Chapter 863 You take your time to write it, I will just listen

"Puff!" Shen Qingyun was amused by him, and glared at him and said, "You are dreaming, kid. Even if I beat your ass to pieces, I won't touch Xier even a finger."

Yan Qingsong chuckled, scratched his head and said, "It's okay, I have thick skin and can withstand beatings.

My sister is delicate and can't take a beating."

Shen Qingyun glared and said, "Dare to tell your sister those nonsense, I will beat you."

Yan Qingsong hurriedly trotted over, moved over and took Song Yanxi's arm, saying, "Sister Xi, save me! Auntie is going to beat me to death."

As he spoke, he winked at her and whispered, "The prince's brother-in-law is here."

Song Yanxi raised her hand and touched his forehead, smiling faintly as she said, "Go back and change your wet clothes quickly to avoid catching a cold."

Yan Qingsong patted his chest and said, "Manly..."

Shen Qingyun interrupted him and asked him, "Are you afraid of taking medicine or getting acupuncture?"

Seeing Yan Qingsong's face turn pale, she looked at Song Yanxi and said, "Xi'er, I think your little cousin is in trouble. You should give him a good beating later.

I'll prescribe him a month's worth of bitter medicine to cure his illness."

When he heard that he needed to have an acupuncture injection and take medicine, Yan Qingsong turned around and ran out.

As he ran, he shouted, "I'm going to go back and change my clothes, right now!"

Shen Qingyun quickly took an umbrella and followed, saying angrily: "This brat, his clothes will get soaked later, and he will definitely get sick."

After watching the two walk away, Yan Qing saw Song Yanxi still sitting there and couldn't help asking, "Xi'er, didn't Song'er say that the prince was coming?"

Thinking of something, she chuckled and said, "Don't worry, your mother is not such a petty person. She won't take such a small thing to heart."

Song Yanxi asked tentatively: "What about you just now?"

Yan Qing straightened his sleeves and said quietly, "I should teach you a lesson, so that I won't be the only one in the family who is kept in the dark when something serious happens in the future.

If you don’t know, you might think I’m incompetent and afraid that I’ll hold you back.”

Hearing this, Song Yanxi felt helpless.

She sighed softly and explained, "Mother, you know very well that we don't have any intention of disliking you at all."

Yan Qing sneered, "Yes, I know you are all doing this for my own good."

Song Yanxi: “…”

Well, I'm still angry.

Who just said that she wasn't a petty person and wouldn't get angry over such a small thing?

Meeting her gaze, Yan Qing clearly guessed something and snorted coldly, "Go find the prince quickly. If there's anything important going on, don't waste your time here."

Song Yanxi's eyebrows jumped, and she quickly stepped forward to hold her arm, shaking it gently and said, "Who cares about the prince? Nothing in the world is more important than accompanying mother."

Even though he knew she was just trying to coax him, Yan Qing still felt warm in his heart when he heard these words.

She glared at Song Yanxi, "Girl, you always say these empty words to coax me.

When things really get tough, they still have great ideas."

Song Yanxi was about to say that she didn't, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

Whether it was joining the army to fight or her subsequent divorce from Lin Tingfeng, she had indeed never informed her mother in advance.

Even the matter with His Royal Highness Prince Jin was not mentioned to her mother until she realized her feelings and returned to Beijing.

So her mother said that she was very opinionated. Although it was just said in anger, she was not wrong about her.

But the development of many things was beyond her expectations. She had to act in an emergency and there was no time to write a letter to her mother in advance to explain the situation.

It is said that no one knows a daughter better than her mother. Before Song Yanxi opened her mouth, Yan Qing had already guessed what she was going to say.

She asked coldly, "Let's not talk about other things, why didn't you even have time to inform me about what happened today?"

If she hadn't been caught red-handed, Song Yanxi could still close her eyes and say that the situation was urgent and she wanted to explain it to her later.

Unfortunately, they collided head-on.

At that distance, even if there was the sound of rain on the eaves, her mother would probably have heard every word she said to Zhuzhi.

People have heard it with their own ears. If you say anything more, it will not be an explanation but sophistry.

"Mother..." Song Yanxi opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Yan Qing pulled her hand away, picked up the teacup and said, "Take your time to make up your story, and I'll just listen."

This one sentence stopped Song Yanxi from saying anything she hadn't even finished thinking about.

What else can she say?

Song Yanxi pinched the corner of her clothes, thinking about how to explain, when she heard her mother say very understandingly: "It's not a big deal, go and take care of the business with the prince first, and come back to me when you have finished the story."

Hearing this, she felt like crying but had no tears.

How could she not have known before that when her mother became weird, her power was not weaker than that of her aunt.

They are indeed a pair of sisters-in-law who grew up together, and neither of them is easy to fool.

Yan Qing glanced at Song Yanxi, then stood up and said, "Go ahead, I'll go to the front yard to see Mr. He."

Song Yanxi: "I'll take my mother there."

"No need." Yan Qing refused decisively, "I'm in my own home, why would I want to give you a gift?"

She looked at him dimly and said, "If you are truly filial, think carefully about how to write this."

Song Yanxi: “…”

*

Song Yanxi was not surprised when she heard Mo Jinchuan say that Lin Tingfeng and Zhuang Shihan did not see His Majesty last night.

"Having missed such a good opportunity, it will be difficult for Princess Shihan to cut ties with Lin Tingfeng again."

Mo Jinchuan: "Xier, are you sympathizing with her?"

"Not really." Song Yanxi frowned, thought carefully and said, "To be more precise, I just can't bear to see Lin Tingfeng having an easy time.

Your Majesty should know that without her dowry, the Lin family would not be living well now."

Mo Jinchuan's dark eyes stained with a smile, "Xi'er, do you know what the people in the capital think of the Lin family now?"

Song Yanxi cleared her throat and imitated Zhuzhi's tone, saying, "Now, the dozens of people in the Lin family are all supported by Princess Shihan alone.

She hasn't even married yet, and the whole family is already acting like they can't afford to live anymore."

After learning the conversation, she couldn't help but laugh. She straightened her face and said, "They are willing to fight and be beaten. It's really not right for us outsiders to laugh at them."

Although she said this, Song Yanxi did not feel any guilt in her heart.

When she was in the Lin family, not only was Old Lady Lin critical of her, but even her uncle Lin Tingye did not respect her.

It was obvious that Lin Tingfeng wanted to use the power of their Yan family to design that heroic rescue of the beauty, which allowed him to marry her.

When she got married, even though her grandfather was not satisfied with the marriage, he still prepared a dowry for her that was as long as ten miles of red.

Because of that grand wedding banquet, Lin Tingfeng, who was originally unknown in Beijing and even could be said to be unknown, became a famous figure in Beijing.

Many people who had no personal relationship with him before sent visiting cards, hoping to make friends with him.

Even those noble families who had never looked upon the Lin family with respect in the past would send an invitation when preparing a banquet at their house.

They didn't really want to get to know Lin Tingfeng, they just wanted to save face and didn't want the Yan family to think that they looked down on him, Grandpa Yan's grandson-in-law.

In fact, they do look down on it.