Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

The dining atmosphere became a little silent after Song Chenfeng came in. Except for Doctor Jiang who was drinking happily, everyone else was a little restrained.

At night, everyone went back to their own rooms to rest.

Song Zhi was sitting by the window thinking about something when a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Child, are you asleep?"

It was Song Yang's voice.

Song Zhi hurried over to open the door, and Song Yang was standing there wearing a coat.

Although he has been detoxified, he is still in the recovery stage and his health is still much worse than before.

Song Zhi helped him into the house and sat him down. Song Yang coughed weakly twice.

"Child, you've figured it out, right? Dad actually wants to bring your Aunt Xie back to the Song Mansion to live with us."

Song Yang's old face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was a bit embarrassing to tell his daughter about such things at this age.

"That's great, I support it." Song Zhi smiled slightly.

Xie Yinyin is a woman with her own character, and she has a deep affection for her father, whom she likes very much.

The two people have gone through all kinds of hardships and finally met again. It is a blessing to be together.

"It's just your brother..."

Song Yang was a little confused. After living for most of his life, how could he not see Song Chenfeng's attitude?

"You live your life for yourself, so why bother with him?"

Song Zhi said solemnly: "He is a grown man now, he knows his limits."

Catching a glimpse of the tall figure outside the door, she deliberately raised her voice, "If it weren't for Sun's interference, you and Aunt Xie would have become a loving couple long ago. Sun has done so many wrong things, he has no right to ask you to just let it go."

The figure outside the door seemed to sway.

Song Zhi continued, "Just act according to your own wishes. I will understand you."

Song Yang was very moved, "Zhi'er, thank you."

The figure outside the door left quietly.

However, the figure had only taken a few steps when he met Xie Yinyin, who was also out for a walk because she couldn't sleep.

Under the moonlight, one can seem to see a few more strands of white hair on Xie Yinyin's temples.

Time never defeats beauty, but it also makes people grow old.

After all, she is no longer a teenage girl happily calling Brother Yang.

Knowing that Song Chenfeng didn't like her, Xie Yinyin tactfully walked around him.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Song Chenfeng took the initiative to call her, "Aunt Xie, right? Can we talk about your past with Dad?"

The night is as cool as water. In this small town that lacks the bustling and lively atmosphere of the capital, everyone is preoccupied with their own concerns.

Only Doctor Jiang was sitting on the windowsill, admiring the moon with a smile on his face. One of his legs was hanging outside the window, and he never let go of the wine gourd.

It seems that as long as there is wine, there will be no worries in this world.

I don’t know how long Xie Yinyin and Song Chenfeng chatted in the yard. When Song Chenfeng said goodbye and returned to his room, his steps were a little unsteady.

His face looked extremely ugly. From Xie Yinyin's mouth, he learned about a Sun family that was completely different from what he knew.

In his impression, although Sun was not kind to his sister, she was also an unarmed woman with no intention of harming anyone.

But when Xie Yinyin told him about what Sun had done more than ten years ago, how she cruelly poisoned her father and disfigured her, he realized that he didn't understand his mother at all.

He couldn't sleep all night, tossing and turning in bed.

When I was exhausted, a black shadow fell from the beam.

Song Chenfeng reacted very quickly, turning over and grabbing the sword on the bedside.

The black shadow simply stayed in the center of the room and said in a voice devoid of emotion, "The master said that you can take Sun's ashes back to the capital first."

Song Chenfeng remained vigilant, "Who is your master?"

The shadow said, "Song Zhi."

After the black shadow finished speaking, it disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

Song Chenfeng sighed exhaustedly. He knew that Song Zhi was not trying to drive him away, but was giving him time to digest these things.

With his current state of mind, it is difficult for him to get along with them without any grudges.

He felt the atmosphere was a bit depressing, so he simply followed Song Zhi's instructions, packed up his things, and rode his horse to the capital overnight.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of horse hooves faded away along the long street.

In the room on the second floor where the oil lamp was lit, Song Yang watched Song Chenfeng until he could no longer see his figure in the distance of the long street.

Song Zhi said: "It's windy at night. You haven't recovered yet. Go to bed early."

Song Yang closed the window and sat down opposite Song Zhi. "Dad knows you wanted Chen Feng to go back first because you were worried that Yin Yin and I would feel awkward getting along. Secondly, you wanted him to go to the capital and hear about what the Sun family did so that he could have a conclusion. You're very thoughtful. Zhi'er, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

Song Zhi smiled, "I won't stop him from fulfilling his filial duties. If he sees Sun's true character and comes to his senses in time, that's fine. But if he's as blind and heartless as Sun and embarrasses us, I don't mind losing another brother."

"Of course, what Sun did was outrageous to both humans and gods. Any normal person would not stand on his side."

Song Yang looked at Song Zhi lovingly, "You haven't had a good rest for me. I'm going back to my room now. You should get some rest."

"it is good."

Song Zhi agreed with a smile.

Soon, the oil lamp went out and the whole room fell into silence.

The next day, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention Song Chenfeng.

Because Song Yang and Xie Yinyin still needed treatment and recuperation, Song Zhi did not rush to ask everyone to return to Beijing.

It was not until seven or eight days later, when Song Yang was no longer seriously injured, that the group packed up and prepared to set off.

Doctor Jiang did not go with them due to his special status. The old man asked A Luan to fill the wine gourd with wine and then left in a leisurely manner.

He took only a few steps, then turned back and said to Song Zhi in a serious tone: "I'll consider the peach blossom wine as one condition, little Zhi'er, don't forget that you still owe me two conditions."

Song Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I can't forget it, I can't forget it."

"Okay, I'll come find you next spring." Doctor Jiang left with satisfaction.

The wounds on Xie Yinyin's face were almost healed, and she only needed to apply the scar removal cream he left behind every day.

However, because there were still deep marks on her face, she still covered her face.

The neighbors in the small town were very simple and loyal. When they heard that the innkeeper was going back to the capital, they came to see him off spontaneously.

Xie Yinyin felt quite sad to suddenly leave the place where she had lived for more than ten years. She said goodbye to everyone one by one before leaving reluctantly.

They hired two carriages in total. Song Zhi and A Luan sat in the back carriage, and Xie Yinyin and Song Yang sat in the front carriage.

In the morning light, the carriage headed all the way to the capital.

Although the road was bumpy, everyone was in a good mood.

A-luan had never left the town before, so everything she saw was new to her, and her face finally showed the innocence that a child should have.

Song Zhi spoiled her and deliberately slowed down the journey.

The joyful atmosphere continued until the third day, until when passing through a bamboo forest, the carriage stopped because a group of people from the opposite direction blocked the road.

Just as Song Zhi was about to step forward to argue, he saw a familiar figure walking out of the carriage opposite.