After comforting Mrs. Song, Song Yao pulled Song Nian out of Mrs. Song's room.
"Second sister..."
When the prince declined, the Song family already stood together with the prince, and the Song family's legitimate daughter was qualified enough to be the prince's concubine in terms of status and strength, so the prince's behavior today was really problematic.
As far as the Song family was concerned, Prince Liangdi's status was not considered high, and now a Liangdi's position would be like humiliating the Song family. My father should not have known about this, but why didn't he say anything?
Song Nian's thoughts were complicated but he knew that talking to his mother about these things would only make her anxious in vain and would not achieve any effect.
Now she was about to say something to Song Yao, but before she could say anything, she was pulled by Song Yao towards the warehouse of the mansion.
"What is the second sister going to do?"
"Go to the warehouse and take a look at what the prince has sent."
Thinking of Shen Qianyu, Song Yao's face turned red.
"The warehouse has been locked. At this time..."
With a clatter, Song Yao shook the copper key in his hand: "Let's secretly go to the warehouse and take a look. It's okay."
Song Nian frowned: "Did mother give this key to the second sister, or did the second sister take it out herself?"
"This is inconsistent with etiquette."
"You've been doing obeisances and obeisances all day long, but look at who else in this house is guarding the word "ceremony"? That..."
Pointing in the direction of Song Wan's courtyard, Song Yao snorted: "Not only did you have the honor to go home after hurting your husband, but you didn't respect your mother even when you returned to the house, and you didn't even do things like send away the people around your mother." , do you think she has observed the etiquette?"
Song shook his head: "We shouldn't talk about eldest sister behind her back, and what does her disobeying etiquette have to do with us? Could it be that if she doesn't follow etiquette, we can imitate her?"
"Is it possible that my eldest sister hurt her husband first and we should follow suit?"
Song Nian raised his hand, trying to get the warehouse key in Song Yao's hand.
"What are you taking? This was given to me by my mother."
Hooking the brass key and ducking back, Song Yao instantly snatched the thing back from Song Nian's hand.
"hiss……"
The edge of the key scratched the palm of his hand, and a faint trace of blood appeared. It hurt so much that Song Nian shook his hand.
"Are you okay? I'll take you to the room to apply some powder to stop bleeding."
"No need, it's a small wound."
Song Nian let out a long sigh and stared at the palm of his hand in silence.
"What's wrong? You're not going to hold a grudge against your sister just because of this trivial matter, are you?"
Song Yao grabbed Song Nian's hand and blew it gently: "Small wounds are not that delicate."
"I'm fine."
"Sister, I'm going to apply some medicine in the room. You... just go and do whatever you want. Be careful."
"I know it, so I need you to tell me."
After lightly tapping the tip of Song Nian's nose, Song Yao turned around and left. As soon as she passed the hanging flower door, she turned back: "Remember not to get wet, so as not to get scars."
"Nian'er knows."
Song Yao smiled, pursed his lips and walked out.
Song Nian raised his palm and looked at the blood marks on his palm in a daze.
She knew Song Yao's temperament all the time. In the past, she always wanted to pull him back to stop her from going astray, but neither her mother nor her second sister believed her.
Song lowered his eyes, feeling a little annoyed.
Although my mother is the mistress of the house, my father really doesn't think much of her, mother and daughter.
In his father's eyes, he first has She Ji, then the Song clan, and then Song Fu, who will take over the Song Mansion and the position of head of the Song clan in the future.
For the rest, even the eldest sister doesn't know whether her father really cares about her.
It is difficult for a woman in the back house not to be loved by her father and brothers. If her mother is still unable to stand up, there will really be nothing to talk about or think about in the future.
Song Nian squeezed his palms and thought to himself.
Does she really want to hold Song Yao back and not let him go?
If she was implicated in admonishing Song Yao like today, will she continue to do it in the future?
Song blinked, with a little confusion in his eyes.
Song Yao has already grown hair, and her future has been decided, but what about her?
"Yinsu..."
"Miss Third, my servant is here."
Song Nian's round face was still a little childish. She looked at Mrs. Song's closed door behind her and finally shook her head.
"Go back to your room."
Song Nian left sadly, not knowing that Song Yao not only went to the warehouse of the mansion, but also secretly opened and looked at the items given by the prince one by one.
Especially when I saw those pieces of cloth with bright colors and patterns, I was even more delighted.
Carefully opening the box containing the hosta, Song Yao gently touched it and smiled sweetly.
This hairpin really suits her.
"These things were obviously given to me by the prince, how could they be put into the treasury by my father?"
Last time she and Song Nian only got two small wishful buttons, which made her stunned for a long time. Today, this thing is exactly what can save her face, but unexpectedly her father sent it to the library.
Song Yao pursed his lips and carefully put the hosta on his head.
It's not that she and Song Nian don't have good things in their hands, but it's true that there are only a few. There are only a few items that can be taken out, and they were all given by Concubine Yun in the early years, or given to their mother, who then gave them to them.
The mother was a concubine of the Su family, and was not favored by her maternal grandfather's family. Naturally, she had nothing good in her hands, and the father had no intention of caring about the makeup box of the woman in the back house, which was full of sparse items.
Taking the hosta off his head, Song Yao played with it lovingly before putting it back in the cage.
It's not that she is shallow-minded and likes these precious things, she just feels unhappy. Why is there such a big gap between her, Song Nian and Song Wan, who are both direct daughters of the Song family?
Everything Song Wan wears is not bad or impeccable. Even if she becomes a widow, Concubine Yun will save her a bunch of valuable items.
What's even more outrageous is that Concubine Yun would rather leave those things for Song Wan to be buried with her than give any of them to their mother and daughter!
Obviously... obviously they all call Concubine Yun "aunt", it is obvious that they are all a family.
When closing the cage, Song Yao couldn't help gritting his teeth and swearing secretly.
She will definitely enter the East Palace, and she will definitely occupy the back seat, so that all those who despise their mother and daughter can only kneel before her in the future.
After packing the things carefully, Song Yao walked out of the warehouse.
After Song Lan'an returned to the study, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the prince's actions today had a deeper meaning. Just when he was about to check the delivered items again, he saw Song Yao walking out of the warehouse with an ambitious look on his face.
He frowned slightly and turned to leave.
The housekeeper of the Song Dynasty accompanied him and was a little surprised to see this situation.
Song Lan'an sighed: "It won't work."
The housekeeper of the Song Mansion lowered his head and said, "Second Miss is still young, maybe she can enter the palace in the future."
"How long will it take in the future? Is it possible that she will have to wait until she involves the entire Song family to understand some rules and gain some discernment?"
The housekeeper didn't dare to say anything anymore, Song Lan'an said: "Tomorrow you go to my sect to find a few disciples with a steady temperament and good character. Yao'er's marriage should be settled."
No matter what the prince's plan was, he could not let Song Yao enter the palace.
He did not ask Song Yao to seek benefits for the clan, but he only asked Song Lan'an's daughter not to bring harm to the clan.
After Song Lan'an finished speaking, he frowned and added: "There is no need to consider one's background. In terms of character, you are very picky."
