Chapter 62 Those faces are the evidence?
Song Ziling sighed, with a rather helpless expression, and asked, "You don't hang around with me, what is the reason?"

"Well, Brother Ziling, let me tell." Jiang Qinian smiled and said, "The Holy Majesty is about to draft, and he is already collecting lists of girls of the right age from various families, including Yunchu and Yaoyao."

"Hmm, wait a minute." Song Ziling frowned slightly, his face rather displeased, "Who allowed you to call our family Yaoyao so close?"

Jiang Qinian: "." Is this the point? ?
"In short, both girls are going to participate in the draft, and it is expected that the harem will come down with a notice in two months, but they are unwilling to enter the palace, so the only way now is to make a marriage contract before then."

Hearing Jiang Qinian say so much in one breath, Song Ziling pursed his lips tightly, and his face was not as relaxed as before.

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Qinian smiled: "You propose marriage to Yunchu, and I propose marriage to Yaoyao."

Song Ziling: "???"

Several people had lunch in Wanfu Building, and then went back to their homes after a stroll.

Before leaving, Jiang Yunchu held Song Yao back with a blushing face, and whispered, "Yaoyao, please persuade your second brother to speak nice words for me!"

"understood!"

After returning home, just as Song Yao sat down to drink tea, a young servant ran over and reported: "Third Miss, someone is coming from the palace. The master asked you to go to the front hall."

Hearing this, Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

When she came to the front hall with Xia Cao, there were several palace people guarding the door, and in the hall, the one sitting on the side chair was none other than the national teacher.

Seeing this, Song Yao's eyelashes trembled, and a suspicion arose in her heart. She walked into the hall, came to the national teacher, bent down and nodded: "Master the national teacher."

"Ouch, Miss Song!" Seeing Song Yao, the national teacher's expression was obviously agitated, "Old man"

He froze for a moment, because he noticed that the red pattern on Song Yao's forehead was more obvious than before.

Not only that, the aura lingering around her is also more abundant.

Why is this?

However, for the current national teacher, this is not important. He smiled and said: "I have to trouble the girl to enter the palace to prepare for the opening of the altar to pray for rain in the future."

Song Yingli squinted his eyes halfway, looked at the state teacher's appearance, and curled his mouth, as long as his daughter can successfully pray for rain this time, let's see how arrogant that old man Cheng Songde is! ! ?

Hearing this, Song Yao blinked her eyes, glanced at Song Yingli, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll trouble you, Master Guoshi, to go there myself."

"Should be, should be!" The national teacher chuckled, "This time when entering the palace, the girl has to stay for two nights, so you can pack up the things you need to bring first."

"it is good."

After that, Song Yao ordered Xia Cao to pack her clothes. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Master Guoshi, I have never been out of the house for so long when I grow up. I wonder if I can let my brother go with me?" ?”

"Which brother?"

"Song Sui."

Hearing this, the national teacher pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and said, "OK."

"Thank you, Mr. National Teacher."

At this time, Song Wen heard the news from nowhere, ran into the front hall from the outside, and said, "Master Guoshi, I heard that we need girls who have not left the cabinet to pray for rain."

"That's right." The national teacher stroked the beard on his chin and replied slowly.

Song Wen smiled and said, "But my sister is no longer a virgin."

"What?" The national teacher frowned and looked at Song Yao suspiciously.

Hearing what Song Wen said, Song Yingli was furious, stood up and slapped the table, cursing: "Song Wen! What nonsense are you talking about?? She is your own sister!!!"

Regarding this, Song Yao just glanced at Song Wen indifferently, and said strangely: "My sister said so, what evidence is there?"

"Hmph, those noodles raised in your yard are the proof!!"

"Mian Shou?" Song Yingli frowned, puzzled, "Yo Yao, what's going on?"

"Father." Song Yao lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Those are not facial guards, they are guards specially trained by my daughter."

"Song Yao, you're still pretending!!" Song Wen pointed at Song Yao and said proudly, "Why don't we call those faces over to ask questions??"

"Okay." Song Yao pursed her lips and smiled, without the slightest warmth in her eyes, "Go and call."

After a while, all nine faces gathered in the front hall.

Seeing so many men came from Song Yaoyuan, Song Yingli felt suffocated.

Good guy, there are so many good-looking men raised in my daughter's yard? ?
"Tell me, what did you do while staying in the third girl's yard?" Song Wen asked proudly, as if she was sure that Song Yao would fall.

"Well, we... run."

"Zama step."

"Sandbag long jump."

"Fight each other."

"Eat and sleep."

"."

Everyone: "??"

Song Yao was sitting on a chair beside him, drinking tea slowly.

Song Wen couldn't believe what these people said. She pursed her lips and said unwillingly, "Did Song Yao tell you to say that in advance? Have you ever served in bed?"

"Weiwei, the third girl usually didn't talk to us except for letting us go for a run."

Song Wen: "."

"Impossible!!" Song Wen frowned tightly, looking at Song Yingli, "Father, they must have colluded in advance!!"

"presumptuous!!"

Song Yingli was obviously pissed off by Song Wen, and said angrily, "How did I raise such a daughter as you??! Go back to the ancestral hall and kneel, don't get up without my permission!!"

No matter how unwilling she is, Song Wen can only obediently go to the ancestral hall.

A few days ago, the Yu family seemed to have angered Song Yingli because of what happened to He Sheng, which made Song Yingli also dislike Song Wen.

In today's scene, it was inconvenient for Mrs. Yu to come out, so Song Wen was called to talk about it.

Originally, I thought that Song Yao's matter could be made a mess and her reputation would be ruined, but I didn't expect not only to fail, but also to involve myself in it.

Song Wen came to the ancestral hall and sat aside angrily, but not long after, Steward Chen came.

"Miss Si, the master told you to kneel, so you can kneel, don't make it difficult for the old man."

"My dad asked you to watch me??!"

At this moment, Xia Cao had already packed her things and came to the front hall with Yan Sui.

After watching this farce, the national teacher smiled helplessly: "Master Song, this little girl is really, hey."

"I made Master Guoshi laugh." Song Yingli smiled coyly, and said angrily, "I've been spoiled by her mother, so I must educate her well."

"En." The national teacher looked at Song Yao and said softly, "Miss Song, let's go now, shall we?"

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)

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