After breakfast, Song Zhao went to Xianghetang to pay tribute to his grandmother as usual.

The Song family was highly valued and respected, and there were so many guests coming to the banquet, and it was already crowded with people before the hour.

When passing by the back garden, Song Zhao saw Xia Qingyao and Duan Yingying chatting and laughing with the daughters of Beppu.

Xia Qingyao felt that today was her highlight moment, and she was dressed more grand than a noble girl in a family.

A pomegranate red flower-dragging skirt set her figure gracefully, with a standard oval face, a little red on the edges, showing her charming look.

She was like the owner of the mansion, and she talked to Song Zhao intimately, "Is Sister Zhao Zhao going to pay my respects to her grandmother again?"

Song Zhao skimmed his lips.

She wore a water-blue stand-collar robe and woven a golden horse-faced skirt, and covered with cloud shoulders and tassels.

She is combed in a double-ring bun, her cheeks are white and delicate, and she is the most beautiful flower in the garden.

Xia Qingyao's heart was so sad that if she could be as noble as Song Zhao, she could wear such good materials.

Song Zhao stroked his shirt and skirt, swept over his eyes indifferently, and said two words as light as fog, "Palm and mouth."

Xia Qingyao's expression changed slightly, "What do you mean by Sister Zhaozhao?"

Lingling immediately snorted and said with her hips, "You are a fool! My master is the second lady of the Song family. You are just an orphan who is living under someone else's roof. What qualifications do you have to call us second sisters? You are simply disrespectful and you are offended. Why don't you put your face over and be beaten!"

The noble lady here has never heard such vulgar words, and she was stunned for a moment.

Song Zhao looked at his maid with bright eyes.

Lingdang asked guiltily, "Miss Two, did I say it wrong?"

Song Zhao said interestingly, "You can scold me a few more words."

The bell was immediately inspired, and he cursed in his hometown dialect without changing his expression.

Xia Qingyao, “…”

Her beautiful face is white, like a small white flower in the wind.

Duan Yingying said furiously, "Song Zhao, you are crazy! Qingyao will be adopted by your aunt in a few hours. Qingyao is the lady in the mansion. If you call me sister in the future, you have no rules at all!"

The Song family caused the Duan family to lose their eldest son and suffered heavy losses.

But the Duan family still wants to welcome people to interact with the Song family with a smile, which is the official rule.

Duan Yingying also came to watch the ceremony on behalf of Duan's mansion today. By the way, she disliked Song Zhao. She had already hated Song Zhao. After her eldest brother was killed, she regarded Song Zhao as a thorn in her eyes.

Song Zhao smiled, "You said that she hasn't adopted her in a few more hours."

"Since you're not here, I'm here." Lingdang picked up her sleeves, stepped forward quickly, and slapped Xia Qingyao twice in the face.

Xia Qingyao was deeply impressed, and her five fingers hidden in her sleeves were gradually closed and clenched into a fist.

The bell reminded friendly, "You must also pay tribute to the second lady according to the rules."

The nails pierced into the palm and felt ache. Xia Qingyao knelt humiliatedly and saluted, "Miss Song Er taught her a lesson."

Bitch, when she adopts her, she will definitely make her life worse than death.

Duan Yingying couldn't stand Song Zhao's bullying of the weak, "Song Zhao, why are you so vicious? Will bullying the weak make you feel very happy?"

"Yingying, stop talking." Duan Yunsui came over and scolded his sister in a deep voice.

Duan Yingying looked resentful, "Second brother, it was because Song Zhao ruined his eldest brother's marriage and implicated his eldest brother. She is the enemy of our Duan family. Do you still want to talk to her? Don't forget that you are the heir of the Duan family now!"

Duan Yunsui's expression froze.

The eldest brother was deposed, and his second son, who was not valued by his parents, had to grow up and support the Duan family.

He could no longer laugh with Song Zhao as casually as before.

He understood the truth, but it was difficult to do it.

Duan Yunsui lowered his head and did not dare to look at Song Zhao.

Duan Yingying said to Song Zhao with relief, "I know you are jealous of Qingyao being loved by your elder brother, but who made you so vicious and harmed your elder brother to get cold poison! You deserve it. Even if you can't stand Qingyao, she has your elder brother's support, and no matter how much your grandmother loves you, you have to take care of the prince's face. Haven't you agreed to adopt Qingyao as your sister?"

Song Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he turned around and left.

Duan Yingying did not miss the opportunity to bury her enemies and stood in front of Song Zhao, "You kept saying the rules. Now I am your guest, but you ignore me so much. Do you not take me seriously at all?"

Song Zhao raised his eyebrows, "It's good that you know."

Duan Yingying's eyes were so angry that she lost her rationality, "You have a mother but a mother, I will teach you a good lesson today and let you know the rules!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and was about to hit him.

A gust of wind came from behind and stood in front of Song Zhao with lightning speed.

Song Zhao raised his head.
Chapter completed!