The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 231
As soon as Song Xieyu entered the front hall, he happened to see Song Jingan knelt on the ground pleading guilty to his parents with tea, his face was covered with tears, he looked very pitiful.

"Before, Jing'an was ignorant, so she did many wrong things. I hope mother will forgive Jing'an. Jing'an will definitely serve her mother well in the future, in order to atone for her sins."

Li Rong kept a cold face, listening to Song Jing'an's long speech and began to cry, her face didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

Song Xieyu's good mood of the day disappeared. Song Jing'an's apology was correct. In all fairness, Li Rong, the concubine's mother, treated them leniently. Although they were raised as concubine daughters like their own daughters, they didn't cost much for food and clothing. Skimped.

In this way, these white-eyed wolves were still thinking about getting more, thinking about calculations, Li Rong should really drink this cup of tea.

It's just that she put on such a pitiful look in front of her father and grandmother, no matter how much Li Rong wanted to shake face, she might have to drink her tea in frustration.

Li Rong sat next to Song Qingshan, and Song Xieyu glanced to the side, just in time to see the expressions of his father and grandmother.

Although Song Qingshan couldn't see any joy or anger, he could still see the distress in his eyes when he looked carefully. Song Xieyu understood, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"Ah Rong, drink it, these meals are going to be cold."

After her mother-in-law spoke, no matter how much Li Rong disliked Song Jing'an's behavior, she had to drink the tea to save face for the old lady.

After all, Song Jing'an is the serious blood of the Huaiyin Palace. In her eyes, Song Jing'an's small thoughts are disgusting, but in the eyes of the old lady and Song Qingshan, as long as it does not touch the interests of the Palace, it is just a small matter. Will take care.

Song Xieyu lowered his eyes and sat down with a quiet smile on his face, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Li Rong didn't lose face to the old lady either, she took Song Jing'an's teacup, didn't drink it immediately, just played with it in her palm, leaned slightly to look at Song Jing'an: "I hope that in the future, Jing'an will be able to restrain herself and return to her manners, and keep herself safe."

Song Jing'an's body froze, and she was a little proud at first, but now her mood plummeted, she lowered her head and pretended to be docile, but her face was ferocious.

Self-denial and return to courtesy?This is beating her in front of everyone, to make her settle down!
He was extremely unhappy in his heart, but he came out with a very obedient and obedient tone, as if he knew his mistake: "Mother, don't worry, Jing'an will definitely remember her teachings in the future, and never forget her kindness today."

Li Rong never let go of her frown. This Song Jing'an's posture was extremely low, but it always gave her a sense of yin and yang.

Not wanting to waste time on her, Li Rong drank the tea in his hand, Song Qingshan quickly came out to smooth things over: "The family has no overnight feud, come, it's rare to get together on weekdays, let's serve food."

Song Jing'an has no other skills, she has not lost her ability to please people, Huaiyin Prince's Mansion has no rules of eating and sleeping, she stirs up the atmosphere with a few words, making Song Qingshan laugh out loud.

Seeing that Song Qingshan was quite happy, Song Jingan sighed deliberately, and thought she glanced at Song Xieyu indiscriminately, then got up and saluted Song Qingshan, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Daddy, Jing'an has a merciless request."

It was rare for Song Qingshan to be so happy, and he was not unhappy, he said generously: "If you want to ask daddy for help, just tell me."

Song Jing'an showed half a small face, and hesitated for a moment: "It's not a big deal, but the clothes on my daughter's body don't fit well these days, and it's almost autumn now, summer clothes are sometimes not very cold...so I want my sister to accompany me Let's go buy some clothes together, I don't know if my sister will be free."

Song Xieyu was sitting upright, when she suddenly heard Song Jingan mentioning herself, why didn't she know when she had such a good relationship with Song Jingan?Even to the point of accompanying her to buy clothes?

After Song Jing'an finished speaking, she looked at Song Xieyu with a smile on her face, as if she was sure that Song Xieyu would not reject her in front of so many people.

Song Xieyu glanced at the elders present, and smiled dignifiedly at Song Jing'an: "Sister Jing'an, why don't you find someone else? I really don't have time recently."

Song Jing'an: "..."

Unexpectedly, Song Xieyu could refuse so simply and neatly, and the scene was a little quiet.

Song Jing'an lowered her eyes, and forced a pitiful smile: "Jing'an knows that my sister will not let go of the old feud with me so easily... If I did something wrong, I did it wrong. No matter how regretful I am, there is nothing I can do to recover."

As the saying goes, if a prodigal son turns back, he won't change his gold. Her appearance of repenting from her former mistakes is really unbearable. From the corner of her eyes, Song Xieyu saw Song Qingshan seemed to be looking at her, hesitating to speak.

Song Xieyu put down the chopsticks in his hand calmly, and smiled at her: "Although you are not smart, you still have self-knowledge."

Song Jing'an: "..."

There was no need to act now, tears welled up in her eyes on the spot, although she lowered her head, where had she ever been humiliated in such a face-to-face?
Song Qingshan couldn't bear to see it, and his tone showed disapproval: "Yu'er!"

Although Li Rong felt that her daughter did the right thing, not only did she not do anything wrong, but she was very happy, but she was worried about hurting the father-daughter relationship between Song Qingshan and Song Xieyu, so she looked at Song Xieyu with worried eyes.

Song Xieyu looked at Song Qingshan, half of her face was illuminated by the sunlight outside the window, she was sunk in the semi-darkness, her complexion was even brighter, but her glass-colored eyes were strangely cold, Song Qingshan looked at her, and even hit her. There was an inexplicable sense of guilt in my heart.

"Father, although I have my own reasons for my reputation, I, my fourth younger sister, have contributed a lot to being so notorious."

Song Qingshan was a little speechless, but although he doted on Song Xieyu, Song Jingan was also his daughter, and the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh: "Yu'er, those are just rumors..."

Just a rumor?Yes, in Song Qingshan's eyes, his daughter doesn't need to care about these words, after all, as long as the Huaiyin Palace's name is on her, those people will not be able to blatantly gossip in front of her.

But how much did she suffer because of these rumors in her previous life?Without a close friend, he could only circle around Xie Yang alone.

As long as there was a close friend in her boudoir who could talk to her in her previous life, and if she was awakened in the chaos, she wouldn't drag Huaiyin Palace to such an end...

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest. If it weren't for these trivial things, she would not have gone wrong step by step and stepped into the abyss step by step.

She stared at Song Qingshan, her eyelids were half drooped, her thin lips were slightly lifted, and she smiled ironically.

"Don't persuade others to be kind without suffering others."

"If Song Jing'an keeps her own place, I'm naturally too lazy to argue with her, but if she thinks about it again, don't blame me for not caring about the Huaiyin Palace."

(End of this chapter)