Fascinating! Succubus has gone crazy in the entertainment industry

Hearing such news, Song Lingyao was first shocked, and then mourned for Xie Jiyun.

"If she were just an ordinary Xie family member, she could still handle her lightly at this time, but she is the head of the family designated by the Xie family..."

If Xie becomes the laughing stock of the capital, can the Xie family let her go easily?

He couldn't help but wonder where her fate would go. Should it be worse than his own, who had not been taken seriously since childhood? How can a person who has climbed to the top of the clouds endure the filth on the ground?

All the aristocratic families in Dongdu were waiting for the Xie family's solution, but one day, two days... there was no news from the Xie family. On the third day, Xie Jiyun was fine, but the old patriarch of the Xie family fell ill.

Xie Jiyun, who was in the room, took the tea and sneered, drank it all in one gulp, and never gave a single glance to the clan leader's son who was kneeling in the yard.

"Go back, your father knows what mistakes he made."

Being sick is not an excuse, and anyone who knows that their leverage falls into the hands of others will have trouble sleeping and eating.

The clan elder's son, who had been kneeling for an hour, finally couldn't help but cursed loudly: "You little girl, I am your third uncle! You actually made me kneel, you disrespect your elders, just wait, I will find other clan members." I will treat you!"

Hearing this, Xie Jiyun poured another cup of tea and walked outside the hospital.

Uncle Xie looked better when he saw her bringing out a cup of tea. Just as he was about to reach out to take it, the tea was splashed in his face.

Xie Jiyun retracted his hand calmly and said quietly: "Go back and tell your father that if you don't agree to my conditions, I won't help him hide the matter. After all, we are not from the same branch."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Even if she wore a hairpin, she could not change the neatness that she always had in a man's body. Her handsomeness and beauty were perfectly integrated on her body.

The staff on the set couldn't hold back their claws.

[Sisters, Jiang Ao is simply a Jiquantiancai, wuwu, when will she like women? 】

[I want to be fucked by her. Sure enough, being handsome is about feeling, not gender. 】

【Do you understand? I really want to post photos but can’t...]

The filming was still going on. Uncle Xie was humiliated and had his head soaked with tea. He cursed loudly and turned back to his father to cry, but it was not only useless but was beaten by his father.

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations. The head of the Xie family actually united with several clan elders to elect Xie Jiyun as the head of the family. This news shocked the entire Eastern Capital.

Although Song Lingyao was not favored by his father, his stepmother never treated him harshly, and the servants were fully equipped. The news reached his yard, leaving him unable to recover for a long time.

How does she do it?

Even though she is a girl and can take the position of head of the family, she is willing to live in this small courtyard for the rest of her life, recite poems and paint all her life, and marry a girl from a small family when she is two years older, and live an ordinary life?

Song Lingyao looked at the stacked bookshelves behind him and clenched his fists. Collections of classics and history, travel notes on mountains and rivers, engineering construction... He remembered the dazzling array of books in his heart. The smell of paper seemed to linger around those that were written and then burned mercilessly. tip of the nose.

He is full of talents but dare not show them. His pearls are hidden in the sky, but that's all.

Does he really want to live like this for the rest of his life?

After a while, Song Lingyao called the boy next to him and handed the newly written parallel prose into the hands of the boy. The boy raised his head in surprise, "Lang Jun, are you finally ready to become famous?"

In this era, reputation is the most important thing. Only by becoming famous can you gain the attention of others and be rated as top-notch by Zhongzheng officials.

When Song Lingyao was a child, her poems were praised by guests, but later the poems were attributed to her younger brother who was born to her stepmother. Then he learned to hide himself, preferring to burn his manuscripts rather than make wedding clothes for others.

Now, he seemed to have the urge to give it a try again.

Wencui Tower is a gathering place for talented people in the Eastern Capital. Every day, countless talented people paste their works on pillars for others to comment on. If there is one who is extremely outstanding, he can become famous in the Eastern Capital within a day.

On this day, the young man was surrounded by the pillars of Wencui Tower.

"Whose work is this? It's so brilliant, so brilliant!"

"Song Lingyao? It seems that I have never heard of his name."

"I remember that the son of the head of the Song family is named Song Linghui. He should be the son of the Song family. It may be a branch..."

Song Lingyao's name spread throughout the eastern capital within three days, and he became famous.

But no one in the Song Dynasty mentioned this matter until Song Lingyao's second poem once again amazed everyone. Someone finally set foot in his simple and remote courtyard, just a servant in front of his stepmother.

"The head of the house and his wife invite you to go to the front yard."

"understood."

Song Lingyao had known that this day would come, so he took a deep breath, got up and followed him.

In the spring, flowers were blooming everywhere. When passing by the garden, many green buds were already growing on the peach trees. He couldn't help but sigh at the Spring Festival Gala, but the boy pointed at the top of his head and teased: "Even in the Spring Festival Gala, there are still late-blooming peach blossoms that fall in love with the husband." Woolen cloth."

It turned out that just when Song Lingyao was sighing, peach petals fell on his bun.

The seventeen-year-old boy touched his head and found a pink petal right in the middle of his palm, soft and fragrant. He raised his lips and smiled, his handsome smile making people feel relaxed and happy.

But the servant in front couldn't see how carefree they were, so he stopped and said in a cold voice: "Master, you'd better leave quickly, don't keep the master and his wife waiting in a hurry."

"Ah."

Song Lingyao suppressed her smile and followed the footsteps of the servants to her stepmother's courtyard. After a brief greeting and a salute, Song Lingyao took the initiative.

"I wonder why father called me here?"

They must be questioning him about his fame...

Unexpectedly, the head of the Song family mentioned another matter in a kind voice: "My son is already over seventeen this year. Time flies. In the blink of an eye, you have reached the age of marriage."

Song Lingyao froze. Although he had expected this incident, he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

"Father, I don't want to get married so early. Children from aristocratic families usually get married because they are weak."

Father Song waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. Your birthday is next month. The clan elders and I will crown you."

The boy didn't know why his father urged him to be crowned, and even his stepmother didn't object.

After he was crowned and married, according to common sense, he had to take the exam or see the official. Would his stepmother allow him to come forward?

Song Lingyao actually had some hope in her heart, and she was no longer so resistant to marrying an unknown girl.

He thought that it would be okay to choose a wife from a poor family for him. As long as he could separate the family, live alone out of the house and have freedom, he would be satisfied.

But Song Lingyao never expected to hear those words from his father's mouth.

"Lingyao, your talents and abilities are not as good as your younger brother. It is impossible for the Song family to choose you as the head of the family. But the family has raised you for so many years, and you have to contribute to the family. So Xie Jiyun has become the head of the family today. When choosing a son-in-law, I think your age and appearance are just right."

"You mean, you want me to join my wife Xie's family?"

"Correct."

"But...Father, I am the eldest son of the Song family."

The young man stood there in shock and disbelief.

He didn't know that his father could favor his younger brother to such an extent. How ridiculous was it for the eldest son of the head of the family to marry into his family?