The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

After coming out of the magic doctor's door, Song Zhao, who had gained a lot, was in a happy mood, and his walking pace became brisk.

The groom waited in fear for more than an hour, and was so anxious that he turned around on the spot, thinking whether to go back to the mansion to report, when he saw the second girl Song came back intact.

"Second Miss, you're finally back, I'm really going to lose my soul." The groom heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly bowed his knees to welcome Song Zhao into the sedan chair.

Song Zhao got into the carriage and ordered calmly, "Don't tell anyone about the fact that I have been here."

"Of order." The groom wiped off his cold sweat. Even if the second girl Song didn't ask for it, he didn't dare to say it. Otherwise, if people knew that he had dared to bring the Song family group's favorite, Golden Pimple, to such a dangerous place, his life would be lost.

The carriage staggered back, and when it reached the back door of the General's Mansion, a man in sloppy clothes rushed out and lay in the middle of the carriage.

"Where is the little turtle, let's go." The groom drove away with a look of disgust.

Song Zhao opened the beaded curtain, and saw the slovenly man was thin and dehydrated, his face was also pale and weak, he should be seriously ill.

Seeing that the groom was about to kick the man away, Song Zhaoyang stopped him, "Wait a minute."

She walked quickly, and the man seemed to feel that she was the one who made the decisions. He crawled to her feet with difficulty, begging with longing eyes, "Gu, girl, save the villain, give him a bite to eat."

Looking at each other, Song Zhao recognized that this man was actually a well-known profiteer in the future capital.

Because of his outstanding business acumen, he made a lot of money every day, and was targeted by a powerful family. In the end, he was decapitated because he had no backer to protect him.

The groom said, "Second girl, this tramp is very dirty, I'm afraid it will stain your eyes, so please move him away."

"Find someone to carry him into the mansion, find an empty room, and ask a doctor to take good care of him."

Song Zhaoan lowered his eyes, covering up the flashing light of money lovers in his eyes.

She wants this future profiteer!

The groom only thought that Miss Song Er was showing kindness, and did as he was told.

*

For the next few days, Song Zhao stayed in the dormitory, researching and mixing the medicinal seeds and flower seeds bought by the boy, which others could not understand.

She no longer flirts with cats and dogs like she used to, and everyone in the house can feel that Miss Song Er has become dignified and sensible.

Many servants secretly speculated that the second girl Song must be so peaceful because she was afraid of angering the prince.

The maids finished the two pieces of land, and Song Zhao took the well-matched seeds and scattered them on the ground one by one.

"Second girl, how can you do this kind of farm work with golden branches and jade leaves? You should leave it to your slaves." Ling Dang repeated the same words like a repeater, her throat was about to say nothing, Song Zhao just didn't let her intervene.

At this time, there were messy and hurried footsteps walking back and forth outside the courtyard.

"What's the noise outside?" Song Zhao raised his face from the ground.

She was wearing a red beige and a white pleated skirt.

Standing there, it looks like a rich flower blooming in the field.

Ling Dang replied, "Back to the second girl, the third young master has returned home today."

Song Zhao remembered.

The second uncle's family was released to Chang'an two years ago, and several cousins ​​also went there.

"Help me pour some water into the seeds, and I'll go to greet my third brother." Song Zhao took off the loops, wiped his hands with a handkerchief soaked in rose dew, and walked outside.

Bell scratched his head in a daze.

Among the several cousins, isn't the second girl the least fond of the third young master?

*

Yinhui Pavilion.

Song Jinfu was dressed in a round-neck green shirt, with a clear temperament, clear eyebrows and a very good appearance.

He said to his followers, "Take the gift I prepared and go to Zhaoyang Court first."

The entourage muttered in a low voice, "The third young master travels long distances back home every year to give gifts to the second young lady, but when did the second young lady take you seriously? That's a stone that can't be warmed up. Why don't the third young master go to Miss Xia's first?" , only Miss Xia loves you the most."

"Presumptuous." Song Jinfu frowned, and scolded in a deep voice, "Little sister is the daughter of the family, how can you talk about it in private?"

But in fact, Song Jinfu felt very bitter in his heart.

Just because he was born in his father's concubine, Song Zhao's only cousin who was born in concubine, and his status was not comparable to the one born in the family, even the younger sister didn't like him.