Prince Marrys into Farming Family

However, Song Xiangsi felt that no matter how powerful this person's identity was, it would not have much to do with her being a little girl who was born in a poor mountain. Therefore, she maintained her usual indifferent attitude as she shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently, "So, what do you want to express?"

Seeing her ask this, the corner of Meng Ling Xuan's mouth curled up. A trace of satisfaction flashed across his dark eyes. He continued, "So, that one hundred taels can only be considered a little bit of benefit. How can it cover all your saving grace?"

After thinking for a moment, he continued, "Moreover, your mother was not saved."

At the mention of this, an almost undetectable sadness flashed across Song Xiangsi's eyes. In her previous life, she had never had a mother since she was young. She had grown up alone and had never felt any maternal love.

Living a new life again, it wasn't easy for him to get a cheap mother who doted on her. Before he could properly experience his mother's love, the other party had already gone, and it was to save her.

Song Xiangsi sighed as she tilted her head to think. Even though her mother could not save her, at that time, this man had unreservedly taken out silver to save her heart. He was worthy of her gratitude.

Therefore, she thought for a moment and nodded her head in agreement, "That's good. You can stay with us before your family finds you."

Seeing that she had finally nodded her head in agreement, the corner of Meng Ling Xuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch, revealing a satisfied smile. "Then it's a deal."

Song Xiangsi was speechless. Did this person know what modesty was? Didn't it say that the ancient people of the world should be very reserved?

She pursed her lips, drank all the water in the cup in one gulp, and then heavily placed it on the table. She said in a deep voice, "It's not impossible for you to stay, but I don't have any extra rooms for you.

Song Xiangsi did not lie when he said that. The Song Clan was originally poor, and Song Dabao, that poor Elementary Scholar, had relied on his studies for two years to feel that they were all of inferior quality.

He had never been able to work in the fields before, but since née Wang was greedy for comfort and comfort, even though the Song Family had a scholar, their living conditions were not very decent. Even the rooms that Song Xiangsi and his siblings lived in were as simple as they could get; with the wind blowing in the winter and the rain leaking in the summer, there was no place for Meng Lianxuan to stay under such harsh conditions.

She had originally thought that Meng Ling Xuan's original identity would definitely be a rich and beautiful girl, and that he wouldn't like to live in a woodshed. However, she hadn't expected that he would agree without even thinking.

"Alright."

This caused Song Xiangsi to be slightly surprised. She raised her head and looked at the man with his pair of dark and heavy eyes. His eyes were as dazzling as the stars in the sky, causing her to be sucked in.

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva as she silently cursed the devil in her heart.

The matter was settled like this. After Song Xiangsi properly settled her brother and sister, she went to the woodshed and cleaned up the house for him.

Although she couldn't provide them with a comfortable place to stay, she could still ensure its cleanliness.

Due to the special nature of her profession, Song Xiangsi had always been meticulous in everything she did. Even when she was cleaning, she had to do it to the best of her abilities.

Half a day later, the wooden house that was originally filled with dust had been cleaned by her. Although it was still shabby, it was clean and clean without a single speck of dust.

The Song Family was too poor, they even had no bedding. Song Xiangsi had no other choice but to grit her teeth and take a blanket out of their room, thinking that it shouldn't be a problem for her, her brother and sister to squeeze together two beds.

However, even so, it was still difficult for her to squeeze out another blanket. She could only choose some clean straw to cover him with, and a layer of white bedsheet to cover him, which was considered finished.

Meng Huaxuan was very clear about the financial situation of the Song Family. Seeing that Song Xiangsi was helping him clean up, he was slightly moved. With a thought, he walked forward.

He was a practitioner, and his footsteps were steady and powerful. He barely made a sound.

And at this time, Song Xiangsi was thinking about how to get rid of the Song Family and this embarrassing life. She didn't check and didn't pay attention to it. She suddenly raised her head and was caught off guard as she bumped into Meng Xuanxuan's chin.

"Bah!"

The man let out a loud humph. When Song Xiang thought about his injuries, he could not help but tremble. He subconsciously tried to pull him away, but his foot slipped and both of them fell to the ground.

The man's strong body firmly pressed down on her. This was an extremely ambiguous position, forcing Song Xiangsi's small face to turn blood-red, as if it was about to drip blood.

Meng Ling Xuan was initially astonished by the series of events, but upon seeing the pink and tender face of Song Xiangsi, he realized that it was as clear and translucent as a peach. It must have been very sweet.

As he thought of this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His pair of pitch black eyes gradually had a layer of bright desire colored within.

Sensing the change in the man's mood, Song Xiangsi's body stiffened. Her face turned red as she pushed him away with one hand, causing her to stumble and run outside.

Although she had lived in a modern era and had accepted a more open culture, Song Xiangsi had never truly interacted so closely with a man before.

After running out of the house, Song Xiangsi held onto her chest as she panted heavily. Only after taking another deep breath did she regain her composure.

"Elder sister, what's wrong? Is there a fever? Why is your face so red? "

At this time, Song Xiaoxiao came out of the other room, looking at Song Xiangsi with a confused expression as she asked worriedly.

"Cough …"

A hint of awkwardness appeared on Song Xiangsi's face. With one hand clenched into a fist, she coughed at the side of her mouth, "N-no — it's just that the weather is too hot."

After saying that, she waved her hand guiltily in front of her with a warm look on her face.

Song Xiaoxiao nodded and did not think too much. She turned her head and remembered her purpose. She bit her lips and spoke hesitantly, "Big Sis … "My brother and I are both hungry."

Song Xiangsi stared blankly for a moment before patting her forehead in annoyance. After being busy all morning, she had been disturbed by that Song Dabao again. She had even forgotten to cook for her younger brother and sister. She had truly failed in her duties.

However, after she went back to the kitchen and looked around, she still couldn't find anything to eat. Song Xiangsi had no choice but to take the shabby little basket and head up the mountain, wondering if she could dig some wild vegetables to satisfy her hunger.

It would be best to hunt a few more game, improve the food, and make up for the weakness of her younger brother and sister.

Thinking up to here, Song Xiangsi couldn't help but pout her lips. After being transported over so many days, her mouth was about to turn bitter from eating vegetarian food.