He misunderstood her for three years.

She even treated Xia Qingyao, who had replaced her as her benefactor, and scolded and neglected her again and again for the ridiculous repayment of her kindness.

She saved his life.

But he knew nothing, thought he was a patient, thought he had paid half of his life for Song Zhao, and thought he owed him...

So in the three years when Song Zhao ignored him, he began to resent her, sarcastically mock her, and even scolded her for not being worthy of being his sister.

Little did she know that she had already tried her best to save him.

However, Song Zhao, who was misunderstood by him, endured all grievances silently and quietly.

Scenes suddenly flashed through my mind.

The more I resented Song Zhao’s cold blood in the past, the deeper the regret of being in the chest pain in the chest.

Song Jing's mouth was full of blood.

Clench your hands into a fist and press them tightly against your chest.

A hoarse and sad voice kept spilling out of his throat.

so.

He, what stupid things did he do?

quite a while.

He opened his lips with difficulty and asked, "What are the sequelae of my little sister?"

The medicine king said, "I can't stay for three years, I can only lie in bed and rest."

"Does the sequelae hurt?"

The medicine king said, "It means you will feel chills all over your body, and at the same time you will feel like you are stabbed by needles all over your body."

Song Jingxian remembered that his younger sister came back from illness three years ago.

At that time, he thought that his younger sister had gone to the point of being in trouble with his friends when he was at stake, and blamed her for being cold-blooded.

Song asked in surprise, "Do you have a needle?"

“Yes, many.”

The Medicine King smiled and handed a row of silver needles, as if he knew what Song Jingxian was going to do, so he happily left the house for him and walked out.

Song Jingxian pulled out a needle and stabbed it into his abdomen without hesitation.

Even though he was prepared, the sharp pain still made him tight all over.

Song Jingxian's eyes were dry.

Pull out the silver needle again and continue to stab yourself.

Compared to such pain, what does the cold poison attack count?

And his little sister endured it for three years day and night.

She was more painful than him when he was tortured by illness.

She is only nine years old.

When I was most carefree, I had already tasted all the torture that people might not endure for a lifetime.

When Song Jinfu pushed the door open, he found that Song Jingxian had fainted.

The young man curled up, his mouth full of blood, his face pale and in a mess.

It's probably overstimulated.

Song Jinfu instantly understood why his grandmother wanted him to accompany him. It turned out that he was afraid that Song Jingxiu would faint and no one would care.

He looked at Song Jing's miserable look and felt a little gloating.

After all, he raised his leg and kicked him, and then scolded him for what he deserved.

After rushing back to the Song Mansion, Song Jinfu threw Song Jingxian back to his yard to report the situation to his grandmother.

Old Mrs. Song looked as if she was expected and said coldly, "This is what he deserves. Don't ask anyone to worry about it, just dizzy."

*

The next day.

Song Zhao washed up under the bell and finished breakfast again.

He took his packed luggage and put it on the carriage and went to the Governor's Office alone.

The Governor's Office is not far from the Song Mansion.

The carriage arrived in half an hour.

Si Yu ordered the servants in the mansion in advance, so when Song Zhao arrived at the door, the servants came to greet him and took their luggage for Song Zhao.

The one who received Song Zhao was Xue Zhi, the eldest maid from Si Yu, who looked beautiful, but her expression was a little mean, and she didn't look easy to get along with.

She greeted her lukewarmly, "Please pay tribute to Miss Song. I am Xuezhi, the maid of the Grand Governor. She is the order of the Grand Governor and serves you personally when you live in the Grand Governor's Office."

Song Zhao followed Xuezhi to the mansion and asked casually, "Where is the fourth brother?"

Xuezhi frowned.

She was a maid trained by Si Yu's secret forces. She thought she was a celebrity around Si Yu and was envied in this mansion.

Since she moved into the Governor's Office, the high-ranking officials and nobles who had to give in to her would have to give in to her.

She thought Song Zhao should please her and give her some meeting gifts.

As a result, why doesn’t this serious lady from a noble family understand the rules at all?

Xue Zhi curled her lips, "The Grand Governor has not yet recovered from the cold and is still resting in the room at this time. Miss Song should not be arrogant because of her favor. Relying on the Grand Governor's favor, she wanted to take you regardless of the Grand Governor's physical request. I will take you to settle it first."

Song Zhao touched his nose.

She didn't mean to ask the powerful minister to drag her sick body to pick her up.

This maid has so many dramas.

However, since she is the maid of a powerful minister, she is not qualified to say anything.

Entered the mansion.

Song Zhao waited and watched everywhere.

The Governor's Mansion is seven in and seven out, and it is very grand. It has pavilions, towers, rockery, flowing water, gardens and fruit trees, and it is a luxurious mansion.

I guess Emperor Yuan Chun was willing to send it to the powerful ministers to live there because he had bitten his silver teeth.

Song Zhao picked a peony and played with it while walking.

Xue Zhi dug her feet and scolded her very harshly, "Miss Song, this is the territory of the Grand Governor, not a place where you stay in private. How can you touch and damage every tree here? You know that these flower species were arranged by the servants in the mansion after a long rest. You can destroy the scenery in the mansion with just one move. It's really rude!"

Song Zhao curled his lips.

It was a little unaware, but I still put the peony flowers back.

Xue Zhi was not satisfied and even warned Song Zhaolai in an exaggerated manner, "I am the master's most trusted maid, and everything will be considered by the governor. Therefore, during the days when Miss Song lived in the mansion, Miss Song should listen to her advice more and be more attentive to herself. After all, if you live in the governor's mansion, your every move involves the interests of your master."

When she spoke, she looked at Song Zhao with a picky look.

I became more and more dissatisfied.

But he was a yellow-haired girl who had not yet reached the age of hair. She was so beautiful that she would be the face of a demon concubine who would be in trouble in the future.

No wonder he actually made his master fascinated.

At a young age, he is really scheming.

Song Zhao seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

I was too lazy to pay attention to this person throughout the whole process.

After arriving at the yard where he lived, Song Zhao sat down casually and was as relaxed as he was at home.

Xuezhi couldn't help but frown.

She continued to speak with a mocking tone, "Miss Song, I heard that your master has threatened the people because you did not report to the military region in time, causing unstable morale among the people. Is this a matter?"

Song Zhao raised his eyebrows casually, "Are you questioning me?"

Xue Zhi said seriously, "I just want to advise Miss Song not to charm the master. You don't know how difficult and hard the master is to have today's status. He can't take a wrong step, but because you suffered a loss. If Miss Song is really good for the master, you should understand the rules. Don't let the master hurt your reputation impulsively for you. The impact you have on your master now is like a demon concubine who has a disaster."

Song Zhao chuckled.
Chapter completed!