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

After having lunch with his grandmother, Song Zhao went back to his yard.

Song Yaoping and Pingtingting stood under the eaves. Seeing her sister coming back, she excitedly held Song Zhao's hand and looked her up and down, "Zhao Zhaoer, I've been waiting for you all night. Grandma scolded you yesterday? "

The young girl in front of her is in the pose of a willow flower, with a scorpion head and crescent eyebrows, with a simple style of hanging clouds on her temples, and golden hairpins on her temples, showing the demeanor of a noble woman.

With warm palms, Song Zhao looked at Song Yao's anxious brows and eyes, and said softly, "Sister."

Song Yao's eyes suddenly became wet.

It is different from Song Zhao who was born at the latest and was raised at the knees of his grandmother who is much loved.

Song Yao, as the eldest daughter, was required to be strictly educated since she was a child, to be polite and cautious in speaking and doing things, without any irregularities.

She is only three years older than Song Zhao, but she can't do whatever she wants like Song Zhao, without any complaints.

She is willing to hold up the door for her younger sister, so that her sister will be carefree and free from any constraints.

Song Zhao was not tall, and only reached Song Yao's chest. Seeing that his sister was about to cry, he quickly stood on tiptoe to wipe her tears, "Sister, don't cry."

Song Yao was extremely aggrieved, and grabbed the handkerchief and said, "I thought you really didn't want me as a sister, and you wanted to recognize that Xia Qingyao as your sister."

Song Yao is as careful as a hair, and has long seen that Xia Qingyao is uneasy and kind, and has repeatedly advised Song Zhao not to talk to Xia Qingyao.

Song Zhao refused to listen, and focused on making friends with Xia Qingyao, but instead alienated her sister, which broke Song Yao's heart.

But even so, Song Yao still loves his younger sister as much as ever. Even though he is in dire straits after marriage, he still misses her little sister and brings her delicious food every now and then.

Recalling the past, Song Zhao regretted it.

There seemed to be smoke in her eyes, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly. She stared at the blue-gray under Song Yao's eye sockets, "Sister, didn't you sleep last night?"

Song Yao gently touched the two bags on his younger sister's forehead, her beautiful brows were filled with worry, "I can't sleep if you make such a mess with brother."

The younger sister is suddenly so well-behaved and sensible, she must have been really scared yesterday.

Not wanting to make Song Zhao unhappy, Song Yao cleverly changed the subject, took Song Zhao's hand into the bedroom, "I saw a beautiful pearl hairpin when I was shopping yesterday, and I thought you would like it, so I bought it."

Song Yao took out a red gold phoenix-tailed agate tassel from his cuff, and inserted it into his sister's bun with curved eyebrows.

Song Zhao felt bitter in his heart.

This is her only biological sister. She is not good to her sister at all, but her sister tolerates her willfulness and bad temper, and gives her any good things first.

But when he thought that sister would end up in such a tragic way soon, Song Zhao's heart tightened suddenly.

At this time, a servant came to report, "The second son of Taishi Ling's family is at the back door, please see the second girl."

Tai Shiling's family...

Song Zhao lowered her brows, and her slender eyelashes blocked the cold light that flashed in her eyes.

The elder sister's marriage is Duan Ziqi, the eldest son of Taishi Ling's family.

Officials in the capital walk all over the place, and Tai Shi Ling's family is not very popular. In terms of family background, sister is considered a low-marriage.

But because Duan Ziqi won the Jinshi in one fell swoop, he has a good reputation outside, and he can be regarded as a good man with intelligence, the Song family is not picky.

It's just that he didn't expect that the so-called ability and political integrity is just an illusion. In fact, Duan Ziqi is a playful scumbag.

After my elder sister got married, she not only doted on her concubine and killed her, but also had a tendency to domestic violence, which caused her to suffer terribly.

The mother-in-law was even more mean and vicious. After the Song family was defeated, she humiliated Song Yao even more.

Later, Song Yao jumped into the lake with the child in his womb, killing two people.

"Sister, are you going together?" Song Zhao tilted his head, and the tassel pendant on the bun collided with each other, making a jingling sound.

Fortunately, my sister is not married yet, this time I will never let my sister marry that scumbag.

"I'll forget it." Song Yao's face showed a shyness, grabbed the handkerchief, and turned his face away, "I'm waiting to get married now, how can I take the initiative to meet with my fiancé's family, if people see it, it will ruin the house reputation."

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Song Zhao came to the back door thoughtfully, and there stood a handsome young man in a sapphire blue brocade robe.

It was Duan Ziqi's younger brother, Duan Yunsui, the famous second ancestor in the capital.

"Sister Zhaozhao, you're finally willing to talk to me." Duan Yunsui wore a jade crown on his hair, combed his eyebrows, and held a folding fan in his hand.

Song Zhao's face was calm, his eyes swept across Duan Yunsui, and his voice was cold, "What do you want from me?"

"Sister Zhaozhao, I shouldn't have pulled your hair in a bun last time. I apologize to you. Please come to my house to eat persimmons to make amends, okay?" Duan Yunsui looked at the little girl in front of her anxiously, and said annoyedly. .

Song Zhao's face was sullen, with indifference in his exquisite eyebrows, and he refused in a cold tone, "Don't eat."

Duan Yunsui scratched his head, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Zhaozhao, you are very angry with me, aren't you?"

Song Zhao looked at the young man quietly.

Although Duan Yunsui is Duan Ziqi's younger brother and has the reputation of being a prodigal son that is not ashamed by the family, he has a good heart.

After she died, he was the only friend who visited her graveyard.

Song Zhao curled his lips, "I'm not angry."

Duan Yunsui felt aggrieved, "Then why don't you eat my persimmons?"

He looked at Song Zhao eagerly, the little girl looked pretty and fresh, white and tender.

Like the first sprouts of bamboo shoots in spring, it is fresh and pleasant.

Heart swaying at a glance, young Mu Ai.

Song Zhao reminded in a very soft voice, "Duan Yunsui, you should study hard at home so that you can gain fame in the future."

In the previous life, Duan Yunsui's fate was not good, because he was abandoned by his family because of his ignorance and incompetence. Later, he offended the rich and powerful and had his leg broken.

Duan Yunsui's ears moved, his name had been called countless times.

Why did she call it out of sister Zhaozhao's mouth, and she actually thought that this name sounded so damn nice.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and the young and unruly face was a little red, "Sister Zhaozhao, we will discuss the matter of studying later, right now you have to eat my persimmons first, so I believe you are not angry with me. "

Song Zhaodang paid back the favor, and followed Duan Yunsui to Duan's mansion in a compromise.

Duan's mansion is very close to the Song family, and it will arrive in two quarters of an hour.

Not wanting to alarm Duan's family, Duan Yunsui led Song Zhao in through the side door.

Walking to the persimmon grove in the backyard of the Duan Mansion, one can see at a glance...

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The hero appears!