The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

In the end, the two groups of people naturally broke up unhappy.

But Bai Kong was not so stubborn anymore, because Song Yao said something to him.

"Jingguo's luck is on the prince, as long as the prince's luck is there, Jingguo's luck will be there."

He hesitated again and again, although he was dubious about this sentence, but...

Jingguo's luck has declined recently, maybe it's because of Ji Chuan... yes, Ji Chuan and Cheng Qiqi have an unmarried affair.

Could it be that Cheng Qiqi would absorb Ji Chuan's luck to strengthen himself? ?
The more Bai Kong thought about it, the more confused he became, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, he will live in the palace first, and then make a decision.

……

"Master!" In the Song Mansion, the Yu family chased Song Yingli and cried, "Wenwen is also your daughter, she has been punished to be a slave in Ye Ting now, isn't this a slap in the face of our Song family?!"

Hearing this, Song Yingli felt a little irritated. He glanced at Mrs. Yu impatiently, and said, "Who is with you and our Song family? What does the Song family have to do with you?"

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me?!" Yu's eyes widened, and she said displeasedly, "No matter what I say, I gave birth to a daughter for you! She is also the mistress of the Song family!"

"Heh!" Song Yingli took a deep breath, "Don't think that I don't know about you and that Wang Jianguo, Song Wen is not my kind at all, and I am afraid that you have been the wife of a first-rank official with me for so many years. I feel at a loss."

"Besides, Song Wen, being the daughter of a family for more than ten years, isn't that enough?" Song Yingli looked at Mrs. Yu coldly, and said indifferently, "You have been treating Yaoyao harshly behind my back all these years. Let's take this account slowly. Calculate."

Yu's eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Song Yingli in disbelief.

how come? ?How would he know? ! !

it's over...

……

Meanwhile, inside the palace.

In the imperial garden, Song Wen hid behind the bushes, looked at Emperor Jing who was wandering around the imperial garden, and bit her lip.

She is now dressed as a court lady, holding a pair of large scissors, pruning branches and leaves in the imperial garden.

This is also an errand she had come to ask for with great difficulty, and it was much better than washing clothes and pails.

Besides, only in the Imperial Garden can one have the opportunity to meet Emperor Jing.

Seeing Emperor Jing sitting down in the gazebo, Song Wen pursed her lips and approached cautiously.

She hesitated for a while, and just as she made up her mind, she saw Concubine Yuan Gui appearing not far away, walking towards the gazebo.

"The concubine sees Your Majesty." Concubine Yuan Gui looked at Emperor Jing with a smile and said softly.

Seeing this, Emperor Jing smiled and said, "My concubine will be free soon."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Well, come and sit."

Concubine Yuan Gui walked over and sat next to Emperor Jing. The two seemed to be talking and laughing, which made Song Wen very uncomfortable.

After a while, seeing that Concubine Yuan Gui didn't intend to leave yet, Song Wen couldn't wait any longer.

Without any further hesitation, she trotted into the gazebo, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, she knelt down in front of Emperor Jing with a bang.

"See Your Majesty, see Your Royal Concubine."

Seeing this, Emperor Jing frowned and didn't say anything.

"Hey, isn't this the fourth girl of the Song family?" Concubine Yuan Gui raised her eyebrows, smiled coquettishly, and said quietly, "I've heard about your matter, so it's better to go to Yeting to renovate, so you don't have to move What shouldn't you be thinking about?"

Hearing this, Song Wen pursed her lips tightly, feeling very dissatisfied in her heart, seeing that Emperor Jing had no intention of speaking for her, Song Wen's heart was half cold.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she said: "Yes, I was punished to go to the court. The servant has no complaints and understands His Majesty's painstaking efforts."

"It's just... this servant has never done such rough work. It's really difficult. Your Majesty, this servant is wrong. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me!" Song Wen said with a choked voice, then bent down and kowtowed.

Seeing this, Emperor Jing frowned, his expression flashed with impatience, and he said lightly: "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing better than good. However, the deadline has not yet come. You have to stay in Ye Ting now."

"Time limit?" Song Wen was stunned for a moment, puzzled.

"That's right." Emperor Jing narrowed his eyes, "There is still one year."

"For the next year, you will stay in Yeting." After finishing speaking, Emperor Jing's face was tense, he ignored Song Wen, and strode away.

Seeing this, Concubine Yuan Gui raised the corners of her mouth and said softly, "Respectfully, Your Majesty."

She glanced at Song Wen, who was still kneeling on the ground, who hadn't recovered from her senses, and said indifferently: "This year, you will stay in Ye Ting obediently, and don't play any tricks to offend His Majesty."

After finishing speaking, Concubine Yuan Gui curled the corners of her mouth, walked past Song Wen in small steps, and said calmly, "Mulberry, let's go."

"Yes."

Soon, Concubine Yuan Gui and the palace people she brought also walked away, and only Song Wen, who was dressed in a court lady's attire and was still kneeling on the ground, was left in the gazebo.

No...it can't go on like this! !

One year, the whole year, she will spend in Ye Ting, be a court lady that everyone can bully! ?

Song Wen returned to Yeting in a daze, and wanted to go back to her room to rest after crossing the courtyard.

"Song Wen, are you done with your work?" The aunt in charge asked with a frown as she looked at the distraught Song Wen.

"Ah, aunt." Song Wen was stunned for a moment, then saluted, and said, "My work is done."

"Finished? Do you think there is still work that can be done in Ye Ting??" The aunt in charge raised her eyebrows, chuckled, and said, "Go, there are still a few buckets of unwashed clothes over there."

Hearing this, Song Wen turned her head to look at the large barrels of clothes, and then at her aunt in charge. Under her threatening gaze, she dared not say much, but could only accept her fate and obediently went to wash the clothes.

It wasn't until late at night that she dragged her tired body back to the house.

Song Wen didn't live in this house alone, plus she herself, there were also eight court ladies.

She looked at her increasingly rough hands and felt depressed.

At this time, another court lady in the same room glanced at Song Wen with disdain, and said arrogantly: "Hey, why are you working so hard? It's so late."

"Are the four girls of the Song family so downcast now?!"

As soon as these words came out, the other people in the room roared with laughter.

Song Wen pursed her lips, and said displeasedly: "No matter how I say it, I'm still the daughter of the Song family, and I won't allow you to slander her!"

"Oh?" The court lady chuckled lightly, and said lightly, "The third daughter of the Song family is also a daughter-in-law, and now she is the respected Jing'an County Lord, what about you?"

"Why is it that the same is the daughter of the prostitute, and the gap is still so big??"

"You!!" Song Wen gritted her teeth, her eyes widened angrily, and she looked at the maid.

"Why? Dissatisfied?" The court lady curled her lips, "It doesn't matter what your background is, this is Ye Ting, you can't be your daughter."

"Besides, there are many people in this palace who don't like the Song family."