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A few servants supported Song Yiyan, they did not directly bring him to Song Qingyu's house and instead carried him back. The old mistress' heart was in pain, but she did not notice anything amiss. She followed behind the crowd, anxious to speak. "What is going on?" "In any case, I'll just fall over."

The Old Mistress liked Song Yiyan.

No matter how intelligent Song Qingyu was