As Guan Surong spoke, she stepped forward to pour a glass of wine into the glass in front of Song Lan. She stood up from opposite Song Lan, took a few steps towards him, and poured the wine close to him, her jasmine-scented sleeves brushing past him inadvertently.
Today she wore a Xiang Fei-colored skirt, with cockscomb flowers blooming from the cuffs and neckline, and her hair was tied in a concentric bun with only two butterfly hairpins inserted in the bun. This outfit perfectly set off Guan Surong's beauty.
Guan Surong finished pouring the wine and looked at Song Lan with a faint smile, "Cousin, would you like to try it?"
Song Lan looked at Guan Surong like this, raised the wine in the glass to his lips, but did not drink it immediately. He and Song Jing had always grown up in the borderland, where there was always unrest. He had trained his sense of smell since he was a child, and he could immediately smell such a trivial trick.
After all, there are some differences between warm wine and ordinary wine.
However, Song Lan didn't want to expose her directly. Instead, he looked at Guan Surong and smiled, "My dear sister, it suddenly occurred to me that since you took the trouble to prepare such a large table of dishes, you should also ask the master of the family to come and taste them. If I eat all of them, wouldn't that be a waste of my cousin's kindness?"
Guan Surong immediately became anxious when she heard this. Her face turned pale, but she still forced herself to remain calm and smiled twice. "Cousin, why don't I make a few more dishes next time and invite uncle to join us? The food and wine here are really simple. If I invite uncle over, I'm afraid it would be a bit of a poor treat."
"Now that we have it ready, why bother? I think these dishes are good. The master usually eats everything." Song Lan said, and waved to the servant beside him, saying lightly, "The master must be at home at this time. Hurry and call him over to taste my cousin's delicious food together."
The attendant boy responded and went out.
Guan Surong never thought that things would develop in this direction, and she immediately panicked. She looked at Song Lan's hesitant expression and said, "Cousin, this wine is just ordinary wine. I will go warm up a pot of good wine and then have a feast with my uncle. Since the dishes are already simple, this good wine is absolutely indispensable."
"I think this wine is already very good." Song Lan smiled faintly and comforted Guan Surong, "We are all family, why bother with so much?"
Guan Surong was now in a dilemma, so she thought that if Song Jing really came, she would pretend to accidentally knock over the pot of warm wine. Otherwise, if Song Jing drank it, the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Guan Surong's expression finally looked better.
After a while, Song Lan's attendant called Song Jing over. Even before Song Jing even entered the room, a smile was already on his face. He said to Guan Surong from a distance, "Sister Rong actually has such skills. It's really unexpected. I'd like to try it now."
Guan Surong forced a smile and said, "Uncle, Rong'er's cooking skills are really no match for the chef in your house. I'm just showing off my skills in front of an expert."
"Sister Rong is too modest." Song Jing smiled and sat on the chair. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. He immediately praised, "It's delicious. It's not much worse than the chef's."
"I am overjoyed to hear my uncle praise Rong'er."
Seeing that everyone was gathered, Song Lan looked at Song Jing and smiled, "Father, my cousin not only prepared food for today, but also warmed up a pot of good wine. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't taste it?"
When Song Jing heard this, he smiled and took out his cup, placed it in front of Guan Surong, and said with a smile, "Sister Rong, pour a cup for your uncle quickly."
Guan Surong responded softly, pretending to pour wine and picked up Song Jing's cup. However, her hand slipped and the wine pot in her hand fell to the ground in an instant. The wine cup broke into pieces and the wine spilled all over the floor.
The sweet aroma of wine spread upwards from the ground, causing Song Jing, who was holding the chopsticks, to frown.
Guan Surong still thought she had escaped a disaster, and only smiled awkwardly at Song Jing, "Uncle, Rong'er accidentally broke this wine pot. I'll just have to wait for Rong'er to warm up a pot of good wine."
Before Song Jing could speak, Song Lan, who was sitting opposite him, smiled and said, "Cousin, why are you so careless? It's a pity to waste this pot of good wine."
"Rong'er will go down and warm up the wine. She will come back with it later." Guan Surong looked shy and glanced at the maid behind her. "Hurry up and clean it up. Don't let the wine splash all over my uncle and cousin."
After Guan Surong finished speaking, she turned around and went to do her work, leaving Song Lan and Song Jing where they were.
Song Lan looked at Guan Surong's receding figure and said in a low voice, "Father, I have a glass of wine here. Would you like to try it?"
Song Jing held his breath. He now understood why Song Lan had called him here: it was simply to show him the true face of this family. Song Jing frowned, somewhat displeased, but only glanced at Guan Surong's maid, Taohong. "I'm not in the mood to eat anymore. Clear the table. Tell Sister Rong to stop bothering."
Song Jing stood up and glanced at Song Lan again, "Follow me."
Song Lan knew that Song Jing had understood what he meant, so he quickly followed Song Jing to the study.
In the study, Song Jing said in surprise, "If Sister Rong really liked you, and you were also attracted to him, why would I stop her? Why are you doing these shameful things now?"
Song Lan leaned against the door frame and chuckled, "Father, I don't like my cousin, and I guess my cousin doesn't like me either. It's my good aunt who likes our family's power. How can she accomplish anything without using some tricks? I just want to let you know that you have let my sister down."
"Thinking about it this way, I was wrong about your sister. It's not a bad thing for her to be overthinking." Song Jing sighed, a bit unhappy, "Family members will always look after each other. What difference does it make whether she marries in or not? Such behavior is so dishonest and harbors evil intentions. It really chills my heart."
"Father, the most important thing now is that my aunt and cousin are living in our house with this very intention. If we let them continue to stay, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles." Song Lan calmed down and said lightly, "I was able to stop them once, but I don't know what other tricks they will have in store for me in the future. I'm afraid that if I keep them in the house, I'll be caught in their trap one day."
Song Jing glared at Song Lan and said, "What should we do? If we find you a marriage, they will naturally leave. Just say that the future mistress is unhappy, and the matter will be brushed aside. Otherwise, how can you get this family to leave?"
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