The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Song Yuntang smiled and pointed to a place nearby.

"Don't stand, sit down. You don't know how long you'll have to wait."

Jinshu waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, no, that's against the rules."

Song Yuntang's expression softened.

"Just sit down when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much?"

Jinshu looked around, found a cushion in the dark, and knelt down beside Song Yuntang.

"I will sit here."

Knowing that she was not used to it, Song Yuntang did not force her and poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

"Jinshu has been with me for almost three years, right?"

Jinshu took the water handed to her by Song Yuntang with a flattered look on her face, "Thank you, Madam. I have been by your side for two and a half years."

Song Yuntang nodded.

"If you hadn't suddenly come over to keep me company, I would have almost forgotten that you were sixteen when you came to me, and you'll be nineteen this year. You're almost at the age of marriage. Do you have a man you like? If so, I can prepare a dowry for you so that you can marry off with dignity."

Jinshu quickly knelt up straight.

"I don't want to get married. I just want to be with the Madam and the Young Master."

"Even if you get married, you still have to come back to me. I can't bear to let you go." Song Yuntang looked at her, "Don't follow Nian'er's example of not getting married. Her situation is special, and her heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. I see that you are usually close to Feng Shi, but do you like him?"

Fengshi was also brought from the farm in Cile Town more than two years ago.

He is an honest and decent person.

I have been working in the government office for the past few years and have never made any mistakes.

The two had little to talk about at first, but perhaps as time went by, they fell in love. Recently, Jinshu either made soles for him or clothes for him.

I guess there is hope.

If the two of them got married, she would arrange a separate room for them, and they would both work in the mansion in the future, just like they were at home.

Jinshu blushed.

"I've been getting close to Big Brother Fengshi recently, and it's only because his shoes and clothes are worn out, and he has no wife or mother at home, so he paid me to make him a set. I didn't feel comfortable asking for his wages because we work in the same mansion. Madam, please don't think too much about it."

Song Yuntang raised one corner of his lips.

"Since you have no interest in him, and Lan Xin is half a year older than you, I will assign her to Feng Shi."

Jinshu felt anxious.

"Madam, please don't match them up randomly. Sister Lanxin and Brother Qin Ju are the perfect match. Since last year, all of Brother Qin Ju's clothes and shoes have been carefully sewn by Sister Lanxin. Every time Brother Qin Ju comes back from Wangxu Villa, he brings Sister Lanxin some little gifts along the way. Sometimes it's a hairpin, sometimes a flower, sometimes cakes. Occasionally, he'll buy her some beautiful fabrics to make clothes. This servant and I are so envious."

When Song Yuntang heard this, he suddenly felt that he paid too little attention to the people in the mansion.

So much so that Qin Ju and Lan Xin had been together for so long without anyone noticing.

Speaking of which, Xia Ning is now 28 years old. If she had not had a husband and had no plans to get married until now, she would have wanted to arrange a marriage for Xia Ning.

So that she won't be lonely in the future.

"Zhiruo is close to anyone in the mansion?"

Jinshu said, "Zhiruo's mouth is very unforgiving. In the mansion, apart from me and Sister Lanxin, only Guiping, who is beside my son-in-law, can say a few words to her."

Song Yuntang nodded.

"Zhiruo and Nian'er are about the same age, so there's no need to be too anxious. You and Lanxin's matter needs to be put on the agenda."

As a signal flare was launched outside the city, a solemn and murderous feeling began to spread throughout the capital.

Song Yuntang seemed to realize something, and as soon as he finished speaking, he looked out the window.

Although it was still pitch black, she knew that the city must be in turmoil.

Jinshu followed her gaze.

"Did the lady notice anything?"

Song Yuntang nervously held the cup on the table.

"here we go."

After that, neither of them spoke again.

Xia Ning did not enter the house. She sat on the highest roof of the mansion like a sculpture, watching every move around her.

Seeing a white light rising into the sky outside the city, she was a martial artist and her senses were always better than others. She could vaguely hear a slight sound of breaking through the air mixed in the cold wind.

Immediately afterwards, the city gate lit up, and the flames quickly spread along the gate to the palace.

……

Xu Qingye returned home at Yinshi.

When he came back, he was covered in blood.

For fear of disturbing his wife and children, he did not return to the main courtyard after entering the house, but went directly to the backyard, intending to clean himself up before returning to the house.

Song Yuntang waited for a long time, and when he saw no movement, he was really sleepy, so he lay down at the table and took a nap.

However, she was a light sleeper, and the slight noise of Xu Qingye's return still woke her up.

She opened her eyes, looked outside the house, saw the faint light outside the yard, and quickly stood up.

Jinshu, who was standing next to him, was also awakened.

"Madam, it seems that the uncle has returned."

As he spoke, he saw Song Yuntang was about to go out, so he hurriedly took a cloak from the shelf and put it on her.

Song Yuntang walked out of the yard wrapped in a cloak and saw Xu Qingye coming towards him from the backyard.

She looked him up and down in the dim light.

The man was still tall. After not seeing him for two days, he had some blue stubble around his lips, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little tired.

"Is everything okay?" she asked.

"I am fine."

The man's originally cold expression became more gentle when he saw her. He walked forward, took her slightly cold hand and walked into the house.

"It's cold outside, why don't you wait for me inside?"

Song Yuntang snuggled up to him.

"I'm a little worried since you haven't replied yet."

She had always had a good sense of smell, but it became even better after she became pregnant.

Although he had cleaned himself and changed his clothes, she could still smell a hint of blood through the faint scent of soapberries on his body.

When they came into the house, Song Yuntang did not take him to rest directly, but turned on the light in the outer room first.

"You are hurt?"

Xu Qingye shook his head.

"It's okay, it's already been bandaged."

He knew it wasn't that easy to hide it from her.

Song Yuntang was still worried.

"I'll see."

Xu Qingye moved his lips and finally unbuttoned his clothes to reveal one arm.

The injury was on the left arm, and the wound was a little deep, but the bleeding had stopped. After Song Yuntang untied the wound and examined it, he asked him to be patient. He brought the medicine box and asked Jinshu to get a basin of warm water. He used special needles and thread to sew more than 20 stitches for him, so that the wound would not easily break open and would be conducive to healing.

During the whole process, the man did not say a word, only a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Who cut him?"

After the stitches were done, Song Yuntang asked while applying medicine to him.

"Prince Heng's men." Xu Qingye's lips were slightly pale. "His Majesty was standing next to me at the time. Those people were going after him, so I was inevitably affected by them."

If it were in the past, he might have risked his life for the king.

But now he has a wife and children at home, and his life is closely related to their future lives.