After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 258 I want to be strong all my life
Song Yao was a little shy.

It's the really shy kind. She thinks of herself as a little fool who squatted in the corner and cried because of inexplicable ugliness when she was a child. Song Huaijin came to coax her, and she cried even more fiercely, rubbing her nose and tears on the other person. Choked up, "I'm disabled, woo woo woo, I don't want to grow up, I want to be a child, why can't I become smaller! I can't live on."

Song Huaijin was also the first time to be a father to a girl at that time.

Song Jinse always loses his temper because of all kinds of trivial things, he will be very coaxing, and sincerely say to Song Yao, "Don't cry, don't cry! It's all fake. Yaoyao is growing her body, beautiful and becoming taller, Yaoyao Once she grows longer, she looks as good-looking as before."

Song Yao's golden beans are still falling, "Can you be beautiful without growing tall?"

Song Huaijin thought for a while, "Then you are a bit greedy."

He was very straightforward.

Xiaotuanzi seemed to be unable to bear the blow, and took a few steps back, staggering, "...Uh, let me die."

Song Huaijin: "I mean, after a few sleeps, your dreams will come true."

And then day after day and year after year.

Most of the letters Song Huaijin wrote to her were chicken soup for the soul, such as:

——"The girl who is dedicated to being strong and confident in my life is the most beautiful."

——"Don't choose comfort at an age of hardship. In the future, you will thank yourself who worked hard today."

——"A layman looks at the face, an insider looks at the inside."

——"Beautiful skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million."

——"If you can carry it by yourself, you can also speak out to me. You are not ashamed of being hypocritical and resentful, but you must be a brave person and learn to bear every slap that fate gives you."

Song Yao: QAQ.

Just, thick, an indescribably messy feeling, I didn't think it was anything when I was a child, but now I think of it and feel a little embarrassed for Song Huaijin, with my toes on the ground.

"Huaijin, you're carrying it too high." Seeing Song Yao's body dangling in the air for a long time, Su Miaoyi twitched the corner of her mouth and pushed him, reminding, "Yaoyao is a girl."

The implication is: she won't eat your set.

What does it look like? Isn't this treating sons like daughters... nieces?

Song Huaijin was not embarrassed, he even rubbed Song Yao's head before putting him down, "It's afternoon, have you eaten the pouch I got back for you? It tastes good when soaked in mutton soup. I'll soak it for you when I go back." .”

He saw that Song Yao was mentioned twice in Su Miaoyi's letter to him. The little girl didn't know if she had grown up or something, but she suddenly became a gold swallowing beast, eating more than him in one meal, and she was picky.

Song Yao wanted to go back to the mansion, but... she was still waiting for Jun Yan...

Song Yao glanced at Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song was so blessed, one was uncle and the other was husband.

"Yaoyao hasn't bought a hairpin yet, don't rush her here, Ruan Ruan, you accompany Yaoyao, your uncle and I will go back home first."

Song Huaijin, who was walking out with her arms clutched by Mrs. Song, still didn't understand, "Mother, do you have any opinion on Yaoyao? You can't see me getting along with her. Actually, mother, look at today's matter, if it weren't for Yaoyao's words, There is really no way for my son to kill Zhang Yi."

To be honest, Song Huaijin was really incomprehensible and chilling that her biological daughter apologized indiscriminately.

But Song Yao stood up to speak for him and slapped Mrs. Zhang for him. His heart was like being wiped with honey.

"You don't want to cure your brain."

The old lady Song looked at him with the eyes of a fool, "Yaoyao is waiting for the prince, who are you, how can you have the face to let her go with you?"

"What?!" Although Song Huaijin didn't understand, he was greatly shocked, "Is there a pig who beat our cabbage?!"

"You don't stop this, and you are too cruel! Isn't it true that even your own children don't know how to feel distressed?!"

Mrs. Song: "..."

Shut up, idiot, I'll kill your mother!

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Song Yao really waited until the end.

Night falls.

Song Ruan squinted his chin and looked out the window. There are dragon and lion dancers and jugglers everywhere in Chang'an City. "Today is the night market, so it's so lively."

Yes, it's so lively.

Song Yao looked along the glazed lamp outside the window, but no matter how lively it was, it was already night, and Jun Yan still didn't come to Babaozhai.

There is no other where the lights are dim, and there is no other where the world is poor.

There is no one beside her.

Song Yao was a little depressed. She thought of a monster disciple who had become a Taoist partner with her senior sister when she was in the world of cultivating immortals. Every time before going on a date with her senior sister, she would be hurt by his childhood sweetheart and uncomfortable. Called away for reasons, the senior sister always gets angry and is always crying. Song Yao didn't understand it at the time, but now she feels a little bit of empathy.

After all, this is the first date after she and Jun Yan confirmed their relationship.

The other party broke the appointment so indifferently.

But she came here early, didn't even change into a new dress, and was laughed at by others, because she was afraid that he would wait too long, but...

Song Yao was a little angry, and she clearly said that she would go to the night market quietly after buying hairpins for her.

Liar, big liar!

Song Yao kicked down the small table, feeling a bit uncomfortable in her heart.

She was probably not happy with Jun Yan's attitude, even if something happened late, couldn't she just tell her?

Suddenly there was intense applause and noise from a distance.

With the sound of gongs and drums, a woman from a foreign land rode a white tiger, directing the white tiger to cross the fire circle, and the applause swept across the entire long street.

The children chased the fire lion and cheered on the long street, running around.

Ban Xia looked down the long street and couldn't help frowning, "Hey, isn't that the Fourth Prince?"

Song Ruan subconsciously looked in the direction of Banxia's fingers, her heart beat faster, and was about to get up, but she heard Banxia say, "Who is the young master next to him, he looks like a boy and a girl, so beautiful!"

As if to confirm Ban Xia's words, the beautiful young man who was holding a rabbit lantern by Jun Changge's side raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Babaozhai.

It was a woman disguised as a man, an extremely beautiful girl, she was soft and weak, and she was wearing a snow-white loose robe, which made her charming and charming, and one couldn't help but want to care and love her, and was reluctant to hurt her.

The folding fan of Jun Chang Singer was placed on the side of the girl. His eyes were clear and clear, a little less frivolous and a little more gentle, separating the woman from everyone around him. He was domineering and full of possessiveness. Protect the women around you.

Possessive.

Song Ruan savored these three words carefully, her movements stopped, and a smile spread on her lips.

As a woman, Song Ruan could still feel the difference between Jun Changge's treatment of her, the maid and this woman.

Only in front of someone he really likes can a man show such a gentle look.

It seemed as if the unspoken thoughts that had been accumulated in her heart were stirred by a big hand, tearing her entire heart apart.

She touched her heart, "It hurts..."

Song Ruan lowered her head, her eyes were full of crystals, and her vision was blurred. She felt that she was sick, otherwise she would not be so uncomfortable, and even found it difficult to breathe.

(End of this chapter)