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

Chapter 207 Luckily Not Dead

The prince's health is gradually recovering now, Song Jinyue stayed for a while and then left.

Before leaving, she just sent the invitations that she had prepared to everyone.

Two days later, Qin Sheng will be hired.

After leaving Zhang's mansion, Song Jinyue got into the carriage. Instead of going anywhere else, she went straight back to the Duke's mansion.

As soon as he entered the gate of the mansion, he saw Guanshi Song leading people to wrap the black-painted porch pillars with red silk.

Seeing her return, Guanshi Song came forward, saluted, and said with a smile: "Second Miss, these are all ordered by the Duke, and the Duke also said that because of the old lady's funeral, the gate is closed. It's not easy to get popular, but after all, it's your next betrothal banquet, the mansion should be well-arranged and festive."

"Song Guan has been bothered."

After some politeness, she took people back to the backyard.

There was no one in the corridor, so she looked at Qiu Yun and asked, "Qiu Yun, have Mrs. Shen and her elder sister been doing well these two days?"

Qiu Yun took a step forward, and then replied: "Second Miss, Mrs. Shen and Miss Chen haven't had any trouble today."

Song Jinyue thought of Shen's appearance before, and thought how could she be so peaceful with her temperament.

Previously, my father's original plan was to send Mrs. Shen to Zhuangzi to be imprisoned after the elder sister got married.

But right now, it is not known whether the wedding between He Yuanzhu and Song Jinxi will go smoothly.

Thinking of her engagement banquet two days later, Song Jinyue suddenly thought of Qin Wan. Counting the days, she should have arrived early, so she couldn't help motioning for Qiu Yun to come forward, and then whispered, "Qiu Yun, go and see Look, see if there are any letters from Dingzhou recently."

Qiu Yun nodded, and then hurriedly left.

As early as the second lady was whispering to Qiu Yun, San Ming consciously took a few steps back and guarded the area for the two of them.

After Qiu Yun left, Song Jinyue called out: "Sanming, come with me to see Mrs. Shen."

"Yes."

Only then did San Ming step forward and followed behind the second young lady.

She is the only person living in Shen's huge courtyard now, but it has only been a while, and everywhere she looks is desolate and gray.

The door was ajar, Sanming stepped forward and pushed the door open.

The rare treasures that were originally placed in the house have long since disappeared.

Song Jinyue ordered people to take out all the valuables in Shen's house and sell them at a low price.

Except for the tables, chairs and Duobaoge shelves in the house, she has not touched these large items.

A chill hit the room.

It's really not that Song Jinyue ordered people to treat Shen Shi harshly, but now she is no longer the master of the Duke's Mansion, and the people under her will inevitably look down on Shen Shi.

Song Jinyue didn't bother to care.

Shen shi curled up on the couch, her whole body looked very pale, her breath was like a gossamer.

Hearing the movement at the door, he only turned his eyes and glanced at the direction of the door, without moving a bit.

On the low stool next to the bed was the white porridge that had already been frozen with a thin layer of ice, and there were two steamed buns and some side dishes on two small plates, and there was no other food.

Song Jinyue raised her eyebrows slightly, but there were not many ups and downs in her heart.

She stood in front of the couch, condescendingly looking down at Shen who was lying on the couch like a dead tree.

The corners of his lips curled up, and the smile in his eyes seemed to hide sharp knives.

The words that came out of his mouth seemed to be indifferent and somewhat playful.

"Mrs. Shen, are you unable to hold on anymore?"

Shen's brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes were shaking angrily, but her body was weak, she wished she could sit up and tear the face in front of her.

Song Jinyue covered her lips with her hands and smiled coquettishly, with a playful attitude, "I'll go in later and tell my eldest sister that you're dying."

"I don't know if Eldest Sister knows that you are going to die, will she ask Father? After all, after you are dead, Eldest Sister will be married."

Her laughter was unrestrained and unrestrained, but Shen's face turned red in vain.

But there is nothing I can do.

"Madam Shen, don't worry, I will give you the money for a straw mat with great mercy."

Song Jinyue spread her hands, looking like a kind person.

Immediately ignoring Mrs. Shen, she took Sanming and left Mrs. Shen's courtyard.

Just after she left the yard, she told the guard at the door: "Please ask a doctor to show Mrs. Shen, don't let her die of illness."

The young servant didn't know that Mrs. Shen was ill, and the maidservant who went in to deliver meals every day didn't mention it either.

Naturally, I was a little flustered in my heart. It can be seen that the second lady does not seem to be asking for guilt, so I feel relieved.

"Yes, the little one went to see the doctor."

San Ming was extremely puzzled, why the second lady wanted to find a doctor for Shen.

It was inevitable to be distracted by following Miss Er, at some point, Miss Er actually stopped listening, San Ming didn't notice, and bumped into Miss Er's back.

She hurriedly knelt on the ground and apologized again and again: "Second miss, the servant girl should die!"

Song Jinyue leaned over and reached out to support Sanming, shaking her head and said, "It's okay, get up quickly."

Seeing that Sanming seemed confused, Song Jinyue understood why she was confused.

Then he said: "You must want to ask me, why do you need a doctor for Mrs. Shen."

Sanming nodded slightly while standing up from the ground.

But Song Jinyue couldn't count the reasons for this.

Casually explained: "Master Qin will be hired in two days, and the wedding date is set at the next 29 years. If Mrs. Shen dies at this time, it will be unlucky. Although she has been abandoned by her father, I don't have to give up because of it." It's not beautiful for my stepmother to keep her filial piety."

After finishing speaking, she said again: "Sanming, go and send a letter to your sister, saying that Mrs. Shen is terminally ill, and ask her to go and have a look."

This time, San Ming didn't ask any more questions, and sent the Second Miss back to Ming Zhuxuan, and then she went to the eldest lady's courtyard.

Song Jinyue sat down and took a sip of tea when Qiu Yun opened the door and came in.

She shook her head slightly, and Song Jinyue understood that there was no letter from Dingzhou, and no news from Qin Wan.

She felt a little upset.

Although Qin Sheng never asked about it, she had mentioned it to him before, and Qin Wan would be back in a short time.

She couldn't help frowning, walking back and forth in the house.

Did something happen in Dingzhou?
She was worried, but she couldn't tell her grandmother about it.

Right now, Xiang Wu and Xiang Shu are all in Dingzhou, and there is no reliable messenger around her for a while.

Song Zhi's name flashed in his mind.

But she shook her head quickly, slandering in her heart, Song Zhi didn't fully trust her in the matter of Dingzhou.

But right now, there is no one else to deliver the letter.

After thinking about it and weighing the pros and cons, she finally made up her mind.

"Qiu Yun, call Song Zhilai."

"Yes."

Qiu Yun guessed in her heart that her young lady wanted to send Song Zhi to Dingzhou to deliver a letter. After all, Dingzhou hadn't received a letter recently.

Miss Qin was uneasy, and she was also uneasy. After all, Miss Qin Wan was still in Dingzhou, so she didn't know what was going on now.

After Qiu Yun went out, Song Jinyue got up to go to the study.

At this moment, Nanny Yuan opened the door and walked in, holding the bright red cloth in her hands, with a kind smile.

"Second Miss, the Duke ordered someone to find these fabrics from the warehouse to make your wedding dress. Take a look and see which one you like."

(End of this chapter)