Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

The sky in the capital has been gloomy for several days.

When I get up in the morning, the sky is as blue as a wash, and even the air seems to be filled with the faint fragrance of green grass.

The birds under the eaves were chirping non-stop.

Song Jinyue opened the window and breathed in the fresh air outside, although there was still a bit of chill in the air.

But the long-lost good weather is a joy, and my mood is getting better.

"Miss, what clothes should you wear today?"

Qiu Yun pushed open the wardrobe, looked at the clothes inside and couldn't help but ask the lady what she wanted.

Song Jinyue casually selected a set of goose yellow brocade pleated skirt with large pear blossoms embroidered on the hem.

Qiu Yun took out the clothes, put them on the black paint hangers, and ironed them with a hand stove.

"Miss, how come you asked Grandma Yuan to fetch that piece of moon-white brocade? What kind of clothes do you want to wear?"

Qiu Yun paused while ironing her clothes, frowning and still looking puzzled.

"But... Xiang Wu is not in the capital now."

She didn't want her grandmother and aunt to send guards from the Zhang family to help her because they were worried about her.

Qiu Yun was a little anxious.

Even if those were just his adoptive parents.

But things are different now. The second young lady has an engagement with her brother and will become her sister-in-law in the future.

Don't be afraid of anything, just be afraid of ten thousand.

"Miss Qin, just call me Jinyue."

She used to live in the Duke's Mansion, and although the second young lady had never treated her badly, being under someone else's roof made her feel a little inferior in her heart.

"Brother, the carriage from the Duke's Mansion..."

"Miss."

"No matter what, you have to choose some suitable guards in the house. You can't just rely on your aunt for everything."

Aunt Zhao added: "If the second lady doesn't want to go, then forget it, I will go back to serve my wife first."

Grandma Yuan took Jiao Ming to the street to do some shopping, so she has not returned yet.

Qin Sheng looked at his sister with a doting look on his face.

While helping the lady change her clothes, he asked with some concern, "Why did the lady agree? Are you not afraid that the lady will cause trouble on the way?"

"Master Qin, you go and do your work first."

Although her grandmother and aunt would not mind her being troublesome, most of the Zhang family's current staff have gone to Dingzhou.

The smile on Aunt Zhao's face was almost overflowing from her eyes. She said "Okay" repeatedly, as if she was afraid that she would regret it, and left Mingzhuxuan without looking back.

"Since someone is holding a Hongmen banquet and you don't go to the banquet, instead of always making people worry about it, why not take the initiative to jump in, so that you can know what the other party has planned."

Seeing the troubled expression on his face, Song Jinyue spoke.

The girl's smile is bright and pure.

A dull laughter sounded outside.

There was a sound of soft footsteps outside the door. When the bird on the eaves heard the movement, it immediately fluttered its wings and flew away.

Looking at the pieces of cloth placed in the wardrobe, Qiu Yun couldn't help but curiously asked.

Song Jinyue frowned and listened, her brows frivolous. Are the Shen mother and daughter trying to be evil again?

She didn't say a word.

She muttered in a low voice, the eldest lady still carries the flesh and blood of the fifth prince in her house. After all, he is the emperor's only grandson. If something goes wrong, the emperor may be the first to fall away.

"Second Miss Song." Qin Wan smiled particularly brightly.

Qin Sheng looked a little crazy.

"Eldest sister is going to have a makeup party in a few days. That piece of cloth is really rare. It was a gift from my aunt. It can be regarded as a gift for eldest sister."

For her, the safety of her grandmother and aunt is also her top priority, and is slightly more important than her life.

If Mr. Shen had instigated him to tamper with the congratulatory gift sent by his own lady, what if the eldest lady's house...

"good."

"Second Miss."

But before he had been there for a while, the steward came to inform him that Mr. Zhao from the Ministry of Personnel had asked him to go to the Ministry of Personnel.

In Qiu Yun's eyes, the safety of the young lady is the first priority. None of the Xiang brothers are currently in the capital, so she cannot trust these guards from the Duke's Mansion.

"Huh?"

Song Jinyue raised her fingers slightly and lightly tapped Qiu Yun's forehead, "You will understand then. You have to trust your lady."

"Second Miss, Madam specially asked this old servant to come and inform you." Aunt Zhao opened the curtain and came in, bowing in vain, "Madam will take the eldest lady out of the city tomorrow to burn incense and pray for the Duke and the Duke.

I’m asking you whether you want to go or not.”

"Ask Manager Song to carry twenty guards tomorrow to escort me, my mother, and my eldest sister out of the city to offer incense."

Maybe it was curiosity in her heart that caused Song Jinyue to agree, "I know, I will accompany my mother and eldest sister to burn incense tomorrow."

The Qin brothers and sisters specially waited for Song Jinyue's arrival at the gate of the Qin Mansion.

Qin Wan saw the carriage of the Duke's Palace at a glance, and couldn't help but tugged on her brother's sleeves, raised her toes, and stretched her head to look at the carriage of the Duke's Palace.

Qin Sheng was following behind the two of them, but his eyes never moved away from Song Jinyue.

"Then I will call you Sister Jinyue from now on, how about you call me Wanwan?"

Therefore, he always stayed in his room, not wanting to cause any trouble to the second lady.

Song Jinyue had just met Li and was almost dragged into the Qin Mansion by Qin Wan.

"Wanwan, don't scare Miss Song Er."

It was only after the steward behind him coughed a few times that Qin Sheng came to his senses and stepped forward to greet Song Jinyue.

When Qin Sheng lowered his head and looked at his sister beside him, he saw that her sister had rushed to the carriage that had just stopped at the Duke's Mansion.

"Wouldn't it be easiest to send some money?"

Qin Wan couldn't help but think about it in her mind. She was surrounded by a group of nieces and nephews. Their eyebrows and eyebrows were very similar to those of her brother and the second lady. Qin Wan's lips raised again.

Song Jinyue immediately frowned, and Qiu Yun's eyes were also filled with vigilance.

Song Jinyue has her own opinion on this.

"Don't worry, eldest sister won't have any evil thoughts about this, let alone Mrs. Shen."

Qiu Yun couldn't understand it even more.

He didn't even look at the second lady's expression after he finished speaking, and turned around to leave.

The goose-yellow clothes on the hanger had been ironed properly. Qiu Yun picked up the clothes and walked to her lady.

Think of all the possibilities that could happen.

Now, after all, his sister has lived a good life, and as the elder brother, he can finally explain to his parents.

The person who came was none other than Aunt Zhao from Madam’s Courtyard.

Song Jinyue didn't understand. She shrugged helplessly, shook her head with a wry smile, walked to Qiu Yun, raised her hand and touched the clothes hanging on the hanger.

As for the title, she mentioned it once when they first met, but Qin Wan refused and insisted on calling herself Miss Song.

Along the way, Qin Wan chattered and introduced various places in the mansion to Song Jinyue.

By the time the master and servant went to the Qin Mansion, an hour had passed.

Qin Sheng nodded slightly, looked at his sister, and said, "Wanwan, take good care of Miss Song."

When Qin Sheng walked far away, he was no longer visible in the corridor.

Qin Wan let out a long sigh, but instantly became full of health again, and took Song Jinyue to the Octagonal Pavilion in the backyard.

The Bajiao Pavilion has long been taken away by the mother-in-law.

There were two pots of charcoal fire placed in the pavilion, and the table was filled with refreshments.