win the hairpin

Chapter 49
"I'll feed you." Song Huiyue asked Nanny Liu to bring hot soup cakes, and she took a spoon to feed Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song quickly grabbed the spoon and began to eat slowly by herself.

Her mouth was bitter, and even dragon meat couldn't taste it, but Song Huiyue was worried when she knew she wouldn't eat it, so she ate more than half of the bowl one bite at a time.

With something in my stomach, my spirit is actually a little better.

Song Huiyue chatted and laughed with her for a while, and then got up and went out when she was tired.

Aunt Wang waited quietly outside with Song Qinghui. Song Qinghui didn't understand what happened at home, only that Mrs. Song was ill.

He stepped forward and grabbed Song Huiyue's sleeve, and whispered: "Sister, is Auntie okay? I miss Auntie."

After finishing speaking, he emphasized heavily: "I really, really want to."

Aunt Wang hurriedly said: "My wife is not by my side, and my uncle hasn't slept well for two nights, always waking up."

Song Huiyue patted Song Qinghui's head: "Auntie is much better, when Auntie wakes up, go talk to Auntie."

She looked at Aunt Wang again: "You bother."

Aunt Wang nodded and said repeatedly that she would take Song Qinghui well.

Watching Song Huiyue go back to the house and prepare to go out, she took Song Qinghui by the hand, planning to let him have a full meal first.

Apart from being beautiful, Aunt Wang has no other strengths, and she is not even Aunt Lin's opponent in quarrels. At her age, if she sings without the Song family, no one will buy her even if she sings fairy music.

Both Mrs. Song and the eldest lady are good people. If she is not treated as a human being, she can't be frivolous and has to do her duty as a servant.

Song Huiyue strode out, Yin Xiao rented a carriage and acted as a coachman himself to drive to the Yamen.

Outside the yamen, she met Luo Huiniang and Xiao Chen.

After only one day, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are as close as a mother and daughter, cuddling each other—mainly the little Chen who has no master of six gods cuddling with Luo Huiniang.

Xiao Chen did not expect that this daughter-in-law is so powerful, and the threshold of the Yan Mansion is so high, she actually stepped in.

Not only that, but the son's case has also taken shape.

Luo Huiniang was reborn and became the mistress of the house. She suddenly grew taller and was able to talk to Song Huiyue condescendingly.

However, she didn't bother to talk to Song Huiyue, and caressed the gold hairpin on her head, her face was bright red, and her eyes were shining brightly.

On the contrary, Xiao Chen snorted at Song Huiyue proudly, and admonished her as an elder: "There are only eight buckets of rice in my life, and I am dissatisfied with the promotion all over the world. You can have as much as you want. What is yours is yours. If you have it, you will have it." What's the use."

Song Huiyue smiled: "You're right, my cousin is suffering in prison, don't force yourself, relax."

"You!" Xiao Chen was furious, and pointed at Song Huiyue with her hand, her fingernails almost poking her face.

"If there is anything wrong with Wenqiu, I'll take your cheap skin off!"

Yin Xiao looked at it from afar, and the horsewhip slammed on the ground, sending a pebble flying into the sky and pulling out dust all over the ground.

The arrogant little Chen was taken aback, and stood behind Luo Huiniang, muttering at the same time: "What the hell."

Luo Huiniang led her mother-in-law, who didn't have the same knowledge as the Song family, handed in the marriage certificate and gift list, and asked the doorman: "My husband can come out today, right?"

Menzi recorded them in the book one by one, and also accepted Song Huiyue's.

All you need to do is compare the lists and marriage certificates of the Song family and the Huang family to Ni Peng, and if they are confirmed to be correct, the judgment can be made.

"I don't know," the doorman didn't lift his head, but instead took a look at Song Huiyue's list, "Ms. Song, right? You are the master of suffering. The surname Huang wants to see you, and the master ordered you to be brought in."

Luo Huiniang looked at the door, almost thinking that her ears had made a mistake: "What did you say? Wen Qiu wants to see her? Did you make a mistake?"

"That's right, if you want to see us, you'll see us!" Little Chen nodded repeatedly.

Menzi said in a nasty voice, "Are you deaf in all four ears?"

Luo Huiniang knew that the yamen servants in the third class and the sixth room in the yamen had no official status, some were good and some were lowly, and it was not wise to compete with them, so she quickly asked with an apologetic smile, "Then can we go in and have a look?"

"No."

Luo Huiniang and Xiao Chen whispered a few words, and Xiao Chen took out a bag of money, and reluctantly handed it over.

"Please be accommodating."

Weighed the door twice in his hand, and immediately turned his anger into a smile: "Okay, let's all go in, pass Jieshifang, go in through the door next to Liuhu's house, and wait in the torture room."

There were two braziers on the left and one on the right in front of the door of the torture room, and on the right was a bamboo stand with a large water basin on which were inserted a dozen soldering irons.

The two prisoners were about to let them go in and wait, when Wang Jiejiu rushed over and slapped each of them.

"What's in your head, how can you let Mrs. Song go to the men's prison! Don't mention her to the Temple of the Horse!"

The two prisoners went obediently, Wang Jiejiu turned to Song Huiyue and smiled courteously, then asked Luo Huiniang, "Are you two going to see the prisoner too?"

Looking at his attitude, Luo Huiniang knew that the Song family had bribed the prison.

The methods in the prison are very vicious, Huang Wenqiu must have suffered in it.

Before seeing anyone, her eyes turned red first.

"Yes, please do me a favor."

Wang Jiejiu got Master Ni's order first, so he glanced at Song Huiyue's expression, which was not very clever, which made Luo Huiniang even more suspicious.

Song Huiyue had been wandering around the palace since she was born, and after so many years, she was used to the calm glances of the servants, but when she suddenly saw such a careless glance, she was taken aback for a moment.

Looking again, Wang Jiejiu nodded silently as he was still waiting for her to issue orders.

Seeing this situation, Luo Huiniang hated Song Huiyue even more.

If something happened to Huang Wenqiu, she couldn't do anything to Song Huiyue herself, but a mountain is higher than a mountain, and the Zhang family is not even afraid of King Jin, so it's nothing to clean up a Song family.

The future will be long, wait until we meet Huang Wenqiu at the Temple of the Horse.

The Temple of the Horse is very damp, with a musty smell that lingers all year round. There is a seated clay statue of the God of Horse in the center.

There is a tall vase next to the incense burner. The chrysanthemums in it hang their heads and their petals are falling off. It is about to blow the lamp and pull the wax.

Huang Wenqiu knelt on the futon under the incense table, hooked his head, stared dully at the ground, and withered like a chrysanthemum.

His ups and downs in the past few days are like a dream that he can't wake up from.

Close your eyes, the fragrance of Luo Huiniang's skin is still on the tip of your nose, her tenderness and flattery, his high-spirited, fighting with a gun, I can vividly remember it.

He opened his eyes, but he was in prison, suffering unspeakable pain.

Elopement is wrong, he shouldn't embarrass Song Huiyue on his wedding day, the moment he was caught, he wanted to tell Song Huiyue this sentence.

He thought Song Huiyue would come to see him, but Song Huiyue didn't show up at all.

He also lived in prison for a few days, but he faintly felt that this time was different.

Last time when he was in the men's prison, he was given medicine and food, and he wasn't cold. Auntie could still come in to see him, but this time it was different.

(End of this chapter)