One Child and Two Treasures: The Divine Doctor's Daughter

Chapter 541

Mrs. Hou hated that wooden hairpin very much.

She hated the rest of her life, and during the decades she was with Song Qing, she spent most of her time hating her. After Bai Yunqian's death, Song Qing was really depressed for a while, and even slept in the study every night, talking to her She didn't even bother to do it as a superficial couple, and she had been looking for this hairpin all the time.

Found it, destroy it.

I searched for a long time, but couldn't find it. Later, I thought, it would be good to have it gone. Song Qing can't see things and think about others, and she doesn't need to have evil thoughts.

Originally, Song Qing thought that he buried that person in his heart, but unexpectedly, he passed this immortal fire to Song Zihang.

And Song Zihang, the man with half of her blood flowing through his body, almost fell into the situation of the Bai family's daughter like a moth to a flame.

"Relying on Jiang Jinyue, you don't know the meaning of this jade hairpin, so you gave it to her forcefully, but how cruel is the old lady of the Hou's mansion? I'm afraid that if she sees this wooden hairpin, she will take a look at all your intestines. It's clear, Jinyue is already married to the prince, and they already have a child. If her heart is not on the prince, you can still fight for it, but now, she has returned the wooden hairpin. I still don't understand the meaning of that ?"

Mrs. Hou became very angry, facing Song Zihang, all the resentment she had accumulated for so many years towards Bai Yunqian burst out, and every word she said turned into a sharp knife, piercing Song Zihang's heart one by one.

"Even when I have to go out of the city tonight, I still have to take the time to ask someone to return the wooden hairpin to me. She thought you didn't know the meaning of the hairpin, so she thought about it and returned it to me. How appropriate. People, if it is not a last resort, I am afraid that you will misunderstand and I will misunderstand, why do you think she did this?"

"Zihang, listen to your mother, go back to bed and continue to sleep now, no matter what happens in the capital, our Yuanshan Hou Mansion will be fine."

"Mother!"

Song Zihang pursed his lips, the expression on his face was colder than the cold weather outside.

Madam Hou was taken aback.

Her son, she thinks she knows best. The man in front of her has been sick since childhood. Every doctor shakes her head after diagnosis. Man has worn away the vitality of his body.

He loves sandalwood, Buddhist scriptures, tea ceremony, and everything that is peaceful and warm.

When everyone was saying that he would not live long, he was just indifferent, as if he had accepted such a fate from birth.

Many years ago, I fell ill in the marquis of Dingguo's mansion. After I came back, I had a fever for three days and talked a lot of nonsense. Even so, I said softly to the Xiao family who fell into the frozen lake first: "Don't I’m crying, it’s because I’m in poor health, if my death can get your life back, it’s worth it.”

After waking up, he even held her hand and said in a low voice: "Mother, the child is not filial, but he respects father and mother very much. If the child accidentally leaves first, the mother and father must have another child. If the child is with you If you are destined, I will come back to look for you again, if not, I will take care of the mother's child in a place that you don't know."

How old was he then?To be able to say such comforting words, how soft and gentle a person can be to comfort her without first worrying about his own death?

It's like this kind of child who has been gentle in his bones since he was a child, and when he grows up, he suddenly falls in love with someone he can't like. Since then, it seems to have inspired years of rebellion in the past, and he will never come back.

Song Zihang covered his stomach and closed his eyes deeply: "Mother doesn't think about me, she should also think about King Zong, and father."

Yuan Shanhou took Li Zongyu with him in his early years, and the military general was most convinced that he was stronger than himself, and Li Zongyu was extremely talented and powerful, and his destiny brought the killing and cutting decisively in formation. Over the years, there has never been a second Heart.

Now the Marquis of Yuanshan is trapped in the snow disaster, and there is still an excuse for not going all out to rescue them, but they are in the capital. Although Song Zihang is called Li Zongyu Twelfth Uncle on the surface, in private, it can be said that they grew up together. Big man, there is such a big commotion in the palace now, and they haven't taken action to save him, how can Song Qing and Li Zongyu confide in the future?
"All my life, I've thought too much about your father."

Madam Hou touched the tears on her face, her tone had regained her composure, and she looked at Song Zihang.

"Zihang, I'm just like you. I can't just watch my husband and son rush into the Bai family. I have already sent people over to the palace. If Jiang Jinyue can't guard the palace, those people will I will watch Fazi come back with some injuries."

"Mother? Why did you become like this?"

Song Zihang hardly dared to recognize Mrs. Hou in front of him. The upright and generous mother in his mind collapsed in an instant on this night.

Mrs. Hou turned her head again, she has always been strong, dare to love and hate, her mother told her when she was a child, if she has such a character, if she meets a man who loves and protects her, life will be prosperous.

It's a pity that she overestimated herself and fell in love with a man who didn't love her. As a result, her whole life was ruined here.

"Zihang, people's hearts can't always be in the same direction. I thought that when Jinyue could become my daughter-in-law, I would naturally treat her well in every possible way. I hope she can treat you well, but she can't be my daughter-in-law anymore. I can't watch My son went to die for her."

From a different perspective, Mrs. Hou stood in her position, it was her duty to help Jiang Jinyue, but it was her duty not to help Jiang Jinyue.

But Song Zihang was different.

Song Zihang clutched his stomach, because the internal organs were not well-repaired, he would only feel a convulsive pain in his stomach, one after another, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Mother, I can't do it. If I don't go, I will regret it for the rest of my life. If something happens to sister Yue, even if I know it's not my mother's fault, I will hate my mother and myself in the future."

Song Zihang pursed his lips, handed the cloak in his hand to Zichu who was next to him, and said in a low voice: "Call everyone, no matter you can fight or not, follow me."

"Zihang! Song Zihang! Do you really think that no one knows what you did? You say I'm selfish, isn't our mother and son the same people? How much news has Zongwang sent to you? I went to rescue him with the news, but you, have you ever told Jiang Jinyue that those were all given by King Zong?"

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Song Zihang stopped in his tracks.

Mrs. Hou looked at her son's back, feeling very complicated: "You made Jiang Jinyue think that Li Zongyu had given up on her and her child, what were you thinking? If you rescued her today and King Zong came back, the two of them By the way, where did you put your father and the entire Marquis of Yuanshan Mansion?"

So, at the end of the day, they are both mother and son.

Song Zihang was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry for the lord this time."

A person who is used to kindness suddenly does something bad one day, and his heart is like a rotating sharp triangle hidden in his heart, which hurts all the time.

"Yes, you're sorry for him just this once, and what you get in return may be the destruction of the entire Marquis of Yuanshan. Song Zihang, I don't believe you haven't thought about this result."

There was a hint of despair in Madam Hou's voice.

"If you really want to go, why don't you wait until Jiang Jinyue is captured by the Eight Kings, and then you can find a way to save him. At that time, you can still enjoy Jiang Jinyue's gratitude. You are better off than if you rescued him now. will all be revealed.”

The small inner room suddenly fell silent, only the sound of wind whistling outside.

Song Zihang stood by the screen, looking down at the painted embroidery on the screen.

Little red plums, tough and elegant, but like soaked in blood.

Jiang Jinyue
(End of this chapter)