Bondage

Qi Sulun was not alone in his dissatisfaction with this marriage.

Ever since Song Yao found out that Song Wan had been named queen, she felt as if she had lost her mind, worrying about gains and losses all day long.

The mansion was still in mourning, but she didn't have the heart to think about Song Lan'an. On the contrary, her heart was devoured day and night like ants. Jealousy and unwillingness tormented her, making her sleepless and sleepless at night.

Since Mrs. Song knew of Song Lan'an's death, she has been very depressed. Song Yao looked for her several times, and the other party looked lost and lost.

After a few times, Song Yao couldn't take it anymore, and in desperation, she had no choice but to find Song Nian.

Song Lan'an had a funeral, and unmarried girls like them couldn't go to the front yard to watch the coffin, so Song Nian kept copying the scriptures for salvation in the room.

"Why didn't you even say anything when you saw Sister?"

Sitting beside Song Nian resentfully, Song Yao said, "But still angry about the past few days?"

Song Nian frowned slightly, but did not stop writing.

"I admit that I was harsh on you during that period of time, but that was not my intention. You also know that sister is difficult, so you can't help your temper."

Raising his hand to hold Song Nian, Song Yao shook it coquettishly: "Don't blame sister."

She flicked it like this, and the big ink dripped on the paper, forming a circle of stains. Song Nian stared at the black ball in a daze, and finally couldn't help but looked at Song Yao and said, "Sister, do you know that it's the right time now?" National mourning, and also father's mourning?"

"Father's bones are still cold, what important matter does sister have, can't you take it easy?"

Song Nian put down his pen, his eyes flushed: "And what is the difficulty of my sister, why don't you tell me about it?"

Song Yao frowned: "What do you mean? You mean that I can't be sad when my father passed away? I just didn't express my grief and anger like you do."

"Not to mention this, when did you treat your father like this..."

How did she not know Song Nian was so filial to her father in the past?On the day of reporting the funeral, she cried like a tearful person, making her look like that heartless and ungrateful person.

Song Yao choked up twice: "Father has always been partial to the older two, look, if it wasn't for my father's partiality, how could I have fallen to this point?"

"If my father didn't stop me, I'm doing it now...it should be me."

"But now it's good. For nothing, let me marry a daughter of a prostitute from a wealthy family to a poor and settled family. The gap between them can be described as huge."

She squeezed the handkerchief, full of sourness.

Song Nian opened his mouth, he wanted to say a thousand words but he couldn't utter a word.

She didn't know in the past that her second sister was actually such a selfish person.In the past, she only felt that her second elder sister was a bit self-willed because of her mother's love and favor. She never expected that her father would pave the way for her even before his death, but what she cared about was only how well she married.

Song Nian lowered his head and murmured: "Didn't the second sister agree to marry the Qi family? If it wasn't for the fear of being dragged down by her father, how could someone like the second sister, who has always been ambitious, be so eager to agree to mother's wishes?" Promise?"

"Now that my father's name has been rectified, Second Sister wants to go back on her word, doesn't she?"

She looked up at Song Yao, and said word by word: "The reputation of the Song family that my father poured with flesh and blood, is the second sister planning to tarnish it before the death of my father?"

"You came to look for me today because you want me to help you persuade your mother to resign, right?"

"Song Nian!"

Song Yao turned pale with anger.

"Second sister, go back. My younger sister can't do it, and she won't do it. I also hope that my second sister will remember that she is the daughter of the Song family, and she bears the reputation of the Song family on her body. This is not something my Song family can do."

"Second sister, please go back."

Song Nian gently folded the ink-stained scriptures in front of him and put them aside, then started again.

Song Yao's cheeks twitched in anger, and he could only leave angrily.

In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of people coming to mourn her father. She heard from the people in the mansion that the people outside have begun to build temples for her father, and the Song family is well-known outside. The government made a marriage agreement and rejected the marriage, and it would be difficult to push back in the future.

Song Yao pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and went to look for Ming Xiang.

"Second Miss wants to see me?"

Ming Xiang was dressed in plain clothes, except for the redness around her eyes. She was busy greeting the other housewives who came to express their condolences. When she heard that Song Yao was looking for her, she frowned and asked what was the matter.

"I don't even know about this, the second lady just said it's urgent."

"I know."

Ming Xiang pleaded guilty to several wives, then turned around and went to the backyard of the Song Mansion.

Song Yao was standing under the porch, his eyes were full of irritability when he didn't see Ming Xiang.

She just couldn't help being angry with her father.

Obviously father knew everything, but he just didn't talk to her and mother.If father told mother all these things, how could mother find such an unsatisfactory family for her?

The elder brother didn't know what was on his mind, he knew everything, but he only watched her lively with cold eyes, and never had any brother-sister affection.

Feeling aggrieved and angry, Song Yao stood under the porch and cried silently.

Seeing her like this, Ming Xiang softened his heart, and his previous impatience was a little less.

"Yao'er came looking for me, but what's the matter?"

Song Yao said with red eyes: "Sister-in-law, did you already know about the fact that eldest sister will be named queen?"

Ming Xiang frowned, not knowing what Song Yao meant.

"If my sister-in-law knew about it a long time ago, why didn't she tell Yao'er, why didn't she stop her mother from making a hasty decision on Yao'er's marriage with the Qi family? But sister-in-law thinks..."

Before Song Yao could finish his questioning, he was interrupted by Ming Xiang.

"Father, a civil servant, died in battle. As children, we don't expect to be able to do anything for our father, but his old man's bones are not cold, but you are only thinking about the little things about yourself..."

"Song Yao, are you still sober?"

Ming Xiang looked angry, she never expected that Song Yao was still thinking about her marriage at this time.

Ming Xiang said: "I know what you mean, but as long as the Qi family does not withdraw the marriage, the family will not take the initiative to withdraw from this marriage."

"After the filial piety period is over, you can wait for the prosperity and prosperity to get married."

After finishing speaking, Mingxiang turned around and left, ignoring her again.

In the evening, Mingxiang told Song Fu about this matter, Song Fu frowned and said: "Since she has already made an appointment, the mansion only waits for her to get married, and you don't need to worry about her for the rest."

"A person who respects himself, since she acted frivolously, she should not be underestimated."

"In the future, you don't have to worry about Mrs. Song and Song Yao's place, just leave it to Nanny Song."

Ming Xiang nodded, ironing in his heart.

The husband and wife had dinner together, Song Fu went to the study to get busy, while Ming Xiang wrote a letter about the affairs of the mansion and handed it to Song Wan.

When Song Wan received the letter, it was past Xu time, and she was coming to the Yi Pavilion to read scriptures for Shen Qianyu.

The old habits of the two have been maintained until now, and occasionally there is something difficult to handle, and they will discuss it together.

Ji Rong met the two of them, and then handed the letter to Song Wan. Song Wan opened it and scanned it quickly, and frowned slightly after reading it.