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

This Avalokitesvara Temple is actually not that big, about the same size as a second-entry house in the capital.

Shen took her daughter to the Guanyin statue, knelt on the futon, prayed sincerely, and worshiped again.

Song Jinyue stood behind Shen's mother and daughter, folded her hands together, and bowed down to worship.

Never knelt down.

Listening carefully to the movement of Mrs. Shen and her elder sister Song Jinxi, she heard the two get up, and she opened her eyes. Seeing that she did not kneel down, Mrs. Shen clicked tsk, took her daughter's hand and walked out of the Guanyin Temple .

Song Jinyue didn't stay long, and followed her out.

"Yue'er, it wasn't mother who said you, today is praying for your father anyway, why don't you know how to kneel down and pray for your father?"

"Or, do you hate your father for sending you to Yunquan Villa for five years?"

Shen shi has a motherly heart and earnestly teaches, but her voice does not have the slightest intention to lower her voice.

I saw the ladies and young ladies around me who originally came to the temple to pray for blessings secretly looking at them.

"Mother, why are you panicking? My daughter just wants to protect her eldest sister. After all, the grandson in her belly is the most important thing."

Song Jinyue sneered, and without knowing where the strength came from, she suddenly pushed Aunt Zhao away who was standing in front of Shen's mother and daughter.

This uneasy premonition was gradually confirmed as the carriage shook violently.

Song Jinxi snorted softly, cast a sidelong glance, but ignored her.

Radiant and a bit charming.

There were many twists and turns, because of Song Jinyue's short data, everyone guessed a thing or two in their hearts.

Everyone thought that Song Jinyue was going to do something to Shen's mother and daughter, but Song Jinyue just gave a chuckle of disdain.

She didn't pause at all, every word was like a sharp knife.

After seeing the situation clearly, he put down the curtain of the car, leaned over to the young lady, and whispered: "Miss, Song Zhi and Song Qing led people one by one to protect them."

"what are you going to do!"

Everything around her has fallen into her ears and eyes.

Song Jinyue's pupils gradually dilated, and her face was pale without a trace of blood. She remembered the tragic scene of the palace change, where her dearest relative died tragically in a pool of blood.

There was a bit of displeasure in Shen's voice, Mother Zhao protected Shen's mother and daughter behind her, but she didn't dare to look directly at the second young lady.

Shen couldn't help frowning, Song Jinxi saw her approaching step by step like an asura, anxiety and panic gradually surged in her heart, and she cowered in her mother's arms, only daring to secretly look at this once well-behaved and gentle second sister.

"Returning to Madam, she said that the official road was sealed by the official, so the coachman took the small road back to the city."

Mrs. Shen seemed to see Song Jinyue's doubts, looked at Zhao Nanny at the side, and ordered: "Zhao Nanny, go and ask what's going on."

Why did he suddenly change his way back to the city?

Thinking about it, this stepmother is not a kind person.

She shook her head slightly, gently pushed Qiu Yun away, turned her head to look at Shen's mother and daughter, and saw that they were hugging each other, but there was no trace of panic in her eyes.

All of them lost their breath, leaving only a cold corpse.

Song Jinyue saluted everyone, and smiled like a red plum blossom in winter.

She became more and more suspicious that Mrs. Shen had arranged a big gift for her on the way.

There was also the tragic sound of beating and killing.

She glanced at Qiu Yun, Qiu Yun understood, stretched her neck out quickly, and looked around the carriage.

A soft, low voice with a trembling voice gradually pulled her gaze back.

The way out of the city, Song Jinyue counted the distance, and it only took an hour.

But in a short while, Mother Zhao turned back.

"Mother, how do you know that your daughter has never prayed for your father? Although I am not your biological child, you are also the second wife of my father who carried a big sedan chair and was so beautiful."

Song Jinyue looked at Shen and her elder sister Song Jinxi, bowed slightly, and then sat down beside Song Jinxi.

Song Jinyue smiled lightly.

"Although you were just my father's concubine before, after my mother passed away, my father married you into the family only a few months later. After all these years of grievances from you as a concubine, is it possible that my mother can't tolerate it like this?" My stepdaughter?"

In the carriage, Song Jinxi was sitting beside Shen Shi, and she seemed to be whispering something to Shen Shi just now, but when she saw Song Jinyue come in through the curtain of the carriage, the mother and daughter stopped chatting.

Qiu Yun shrank her neck in fear, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The calm appearance of Shen's mother and daughter made her more uneasy, but she didn't know whether the twenty guards of the Duke's Mansion were reliable.

Only then did Song Jinyue feel more at ease.

But on the way back, the carriage was visibly bumpy.

His eyes were full of helplessness.

After Zhao mama yelled at the coachman, the carriage started slowly.

Song Jinyue turned sideways and lifted the curtain of the car beside her. Although she was not familiar with this road, she could see the clues when she took a closer look.

Only then did she follow Shen out of the Guanyin Temple, and got into the carriage of Shen's mother and daughter.

But when she saw her young lady, she immediately ignored her fear, and hurriedly hugged her young lady in her arms, murmuring, "Miss, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is a servant girl to protect you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

She stared at Song Jinxi coldly.

Song Jinyue smiled slightly, and said casually: "Big sister, I'm not a scourge, you don't have to be like this, and I won't eat you up."

At this time, all the women in Guanyin Temple looked at Shen with strange eyes.

There was a violent sound of sword clashing outside.

Seeing her like this, Shen felt bad in her heart.

This is not an official road, but a trail.

It's so good, how come the official road was suddenly sealed today?
Following the speculation in her heart, a sense of uneasiness gradually came to her heart.

Shen surreptitiously glared at Song Jinyue, then led her daughter Song Jinxi out of the Guanyin Temple, and hurried into the carriage.

Shen's didn't expect that she was just asking casually, but this little bitch actually said these words.

Shen shi hugged her daughter, but never paid any attention to Song Jinyue.

Some people outside the carriage wailed, some cried in shock, some sobbed softly...

With a cold face, Song Jinyue walked towards the two of them step by step.

He sat down beside Song Jinxi all of a sudden, holding Song Jinxi's arm tightly with both hands.

But Song Jinyue never relaxed, glanced at Qiu Yun, and signaled her to cheer up.

Shen looked at Song Jinyue with disdain in her eyes.

As if avoiding some scourge.

Just after taking her seat, Song Jinxi moved her body to Shen's side again.

The slack pupils gradually became clear and bright.

"Yes."

Walking is the official road, the road is flat.

Shen's mother and daughter want to kill her?Then before she dies, she will definitely drag Song Jinxi to be her back!

Song Jinyue took a golden hairpin from her bun and held it firmly in her hand.

Song Jinxi's body trembled violently, she looked at her mother in panic, wanting to ask for help.

Shen wanted to push away Song Jinyue's hand that was firmly holding onto her daughter's arm.

Suddenly, Song Jinyue's face turned cold, and she looked at Shen Shi. The sunlight fell through the curtain of the car and fell on the golden hairpin she was holding tightly in her hand. It’s not good if you accidentally hurt your big sister.”