The inner voice was overheard, and the whole court was eating melons together

After being sent to the farm, he spent a few years of leisurely life there!

Being taken back again would mean the beginning of a life of hell!

She couldn't think about it anymore. When she thought of the bloody scene, Song Qingling couldn't eat anymore and even felt a little nauseous!

Song Qingling looked at Song Yaoyao standing beside her. Only she could eat so heartlessly!

Song Yaoyao felt her elder sister's gaze, and when she looked up, she saw Song Qingling looking at her. She quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and asked:

"Sister, why don't you eat?

Not to your taste?"

Song Qingling shook his head:

"No, eat it yourself!"

Song Yaoyao looked at the dishes on the table, most of which were meat and fish, and said:

"Big sister, would you like me to order a few lighter dishes for you?"

Song Qingling shook her head: "No, just eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Good."

Song Yaoyao lowered her head and continued eating.

After eating, Song Yaoyao looked up at the dishes on the table. There were still a lot left!

Song Yaoyao quickly called the shopkeeper and asked him to help pack!

Some of the dishes were freshly cooked but not yet touched before being packed up to be eaten. It was the first time the shopkeeper had seen people packing up leftovers, and he was a little confused for a while.

Song Yaoyao saw the shopkeeper standing there stupidly and asked:

"Boss, what's wrong? Is there any problem with packing?"

The shopkeeper came to his senses and said quickly:

"No problem, I'll pack it for you right away!"

The shopkeeper immediately called the waiter and asked him to help pack the food.

Song Qingling was also a little confused by Song Yaoyao's action.

"Yaoyao, do we really have to pack up?"

Song Yaoyao patted Song Qingling's arm:

“Let alone delicacies from land and sea, even the most ordinary meals are not enough for many people to eat, so we cannot waste food.

Since you have spent money, of course you should take the leftovers home and eat them at the next meal.

It's nothing!

As for other people’s opinions, I don’t care.”

In her previous life, Song Yaoyao had already developed the good habit of diligence and thrift!

The food on the table was originally enough for seven or eight people. After the Sixth Prince and his men left, the eldest sister did not eat anything. Now she was the only one who ate some, and there was a lot left.

Moreover, these dishes are very expensive, it would be a shame to waste them.

Song Qingling nodded: "Okay."

After packing up, Song Yaoyao and Song Qingling left the restaurant.

After Song Yaoyao left, someone from the other private rooms asked:

"Should we continue to follow Master Xiao Song?"

"Master Xiao Song has sprained his waist and probably can't walk around anymore. He will probably go back to the mansion next, so we can't follow him."

"No more. I've been following you all morning and my legs are almost broken from walking."

"I won't follow you. I'm almost starving to death."

"It's quite enjoyable to eat melons, but I won't follow you. I'll eat my fill first!"

……

Following Lord Xiao Song allows you to eat fresh melons, but you can't follow him 12 hours a day.

Their bodies can't take it.

Some people left the private room and went home; others started ordering food in the restaurant.

Song Yaoyao and Song Qingling got on the carriage, and the carriage drove towards their own house.

After returning home, Mrs. Song was the first to learn about Song Yaoyao's injury and rushed over.

As soon as she entered the yard, Mrs. Song began to criticize Song Yaoyao:

"How come you twisted your waist when you were just going out on the street?

Can't you be more stable like your sister?"

Song Yaoyao felt very aggrieved. Didn't she just imitate Su Yu and twist a few times? Who knew she would sprain her waist?

When facing her own mother, Song Yaoyao is still very timid.

Song Qingling looked at her quail-like sister before she told her mother the whole story.

Madam Song stared at Song Yaoyao:

"Why do you want to imitate others?"

While Mrs. Song was scolding, she did not forget to instruct the old nanny beside her to apply medicated oil to Song Yaoyao. After applying the medicated oil, she also had to massage it so that the medicated oil could be well absorbed and her waist would heal faster.

Massage hurts so much!

Song Yaoyao screamed in pain!

The old lady's hands started to tremble with fear.

Mrs. Song said to the old nanny:

"Don't worry about her, just continue."

Then, he said to Song Yaoyao:

"It's okay for it to hurt. I want you to suffer a little. Remember this lesson! Let's see if you dare to do it again next time!"

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips:

"Are you still my mother?"

Mrs. Song said unhappily:

"no.

You were picked up by the maid who sells night incense. I felt sorry for you, so I kept you in the mansion."

Song Yaoyao: “…”

Song Qingling: “…”

I didn’t expect Mrs. Song to say that!

Oh! This life is unbearable!

Finally, the medicated oil was completely absorbed by the massage and the old lady stopped.

Song Yaoyao only felt that the skin that was rubbed became hot, and the sprained places were all burning!

This feeling is really sour and refreshing!

Mrs. Song looked at Song Yaoyao, who was still grinning, and said:

"You should have a good rest first. I will ask the nanny to come over and give you medicine and massage at night?"

Song Yaoyao was anxious:

"Mom, do you want to come again? Don't want to come anymore?"

Song Yaoyao knew that this would make her feel better quickly, but it was so sour and pleasurable that she could hardly bear it.

"Have a good rest. This matter is not negotiable."

Song Yaoyao wanted to fight for it again, but Mrs. Song had already left her boudoir with a group of people.

Song Yaoyao held out Erkang's hand and shouted from behind: "Mom, mom, wait a minute..."

Mrs. Song ignored Song Yaoyao and walked away.

Song Yaoyao withdrew her hand helplessly and sighed, "Ah!

So be it!

Song Qingling comforted Song Yaoyao with a few words and then left.

As soon as Song Qingling left Song Yaoyao's yard, she was called away by Mrs. Song who was waiting there.

Mrs. Song just wanted to know what happened when she went out today?

The next morning, when Song Yaoyao got up, she felt that her waist was much better than yesterday. The massage from the nanny was indeed very useful.

As soon as the court started today, Censor Qian stood up and impeached the Minister of Revenue Qin Hanshan, impeaching him for not managing his family properly, letting his concubine secretly replace his legitimate daughter, and not treating her well after finally getting her back...

Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up immediately:

[Gua Gua, Qin Hanshan’s affair has finally been discovered!

that is really good!

People like this are not worthy of being parents.

You tell me, if Madam Qin knew that Qin Mengdai was the daughter of Aunt Guo’s concubine, would she collapse?

But that's not necessarily the case. Madam Qin is mentally ill to begin with, so maybe she still won't let go of Qin Mengdai. 】

Guagua: [Master Su knows about this. I guess even if Madam Qin is reluctant, she can’t do anything about it.]

Song Yaoyao: [That’s true.]

The emperor had known about Qin Hanshan's affairs for a long time. Among the people the emperor assigned to Song Yaoyao, there were a few who could hear her thoughts.

They had already reported this matter to the emperor yesterday, and the emperor was also very surprised. How could there be such a mentally abnormal person among his ministers?