The Rebirth of the First Daughter as the Head of the Family

Zhang Dingzhi took Song Jinyue's arm, pulled her into the room and talked.

The maid wanted to follow in, but she sent her out with a look.

Seeing that there was no one around, she asked, "Sister Yue, tell me what happened between you and Mr. Qin? But it's like the rumors in the capital? Long ago..."

Song Jinyue looked at Cousin Zhi helplessly, she really couldn't argue.

She can guess one or two of the current rumors in the capital.

I'm afraid it's extremely ugly.

And here I am afraid that He Yuanframe's handwriting is indispensable.

After all, when it was rumored in the capital that she and Qin Sheng were ambiguous, He Yuanjia had come to question her.

"Hey, this matter is not as rumored in the market. It's just that Mr. Qin learned about my difficulties yesterday, and because I have been kind to their brothers and sisters, he wanted to help them."

Even though he said so, Song Jinyue never thought so in his heart.

Zhang Dingzhi pulled her to sit down, then let go of his cousin's arm, with a sad face, "But this marriage..."

She looked up at the cousin, with mixed feelings in her heart, "Are you willing?"

Song Jinyue was slightly taken aback, are you willing?
This was the same question she asked Qin Sheng yesterday, but now that Cousin Zhi asked her, she was still willing, but she couldn't answer it for a while.

Shaking his head, he nodded again.

Finally, he let out a long sigh helplessly, and then replied: "Whether you are willing or not, it doesn't matter now."

That's right, it's not important anymore, compared to those hatreds, these are nothing but trivial matters.

Zhang Dingzhi saw the light in his cousin's eyes dimming little by little, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart.

"That dog will be punished sooner or later!"

The anger in his heart made Zhang Dingzhi blurt out for a while, and cursed secretly, isn't his cousin's current situation just thanks to him?
But a few days of work.

The Duke's Mansion has received three imperial edicts one after another.

One is the imperial decree for retiring the engagement, the other is the imperial decree for making her the princess, and the other is the imperial decree for the emperor to visit Hualang for her.

It was still the imperial decree sent by Chief Wei.

"Princess Ronghua, congratulations." Director Wei handed over the bright yellow imperial decree to Song Jinyue,

Song Jinyue took the imperial decree and signaled to the maidservant to offer a silver reward, and Manager Song took Manager Wei down to have tea.

The old lady watched coldly, and when Chief Wei left, she also left the main hall with the help of the nanny. Mrs. Shen snorted coldly, cast a sidelong glance at Song Jinyue, and led the others away.

The main hall returned to its former silence.

She turned her head and asked someone to send the imperial decree to the ancestral hall.

The emperor held Qin Sheng in high regard, and now he has been appointed to the Ministry of Officials.

This kind of esteem is the first since the current Holy Majesty ascended the throne.

The rewarded house was only two streets away from the Duke's Mansion, and Qin Wan had already moved there.

The boy passed it on, saying that her father had asked her to come over and talk.

These days, perhaps because of Aunt Tian's care, his father's face is not as pale as before, but rather rosy.

"Second Miss." Aunt Tian saluted.

Song Guogong, who was sitting on the side of the couch leaning on a soft pillow, hurriedly said, and lightly reprimanded, "Now it's time to call the princess."

Song Jinyue saluted first, and called "Father, Aunt Tian." Then she sat down.

"No matter what, my daughter is still the young lady of the Duke's Mansion. Father, it's good for my aunt to call me by my boudoir name at home."

Song Guogong looked at his daughter in front of him, feeling quite relieved.

Since he was paralyzed, so many troubles in the mansion were caused by this daughter.

This is why there is no major disturbance in the mansion.

Just thinking of his eldest daughter, Song Guogong couldn't help frowning, it really made him lose face.

At this moment, he was rather thankful that he broke his leg that day, so he was not able to enter the palace to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday.

Otherwise, he really didn't know how he would get out of the palace under the strange scrutiny of all the officials.

"Yue'er, ask Mr. Qin to come to the door some other day, so that my father can see him too." Looking at the increasingly slim daughter in front of him, Song Guogong suddenly realized it at this moment.

I am old.

"Yes."

Song Jinyue replied respectfully, but the alienation in her tone couldn't be hidden.

Song Guogong didn't say anything more after all, and let her back out.

After leaving Aunt Tian's courtyard, Song Jinyue looked up at Song Jinxi's courtyard.

These days, Song Jinxi stays behind closed doors.

It was as if there was no such person in the mansion.

Shen's mother and daughter are calm now.

In the evening, the Empress Dowager's decree was sent to the Duke's Mansion, and Song Jinxi was named the fifth prince's official concubine. The wedding date was set on the sixth day of the next month. Counting the time, it would only take about twenty days.

The wedding date can be set in such a hasty manner, after all, the royal family has the intention to cover up this scandal.

It's just that Song Jinyue never expected that the Empress Dowager would help Song Jinxi get the position of concubine.

In the past two days, the old people around my mother have already lived in Ming Zhuxuan.

Mingzhuxuan was a little busier than before.

Nanny Tian and Nanny Yuan took care of all the affairs of Ming Zhuxuan.

The rest of the maidservants stood guard outside.

Xiangqin and Xiangzhu went to Anfu Hutong, and stayed with Xiangwu and Sanming temporarily.

It's inconvenient to live in the Duke's mansion, Sanming has to guard Yan'er, while Xiangqin and Xiangzhu are watching the Jingzhao Yamen and Xunchengsi together.

At present, the accident of father falling off the horse has not been found out yet.

Xiang Wu has been guarding the nephew who is in contact with the old lady.

Just wait for Wu Zuo to test out the results of his father's horse, and then arrest the old lady's nephew.

At night, after Song Jinyue took a rest, there was a strange noise from the coffin by the window.

She didn't make a sound, got up and put on her coat, and walked to the window coffin.

"Who?" She didn't rush to open the window.

"Second Miss, I'm Xiang Wu." Xiang Wu's voice came from outside the window.

Song Jinyue frowned slightly, then pushed open the window, looked at Xiang Wu, and asked, "But what happened?"

Xiang Wu frowned tightly, with an anxious expression on his face. He nodded, took out the envelope from his pocket, handed it to Song Jinyue, and said, "Xiang Shu sent it, but Second Miss..."

He paused for a moment, and then said: "The messenger is dead."

Song Jinyue paused when she took the envelope, her expression darkened suddenly, "What's going on?"

"Poisoned."

Just one sentence, but Song Jinyue's heart trembled violently.

The person who sent the letter was the guard who brought Xiang Shu from Zhangfu to Dingzhou, and it was a letter written by the second son of Zhang's family. The guard was cautious along the way.

But who knows, at a place dozens of miles away from the capital, because of thirst, he stopped to have a cup of tea.

Unexpectedly, he was plotted against.

The man tried his best to get rid of the people chasing behind him, found Xiang Wu in a smear, and after handing the letter to Xiang Wu, he lost his breath.

Xiang Wu didn't care about his grief, and placed the guard's body properly.

Hastily delivered the letter.

Song Jinyue's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, but the letter in her hand was as heavy as a thousand catties.

She lowered her eyes and was stunned for a moment. When she raised her eyes, she covered up the shock just now, and said instead: "Xiang Wu, Anfu Hutong can't be lived anymore. We will change to another place tomorrow."