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Chapter 298 Provoking Discord
Even though they knew that King Jin was here, there were still not many guests who came to express their condolences. Because it was not a matter of King Jin's family, Dou Qushan and others did not come to avoid suspicion.

On the contrary, Yue Huaiyu and Qi Yu had a personal relationship with Song Huiyue in Tanzhou, so they both came with their mother.

The little Song family couldn't accommodate so many servants of the Yue family, and Mrs. Yue hesitated in the carriage and was unwilling to get off. At the same time, because Yue Huaiyu and Yue Zhongtai made their own decisions, they went to the Zhang family to withdraw their marriage, and became a toad in anger.

Fortunately, the Zhang family has not responded yet.

She thought that even though Zhang Xutang was in prison, and that Mr. Zhang was still standing in the hall, the father and daughter hurriedly withdrew their marriage. This is a good time. There is nowhere to go.

Where can I find another family like Zhang's.

After all, it was all bad for her daughter, she always looked down on Zhang Xutang's flair, and took the opportunity to persuade Yue Chongtai to withdraw from the engagement.

She doesn't think it's a problem for a man to spend time and drink outside.

For example, Yue Zhongtai, who is physically strong and energetic, is still like a wolf at this age, sowing seeds everywhere, not to mention that Yue Zhongtai does not enter her door, even if he does, she will not be able to resist.

But outside, who doesn't respect her as Mrs. Yue.

Sitting in a carriage, the mother and daughter had countless things to say, but due to the relationship between mother and daughter, they both spoke very restrained.

The sound of Song Huiyue's wailing came from inside the Song family, Yue Huaiyu opened the curtain and looked in, and saw Jin Wang dragged Song Huiyue away.

Mrs. Yue shook her head: "Look at King Jin, he doesn't sit high in the bright hall, but guards here. On the surface, he says that he values ​​love and righteousness, but in his heart, he is actually laughing at him. How can he compare to King Yan."

Yue Huaiyu's mind immediately flashed the plain face of King Yan and the fairy figure of King Jin, and immediately sneered in his heart.

Mrs. Yue said again: "You see that you have withdrawn from the marriage. If King Jin can't make a plan here, where can we find someone better than the Zhang family? It's hard to find even with a lantern."

Yue Huaiyu said without hesitation: "I can find better ones with my eyes closed."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Yue wished she could cover her mouth, "Look at the men all over the capital, as long as they are rich and powerful, no one will go out to have fun."

Yue Huaiyu immediately listed several clean and self-sufficient people headed by King Jin, including Pei Jiaerlang.

"Hey, men are all the same. When they get married, they are carried home by one concubine after another. You listen to your mother and go to Zhang's house to admit your mistake. Let's marry Zhang Xutang, and we will marry each other in the future. , isn't it good?"

"Then I'd rather twist my hair and be a sister-in-law, or be a lady."

Mrs. Yue slapped her hard twice angrily: "You are going to piss me off, it's a waste of feeding you! If you don't listen to me, you will regret it later!"

Mrs. Yue was furious, and said indiscriminately: "Let me tell you, our family is on the side of King Yan. Your eldest sister will be the queen in the future. Even if you marry King Jin, the family will not help you!"

Yue Huaiyu turned to look at Mrs. Yue, and sneered: "I know you only have Eldest Sister in your heart, and the family has a gift from the Lord to protect the prosperity and wealth from generation to generation. You still want to use me to stabilize Eldest Sister's position in Yan Wang's Mansion. You don’t care who I marry, if I can marry King Jin, it’s my luck, if I marry a beggar, that’s my own choice, I can’t blame anyone.”

"You... you... unfilial thing! You think you can choose a few more years! There are times when you regret it!"

"If you really like Zhang Xutang, you can marry yourself!"

Yue Huaiyu jerked open the curtain, lifted her skirt and got out of the carriage, took a deep breath, thinking that it would be bad luck for her to marry Zhang Xutang.

The mother didn't love herself, and she kept pushing herself into the fire pit. She had to earn a way out for herself no matter what.

She mobilized her dignified lady face, walked into Song's house, and found Qi Yu.

She came for a purpose.

To divorce Zhang Xutang, she still needs to do one more thing.

Qi Yu's eyes were red from crying, but with a strange light, he suffered internal injuries under Madam Qi's suppression. When he saw Yue Huaiyu, he grinned, and when Yue Huaiyu saluted, he held hands and said: " Mrs. Song is so pitiful."

Yue Huaiyu nodded: "Yes."

With this topic, Qi Yu's words began to flow out: "Did you see King Jin just now? King Jin is so kind, he has been here with you all the time, but now many people say that King Jin is not good and succumbed to power... "

Mrs. Qi coughed heavily, Qi Yu trembled, and quickly lowered her voice: "Let's go somewhere else for a walk."

However, when she looked up, the Song family was so small, there was nowhere to go, and they would have to go to the kitchen after two more steps.

Yue Huaiyu took her hand: "Let's go see Mrs. Song and comfort her."

Qi Yu nodded quickly, then turned to ask Mrs. Qi for instructions, and only after Mrs. Qi agreed, did she go with Yue Huaiyu.

In just a few steps, she still didn't forget to chat with Yue Huaiyu: "When it was first reported that the Zhang family rebelled, my mother was scared to death, saying that King Jin would definitely not let the Zhang family go, what do you think King Jin... ..."

Before she finished speaking, she shut her mouth, because Huang Ting had already reached her.

Huang Ting guarded the door, looked at the two little girls with a smile, and didn't intend to get out of the way.

Amidst the sound of chanting scriptures, chanting Buddha, wooden fish, drums and cymbals, Yue Huaiyu greeted Huang Tingfu generously: "You are in trouble, please let us know that we want to go in and talk to Mrs. Song, so that she can distract her, so as not to be too sad."

Huang Ting quickly responded, but there was a lot of noise in the yard, so he opened the door a little, and went in to communicate.

Qi Yu's gaze immediately followed in like a snake, even though it was just a quick glance, it still allowed her to see clearly what was going on inside.

The room is clean and bright, with simple furnishings. The outer room is a set of camphor wood Eight Immortals table, a small table by the window, with a pot of orchids with fat leaves, and a four-fold paper screen in the middle, blocking the black lacquered bed in the inner room.

Qi Yu whispered in Yue Huaiyu's ear: "How did the prince and Mrs. Song get in?"

Yue Huaiyu said vaguely, "Perhaps she passed out."

Soon Huang Ting came out, still smiling, but there was a slight change in the smile in an instant, it seemed much more sincere.

Yue Huaiyu could see this change at a glance, and as expected, Huang Ting opened the door and invited the two of them in.

When the door was opened again this time, King Jin and Song Huiyue had already sat at the table of the Eight Immortals. King Jin asked them not to be too polite, and asked the waiter to serve them refreshments, and then walked out.

Qi Yu waited for King Jin to go out before letting out a sigh of relief and glanced behind the screen.

This time she saw clearly that there was a bed behind the screen, and there were a pair of men's shoes under the bed.

She couldn't help standing up and tiptoeing to take a look, and then her face became strange: "Miss Song, your brother..."

Seeing her strange expression, Yue Huaiyu couldn't help getting up to take a look. When she came back and sat down, her heart was still beating wildly.

When they were in Tanzhou, they all met Song Qinghui. Although he was stupid, he was alive and kicking, and he was more decent than ordinary children. Now he is lying motionless on the bed, just like the orchid with big leaves on the little table—even though the branches are flourishing. Mao, also unable to move an inch.

This is what Zhang Xutang did.

(End of this chapter)