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Chapter 452 She is my reverse scale (4)
It's not unreasonable for Song Yuanqing to say this. Even if Song Xueyi's talent for refining medicine is real, is the talent for martial arts real?
His eyes were calm, which was a sign of confidence. He was convinced that his talent was hard to find in the world, and even Song Xueyi might not be able to compare with him.

Hearing this, Song Xueyi raised her eyes and looked at him.

The two looked at each other for only a short second, but it made the surrounding air stagnate, and the atmosphere was like the calm before the storm, depressing and violent.

Tonight, Song Xueyi and Lingjiu stayed at Prince Renjun's mansion.

The change of clothes carefully sent by the servants was waved away by them.

Because he carries the Qiankun Spirit Artifact on his body, it is very convenient no matter where he goes.

While Song Xueyi was wiping her wet hair, Lingjiu asked about the Song family, "Song Ronghe doesn't have a wife or children?"

At the banquet last night, I met Song Yuanqing's family. The other Song family members have at least one son and a half daughter, but Song Ronghe, who is the head of the family, did not see his wife and children.

Song Xueyi explained softly: "Song Ronghe only married one woman, and after that woman died unexpectedly, he swore never to marry again."

Lingjiu asked in surprise, "Not a single woman?"

"No." Song Xueyi smiled, running her slender fingers through her hair.

The spirit dove was pressed comfortably, leaned into his arms with a whimper, and let out a soft sigh.

No wonder at the banquet, when Song Ronghe said the words of respecting the person who is dedicated to feelings, she felt that his feelings did not want to be fake.This person really values ​​love and righteousness. Since he can be dedicated to that woman and she has not changed for many years after her death, then he should not be a cunning and cunning person.

"I still haven't found that person at this banquet." Lingjiu half-closed her eyes and said.

Song Xueyi comforted: "I will see you someday."

"Yeah." There was no other voice in response.

Song Xueyi waited for her to fall asleep before gently picking her up and walking to the bed.

Under the same autumn night and moonlight, there is a courtyard wing room in the south.

Song Yuanqing was sitting on a chair, watching Song Rongxian walking back and forth in front of him, and finally stood in a place looking at himself with a vague expression.

He was not in a hurry to speak, and waited for Song Rongxian to speak.

Shen Yuya on the side pushed Song Rongxian, "Is there anything you can't say to Yuan Qing?"

Song Rongxian snorted heavily, but when he spoke to Song Yuanqing, there was no trace of resentment in his tone, "Yuanqing, you didn't understand your father's wink before?"

Song Yuanqing said: "Understood."

"Then why do you still let that evil seed in!" Song Rongxian said.

Song Yuan said calmly: "He is the blood of the Song family."

"The Song family doesn't need his bloodline!"

"Father." A hint of doubt flashed in Song Yuan's calm eyes, "You are too repulsive to Song Xueyi."

Song Rongxian was startled.

"As far as I know, Song Xueyi hasn't met you more than three times, and he hasn't done anything to harm you in the past."

A trace of panic flashed in Song Rongxian's eyes, and he said forcefully: "Everything I do is for you!"

Song Yuanqing's face turned cold, "For me." He slowly raised his head and looked directly at Song Rongxian, "Even though Song Xueyi is very talented, I, Song Yuanqing, will only be better."

As his own father, Song Rongxian couldn't face his oppressive eyes, and with a guilty conscience, he couldn't hold on for long before dodging.

"Father, you didn't hide anything from me." Song Yuanqing's mind was sharper than the average person's, and he could tell his strangeness at a glance.

"What can I hide from you, what can I hide from you!" Song Rongxian raised his head with an angry look on his face, but when he looked at Song Yuanqing again, he lost his courage and deterrence in front of his son, and said helplessly: "My Even a father can't speak against you, it seems that your grandfather has to step in."

"It's nothing to do with dad and grandpa at this time, I don't think I did anything wrong." Song Yuanqing stood up.

Under Song Rongxian's tangled gaze, he walked out and said, "Song Xueyi's talent is indeed remarkable. Introducing him into the Song family will be of great help to the Song family's plans and growth. If Dad is worried that he will rob My position is unnecessary."

"Yuan Qing!"

Song Yuanqing didn't stop, and stepped out of the door, leaving only the sound echoing in the ears of Song Rongxian and his wife.

"What's mine will only be mine."

"If he Song Xueyi can really snatch my position, I can only say that my skills are inferior to others, and my talent is inferior to him."

"The prosperity of the Song family just needs a genius like him."

It's just that there is one last sentence, Song Yuanqing didn't say it, but echoed in his mind.

I will not lose to him.

In the wing room, Song Rongxian watched Song Yuanqing leave, and was so anxious that he slapped down, making a huge hole in the ground.

"Who taught this child his temper!" His words were full of anger, but his eyes were filled with relief.

Shen Yuya frowned and said: "This Song Xueyi is really weird. Logically speaking, he should have died a long time ago. Who knows that a peach blossom fairy came here, master, is it true that he just watched them enter the Song family like this?" , can't you learn from the Song family?"

Song Rongxian's face changed constantly, and then he said: "I still have to invite my father out of the mountain."

When Shen Yuya heard this, her face gradually relaxed.

In one night, the news that Song Xueyi had entered Prince Renzun's mansion spread to the ears of all interested people.

Yun Moran first learned that Lingjiu had a palace banquet, which caused tension between the Shen family of the Song family and them. The smile on the corner of his mouth just got up, and then he couldn't help but down again when he got the news.

If Song Xueyi really had a heart-to-heart relationship with Song Zu's family, with his identity as a pharmacist and all the hidden backgrounds behind him that have not been found out, he doesn't know how much benefit it will bring to Song Zu's family.In this way, can the royal family of Renzun still be controlled by the royal family?

"Your Majesty, I don't think the Song family may be sincere to King Bai Bi." Liu Que said from the side.

Yun Moran asked: "How do you say that?"

Liu Que said: "Now is the time when the two states are fighting and it is best to make military contributions, but the Song family has brought Song Xueyi into the family, which means to cultivate it well, but this is also tantamount to cutting him off from leading the army to make contributions. A chance to fight for prestige. And whether the King Renzhao family will really hand over the family's unique knowledge to him, a branch genius who came halfway, is another matter."

Yun Moran's eyes lit up, and he heard Liu Que say, "Besides, Song Xueyi's arrival is also an obstacle for King Qiyun. If Song Xueyi is really valued by King Renxuan, can Song Yuanqing really feel at ease?" If Song Xueyi's talent is stronger than that of Song Yuanqing, it will be unknown who will inherit King Renzhao's foundation for thousands of years. After all, King Renzun has no children under his knees, so anyone can guess Not in his mind."

(End of this chapter)