New widow

"Mrs. Wu is already very sincere to Zhen'er." Suqiao was telling the truth. No matter what purpose Mrs. Wu had, she had already done a good job for Song Zhen.

"I know." Xia Yun raised his head and said eagerly: "This makes you even more rare."

Even though Su Qiao was alone, Su Qiao still tried her best to protect Song Zhen, and Su Qiao's sincerity towards Song Zhen made Song Zhen not easily beguiled.

"I'm thinking about those rules now. Those rules are meant to make us live a better life, but we can't even call our own mother "mother" and we can't recognize our own uncle. Does this count as living a good life? Xia Yun's tone was confused, Su Qiao patted Xia Yun's hand: "Don't think so much, those things are in the past, they are all in the past."

Now Xia Yun is no longer a maid of the Chen family, she is already a husband and can marry anyone she wants.

"You are so kind." Xia Yun looked into Su Qiao's eyes and said sincerely. In this world, there are many people who encounter ups and downs, but there are very few who can maintain a kind heart despite ups and downs. There are even fewer people who can protect others when their hearts are full.

"My sister is very lucky." Xia Yun grew up in the Shenzhai Compound, and naturally knew the methods of the Shenzhai Compound. At this time, his words were filled with emotion.

Suqiao patted Xia Yun gently: "As for me, I don't ask for much, but it's enough to live the rest of my life peacefully."

As for other things, Suqiao didn't want to think about it, and she didn't want to think about it. Suqiao was tired of all the glory and wealth, and the struggle for power. Her father abandoned her mother for the sake of glory and wealth. For the sake of prosperity and wealth, I want to continue to control my life. If you go again by yourself

Fighting for glory and wealth is just falling into the same trap that his father fell into. He seemed to be living a good life, but it was completely changed beyond recognition.

Although Song Zhen was worried about Su Qiao, when she arrived at the temple fair and saw the dazzling array of goods and the jugglers, she couldn't even look past them. She and Chun Ya held hands and tried to get into the crowd.

Little Sister Song was so frightened that she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the two of them: "You also need to be careful, Chun Ya, and follow the girl closely. Don't go to that place where there are many people."

"I know." Chun Ya still remembered that she couldn't just play. Sister-in-law Bao has already stepped forward with a smile: "Don't worry, the Yamen will send someone here every year. I don't know who they will send this year."

"That rabbit lantern is so fun. I want to buy it back and bring it to my sister." Song Zhen had already pointed at a rabbit lantern. Little Sister Song was also responsible for giving money. When she heard what Song Zhen wanted, she paid for it. Soon Song Zhen and Chun Ya hugged a lot of things. Song Zhen went to buy candy figures again, and then she was satisfied and sent those things to the car. It was still a long way from where the carriage was parked to the temple fair. , Little Sister Song never left Song Zhen.

Song Zhen and Chun Ya each held a candy man. Chun Ya took a lick of her own candy man and looked at Song Zhen's: "Girl, how does your candy man taste?"

"I don't want to eat it. I'm telling you, I want to take it back and give it to my sister to taste." Song Zhen said with a smile. Before she finished speaking, there was a slurred voice: "I want to take it back and give it to my sister to taste." Taste it, why not give it to my brother to taste it first?"

Little Sister Song looked up and saw three or four people walking in front of her.

The leader was obviously a playboy. Little Sister Song was shocked and blocked Song Zhen behind her.

Song Zhen had been playing in the village since she was a child, so she naturally knew what this dude meant. When Little Sister Song blocked her, she followed Little Sister Song obediently without saying a word.

Seeing that Song Zhen was blocked, the dude winked, and the helper behind him stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull Miss Song away: "Our young master likes your young lady. If he likes you, he will go to your house to salute." Hi, then this is your uncle, why are you blocking your uncle?"

"Bah, you deserve it!" Little Sister Song spat on the faces of the helpers, and then Little Sister Song took Song Zhen and Chun Ya around them: "This is not far from the temple fair, and there are people from the government. How dare you cause trouble despite being suppressed by others."

"The government?" The dude had already sneered: "What does the government mean? When you see me, Uncle Wang, don't just call me Prince Wang. My father is the minister."

Your surname is Wang, and your father is a minister? Song Zhen suddenly remembered a person, that is, a famous dandy in the city. His father was indeed a minister, but he had already become an official at home. This prince was the youngest son born to Wang Shangshu's concubine. When Wang Shangshu was born, Wang Shangshu was over sixty years old. His half-brothers and sisters were already married, and even his eldest brother's grandson was one year older than him. So Wang Shangshu loved his youngest son like a treasure. He did not urge them to study since childhood like his elder brothers.

Under such doting, this person can be said to be walking sideways in the family. The children of about the same age as him are either his nephews or his grandnephews. Naturally, there are no

Anyone dares to give him a word of advice.

Wang Shangshu's eldest son had a good official career and was already in the province. The prince thought that even if his father passed away one day, he would still have an elder brother to rely on, so he became more and more reluctant to study and just spent money blindly.

Over the years, Wang Shangshu has become older and older, and he wants to find a suitable marriage for his youngest son. However, his reputation has spread very badly, so no one is willing to push his daughter into such a pit of fire. This is a high level or a low level job. He is eighteen years old and has not yet married a wife.

Wang Shangshu's wife had been dead for many years, and the family business was in charge of the concubine. Seeing that her son was not involved in the marriage, the concubine did not scold her son. Instead, she felt sorry for her son and put several beautiful maids in his son's room.

The prince had been hanging out at home for a long time, and felt that the maids at home were too docile, so he went out to the street and teased good girls when he saw them. It was a temple fair at the moment, so naturally he wanted to bring his friends with him.

Song Zhen couldn't help but feel a little scared when she thought about this person's reputation, and walked close to Little Sister Song's body. Prince Wang became unhappy when he saw this: "It's your blessing that I have taken a liking to you. Why don't you show your face quickly so that I can have a good look?"

After saying that, Prince Wang started to pull Song Zhen. Song Zhen was very angry. She had quietly taken off the silver hairpin from her hair, held it in her hand, and pointed the pointed end towards Prince Wang, planning to wait for Prince Wang to come over and pull her. Give it to him for a while when you do it yourself.

"You actually molested a decent woman in public, catch me." Just when Mr. Wang's hand was about to touch Song Zhen, a voice suddenly sounded. When Mr. Wang heard this, he was not worried at all. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the person coming:

"Do you know who I am?"