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Miss's mother was the daughter of a merchant, and she knew Father Song by heart. Originally, Song Qingyu should have been living a luxurious life, the life of a young miss.

However, not long after Song Qingyu was born, when Father Song made friends with the Great General of the Country, his days suddenly changed.

The next year, Song Qingyu's mother passed away in childbirth. Song Qingyu's father married another woman, married to the country general. To Song Qingyu, it was like the sky had fallen.

Song Qingyu was forced to return to his hometown in the countryside at the age of two. For fourteen years, not only had his father never asked, but the amount of silver he had been offering had been getting lower and lower.

In recent years, the Song Manor had actually not given a single cent to Song Qingyu. He had completely forgotten that there was a daughter of the Song Family.

It was fine that the rest of the Song Family didn't care about the little miss, but why did Old Master Song forget about the little miss as well.

If Miss's mother hadn't met such a heartless person like the Song Manor, Miss would be the darling granddaughter that Li Family was carrying right now.

Seeing that it was just right, Ah Nan thought that Grandma Zhao had not brought the porridge over yet. Suddenly, it became lively outside, and people from the village gathered here, as if there was something interesting.

Just as Ah Nan was about to go over to take a look, many well-dressed people barged in. They were all wearing beautiful clothes, as if they were famous people in the city. Ah Nan was shocked, his face full of hesitation.

Grandma Zhao hurriedly came in with the congee in her hands. She scanned the place and was suddenly overjoyed. "Hurry and inform the young miss, someone from the Song Family is here to pick her up."

The Song Family?

Ah Nan was confused, Miss had never offended anyone of the same standing as her. Suddenly, he realized something. The old master of the Song Family must have come to fetch the young miss back to the house.

"Miss! "Miss!" Ah Nan came to inform her in pleasant surprise, "Miss, the old master has come to fetch you, Miss need not suffer anymore. Thank you for your blessings, Bodhisattva. "

Song Qingyu smiled lightly, this silly girl. Her father had ignored her for many years, so why would he come pick her up on such a cold winter day? They had come for Song Yiyan, to seize her marriage contract.

In the end, he was trapped with Yue City. Song Qingyu's grandfather used all his wealth to help him, and ignored the life and death of his entire family to mobilize the rations, allowing his Majesty to turn the tide. In order to repay this debt of gratitude, His Majesty had specially arranged for a marriage.

After so many years, Song Qingyu's grandfather, the Li Clan had long since declined, and the person in charge of the backyard of the Song Clan was the new President's wife. Everyone knew that Song Qingyu had long since been abandoned in the countryside.

At this moment, they reached the age at which they could talk about marriage. They finally remembered this daughter of the Song Family.

Now that Zuo Linyu was the lofty Seventh Prince, Song Qingyu was just a peasant girl who grew up in a countryside.

The reason the Song Family came was to allow Song Qingyu to end the engagement, or more clearly, to give Song Qingyu's marriage to her sister. After all, in the outside world, very few people remembered Song Qingyu's existence.

Song Yiyan was talented, with support from the Song Family on one side and the Zhenguo Mansion on the other. Everyone said that this was a person who was compatible with Zuo Linyu.

The person who had just arrived was the Song Residence's second steward. He looked middle-aged, but was exceptionally shrewd. He let all the people leave, and respectfully bowed and said some words of praise to Song Qingyu, and only mentioned it in the end.

"..." For this marriage, I still hope that the young miss can go back and think things over. "

The words he said were clear, making it impossible for one to find any mistakes in them.

When he was speaking, Song Qingyu kept lowering his head in shock, looking down at the ground.

After hearing the butler say so, her pretty eyes filled with tears. She raised her eyes and said, "Since this marriage has made things difficult for father, I will go back."

She was skinny and ragged. Now that he was so young, even Zhao Teng felt slightly soft-hearted towards him. The tears in her eyes were especially pitiful.

"Miss, don't worry. Master will take good care of Miss when we return to the manor."

Grandma Zhao was baffled as she listened from the side. If it wasn't for the pain in her hand, she would have felt it was natural. It was just that Song Qingyu's actions just now had indeed frightened her.

But in the blink of an eye, she had changed back. Let life be pitied.

While she was packing, Housekeeper Zhao was outside. Grandma Zhao could not help but look at Song Qingyu a few more times.

She wondered if it wasn't for the fact that Song Qingyu had jumped over walls in a rush and was unconscious, how would she have the ability to do so normally? Just as he was looking, he was suddenly met with a glare from Song Qingyu.

"Grandma Zhao, since you're by my mother's side, I think that I should respect you. However, if you still dare to not have rules, carefully observe your life."

"Yes, yes, yes." This old servant only wondered why the young miss had let the marriage go. If you marry into the Duke Palaces, that would be incredible. " Zhao Ru suddenly became excited as she spoke. It was as if he was already rich.

Ah, the Palace.

Song Qingyu was currently packing up the jade pendant. It was given to him by the late emperor when they were engaged that year, and they were a pair. The other piece should be with Zuo Linyu. In the past, it had been hidden carefully by Song Qingyu, but now it was crystal clear.

Thinking about it carefully, she had never seen Zuo Linyu wear it before.

Zuo Linyu.

Song Qingyu mouthed this name to himself. The corner of his mouth curled up into a fleeting sneer.

Shen Jing Ting, Song Zhentian, Song Yiyan, Zuo Linyu. What you owe my mother, what you owe me, I want to repay them one by one.

Song Qingyu did not have many things either, and during this time, he did not see anything that he could take care of. He brought Grandma Zhao and Ah Nan up the carriage. There were a total of more than ten people who came to pick him up.

The carriage was about the size of four carriages, and there were four young maidservants standing guard by the entrance. They were neatly and nimbly dressed in a double-ring bun. Two of them opened the curtains of the carriage.

What a grand battle array. Ah Nan was instantly blinded, raising the curtain and making a big fuss from time to time.

Song Qingyu leaned quietly against the carriage and closed his eyes. However, she did not say it, the demeanor that the Song Family gave her was impressive, as if the Song Family truly wanted Song Qingyu to return home.

The carriage jolted all the way, causing Song Qingyu to feel uncomfortable sitting on it, and he also felt bad passing by. He suddenly slowed down. Originally, it was a long journey. It was a good half a month's journey, so he decided to rest at the inn ahead for the night.

After the carriage stopped, Butler Zhao bowed and said, "Eldest Miss, it's getting late. You have to spend the night here. When we pass the mountain tomorrow, the road will be much easier to walk."

Song Qingyu replied. Grandma Zhao first brought Ah Nan out of the carriage, and then came to help him. It was only then that Song Qingyu realized that after leaving the village, they had walked for an entire afternoon.

Song Qingyu's gaze slightly changed. If he remembered correctly, in his previous life, he had woken up from a dream here. His face was ruined and his throat was also broken. Then she smiled and walked slowly in.

She wanted to see who would dare to cut her face and poison her throat.

She was going to pay it back in double!