aback when he saw her break through the biggest obstacle in this matter.

He just closed his eyes and fell asleep on the soft pillow.

Song Jinyue took off her cloak and coat, got on the bed in a hurry, and buried her head in the heavy brocade quilt.

Right now, she really needs to find a good son-in-law, so as to relieve the emperor's worries.

Why use him to marry?
But if it is true that you are married, then your reputation is indeed slightly inferior. You have always been a civil servant, so you are naturally shorter than others.

"Mr. Qin, you have heard that my father wants to recruit a son-in-law. You have a bright future in the future. If you become a married man, it will affect your official career..."

She was very upset.

Only then did Song Jinyue come back to her senses, and let out a deep "hmm".

Taking the peachwood comb carved with colorful flowers on the table, Qiu Yun combed the long hair for the young lady, and said: "Miss, Miss Qin came back to look for you yesterday, and left you a letter."

However, Nanny Yuan hastily passed on, "Second Miss, Miss Biao is here!"

Qin Sheng's voice seemed inexhaustible in his head.

only……

"Sister Yue, what's the matter?" As soon as they met, Zhang Dingzhi pulled Song Jinyue into the room to talk.

No one should shout.

Qin Sheng said that he was willing to marry, and hoped that she would give him a chance.

This night was destined to be inevitable, Song Jinyue fell asleep soundly when the rooster crowed and dawn broke.

After a moment of silence, Song Jinyue paused, and then continued: "Are you willing to be criticized by others in the court all your life?"

No matter how dull she was, she naturally understood his intentions.

Song Jinyue looked at Qin Sheng, and then at the big palm that was holding her. Qin Sheng looked embarrassed, and then let go of Second Miss Song's hand in embarrassment.

But Song Jinyue just looked at him, with a hint of indifference and bewilderment in his eyes.

Is it because she saved the two brothers and sisters due to her kindness for a while, which made him mistake kindness for affection?
"Young Master Qin, you don't need to say anything, I understand."

Along the way, there was no more sound.

Qin Sheng took a deep breath, and then mustered up the courage to speak out.

Why hasn't she heard her cousin mention this?
Song Jinyue was shocked and couldn't believe it, "Cousin Zhi, what did you say?"

"Let me tell you, this time Tanhualang invites you to marry me!" Zhang Dingzhi repeated.

Only then did Song Jinyue become convinced that she had heard correctly.

only……

She never expected that Qin Sheng would do such a bold thing!