The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

  Chapter 3 Grandma's Love

  Xia Qingyao was so frightened that her whole body was trembling, and she could only look at Song Jingxian helplessly, "Brother Shizi, everything I said is true, my status is low, and even if you lend me ten courage, I will never dare to frame the second girl."

Song Jingxian patted her shoulder soothingly, and immediately knelt down toward the old lady Song, "Grandmother, Yaoyao has a pure and kind temperament, it is impossible to lie, you can't cover up and take favor just because Song Zhao is your granddaughter, She is now doted on by you inappropriately, she speaks like a spring, and she has a good face!"

  The old lady Song sneered, "That's what Brother Yixian means, you still want to send Zhaozhao to the imperial prison to be tortured to extract a confession?"

"Grandson doesn't dare." Song Jingxian frowned and lowered his eyes. He believed that it was Song Zhao, but he couldn't show any evidence. One trip, Song Zhao is safe and sound, she always has to give Yaoyao an explanation, she should go to the ancestral hall to copy the female ring and write a self-examination, and ensure that she will never fight against Yaoyao again."

Song Lao Taijun's brows condensed, and there was a sullen look in his eyes, "Zhaozhao is the noble and noble daughter of the general's mansion, you ask her to review an orphan girl who is not considered a servant, and if it spreads out that our general's mansion will become a laughing stock?"

  Xia Qingyao bit her lip and looked at Song Zhao.

  A young girl in the age of golden hairpins, with a peach-red face, suitable for laughter and joy, a pair of cat's eyes are cunning and clever, and she wears silk and satin used by the imperial court.

   That snowy texture is like a bud that has not yet bloomed, and it will be unparalleled when it blooms in the future.

   She is not as precious as Song Zhao, but since she is also a sergeant, she can only eat and dress better than Song Zhao on weekdays, so why is she not even a servant?

  Xia Qingyao gritted her teeth with hatred and wept blood with jealousy.

  Song Jingxian remained motionless, looked at his grandmother solemnly, and insisted on his own opinion.

Song Lao Taijun took care of his grandson's cold poison, and his emotional ups and downs were harmful to his body. In order to save face for his grandson, he pondered for a while, and said in a nonchalant manner, "Okay, as long as the orphaned daughter Xia keeps herself safe, you You don't have to worry that Zhaozhao will care about her, and I will take Zhaozhao to my yard in the daytime and I will take care of her personally, so you can rest assured."

  Song Jingxian knew that it was the limit to make such concessions from Mrs. Song, who doted on her granddaughter like her life, and he would be unfilial if he forced him.

While    reluctantly responded, he comforted Xia Qingyao with a few words of guilt.

  Xia Qingyao was of course dissatisfied with the result, not only did it not ruin Song Zhao's reputation, but also suffered so much in vain.

  But now, in order to maintain her caring image and not embarrass Song Jingxian, of course, she can only bite her teeth and swallow it in her stomach, giving in generously.

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  Xianghetang is the residence of Song Laotaijun.

   "My little darling, were you scared just now?"

   As soon as he entered the bedroom, Mrs. Song changed her dignified manner to the outside world, and took Song Zhao's hand to comfort her in a soft voice.

  Song Zhao leaned against his grandmother and sat on the side of the embroidery, and raised his head curiously, "Grandma isn't angry?"

   "Your grandmother was so reluctant to be angry with you when she made trouble in the past, but today you did nothing wrong, why is your grandmother angry at you?" Besides, Mrs. Song has not lost her head to the point of making her own granddaughter unhappy for an unrelated orphan.

   "Grandma believes in granddaughter?" Song Zhao's clear eyes were like black gems washed with water, black and bright.

  The old lady Song scratched the tip of her little granddaughter's nose, "You were brought up by your grandmother. I don't know you yet. If you say no, it must be no."

   When the old lady was young, she was in the battlefield and had no intention of being a housekeeper. When she retired, the children in the family were all grown up, and she had no chance to have grandchildren.

  Song Zhao's birth fulfilled the regret of Song Laotaijun. The old lady's personal pulling and doting like jewels really hurt to the core.

  Aside from anything else, even if Zhaozhao lied, she just wanted to favor her precious granddaughter.

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   (end of this chapter)