The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

In the evening, Qingyin also met the two grandmothers and grandfather who were still alive in the Song family.

"Oh, my dear Qingqing, you little girl are not living well in the Liu Mansion, and you didn't even think to send a letter to your grandmother. If your grandmother knew that the bastard surnamed Liu treated you so badly, I promise to let your father and your brother avenge you!" The white-haired old lady Song sat on the edge of the bed, holding her eldest granddaughter's hand tightly. Looking at her eldest granddaughter, whose face was pale (because of the elixir) and thin under her hands, her heart was broken with pain.

Although the first legitimate granddaughter born to her son was not her favorite eldest grandson, it did not mean that the old lady did not love her lovely and clever granddaughter. In addition, when Song gave birth to this child, she accidentally fell and became a premature baby. She was a fragile and delicate baby when she was born. Old lady Song took pity on her and raised this legitimate granddaughter personally while Song was in confinement. Over the years, she could basically be said to have raised this eldest legitimate granddaughter personally. Old lady Song really held this little granddaughter in her heart.

Now, looking at the plump, beautiful and lively little girl whom she had raised with great difficulty, now becoming her granddaughter lying in bed sick (? ? ) with a face as pale as snow, the old lady could not help but shed tears.

Master Song leaned on his cane, looked at Qingyin's appearance, turned his old face away, secretly wiped away a tear, and then stopped his wife from crying: "Alright, stop crying, Qingqing just came back now, don't make her cry again when you cry, crying too much will hurt your vitality, Qingqing, relax, take good care of your illness at home, don't think about anything else, that Liu guy, isn't he just a man with two legs? There are so many men in the world, if you like, grandpa will secretly raise him for you at home."

Qing Yin, who was listening: "..."

I didn’t expect that the old man had such advanced ideas and could even think the same as modern people.

The old man intimidated Madam Song and Song's father and mother, who forgot to cry for a moment, said: "..."

Several people silently looked at Mr. Song who suddenly spoke wildly, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.

During this quiet time, Song Fengqing looked at Master Song in shock and suddenly said, "Grandfather, I didn't expect you to be so open-minded."

"But, don't say it, Grandfather, your idea is really good. Sister, if you really like men, you can wait for us to find a good-looking one for you, and then let Grandfather give you some advice."

Mr. Song blushed and glared at Song Fengqing: "..."

You bastard, you are the only one talking when no one else is talking, you are the only one who has a mouth.

Damn, he said such outrageous words out of love for his granddaughter, but if he, a teacher, were to choose a man for his granddaughter himself, Old Man Song would be too embarrassed to see outsiders.

Song Fengqing was bewildered by the stare and touched the back of his head blankly.

Song Yuebai's mouth twitched, fearing that his brother, who had finally grown up, would be beaten to death by his grandfather himself. He forced a change of subject, refusing to mention what his grandfather had just said: "Nian Nian is back too, right? How's he now?"

Hearing that the conversation did not return to the strange topic just now, Mr. Song felt relieved.

Mother Song caught sight of the scene from the corner of her eye, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. She continued, "Nian Nian has been tossing and turning for so long today. Qinghe has sent her to my room and she is asleep. My maid is watching over her now, so don't worry about her."

"Mother has thought it through." Song Yuebai nodded.

……

Several people looked at Qingqing and talked for a while. It was getting late, and Qingyin blinked tiredly. Mother Song saw it and gave Father Song a look. Father Song understood and said:

"Qingqing is tired too. Dad and Mom are tired too. Let's take a rest first."

"And Yuebai and Fengqing, you still have classes tomorrow. Go to bed early because you have to get up early tomorrow. I'll check your homework in the evening. Go back quickly."

"Yes, father, grandfather, grandmother, sister, see you tomorrow."

"Well, Yuebai, Fengqing, come again tomorrow." Qingyin lay on the bed and nodded gently.

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Old Madam Song and Mr. Song left first, followed by the Song Yuebai brothers, and Song's father who had to go to court tomorrow, and finally Song's mother who stayed a little longer.

Mother Song tucked the pillowcase that was exposed around her daughter's neck as she lay on the bed, then said, "Qingqing, your grandfather is actually right..."

"Mother,"

"No, Qingqing, listen to me first. I know you like Liu Zhi, but that boy is not worthy of your love. Tell me, what is it that you like about Liu Zhi?"

Qingyin looked at Song's mother's serious eyes, as if she wanted to find a Liu Zhiban substitute and hand it to her right away after she finished speaking. She couldn't help but want to laugh.

I have to say, maybe Mother Song misunderstood what Master Song said, and she actually had a weird idea of ​​wanting to find a replacement for her.

Qingyin wanted to laugh but felt warm inside.

Mother Song and Mr. Song thought this way because they truly loved their daughter/granddaughter.

It was truly rare for the original body to have a family in ancient times that truly loved her as a girl.

Qingyin couldn't help but feel sorry for Song Qingqing, who didn't want to come back and fulfill her wish. (Those who come to the River of Time are those who give up fulfilling their own wishes and expect others to fulfill their wishes for them.)

"Mother, I really don't like Liu Zhi anymore. After all these years... I've completely cut off all feelings for him. My only thought now is to stay with you and father and raise Nian Nian well."

There were so many thoughts in my mind, but only a second had passed in reality.

Qingyin looked at Song's mother sincerely and said.

Mother Song also saw the determination in her daughter's eyes, sighed in her heart, and said, "Forget it, as long as you are fine, everything will be fine."

Before Song's mother left, Qingyin didn't forget to drop a bombshell on her: "Mother, now that Nian Nian has returned home, she's also part of our Song family. I plan to change her name to my last name."

Song’s mother: “…”

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!!!

At first, I was shocked and absurd when I heard the meaning of my daughter's words, but then I was delighted when I understood it.

"Yes, we should change Nian Nian's surname and tell that bastard surnamed Liu that he doesn't cherish you. Nian Nian should be a member of our Song family."

After venting her anger, Song's mother walked out with great dignity.

Qingyin looked at Song's mother and smiled.

Looking at the young lady's beautiful smile, Bi Yao couldn't help but smile as well.

Bi Yao is the head maidservant beside Song's mother, but now the eldest and youngest daughters have just been brought into the mansion, and the youngest daughter is being raised by Song's mother. Song's mother is afraid that the youngest daughter will be scared, so she temporarily takes away the head maidservant Qing He beside the daughter to take care of the youngest daughter herself, but the eldest daughter has no one to help her, so she lets her stay with the eldest daughter to take care of her.

Bi Yao had seen the eldest daughter before. She followed the lady and watched the lively and beautiful eldest daughter begging the lady to go out and play...

At that time, the eldest lady was also very beautiful, but I don’t know if it’s because being an outsider is more clear-headed, but when Bi Yao looked at the eldest lady who had returned now, she always felt that the sickly eldest lady who had just returned had an inexplicable temperament.

Bewitching, fragile, and extremely decadently beautiful.

Bi Yao thought about it, and couldn't help but look at Qing Yin lying on the bed in a daze.

"Biyao, I'm a little thirsty. Please pour me a glass of water." Qingyin asked palely, his voice a little hoarse.

Biyao poured a cup of warm tea without stopping.

Qingyin took a sip and a sickly flush appeared on her face.

The beauty's black hair fell on her temples, and the flush between her cheeks, perhaps due to illness, made her charming eyes look particularly bright, as if revealing some kind of charm, or as if it was an unintentional glance.

Bi Yao couldn't help but be stunned again.

Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin.

Although Bi Yao had not seen Qing Yin's face at its peak at this moment, she had already foreseen that her eldest daughter's ex-husband would definitely regret divorcing her.