The female bandit who traveled through another world knocked down Master Gao Leng

Over the years, Song Ruining has become accustomed to his father's cold words and sarcasm.

He snorted coldly, "Do you think I really want to come back to this shabby, heartless home? I came back to the mansion to see my grandparents."

After Song Ruining finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.

Song Cong got angry when he heard his eldest son Song Ruining say that the Marquis Jian'an Mansion was a shabby home.

Pointing at Song Ruining's back, he cursed, "You bastard, you make me angry whenever you come back home. You might as well die outside and never come back."

Song Ruining turned a deaf ear to this and did not take it seriously.

Without even frowning, he walked towards Songheyuan where his grandparents lived with a leisurely and calm pace.

Jin Ping watched Song Ruining walking further and further away. She felt secretly happy when she saw these two incompatible father and son.

He glanced at Song Cong, Marquis of Jian'an, and then rolled his eyes. He gently patted Song Cong's chest and massaged it for him.

She whispered softly, "Oh, Lord, don't be angry. It's not worth it to get yourself hurt. Look at our Chong'er and Mei'er. Aren't they very obedient?"

"You still said."

When Song Cong heard Jin Ping mention her second son Song Ruichong, he became angry again.

Pointing at Song Ruichong, he said angrily, "As the old saying goes, loving mothers often spoil their children. Look at what you've done to Chong brother?"

"Chong'er?" Jin Ping looked at her biological son lovingly.

She said with a hint of meaning: "Brother Chong is quite good, handsome and elegant, he can charm a lot of people when he goes out. The key is that he is also very obedient and sensible, which is something that some rebellious people can't compare to."

When Song Ruichong heard his mother praising him like a flower, a smug smile appeared on his feminine face and he raised his eyebrows at his father Song Cong.

"Is Chong obedient?" Song Cong snorted coldly, "If he was obedient, that mess wouldn't have happened in the palace. And..."

When Song Cong got to this point, he felt it was a bit difficult to say, so he stopped talking.

"Oh, my lord." Jin Ping took Song Cong's hand, shook it gently and acted coquettishly, with ripples in her eyes.

"Things in the palace are not very pleasant. But this way we have got a good daughter-in-law for free, who is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has an outstanding appearance. Isn't this good?"

Song Cong blinked his eyes, thought for a moment, and looked at Jin Ping: "Madam, what do you mean?"

"That's right, Lord Hou, think about it." Jin Ping helped Song Cong massage his shoulders and said proudly, "Now Chong Ge'er and my good niece Yang Shiyi have this in front of everyone.

In addition, now that the emperor has spoken, this daughter-in-law is a done deal and there is no way she can escape.

My dear sister will then beg to marry her precious daughter to our Jian'an Marquis Mansion, and the dowry will definitely be there."

After listening to what Madam Jin Ping said, Song Cong stroked his chin, thoughtfully, and slowly, a smile appeared on his face.

Song Ruichong looked at his father who was originally furious and dissatisfied with him, but after hearing his mother's eloquent words, he smiled again.

He was delighted and immediately took advantage of the situation and reiterated his request.

"Dad, just agree to it. Miss Cha'er from Cuihonglou is really nice. She is so considerate and attentive to my son. My son really can't live without her."

When Song Cong heard his second son mention the brothel girl again, his head started to hurt again.

"No, there's no room for negotiation. If your grandfather finds out, he will definitely break your legs." Song Cong refused outright.

"Besides, Brother Chong, didn't you just say that that little genius doctor Li didn't allow Miss Cha'er to enter our Jian'an Marquis Mansion?

What's the reason for this? Could it be that she is really your aunt Yao'er's daughter?"

Jin Ping, who was massaging Song Cong's shoulders, started to panic when she heard Song Cong talking about his sister-in-law Song Yao, and she couldn't help but increase the strength of her hands.

Song Cong frowned and hummed.

Jin Ping calmed herself down and said with a sweet laugh, "My Lord, it would be great if this Little Doctor Li was really Yao'er's daughter.

This means Yao'er is still alive in this world, married and has children, how wonderful it is."

"Aunt's daughter? Do we have an aunt?" Song Ruichong asked curiously.

Song Mei'er also looked at the Marquis with a puzzled look on her face: "Dad, we have an aunt, why have I never heard you mention her?"

"Tell me, what is there to say?" Song Cong waved his hand. "I dare not say anything. Once I talk about your aunt, your grandfather and grandmother will be even more sad when they hear it."

“No wonder grandpa and grandma are always in a bad mood and don’t want to go out to play.

He stayed in their Songhe Garden all day, either reading, playing the piano, or tending to the pot of chrysanthemums.

There were several times when I saw my grandmother secretly shedding tears." Song Meir suddenly realized.

Song Cong nodded: "So your aunt is a taboo in our Jian'an Marquis Mansion. It cannot be mentioned. Once mentioned, your grandfather and grandmother will be sad again."

"Then where did Aunt Yaoer go? What kind of person is she?" Song Ruichong thought of Doctor Li Xiao, who was such a brilliant man, and his own aunt must be no different.

Song Meir also looked at Song Cong with curiosity.

Song Cong saw his two children looking at him eagerly.

Thinking of the past, he sighed: "Your Aunt Yaoer was very beautiful. This Little Doctor Li looks exactly like your Aunt Yaoer back then.

My sister has been very smart since she was young. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is the apple of your grandparents' eyes.

I really love her to my core. Even your father, me, the young master of the Marquisate, ranks behind your Aunt Yaoer.

When your aunt grew up, the people who wanted to marry her lined up from here to outside the city gate. Even the God of War Emperor fell in love with your aunt at first sight."

Jin Ping watched the Marquis and her own two children discussing sister-in-law Song Yao, and her heart started beating fast and she felt very anxious.

She simply stopped massaging the Marquis's shoulders and sat aside, planning to pour herself a cup of tea to relieve her nervous mood.

But she quietly listened to the conversation between the Marquis and his two children.

"mother!"

Song Meir called out to Jin Ping.

"Mei'er, what's wrong?" Jin Ping looked at Song Mei'er.

Song Mei'er pointed at the teacup in the golden bottle and covered her mouth with her hands, laughing secretly: "Mother, where are you thinking about? The tea is full and overflowing."

Jin Ping looked down and exclaimed, "Ah!" "It's hot, hot, hot."

He quickly threw away the teacup, put his scalded hand to his mouth and blew on it.

"Ping'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you so careless?" Song Cong pulled Jin Ping's hand with concern and helped her blow gently.

"I was fascinated by what you, the Marquis, said about Yao'er." Jin Ping acted coquettishly and looked at Song Cong with seductive eyes.

Song Ruichong and Song Meir saw that their father and mother started flirting again.

They both rolled their eyes and turned their heads away. It was really unbearable to watch.