Chapter 167: Madam Liang, Minister of Rites
Song Yong remained silent and cold. Song Ci's temperament was completely different from before. Just by looking at her behavior, it was clear that she would not surrender and obey the Song family's arrangements.
Could a person with this kind of personality really be like what Song Rouxi said? He didn't think so.
"Don't be too happy yet." Song Yong sneered: "She is not a little white rabbit who can be manipulated by others. Don't think that you are the only smart one and treat others as fools."
"Second Young Master, how can you speak to our young lady like that?" Ling'er grumbled in dissatisfaction upon seeing this.
"Okay, the Minister of Rites is a man of his word. Once this matter is revealed, it will be a done deal. The Third House has no power or influence, so what can it do?" Song Rouxi was not worried about these things at all.
A few days later, on a bright spring day, Song Rouxi and Song Han personally took Li Yao out of the temple.
After not seeing each other for a long time, Li Yao had lost a lot of weight and his cheeks were sunken.
"Li Yao, your things are all here. Take them and leave quickly..." The nun behind him handed the things over in a very good manner, but unexpectedly, Li Yao looked at her with vicious eyes.
"Stop pretending to be a good guy. How have you bullied me this past year?" He waved his hand and hit him. He didn't stop after the first hit and continued to hit him again and again.
The nun was angry and subconsciously wanted to fight back, but she noticed Song Rouxi's cold eyes behind her.
After letting Li Yao hit him several times, he cursed viciously: "Be careful not to be thrown back into the temple again. If you fall into my hands, I will make you pay."
"Bah!" Li Yao spat viciously, "I will never come back even if I die."
Song Han frowned, "Mom, why are you so rude? It will be embarrassing if others see you."
After enduring such torture for so long, Li Yao finally managed to vent his anger, but was blamed by his son, and his eyes immediately turned red.
The mother in his memory was gentle, kind, and elegant in every gesture. But now his mother was rude, hitting people and crying at the slightest provocation, just like an ordinary woman. Song Han suddenly understood why his father didn't like his mother coming back.
"Mom, don't be sad. Everything is in the past. Come home with us."
Song Rouxi's gentle voice soothed Li Yao. She quickly got on the carriage and asked impatiently, "How did you get me out?"
She knew that Boss Song hated her, so how could he find a way to take her out.
It must be my daughter's idea.
"This matter was originally a misunderstanding. It was an order from the Crown Prince."
"You are the best. Your love for you is not in vain."
The mother and daughter hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had a lot of intimate things to talk about. After a while, Song Rouxi talked about her main concerns.
"You mean, send Song Ci to the home of the Minister of Rites? Silly girl, their family is rich and powerful, wouldn't that mean Song Ci is just a bargain for that little bitch."
When Song Han heard the word "little bitch", his eyebrows twitched wildly. It was so vulgar.
Song Rouxi patted her hand, "Mom, don't worry. The third son of the Minister of Rites is a fool. He has beaten several of the maids serving him to death. Even a wealthy family needs to live a good life."
Hearing this, Li Yao immediately smiled happily, "She is not cruel and unruly, isn't this just right."
"Mom, I'll have to trouble you to make a trip for this matter."
"You want me to go to the Minister of Rites' home and talk to his wife?"
"Yes." Song Rouxi was very satisfied. "Father said this matter is not very good, so mother has to take care of it."
Li Yao took the responsibility, "Don't worry, mother will take care of this matter for you. I guarantee that Song Ci will marry him."
Song Ci didn't know that her marriage had been quietly arranged.
He was using the silver sent by the Zhang family to buy another house in the south.
The owner of this house was planning to leave Beijing. The house was new and not small in size. He was in a hurry to sell it and the price was not expensive. Song Ci thought about it and agreed to buy it.
Counting it this way, she already had five houses, excluding the one she gave to Lin Huo, which made four. When they were sold, she would receive a large sum of money, and she would be so happy.
Even knowing that Li Yao had returned at night did not affect her good mood.
The prince has taken action, and Li Yao's return is a foregone conclusion. It is useless for her to struggle now. However, there is still a long time to go. According to the mischievous personality of the eldest family, Li Yao will make a mistake sooner or later.
She was waiting to deal with them later.
After Li Yao came back, she was busy all the time. No one knew what she said, but on the third day, the wife of the Minister of Rites actually came to visit the Song family.
Li Yao smiled and said, "Madam, why are you here in our house? Please take a seat."
The wife of the Minister of Rites was named Liang. She was dressed very luxuriously, with bracelets with rich water tips on her hands, a shiny gold hairpin on her head, and hairpins and rings inlaid with various gems, which jingled when she walked.
She sat down leisurely and said, "I'm free today, so I wanted to come and talk to you."
What he said was false, he was actually tempted by his own proposal.
Li Yao understood, "Hurry up and serve the tea and snacks."
"Don't bother. I'll just sit for a bit and then leave. I heard you have several daughters. I only have three sons and no daughters. Why don't you call them out and let me take a look?"
"Okay, Madam, please wait. I'll send someone to call the three girls over."
As she spoke, Ling'er beside her went to call for help with great tact.
Song Ci was reading a book. When she heard this, she looked up and saw Ling'er with an unnatural expression. "The wife of the Minister of Rites is here as a guest. She wants us to accompany her?"
"Yes, they came and said they wanted to see the younger ones. This, can't be impolite."
"Is it really just that?" Song Ci smiled with a forced smile, which made Ling'er feel like a heavy stone was pressing on her heart. This Third Young Lady was too difficult to fool.
"certainly."
Now they are still members of the Song family on the surface, so it is reasonable for them to go. Song Ci thought about it, then stood up and walked towards the main house.
When she arrived, Song Rouxi and Song Ying had already arrived.
Song Rouxi chatted and laughed from time to time, and Song Ying's face was full of flattery, and she found opportunities to say other things.
"Madam, this is my third sister."
When Song Rouxi introduced herself, Liang immediately glanced over, her gaze lingering on her face for a moment, then she scanned her figure, a look of satisfaction on her face.
Song Ci felt a little uncomfortable when she was staring at her. The way she looked at her was not like she was looking at a person, but like she was looking at an object.
"Yes, she is a pretty girl."
Li Yao: "The three girls in my family are all good girls. Song Ci is not talkative and has a gentle and docile personality."
"Harmony is good, harmony is good." The smile on Liang's face became more genuine.
The two of them interacted with each other, seemingly saying nothing, but they understood each other tacitly.
Mrs. Liang was very satisfied and looked at Song Ci a few more times subtly. Although her family background was not very good, she was very beautiful and had a good personality. So, she was still worthy of her son.
Judging from her figure, she won't be tortured to death easily in the future. Maybe if she's lucky, she can give birth to a boy or a girl, so the third child will have descendants.
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