Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Song Jinyue collected her thoughts before slowly descending the bamboo ladder.

The man holding the ladder was wearing a dark robe and had a handsome face. He was none other than Qin Sheng.

The courtyard door was ajar at the moment, so I guess he came in through the main entrance.

He raised his hand and helped her down the bamboo ladder.

Then she looked at the maid Qiu Yun behind her.

"Qiu Yun, please stay here. I have something to say with your lady."

Without waiting for Qiu Yun to reply, Qin Sheng pulled Song Jinyue into the back room.

It was pitch dark inside the house, and we could only vaguely see each other's silhouettes.

Song Jinyue's heart sank. When she entered the back room, she freed her bound hands from Qin Sheng's hands.

They stood sideways, keeping some distance between them.

"Now that the prison robbery failed, what are your plans?"

During those days, he worked hard on writing day and night in order to succeed in this subject.

Both inside and outside the words were filled with complaints and worries about her.

Even the lamps hanging under the corridor are made of bright yellow and vermilion brocade with light pink flowers embroidered on them.

All this seemed like a dream. He had never imagined that he could be like her and grow old together.

The relationship between the two finally developed further, and now it seems that they are back to the original state.

Qin Sheng, who was outside the courtyard wall, heard the footsteps walking away, and then he walked back to the Qin Mansion.

"Don't climb on the roof next time, it's too dangerous."

Seeing that Qin Sheng didn't ask about today's events at all, Song Jinyue lost her patience, stamped her foot, bit her lip, her heart skipped a beat, and then she asked Qin Sheng.

He recalled the day when he heard about the transaction between him and He Yuanzhen.

Song Jinyue followed the eunuch and stopped outside the bedroom door. The eunuch said goodbye and went inside to deliver a message.

Since He Yuanjie's men failed to rob the prison, why would he come looking for her if he didn't help?

Qin Sheng immediately chased him out, fearing that he would startle the neighbors and cause inconvenience.

The Queen Mother summoned her today because she was afraid that the person who came would be evil.

As if he was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, he held her hand forcefully and took her outside, "I'll take you to see the manpower I arranged!"

Song Jinyue stopped Qin Sheng and looked at his expression carefully.

She couldn't help feeling angry and took a step back.

"You clearly know that I found out Ling'er and Shopkeeper Li with great difficulty. Then you should also understand how important the people behind these two people are to me."

In Yong'an Palace, there are several pots of bright red wintersweet in the courtyard.

Feeling anxious and uneasy, yet throbbing with anticipation.

When I got up in the morning, I hadn't waited for Song Zhi's arrival.

But she was waiting for the Queen Mother's decree to summon her to the palace.

Song Jinyue glanced at Qiu Yun and signaled her not to pry anymore.

"Then why did you help the fifth prince to rob the prison?"

"Jin Yue, in fact, I have arranged the manpower secretly. I will not let the two people in the prison disappear. As long as I get what I want from the fifth prince, I will catch him myself."

Song Jinyue already knew about his deal with the fifth prince, so he did not explain much, but explained his arrangement to her in detail.

Song Jinyue herself didn't even notice that she was like a grudge woman venting the resentment she had accumulated for many years.

Every day after the emperor came to court, he would come to greet the queen mother or have lunch with her.

In the center of the hall is a bronze incense burner half as tall as a man, with thick sandalwood burning inside.

She took Qiu Yun with her and then entered the palace along with the chamberlain who came to deliver the imperial edict.

She said nothing, waiting for Qin Sheng to speak.

Then I heard Qin Sheng continue: "Why didn't you bring more people? The capital has been uneasy at night recently. If you go out like this, what should you do if you encounter a bad person?"

"Excuse me, sir."

She didn't know why he was here or when he found her traces.

"What is it in the hands of the fifth prince that makes you miss it so much?"

Later, she broke off her engagement with the fifth prince, and he asked for permission to marry her.

"Jinyue, when the time comes, I will talk to you carefully, okay?"

But the waiter snorted coldly, ignored Qiu Yun, and returned the money in his hand to Qiu Yun.

Therefore, he just followed her closely and escorted her all the way back to the Duke's Mansion.

After waiting for a while, Qin Sheng finally spoke, but the words he spoke made Song Jinyue even more angry, and she turned to glare at him.

Not long after, the waiter came out and welcomed her in.

When she returned to Mingzhuxuan, she was thinking about Song Zhi's reply tomorrow morning, so there were still a few hours before dawn, so she lay down on the couch to rest.

Song Jinyue didn't take it to heart. From the dress of this chamberlain, one could tell at a glance that he must be the steward of the Queen Mother's Palace. But he didn't know his name, so he simply called him "Sir."

The person who came was the chamberlain from the Queen Mother's Palace. Qiu Yun stuffed some money into the hand of the chamberlain who delivered the imperial edict, hoping to find out why the Queen Mother suddenly summoned her own lady to the palace.

The Queen Mother's white hair was adorned with gold-dotted emerald hairpins, and she wore two jade pendants with cloud patterns in her ears.

"Princess Ronghua, please clean up earlier. The Queen Mother is still waiting for you in the palace."

Perhaps it was God's blessing that gave him such an opportunity.

The anger in her heart that had just subsided suddenly started to flare up again.

"You clearly know why I am here tonight, so let's get straight to the point. Why hide it? Let's just make it clear tonight."

Song Jinyue lowered her eyes and walked into the bedroom.

Before leaving, he whispered to her across the courtyard wall: "Promise me not to take such risks in the future. You can trust me. I won't let you down."

He threw Qin Sheng away, hurriedly walked out of the room, pulled Qiu Yun and left the place without looking back.

There was a bit of decadence on his face, and he looked at Song Jinyue with helplessness in his eyes.

"Believe me, I won't disappoint you."

It looks extremely bright and flamboyant.

He took the bamboo ladder from her hand, set it up for her on the wall of the back gate of the Duke's Mansion, and helped her climb up.

After the Queen Mother's birthday, the Queen Mother, who had been eating fast and chanting Buddha's name behind closed doors, suddenly changed her temper, opened the palace door wide, and often summoned the concubines in the palace to talk.

The waiter said sharply.

When Qin Sheng saw that she had finished speaking, he stepped forward and raised his hand to hold her hand, but Song Jinyue sidestepped and dodged.

It looks full of life.

At first, he thought that as long as he succeeded, he would be closer to her.

He seemed to have suddenly returned to the state of mind he had when he first met Miss Song Er.

Watching her carefully climb into the house, he breathed a sigh of relief and threw the ladder to the side of the alley.

Song Jinyue was a little absent-minded and did not respond to him. She turned around and returned to Mingzhuxuan.

On both sides of the hall, there are a pair of black lacquered Duobao shelves, on which are placed various camellia patterns carved from various jade stones.

Song Jinyue knelt in the hall.

"My maid Song Jinyue pays her regards to the Queen Mother."

Qiu Yun knelt behind her young lady, her head hanging down, her heart beating wildly, and she didn't dare to take a breath.

The Queen Mother's voice could be heard silently reciting sutras in the hall.

Song Jinyue lowered her head and knelt on the ground, waiting quietly.