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

Xia Qingyao was so frightened that her whole body trembled, she could only look at Song Jingxian helplessly, "Brother Shizi, everything I said is true, and my status is low, so even if I lend my courage, I would never dare to frame the second girl."

Song Jingxian patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, and then knelt down towards the old lady Song, "Grandmother, Yaoyao has a pure and kind temperament, it is impossible to lie, you can't cover up and favor Song Zhao just because Song Zhao is your granddaughter, Now she is doted on by you to the point of disrespect, she speaks eloquently and has such a thick face!"

The old lady Song sneered, "According to Brother Xian, you still want to send Zhao Zhao to prison to torture and extract a confession?"

"Grandson doesn't dare." Song Jingxian frowned and lowered his eyes. He believed that it was Song Zhao, but he couldn't produce any evidence. Once there, Song Zhao is safe and sound, she always wants to give Yaoyao an explanation, she should go to the ancestral hall to copy the female precepts and write a self-criticism, and promise not to fight against Yaoyao again."

The old lady Song frowned, with a look of sullenness in her eyes, "Zhao Zhao is the daughter of the noble and noble daughter of the general's mansion. If you ask her to give a review to an orphan girl who is not considered a servant, won't our general's mansion be reduced to a woman if it is spread out?" laughing stock?"

Xia Qingyao bit her lip and looked at Song Zhao.

The immature girl in the year of the gold hairpin, with a pink face, should be angry or happy, with a pair of cat eyes that are cunning and agile, and she is wearing silk and satin used by the imperial court.

That snow-skinned body is like a branch bud that has not yet bloomed, and when it grows in the future, it will be unparalleled in style.

She is not as noble as Song Zhao, but she is also a sergeant, and she is not as good as Song Zhao in food and clothing on weekdays. Why is she not even counted as a servant?

Xia Qingyao gritted her teeth with hatred, weeping with jealousy.

Song Jingxian stood still, looking at her grandmother solemnly, insisting on her own opinion.

The old lady Song Gu Nian's grandson's cold poison has not disappeared, and excessive emotional ups and downs are harmful to his body. In order to save face for his grandson, he pondered for a moment, and said calmly, "Okay, as long as the orphan Xia stays safe, you Don't worry that Zhao Zhao will argue with her, from now on, I will take Zhao Zhao to my yard in the daytime and I will discipline her personally, so you can rest assured."

Song Jingxian knew that it was the limit to make the old lady Song, who loved her granddaughter like her life, make such a concession, and it would be unfilial for him to force her any longer.

While reluctantly agreeing, at the same time, he comforted Xia Qingyao with a few words of guilt.

Xia Qingyao was of course dissatisfied with this result. Not only did she not use this to ruin Song Zhao's reputation, but she also suffered so much for nothing.

But right now, in order to maintain her considerate image and not embarrass Song Jingxian, of course she can only grit her teeth and swallow it in her stomach, giving in generously.

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Xianghe Hall is the residence of Song Laotaijun.

"My little darling, were you frightened just now?"

As soon as he entered the dormitory, Mrs. Song changed her majesty to the outside world, and took Song Zhao's hand to comfort her in a gentle voice.

Song Zhao leaned against his grandmother and sat on the edge of the embroidery table, and raised his head curiously, "Grandma isn't angry, is she?"

"Grandmother was reluctant to be angry with you when you caused trouble on weekdays, and she did nothing wrong today, why is grandma angry at you?" Besides, Mrs. Song has not lost her head enough to make her own granddaughter unhappy because of an irrelevant orphan.

"Grandmother believes in granddaughter?" Song Zhao's clear eyes were black and bright like black gemstones washed with water.

Mrs. Song scratched the tip of her little granddaughter's nose, "You were brought up by your grandmother, and I don't know you well. If you say no, then there must be."

The old lady dominated the battlefield when she was young, and had no intention of housekeeping. When she retired, the children in the family were all grown up, and she had no chance to entertain her grandchildren.

The birth of Song Zhao fulfilled the regrets of Mrs. Song. The old lady's pulling and doting by herself, and her doting like pearls and treasures, really hurt to the bone.

Apart from other things, it doesn't matter even if Zhao Zhao is lying, she just wants to spoil her precious granddaughter.

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