Therefore, he secretly brought Wan Ying out of the Hou Mansion today just to clear Song Lianzhou's name.
His son is not a fool who raises children for others. No matter whether they scold him or not, he will not let his son suffer such injustice.
Besides, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and no matter how fine a human skin mask is, it will feel stuffy and uncomfortable when worn on the face.
"Wanying, are you hot?" Song Yijue sat closer and asked softly.
Wan Ying touched her neck, exhaled and nodded.
"Then, grandpa, can you please cool down a little?"
"good."
Seeing Wan Ying nod, Song Yijue breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, he reached out and touched Wan Ying's forehead, and then pushed away the broken hair on her forehead. The leather on her face was indeed very delicate. No matter how careful you were, it would be difficult to find out where it fit the skin. If you didn't know it clearly, She does have a mask on her face, and ordinary people can't tell it at all.
"Don't move. Grandpa will help you tear off this ugly face. After today, you won't have to wear this thing anymore. It will save you discomfort."
When she peeled off the mask, her face felt itchy, and Wan Ying couldn't help but scratch it with her hands. Song Yijue used extra patience and coaxing to tear off the mask.
After seeing the real face clearly, he was stunned for a long time.
Sure enough, Song Lianzhou was right, it was so similar that it made him feel like he was back in a trance when Song Lianzhou was a child.
He was both happy and unspeakably sad.
"Grandpa?" Wan Ying even noticed that his eyes were red.
He turned his head away and stuffed the human skin mask in his arms into his arms, "It's okay, Grandpa has sand in his eyes."
Looking back at her again, I still felt sad.
"Be good, we'll be at the restaurant soon. Grandpa will take you to eat something delicious."
While feeling sad, he was even more emotional.
Fortunately, none of it is true, and fortunately, it is all true.
Shen Zhixi is not a widow whose husband died, and this child is really Song Lianzhou's. As long as they can achieve success in the end, only Song Lianzhou can be truly happy. It doesn't matter whether Shen Zhixi is a farmer's daughter or a merchant's daughter, he All admitted.
The carriage walked for a long time and finally stopped outside the largest restaurant in Yuejing City.
Song Yijue got out of the car with Wan Ying in his arms with a face full of joy, and walked in without hesitation. When he saw the eyes of the people around him, he not only did not avoid them but even took the initiative to greet them, for fear that they would not see the child in his arms.
"Hey, General Song is here. Come in and invite me. It's been a long time. The general is getting more and more impressive."
The waiter in the restaurant saw Song Yijue and came over to him flatteringly.
"Prepare a table of food for me. Don't want anything too salty, spicy or oily. The food for my little granddaughter must be light and delicious."
"Porridge." Shen Wanying waved her little hand and then said, "I want to drink porridge."
"Want porridge?" Song Yijue raised his eyebrows, waved his hand and said: "Then serve a bowl of porridge, take a look at the food list, and I will make another choice."
"Okay, the young one will open an upper room for the general. The general will invite you upstairs."
"No need to bother." Song Yijue pointed to the empty table in the middle of the lobby and ran to it, "Just sit there, the lobby is very lively."
He wished that everyone could see it. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to sit in the side room?
From the moment he entered, he spoke loudly and attracted everyone's attention.
He was the general of the country and the queen's biological father. Most people in Yuejing City knew about him, but what they didn't know was the little girl in his arms who looked somewhat similar to him.
All the etches whispered among themselves, saying that they had never heard when the Song family had such a big child.
Judging from her appearance and age, she could guess that she was Song Yijue's granddaughter, but Song Yijue only had one son. Song Lianzhou was also famous in Yuejing City, but it was never heard that Song Lianzhou had married concubines or had children.
Speaking of Song Lianzhou, he is also famous for being a handsome man.
People who had met Song Lianzhou immediately realized that something was wrong, and the chatter became louder and louder, talking about how the child in Song Yijue's arms looked like Song Lianzhou.
Song Yijue lowered his head and looked at the food list, but his ears were always paying attention to the whispers around him.
What he wants is this effect.
After ordering the food, Song Yijue hugged Wanying into his arms again.
"My dear granddaughter, what else do you want to eat?" He said loudly on purpose so that everyone around him could hear it.
Wan Ying shook her head repeatedly, patted her belly and said, "It's too much. Mother said it's not good to waste it if you can't finish it."
She just heard Song Yijue read a lot to the waiter. She couldn't understand much of it, but she also knew that Song Yijue ordered a lot of dishes.
"My good granddaughter is great. She knows not to waste food at such a young age."
"It's my mother's stick. My mother taught Ah Ying."
"Okay, A-ying is great, and so is A-ying's mother. A-ying is grandpa's favorite grandson."
Song Yijue felt emotional again. Although he felt a little unhappy that Shen Zhixi had taken his child away for three years, he could tell by looking at the child's words and deeds that Shen Zhixi had indeed raised the child well and taught him well. . In fact, this is enough. As long as the children are good and they are good, everything is enough.
"General Song." A diner came up and asked if he could sit down.
Song Yijue made a generous gesture of invitation, and the man couldn't help but ask after he sat down.
"General Song, is this lovely child really your granddaughter?"
Song Yijue pointed at Wan Ying's face and raised his eyebrows as if to ask: What do you think?
"Yes, I have seen Uncle Guo riding a horse on the street before. The two faces look exactly the same. But because of this, I am curious. Didn't I hear that Uncle Guo has never married a wife? Are you about to marry the newly recognized daughter of the Ningcheng Hou family?"
"Yes." Song Yijue nodded and added without denying: "It is true that my son has never married, and it is true that he is about to marry the daughter that the Xie family has just recognized."
"Then...then this child?"
"This child is the child of my son and the girl from the Xie family who is about to marry. The child is also my son's biological daughter."
"Ah? General Song, listening to what you are saying, why do you become more and more confused the more you listen to me?"
Song Yijue let out a long sigh, pretending to think back, and then said after a long time: "Come to think of it, that happened many years ago."
He glanced around Xizhou and saw everyone looking at him. He looked satisfied before continuing to speak.
"You all probably know that my son was assassinated three years ago. We later found him over there in Yanzhou. Yanzhou is the daughter of Shen Zhixi who was just recognized by the Xie family. Her former residence, her biological mother was from Yanzhou. It turned out that the person who saved my son was the richest man in Yanzhou, Shen Zhixi. They fell in love for a long time and got married that year. This child was conceived at that time. "
"Ah? Then how..."
"Well, it's sad to say that all kinds of misunderstandings caused them to miss each other for so many years. The misunderstandings got bigger and bigger, and they started to hate each other. That child of Mrs. Shen mistakenly thought that my son had failed. She was also afraid that others would talk about her pregnancy before marriage, so she lied that she was married, and the father of the child died of illness. But in reality, the so-called husband who died of illness on the road was my son."
"The same goes for my son. Although he has resentment in his heart because of the misunderstanding, he actually has the Shen family in his heart. He has spent so many years trying not to get married because he misses the Shen family."
Saying that, Song Yijue let out another long sigh.
"It's better now. The two children have met again and solved their misunderstandings and knots. They have finally achieved success."
What he said seemed to be true if he had a nose and eyes.
The diner sitting opposite suddenly realized, slapped his thigh and said, "What do you mean, the widow... uh, the Xie family daughter has just arrived in Yue Jing City a few days ago, why does this uncle of the country follow the devil and insist on asking for an imperial edict?" Marry her, it turns out there is such a relationship, then it makes sense, everything makes sense."
