Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Before dawn the next day, Qiu Yun took Yan'er out of the Duke's mansion through the back door.

Song Jinyue slept until the sun was high, and then she got up.

Mrs. Shen is now shutting up and thinking about her past, so naturally there is no need for her to pay her respects.

Today, Xiangqin was there to help her wash and dress.

Xiangqin was bringing a basin of hot water, opened the door, and saw that she was sitting in front of the dressing table. She placed the copper basin on the shelf, took the handkerchief on the wooden shelf and wet it.

Then they all took the veil and stepped forward.

"Second Miss."

Song Jinyue saw Xiang Qin behind her from the bronze mirror, then turned around, took the handkerchief from her hand, and wiped it.

Finally, he handed the veil to Xiangqin again.

Xiangqin turned around with the handkerchief and put it on the wooden stand behind her.

The two stood in front of Song Jinyue and saluted together.

Song Jinyue had a sweet smile on her face, as if she were a child.

"When there is no one around, can I call you Aunt Qin?"

Song Jinyue then walked into the front hall, walked to the hall, stopped, and greeted her slowly, "Second uncle, second aunt."

"Second young lady, please don't try to hurt me. How dare you be a maid?"

This second aunt, Ding, originally came from a private school in Jiangnan and came from a scholarly family.

Perhaps Song Jinyue suddenly spoke up, or maybe she asked rashly.

"Miss Song, this is what I should do."

However, she didn't think too much about it and took only Qiu Yun, a maid, out of the house.

"Let Aunt Qin comb your hair."

"Second aunt, there is no need to be so polite to me, but what happened?"

When my mother was still alive, she didn't think about their future.

"Yue'er?"

Xiangqin's hand holding the mahogany comb froze in mid-air, her eyes froze, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

In the afternoon, Manager Song came to report that the Second Master Song had come to the house and wanted to see her.

"Second Miss, there is no need to talk about this."

Song Jinyue came back to her senses, looked at Mudan, and nodded with great satisfaction.

Now that her mother is no longer alive, she wants to fulfill her unfinished wish for her mother.

"Second Miss, please don't make fun of me. I have sworn a vicious oath in front of Madam's tomb that I will never marry in this life."

In fact, they just don't want to leave their mother.

Ding's eyebrows were full of gentleness, and her whole body exuded the unique fragrance of books in Jiangnan.

Because the second uncle came from the Duke of Song Dynasty in the capital, the Ding family also deliberately wanted to get involved in this marriage.

Second Master Song stepped forward with an anxious look on his face, "I heard that your little grandmother was imprisoned in the City Patrol Prison?"

Mingzhuxuan has returned to its former tranquility.

Xiangqin smiled slightly and shook her head.

The second aunt was wearing a dark purple scholar's coat and was already frowning, her eyes following the second uncle's shaking body as she moved back and forth.

"Why……"

Second Master Song saw the girl's figure at the door, and his voice was hurried with a hint of joy.

Xiangqin combed her hair into a bun and hurriedly left.

The second uncle was wearing a dark blue brocade robe today, frowning, and was walking back and forth in the front hall.

When the second uncle first arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, at the Yuan Lantern Festival, by the river full of lanterns, the girl lost her footing and almost fell into the water. The second uncle passed by and helped her up. The two fell in love at first sight. The Ding family did not embarrass the second uncle and readily agreed to the marriage.

"Xiangqin, I should call you Aunt Xiang..."

It's a pity that those rippling eyes revealed all kinds of charm and charm.

"Excuse me for a few days."

She looked at Aunt Qin's face behind her in the bronze mirror. After all, the years had left some traces on her face.

My mother had no choice but to give up.

When Qiu Yun came back with Peony, she happened to see her sitting on the porch in a daze.

"Today I came to visit with your second uncle and caused you trouble."

After a long while, he laughed awkwardly a few times.

"Miss."

"Yue'er, can you come forward and talk to Mr. Du? Your little grandmother is getting old. How can she cope with her age in this prison?"

Mention Zhang.

"Miss Song Er."

Seeing this, Xiangqin's heart almost melted. She was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Xiangqin picked up the peach wood comb with peach blossoms carved on the dowry.

The second uncle's marriage was also formed by chance.

He sighed and didn't mention it again.

Song Jinyue ordered, and Mudan bowed again and then followed Qiu Yun to retreat.

"Let Qiu Yun take you to rest first. Tomorrow you will change into my mother-in-law's clothes and entertain guests with me."

Xiangqin's eyes were sore, and her heart felt as if someone had pinched her hard. She couldn't feel the pain, but there was an emptiness that made her feel as if she had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

When her second aunt Ding saw her coming, she immediately stood up and stepped forward, smiling lightly, and stretched out her hand to help her up.

Song Jinyue ordered Manager Song to call out all the maids serving in the front hall.

But looking from the front, although there is no makeup on the face and there is no luxurious hairpin in the bun, the white cheeks look like they have been nurtured.

Looking at Xiang Qin walking towards her, Song Jinyue's eyes were dark and she murmured.

Xiangqin and Xiangzhu are already in their early thirties.

Seeing Xiangqin's eyes turn red, Song Jinyue felt relieved for her mother.

She remembered that when she left the mansion, Xiangqin and Xiangzhu had sad faces and sent her to the door of the Duke's mansion. They turned their backs and secretly wiped away tears.

Song Jinyue was sitting on the porch, leaning against the wooden railing, staring at the white clouds floating in the sky above her head.

Song Jinyue nodded and then sat down.

"Does Aunt Qin have someone she loves?"

Wearing a red coat and a gray coat skirt, with clusters of cloud patterns embroidered on it, she looks quite calm-tempered.

Mudan was wearing coarse cloth clothes today, her hair was combed up in a bun and wrapped with a handkerchief. She didn't apply any makeup on her face, but her back looked quite like a country woman.

But they would rather twist their hair and become sisters-in-law than get married.

Song Jinyue changed her clothes and went to the main hall to meet the guests.

She had probably guessed the purpose of her second uncle's visit. She probably knew that the old lady had been sent to the prison of the City Patrol Division, but she didn't know how he viewed it.

She only took Qiu Yun to the front hall to meet the guests.

"Aunt Qin, my mother is no longer alive. Her biggest regret is that she didn't find a place for you..."

Xiangqin's eyes are doting on her, and if the second young lady can have this kind of affection, it will be enough for her.

She understands their reluctance and intolerance.

She didn't realize it herself, it was like a muscle memory formed over many years in the Fireworks Building.

Song Jinyue looked at her second uncle and nodded.

Second Master Song had an anxious look on his face, and in his eyes was the embarrassment of his mother's situation.

When she returned home just before, the second lady treated them coldly and indifferently, which made her feel a little secretly sad.

Across the long verandah, the front hall is right in front of you.

Song Jinyue let go of her second aunt's hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at her second uncle, and asked quietly: "Second uncle, does he know why my little grandmother was imprisoned in the city patrol prison?"

Second Master Song was startled and choked up when asked, and he didn't know how to answer.

He had indeed never heard of what was going on inside.

Or by chance, he learned that his mother had been imprisoned in the City Patrol Prison, so he hurriedly came to ask for help.

I was so preoccupied with my mother's situation that I forgot to ask what happened.