Qi Sulun was not the only one dissatisfied with this marriage.
Ever since Song Yao found out that Song Wan was named queen, she felt like she was suffering from heart failure, worrying about gains and losses all day long.
It was still the mourning period in the house, but she had no intention of thinking about Song Lan'an. Instead, her heart was like an ant-gnawing day and night. Jealousy and unwillingness tormented her, making her sleepless and sleepless.
After Mrs. Song learned about Song Lan'an's death, she became very depressed. Song Yao looked for her several times and she looked lost and distraught.
After a few times, Song Yao couldn't bear it anymore, and in desperation, she had to go find Song Nian.
During Song Lan'an's funeral, unmarried girls like her could not go to the front yard to keep vigil, so Song Nian copied a verse of salvation scriptures in her room. When she saw Song Yao pushing open the door and entering, she only raised her head slightly and quickly continued writing.
"Why don't you even say anything when you see my sister?"
Sitting next to Song Nian angrily, Song Yao said, "But are you still angry about the past few days?"
Song Nian frowned slightly, but did not stop writing.
"I admit that I was a little harsh on you during those days, but that was not my intention. You also knew that Sister A was in a difficult situation, so you couldn't help but be angry."
Raising his hand to hold Song Nian, Song Yao shook her head coquettishly: "Don't blame me."
She flicked it like this, and large drops of ink fell on the paper, leaving a circle of stains. Song Nian stared at the black mass, and finally couldn't help but look at Song Yao and said: "Sister, do you know that now is the time?" It’s a national mourning, and it’s also a time for father’s mourning?”
"My father's body is still cold. Sister, what's so important that I can't wait for a while?"
Song Nian put down his pen and his eyes turned red: "What is the difficulty that my sister is facing? Why don't you tell me about it?"
Song Yao frowned: "What do you mean? Are you saying that I am not sad when my father passes away? I just haven't expressed my grief and anger like you."
"Not to mention this, when did you treat your father like this again..."
How did she not know that Song Nian was so filial to his father in the past? On the day of the funeral, she cried like a tearful person, which made her look like a heartless and unjust person.
Song Yao choked up and said, "My father has always been partial to the two. Look, if my father hadn't been partial, how could I have ended up in this situation?"
"If my father hadn't stopped me, I should have been the one doing it now..."
"But it's a good thing now. For nothing, let me, a legitimate daughter from a noble family, marry a poor man. The difference is huge."
She pinched the handkerchief and felt sour.
Song opened his mouth. There were thousands of things he wanted to say but he couldn't utter a word.
She didn't know in the past that her second sister was such a selfish person. In the past, she only felt that her second sister was a little willful because of her mother's love. She never thought that her father would pave the way for her before he died, but all she cared about was how well she married.
Song Nian lowered his head and murmured: "Didn't the second sister agree to marry the Qi family? If she wasn't afraid of being dragged down by her father, how could a person like the second sister, who has always been ambitious, be so eager to comply with her mother's wishes? Do you agree?"
"Now that my father has been able to clear his name, my second sister wants to regret it, right?"
She looked up at Song Yao and said word by word: "The Song family's reputation, which was forged by my father's flesh and blood, is my second sister planning to tarnish it before my father's mourning period has passed?"
"You came to see me today because you wanted me to help you persuade your mother to break off the engagement, right?"
"Song Nian!"
Song Yao's face turned pale with anger.
"Second sister, please go back. My younger sister can't do it and won't do it. I hope that second sister will remember that she is a daughter of the Song family. She bears the reputation of the Song family. She will burn down bridges when crossing rivers and borrow others' power in times of crisis. She will turn her back and be ruthless when she is rich. This is not a dirty thing that a member of the Song family can do."
"Second sister, please come back."
Song Nian gently folded the ink-stained scriptures in front of him and put them aside, and started again.
Song Yao's cheeks twitched with anger and he could only leave angrily.
In the past few days, there had been an endless stream of people coming to express their condolences to her father. She heard from people in the mansion that people outside had begun to build temples for her father, and the Song family was famous. If she didn't seize the opportunity now, before the people in the world knew about the relationship between the Song family and Qi The government has decided to cancel the marriage, and it will be difficult to push it back in the future.
Song Yao pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and went to look for Ming Xiang.
"Second Miss wants to see me?"
Ming Xiang was dressed in plain clothes, except for the red eyes. She was busy greeting other family members who came to express condolences. When she heard that Song Yao was looking for her, she frowned and asked what was going on.
"My servant doesn't know. The second lady only said it was an emergency."
"I understand."
Ming Xiang and several ladies confessed, then turned around and went to the backyard of Song Mansion.
Song Yao was standing under the eaves, his eyes full of irritation before he saw Ming Xiang.
She just couldn't help but be angry with her father.
Obviously her father knew everything, but he just didn't want to tell her or her mother. If her father told her all these things, how could her mother find such an unsatisfactory family for her?
The elder brother didn't know what he had in mind. He knew everything, but he only watched her lively with a cold eye, and never had a hint of brother-sister affection.
Feeling aggrieved and angry, Song Yao stood under the eaves and cried silently.
Mingxiang's heart softened when he saw her like this, and his previous impatience was a little less.
"Why did Yao'er come to see me?"
Song Yao said with red eyes: "Sister-in-law, have you known for a long time that my eldest sister will be named queen?"
Ming Xiang frowned, wondering what Song Yao meant.
"If sister-in-law had known about it for a long time, why didn't she tell Yao'er? Why didn't she stop mother and the Qi family from hastily deciding on Yao'er's marriage? Sister-in-law thinks..."
Before Song Yao could finish his question, he was interrupted by Ming Xiang.
"My father was a civil servant and died in battle. As children, we don't expect to do anything for our father. But his body is still cold, but you are only thinking about the trivial things about yourself..."
"Song Yao, are you still clear-headed?"
Ming Xiang looked angry. She never expected that at this time, Song Yao was still thinking about her marriage.
Mingxiang said: "I know what you mean, but as long as the Qi family does not cancel the engagement, the family will not take the initiative to cancel the marriage."
"After the period of filial piety, you can wait to get married in a grand manner."
After saying that, Mingxiang turned around and left, ignoring her again.
In the evening, Ming Xiang told Song Fu about the matter. Song Fu frowned and said, "Since she has already decided to get married, the palace will only wait for her to get married. You don't need to worry about the rest."
"If people value themselves, she can't blame others for looking down upon her because she acts frivolously."
"In the future, you don't have to worry about Mrs. Song and Song Yao. Just leave it to Nanny Song."
Mingxiang nodded, thinking.
The couple had dinner together, Song Fu went to the study to be busy, while Ming Xiang wrote a letter about the affairs of the mansion and handed it to Song Wan.
When Song Wan received the letter, it was past the time of Xu, and she was coming to Yi Pavilion to study ink and recite poems for Shen Qianyu.
The two of them used to keep the habit of being together to this day. Occasionally, if there is anything difficult to handle, they will discuss it together.
Ji Rong paid a visit to the two of them and handed the letter to Song Wan. Song Wan opened it and scanned it quickly. After reading it, he frowned slightly.
