After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 90
Song Yao's eyes were sad, and he swept across the river not far away.

Ban Xia followed her gaze and saw the flower girls playing the piano on the river, and was thrown a lot of money by the talented scholars, "Girl, what do you think this is?"

Song Yao's eyes unconsciously revealed longing, "I want to..."

Ban Xia covered her mouth, "No, you don't want to."

Song Yao: "..."

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After Song Yao came out of Yongji Grocery Store, she went straight back to Song Mansion.

The small stove in Changming Pavilion has already been lit, and all kinds of dishes are put into the wok to stir-fry, and the aroma of green chili mixed with garlic wafts into the mouth and nose.

The small courtyard was quiet and silent, with the faint patter of light rain.

At this time, a scream broke the peace of the Song Mansion.

Ling Dang hurried into the room: "It's not good, girl, the master is beating the third son with a whip!"

Song Yao got up from the dinner table, raised her feet and walked out.

Ban Xia hurriedly went to hold an umbrella for her, "Girl, you haven't finished your meal yet! Where are you going?"

"Tingfeng Pavilion." That is Song Yanzhi's yard.

Ban Xia's face darkened.

Last time in the flower hall, Ban Xia always felt that the third son of Song was partial to Song Jinse, and he wanted the sixth girl to give the third son a cold shoulder for a few days.

I never thought that this man was so impatient, he heard that the third young master was beaten and ran faster than a rabbit.

It's really a worry for women who don't stay in college, stay or stay!
Thinking about it, Song Yao stepped over the threshold of Tingfeng Pavilion, only to hear a full scolding sound: "Little beast, I said I went to the gambling house ten times, why did I meet you nine times! So you That bastard stole the money I sewed in my red pants, and crawled out of the dog hole to gamble! If you don’t learn well at a young age, see if I don’t beat you to death today!”

"You met me nine times out of ten times, which means I went one less time than you, so why don't you learn?" A grievous voice sounded, and then it turned into a violent scream, "Oh, Dad! Please be gentle , don’t spank your ass, your face won’t do, if you beat me up, I’ll have no money in the future, so I can’t sell my body or show off—hey, six...Song Yao?”

Song Qingli sneered when he heard the words, and threw a long whip over, "Don't scare me with your little sister, you have already cut off the frothy brother-sister relationship between the two of you! You should die where you are, you evil!"

Song Qingli's long whip was playing vigorously, piercing through the air and making a loud noise.

Song Yanzhi was caught off guard by Song Yao who came in a hurry, and for a moment he really stood there and didn't dare to move.

"Third Young Master, be careful!" Bell reminded loudly.

The next moment, the long whip streaked across the night sky and hit the ground thousands of miles away from the wooden man Song Yanzhi.

Everyone: "..." Bai worried.

Song Qingli, who is not very good at whipping, said: "..." The defense was broken.

He lost a lot of people, so he simply rolled up his sleeves, trying to grab Hua Song Yanzhi's face.

Seeing the headache, Song Yao stopped the two who were about to tease each other, "Father, third brother, stop beating, you won't be able to kill anyone like this!"

Song Qingli and Song Yanzhi: "???"

Do people speak?
Song Yao stepped forward, glanced at Song Yanzhi's face, the area she had slapped had long since subsided, and now only the ashes of Song Qingli's shoes remained on his face, "Third brother, did grandma come to the palace to ask His Highness to ask you to study in Qingzhu Academy?" Why? Why do you still go to the gambling house to spread your money?"

Song Yanzhi was embarrassed at first that the two of them had quarreled and reconciled.

Hearing this, his eyes suddenly widened, and his ears turned red when he met Song Yao's gaze.

He also didn't want to become a dog-licker so soon.

But she called him Third Brother.

Immediately pointing to the index finger, he said: "Grandmother said Zi Xiao and his father, my current academic performance is as good as yours, the worst. If I go to school like this, I am afraid that others will laugh at the children of the Song family, so I want me to study hard for these two months, and I will wait for you at the end of the month." Go to the exam."

After a pause, "Bei Rong's matter is because I don't speak well, sister, don't be angry. After I steal all the money in Dad's pocket, I will buy you beautiful dresses."

"Nizi! You're quite proud of your chicken and dog barking, aren't you?" Song Qingli's anger that had been calmed down with great difficulty was ignited again because of Song Yanzhi's words.

Isn't it killing him to steal his money?

Song Yan subconsciously wanted to escape, but thinking that Song Yao was still there, he couldn't lose his elder brother's demeanor, so he straightened his back and said, "That's a cockroach! Daddy, don't talk nonsense in front of my sister and ruin her!"

This is very rare for Song Yao, so don't look down on him, look at him with contempt.

Song Yanzhi... was so moved by a million points, he wished he could take off his clothes and run around Dayong three times, shouting for amnesty to the world!
However, what moved him even more was that Song Yao suddenly approached him and said, "Grandmother wants you to study for your own good. Third brother, do you know that you don't want to go out for a few days?"

"Ok?"

"I think there will always be light rain these few days at night, so I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." Song Yao glanced at Song Yanzhi's eyebrows with a faint gray air, "If you're bored with studying, you can come to me to discuss knowledge together. And daddy, daddy... What about people?"

Song Yao looked around in surprise, and the bell gently reminded: "The third master is afraid that you will steal his pocket money, so he ran away shaking his hands."

Song Yao: "..."

After instructing Song Yan, Song Yao went back to the house and found a black long shirt with a stand-up collar and narrow sleeves, black boots, and a jade crown. After a while, a handsome young man appeared in the mirror.

No matter in her previous life or in the world of cultivating immortals, she is very good at pretending to be a man, and few people can discover her daughter body.

She picked up the folding fan, walked around the room for a few steps, and after making sure that everything was safe, she found out the hundred taels of silver in the dressing box, opened the window secretly, and rolled out.

Following the internal force of luck, he turned out of the backyard and walked to the long street.

Before arriving, it was the busiest time in Chang'an City. Song Yao walked along the long street to the brightly lit riverside.

The pity plays the music, the dancers perform the dance, and the school is prosperous and beautiful.

However, with thousands of miles of spring water and tinkling sounds, this bustling avenue is not Qinlou Chuguan, but the largest gambling house in Chang'an City-Jiufanglaicai.

Song Yao stopped at Jiufanglaicai.

Her father should be lying drunk on the lap of a beauty at this moment, and as for Song Yanzhi, he would not come to the gambling house to squander again with her advice.

Whether Yongji can win or not depends on the trembling tonight.

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But said the other side.

Probably because of his addiction to gambling, Song Yanzhi tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep.

"My sister is still young, so I don't understand. It's just a light rain, and you won't get sick if you get wet. It's a long night, so it's a pity not to gamble."

He persuaded himself to get up in disgrace, put a floral scarf on his head to hide his eyes and ears, happily ran to the dog hole with long legs and got out, and went straight to the largest gambling house in Chang'an City - Jiufang Laicai.

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The entrance of the gambling house where Jiu Fang Lai Cai is.

The woman in light gauze swept Song Yao's accessories and attire around her waist. Although this man was a stranger, he looked like a boy who could afford to lose money. She immediately raised her hand and respectfully welcomed him in. : "My lord, please."

　Recommended friend Nan Fenglai's new book: After kicking Lord Ming, he cried every night and begged me to hug him.

　　Yun Qing's new book: The five-year-old grandma of the Taoist group favors the boss.

　　


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