Xia Qingyao did not deliberately disguise it. Old Lady Song cut off her food and clothing and clothing costs with her mother. She and her mother were not haggard every day.

Seeing that Song Jingxian noticed, Xia Qingyao's expression changed, she wanted to speak but stopped, and raised her hand to pour him tea, "Brother Prince, let's have tea first."

Song Jingxian looked at the tea cup she handed over. The ones soaked in it were the worst-quality tea leaves, which were the kind that even the servants in his yard would not drink.

He raised his eyes in confusion, "The servants in your yard despise you so much, do you usually give you this kind of tea?"

Xia Qingyao's cheeks were red and she looked a little embarrassed, and she said timidly, "All the servants in our yard have been sent away. This is the most expensive tea I can find."

"When did it happen?" Song Jingxian frowned. How could he not have the servants to serve him?

Xia Qingyao grabbed the veil and said, "Brother Prince, don't ask, it's okay for me to cook, wash and take care of my mother alone. It doesn't matter whether there are servants or not."

This is wonderful, and seems to be understanding, but actually analyzes her miserable situation completely.

Song Jingxian had a gloomy face, "If you don't say it, I'll go check it."

Xia Qingyao's eyes were immediately red and had no choice but to tell the truth helplessly, "The second day after I fell into the water, for some reason, the servants in our yard were gone, and the kitchen was also told not to deliver food to me and my mother. I and my mother have not had a full meal for a long time."

"It's Song Zhao who is at work again." Song Jing looked uneasy. He was very sorry for his benefactor because he was suffering. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Brother Prince, it doesn't matter who it is. Don't ask Sister Zhao Zhao for my sake. I don't want Sister Zhao Zhao to misunderstand me all the time. As long as she is happy, I can do anything."

Xia Qingyao kept saying that she didn't care, but actually stoked Song Jingxian's fire directly.

*

Song Jingxian came to Zhaoyang Courtyard and saw at a glance that Song Zhao was weeding with Song Jinfu.

He was in a daze for a second, feeling that the scene was a bit dazzling.

"Brother." Song Jinfu was the first to see Song Jingxian, immediately got up and walked over to greet him.

Song Jingxian did not return the gift, and strode to Song Zhao and looked down at her, "Song Zhao, can't you calm down for a while?"

The tone of accusation.

Song Zhao did not get up immediately, but after a long time, she stood up slowly.

The girl's white skirt was stained with soil, and the smell of fireworks was stained with.

Her big black and white eyes looked straight at Song Jingxian's long and gloomy eyes, and asked casually, "What do you mean?"

Song Jingxian looked at Song Zhao who was well-behaved and sensible in front of him, and felt a little sneered in his heart, "I heard from the servants that you are very peaceful these days, but you have only been persisting for a few days and have started again, right?"

Song Zhao looked at him strangely, "What did I do?"

Song Jing was envious of Song Zhao's innocent expression, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "Do you think I don't know that you sent the servants in Yaoyao yard, and you also told the kitchen not to give them food. Are you planning to starve them to death?"

"Brother, you are not allowed to be evil with your younger sister." Song Jinfu stood in front of Song Zhao and stood up for Song Zhao regardless of the rules. "I know the younger sister's character very well. She will not do these tricks behind her back. If she really wants to deal with Xia Qingyao, she will do it directly."

Song was amazed at the scene where Song Jinfu and Song Zhao shared the same hatred for the enemy, and his heart seemed to be blocked by something.
Chapter completed!