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Chapter 121 Two birds with one stone

At this time, Song Baochai's face changed drastically, and before Song Baoling said more things that were not good for him, he hurriedly stopped him: "Ling'er, don't mention the past, I let you enter the palace today because I have something to do with you." You discuss."

Song Baoling also knew that he would accept as soon as he was good, so he nodded along with her words, "Okay, please tell me, cousin."

"Ling'er, although you are still young, it's time to learn etiquette. After thinking about it, I think you might as well enter the palace."

As soon as Song Baochai finished speaking, Jin Wanlin on the side agreed: "Your Majesty is right, if Sister Ling'er can study in the palace, your husband's family will be very happy to know about it in the future."

The expression on Song Baoling's face did not change, but she had foreseen that she would be destroyed if she stayed in the palace, so she lowered her eyes pretending to be sad the next moment.

"Thank you cousin for thinking about Linger, but Linger will live up to your kindness."

"Why? Don't you want to?"

"That's not the case, it's just that it will be my mother's birthday soon. Because I was weak since I was a child, my father swore to wait for me until I was ten years old on the day I was born, and asked me to copy scriptures every day in the house where my mother died. , day is indispensable, otherwise there will be retribution."

As soon as this remark came out, all the people present were surprised, and Song Baochai persuaded him even more persistently: "This little matter is fine, besides, you can also come to the palace to copy scriptures."

Song Baoling pursed his lips and shook his head when he heard the words, "No, this is a poisonous oath made by my father. The time and place cannot be changed. I cannot violate my father's order."

In this way, the way for her father to send her to Nanshan will be blocked. This method can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The more Song Baoling thought about it, the more she felt that she was really smart, but fortunately Song Baochai made such a sudden move, otherwise she really couldn't think of such a good solution for a while.

"Then... how long does uncle want you to copy the scriptures?"

Looking at Song Baochai's expectant gaze, Song Baoling smiled faintly and spit out two words: "Three years."

Sure enough, the light in Song Baochai's eyes disappeared instantly when he heard that it would take three years.

As the saying goes, the dead are the greatest, and now that Song Baoling uses the dead mother as a shield, she has nothing to do.

"I didn't expect you to have such filial piety at such a young age. I am really touched."

Jun Yelan stared straight at Song Baoling, "If this is the case, then you don't have to come to the palace, just copy the scriptures in the mansion to fulfill your filial piety."

"Ling'er, thank you Majesty."

Next to Jun Tingsheng heaved a sigh of relief, looking at Song Baoling with a gentle look, but soon he felt a bad look.

He knew where this gaze came from, to be honest, if it wasn't for Linger still here, he would definitely have turned his back and left.

"My Majesty, Concubine Leng is here."

Jun Yelan frowned slightly, and asked in a cold tone, "What is she here for?"

"Concubine Leng seems to be looking for Miss Song."

Hearing this, several people in the room all looked at Song Baoling, and Jun Yelan, who wanted to chase him away, immediately let Concubine Leng in.

Concubine Leng walked in aggressively, saluted Jun Yelan, and then questioned Song Baoling: "Miss Song, why did you intentionally hurt the emperor's son?"

Prince?

Song Baoling blinked his eyes pretending to be puzzled, "Is the third prince injured? May I ask your majesty, how did the third prince get hurt and where did he get hurt?"

Concubine Leng suddenly showed surprise, and subconsciously wanted to teach her a lesson, but suddenly remembered that Jun Yelan was still here, so she let the third prince who was hiding outside the door come in to confront her.

Seeing the third prince who walked in shyly, Song Baoling raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke first: "Third prince, you were fine when we met outside Baohua Palace just now, did you get hurt when you went back?"

Seeing how calm she was, the third prince yelled angrily: "Nonsense, you were the one who pushed me down, stop pretending here."

Seeing that he was still unwilling to go down the steps, Song Baoling no longer showed mercy, and said bluntly: "We had a little quarrel, but I'm just a courtier's daughter, how dare I attack the prince."

"However, there is one thing that I don't understand. The place where the third prince and I met by chance was a stone road, and there was no moss on the ground, but where did the third prince get this moss?"

After a pause, Song Baoling pretended to be enlightened, "By the way, there are moss in the garden and the pond, the third prince, you are... you are embarrassed to admit that you wrestled yourself, that's why you slandered me for pushing you down." Yes."

Having been exposed in public, the third prince was angry and annoyed, staring at Song Baoling in embarrassment and yelling loudly: "This prince just didn't notice it for a while, why would you be ashamed to admit it?"

"Tell you, this prince is not someone who can swallow his anger. You bullied me before, but now I want to deliberately make things difficult for you."

"Even if you know, so what, anyway, I am the prince, what can you do to me!"

The third prince scrambled to tell the truth of the matter, which made Concubine Leng unable to hold back. When she looked up, Jun Yelan's face was gloomy as if she was about to get angry, and she was so frightened that she hurried forward to grab her son.

"Your Majesty, the emperor has lost his mind from the fall, and this concubine will take him back to recuperate."

After finishing speaking, Concubine Leng dragged the third prince to leave, but she was stopped by Jun Yelan just as she turned around.

"As a prince, you are not cautious in your words and deeds, but maliciously turn black and white. If you let you go today, then my father will be negligent in his duty!"

Jun Yelan looked at the trembling third prince with a serious expression, and ordered in a deep voice: "From now on, you will stay in the house and copy the ancestral instructions for me. Without my permission, you are not allowed to leave the palace for half a step."

Concubine Leng wanted to intercede for her son, but when she saw Jun Yelan's face, she was too scared to speak anymore.

"My son obeys the order."

Afterwards, Concubine Leng took the third prince and left. Before leaving, she passed in front of Song Baoling, her eyes burst out with hatred.

Half an hour later, Song Baoling was finally able to leave the palace, who would have thought that she had just left the palace when she saw Song Baichuan get off the carriage.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Nanshan personally."

Song Baoling pretended to sigh helplessly, and said plaintively, "Father, I can't go to Nanshan anymore, and I can't leave the capital either."

Hearing this sentence, Song Baichuan thought she was trying to find an excuse again, so he immediately put on a posture and prepared to kidnap her by force.

Seeing his actions, Song Baoling quickly recounted what happened just now, including the fact that she lied and wanted to copy scriptures at home because she refused to enter the palace to study etiquette.

"When did I swear a poisonous oath?"

"Of course Father has never done this before, but if he doesn't say that, Song Baochai will not let it go, and I don't know how he will torture me then."

Seeing Song Baoling's aggrieved and pitiful appearance, Song Baichuan sighed helplessly, "Since that's the case, from that day on, you should obediently stay in the mansion and copy scriptures, and don't show your face in public again."

(End of this chapter)