After her husband died in battle, she relied on the villain cub to make a comeback.

Duke Fu Guo really thought about it this time and pulled Fu Chao aside, "Tell me the truth, Anning County Master, is she their biological daughter or was she adopted? Are you clear on this matter? "

Fu Chao, "..."

Where does he know this?

Duke Fu also made an appointment. He asked too outrageously, "Master Anning County, do her family members treat her well?"

"Okay," Fu Chao had to mention this, "Miss Ye was bullied and punished by the Sun family before, and her three brothers didn't even pay a penny to help her run a restaurant.

The adults in my family once misunderstood Miss Ye. Miss Ye and her eldest and second brother's iron fists hit her hard.

To say that other people's families favor sons over daughters, Miss Ye's family has always favored daughters over sons. So if you say whether she is biological or adopted, I think that many girls in the countryside will be drowned as soon as they are born, and most of the adopted children will be drowned. is infertile. "

"The Ye family has given birth to three sons. Who would treat an adopted daughter better than a biological son?"

Yes.

There is always a difference between one's own children and other people's children.

A girl living in a wealthy family might have the opportunity to learn chess, calligraphy and painting, but find a poor scholar who has read a book.

But if his daughter is lucky enough to be alive, she will most likely end up in the countryside, working from dawn to dusk to take care of her parents and brothers. When she gets older, she will be sold to a country man for a few taels of silver and become a wife, doing housework in a numb and miserable way.

Duke Fu felt very sad, so he handed over a brocade box and said, "Can you please go to the Lord of Hell for me?"

"Okay." Fu Chao nodded.

When Ye Zhizhi heard that Duke Fu had come to visit her, she immediately became furious:

"Why doesn't he show mercy when he beats someone? Now that he has something to ask for, he greets him with a smile? Do you really think that our Ye family has no temper? If you reply to him, say goodbye!"

Xiao Jingheng is a strict wife, and Ye Zhizhi will do whatever he says.

Fu Chao didn't expect that his master's serious injury was actually caused by the weakling Fu Guo Gong!

Immediately, he smashed the brocade box on the ground and said, "We, the Black Riders, are strong and strong. The Lord of Anning County is even more eager to protect his husband. Hetian Poyu just wants to get back together. It's just a dream -!"

The moment the word "meng" was written, Ye Zhizhi suddenly took Hetian Yudao and said, "Human! You still have to have some dreams!"

Your uncle’s, Hetian jade!

Do you know that in the future, this will have a price but no market? !

Whoever can get a piece of it will be able to win and become masters in the future, okay?

Facing Fu Chao's confused gaze, Ye Zhizhi said with compassion, "Fu Guogong is old after all. As juniors, we can forgive him for his recklessness and ignorance.

After all, there are no obstacles in this world that cannot be overcome, and it doesn’t matter if he is with Tian Yu or not. The main thing is that Xiao Jingheng wants to know what he is going to say. "

Fu Chao, "?"

what?

He glanced at Ye Zhizhi, who was radiating holy light, "Master Marquis, do you want to know?"

"Ask him to come in." Xiao Jingheng looked at Ye Zhizhi and said, "If you don't dislike this jade, can I give it to you?"

"Who would dislike Hetian jade! Thank you, Boss Xiao, for going to the countryside to help targeted poverty alleviation! I will definitely protect you like the four pillars from now on!"

Ye Zhizhi was too lazy to participate in the conversation between men, and went to make medicine while holding his Hetian jade.

When he bumped into Duke Fu on the way, he snorted and rolled his eyes.

Assistant to the Duke, "..."

You said this beam is tied.

Duke Fu made his intentions clear to Xiao Jingheng.

"Apart from the jade pendant," Xiao Jingheng said, "are there any other obvious features?"

"Yes, yes! My daughter had a birthmark with a green leaf on her lower back when she was a child. Now I don't know if the birthmark will become smaller, lighter or what, but I can't tell you this when I can't check..."

Fu Guogong was also frightened by the incident of impersonating his identity.

"I will send Xu Jiang to investigate this matter, and I will give you the results in half a month at the latest."

"Okay, okay!" Fu Guogong stood on the spot.

Jamel Xiao frowned, now that the matter was finished, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"What about that?" Duke Fu Guo just heard Xu Jiang say that Ye Zhizhi and Xiao Jingheng were in a relationship with each other outside the door. He thought a little and said, "If you can get my daughter back..."

He must want to reconcile his daughter with the poor man in the countryside.

Don't talk about love, why would you rather tear down ten temples than ruin one marriage?

No money, no ability, it’s all your uncle’s fault. Life is just daily necessities, no romance.He couldn't let his daughter go to the countryside to help the poor, and he didn't know how to feel sorry for her poor thing.

"We, the Duke of Fuguo, can't repay you, and I won't despise you if you want my daughter. Let's get engaged now, and you will be my son-in-law?"

Although he is a second-hand man, his ability is there after all. Looking at his previous attitude towards Ye Zhizhi, you can tell that he is not a man who dislikes country women.

"People can have dreams, but they can't daydream."

Xiao Jingheng said without thinking, "I have no idea about the Marquis's daughter. She is very good, but I will never marry her in my life. When you leave, call Xu Jiang and remember to close the door for me."

Assistant to the Duke, "..."

Duke Fuguo held back his anger. What do you mean, your daughter is very good, but I will never marry her in my life?

"To put it bluntly, you don't dislike my daughter. You think I am willing to marry my daughter off! When I find my daughter, I will raise her for the rest of my life. I will give her to my family. No one can marry my daughter! Especially your uncle. Jamel Xiao!"

Xu Jiang and others were arranged by him to go out to investigate people.

Naturally, the Duke of Fu was also looking for a daughter.

Who would have known that just five or six days after the search, the little maid Gu Yu next to Song Jinse ran to him with tears in her eyes and said, "Master, please go back and take a look. The young master has quarreled with our young lady again!"

The auxiliary Duke frowned.

In fact, this matter is not a big deal.

It's just that Song Jinse's birthday is coming soon.

As for Song Linyuan, he had been messing around in the house these days, and he was nowhere to be seen all day long.

On the other hand, Butler Song bought a bunch of blood jade made of pigeon blood from somewhere and hurriedly delivered it to Song Linyuan's house.

The pigeon's blood was as red as blood, as big as a grown man's fist. Song Jinse fell in love with it at first sight, and immediately asked Butler Song, "Can I use two to make hairpins and earrings?"

The noble ladies in the capital are different from the women in the countryside like Ye Zhizhi, who spend their days doing nothing about food, rice, oil and salt, and sketching in the sky.

What everyone gathered together to talk about was what clothes you wore today, how much money you spent, and the hairpin I wore today, which started at a thousand taels.

Song Jinse came back from the countryside before, and many people looked down on her.

It was the Duke of Fu and others who took the winter solstice from the South China Sea, coral bracelets, and high-quality Sichuan brocade from their private treasury to support her face.

She particularly likes the feeling of being superior to others and slapping others in the face.

This pigeon blood was priceless, and it was hard for Butler Song to make the decision for her. But after all, she was the mistress of the Fu Guogong family, and she looked gloomy when she saw it.

So he said more eloquently, "The young master made a peony hairpin. He carved it with great care. I think it was for the young lady's birthday."

Song Linyuan didn't have a sweetheart either. Mrs. Song was far away in the capital, and Butler Song had some basis for his guess.

So the days passed with Song Jinse's daily expectation.

Song Linyuan learned everything quickly.

I wanted to learn how to carve peonies, and within three days I had carved a decent one, carried it in my arms and walked out.

Now, what a coincidence.

As soon as he went out, he met Song Jinse who was walking in the yard.

Song Jinse caught sight of the hairpin in his arms and spoke to him excitedly.

After talking for a while, Song Linyuan became impatient, "Are you the reincarnation of a parrot? Get out of the way, don't delay me from giving gifts!"

Give gifts.

These two words aroused Song Jinse's suspicion, so she asked what she was giving. Was she going to give this hairpin to Ye Zhizhi?

Song Linyuan had nothing to admit.

Ever since, Song Jinse suddenly exploded.

"Tell me again, who are you going to give this pigeon blood hairpin to?!"

Song Jinse was so angry that she almost burst into tears, "You don't know that the injuries on my father and I were caused by Ye Zhizhi indiscriminately. How could you give her a gift? Did you put me and my father in the hospital?" In your heart?"

"Don't say it's in your heart, you don't even have the qualifications to let me put it in your eyes."

Song Linyuan knew how to irritate people, "Don't ask stupid questions like this in the future. I'm tired of hearing it even if you ask it! Also, this pigeon blood belongs to me. I can give it to whomever I want. It's not your turn to comment." !”

Song Jinse lost his temper and said, "Didn't yours come from the Song family? The Song family's belongs to me too, so why can't I comment?"

Song Linyuan really felt that she was mentally ill, "In the Song family, I will give my eldest brother the title in the future. When will it be your turn? Are you a thief? You worry about other people's things every day and don't let go!"

"Don't take yourself so seriously, everyone has to revolve around you!"

Song Jinse cried angrily.

Gu Yu was also heartbroken, so she came here to complain.

This is always the case for master and servant.

Outside, Song Jinse was generous and polite, gritting his teeth and swallowing his grievances.

But Gu Yu dared to tell everything.

Instead of being like the other servants in the mansion, they dare not say a word of advice.

After all, it seems that whenever these siblings get together, there will always be endless conflicts and quarrels.

In the past, Duke Fu felt that his youngest son had a bad temper. He was no longer the same as when he was a child. Even if he was very hungry, he would let his daughter drink milk first. When he was still in the mother's womb, he would give up nutrients to his sister's child.

Many times, he was so ignorant that he acted very irritable when facing Song Jinse, who had suffered for many years.

Duke Fu was very angry. Not only did he say that he was ungrateful and a bastard, he was also very troubled in private. He couldn't understand why, in this family, Linyuan was more looking forward to the return of his sister than he was, but yet When the day came for the family reunion, why did he no longer like his sister?

Until that day, the blood test came out.

All the confusion and confusion were answered in an instant.

Because they had been conceived in the same mother's body, Nannan was the little sister that Song Linyuan would rather protect than suffer the consequences of her illness.

And Song Jinse replaced his little sister.

The connection between the twins made it impossible for him to have any feelings for this impostor, and he even felt instinctively displeased and disgusted.

"I understand," Fuguogong couldn't scold his son for a fake, but he still had to deal with it superficially, "I'll go talk to Linyuan."

Only then was Gu Yu satisfied. He chirped like a little sparrow and ran back to Song Jinse to tell her.

"The master is so kind to the lady!"

Yes.

Song Jinse also liked this father. She often thought that fate was sometimes unfair.

Some people are lucky enough to save Xue Shengchen from a high fever, and some people are born as the daughters of Duke Fu.

why?

Why are the daughters of ordinary people like them always the ones who endure hardship?

Why couldn't she save Xue Shengchen, why couldn't she be born as a rich lady?

Everything she gained was nothing more than a castle in the air that she had earned.

She is happy but timid, always afraid that one day her lies will be exposed.

She was used to wearing hairpins worth a thousand taels of silver each, and she no longer wanted to live in the countryside helping her brother Gu Nian sell pork, earning only about ten cents a month.

She dreamed back in the middle of the night, not without feeling guilty about the things she had done.

However, there is nothing wrong with people walking to higher places.

The original Song Jinse already had the passionate love of the Song family. People just can't have both, so they always have to give something to others.

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the other side.

As soon as Song Linyuan left the house, he immediately asked someone to drive a carriage to Tianshui Village.

At that time, Ye Zhizhi was drying the ginseng at home.

Hearing the neighing of horse hooves, he subconsciously glanced outside the fence.

He was facing Song Linyuan who was stopped by the guards.

"Zhizhi!" Song Linyuan waved in the direction of Ye Zhizhi, "I miss you so much."

"what."

Ye Zhizhi originally wanted to say, you and I have just seen that side, what's there to think about!It's not like we have a good relationship. I don't even want to get along with people from your Fuguogongfu.

but--

Looking into her eyes with small eyelashes and sparkling eyes, I really can't say anything to drive people away.

I had no choice but to go out and bring the person in and ask, "Are you looking for me because you feel unwell?"

"I'm not feeling unwell. I came to see you. I got some new pigeon blood gems. I made you a hairpin. That little golden ball was boring after playing with it for so long."

Song Linyuan took out a hairpin from his arms, handed it to Ye Zhizhi and said, "Do you like it?"

The blood-red dove blood gemstone was carved by Song Linyuan with a knife for a long time.

Ye Zhizhi looked at it curiously, "Is this the hawthorn ball you carved?"

Song Linyuan, "..."

If someone else said such a thing, Song Linyuan wouldn't be able to kill him with a teacup. He would just think that the other person is a ungrateful person.

But since it is Ye Zhizhi.

Song Linyuan said, "How about you guess again? The workmanship is quite complicated, and the meaning is very good. Many people make this as a gift."

The workmanship is complicated and it can also be given as a gift.

"Could it be a jade cabbage?"

"...That is to say, is there a possibility that it is a peony flower?"

Quiet.

A pin drop could be heard in the air for a moment.

Their eyes met, Ye Zhizhi twitched the corner of his mouth and almost yelled, "Your peony flower is as long as a hawthorn ball!"

Her lips moved, trying to think of all the rainbow farts she had learned all her life before she blew them.

"I lied to you," Song Linyuan touched her head, "It's Hawthorn Ball! Do you like Hawthorn Ball?"

Who would be a serious person going out with a hawthorn ball on his head?

But Ye Zhizhi was not serious, she said, "I like it! Who doesn't like gems!"

"Then since you like it so much, can you give me a drop of blood from your fingertip?"

Ye Zhizhi was playing with the pigeon blood. Hearing this, he nodded subconsciously, "You can take it."