When I received the letter from Wen Wan Fei Ge, the team was still halfway through the way to send the spirits.

Song Wei had just had a meal and sat in the room to rest, holding Qi Bao who had cried and fell asleep in his arms. Looking at the joy between Wen Wan's lines, Song Wei couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

At the end, when she saw Wen Wan asking about her two children, Song Wei glanced at Qi Bao, who had tears on her eyelashes in her arms, then carried her daughter to the couch and covered it with a velvet blanket, and prepared to pick up a pen to reply to Wen Wan.

At this time, Song Yuanbao walked in and frowned and said, "Dad, Jinbao is not obedient anymore. He always shouts to ask for his mother. Otherwise, I will write a letter to her? No matter how bad I will be able to go back and beg her. Jinbao and Qibao are still young, how can they be so cruel to leave the two children?"

Song Wei quietly stuffed the gentle letter into his sleeve and said calmly: "Even if you have a mother, you can't take care of the brother and sister for the rest of your life. One day you will have to get used to it."

Song Yuanbao sat down with a depressed look on his face, "I haven't figured it out yet. What is the reason for the separation between my parents? I was busy all those days and didn't have time to ask, what happened between you?"

As for what others said, Wen Wan was so angry that she betrayed her faith and betrayed, and Song Yuanbao never believed a word. He had seen Wen Wan marry Song Wei with his own eyes. If he really despised the poor and loved the rich, with Wen Wan's good looks, even if he couldn't speak back then, there would be a lot of rich people who wanted it.

There must be a reason and inside story, but what is it? On the way back home, he almost thought about it and couldn't figure it out.

Compared to Song Yuanbao's anxiousness, Song Wei seemed to have no control at all, with a look of indifferent as if the person who was separated from him was not him. "She has grown up and has her own ideas, so I shouldn't stop her."

"Even if you grow up, you will be the one who has raised you by Dad."

Song Yuanbao knew very well that he had said something very disrespectful, but he did not take it back. He was really angry.

With his wings hard, Wen Wan wants to fly solo?

Who was raising her as if she was raising a daughter? Who was raising her to write step by step? Who was raising her principles of dealing with people through words and deeds?

For a huge reason, she can't ignore these things at all. She just wants to say goodbye, right?

Song Wei had no intention of explaining Song Yuanbao's anger, "Qibao is sleeping, don't disturb her."

Song Yuanbao went to see his sister and returned to his room.

Ye Ling is still coaxing into the treasure.

The little guy didn't cry, but he just couldn't see his mother. He was a little unhappy all the way, and he didn't say anything, pouting his lips, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to anyone.

Seeing Song Yuanbao come in, Ye Ling asked, "Honeyone is going to see his father?"

"Um."

"How about it?"

"I still haven't asked anything." Song Yuanbao sighed and shook his head, "I'm really cruel to say that my mother is really cruel. She's half-aged and thrown away the two children as soon as they say."

At this time, Jin Bao suddenly said, "Mom is not cruel. She wants to protect her father, and Jin Bao also wants to protect her father."

Song Yuanbao was stunned, then turned his gaze to the little guy, "What did you say?"

Jinbao lowered his little head.

That day, his parents were talking in the room, and he and Qibao were sitting in the inner room. He heard it secretly, but he didn't understand it very much. It seemed that it was very confidential and important, so he could not betray his mother.

"Jinbao, do you know something?" Song Yuanbao narrowed his eyes suspiciously, trying to lure the little guy to tell the truth.

The little guy shook his head, "Jinbao is hungry, Jinbao doesn't know anything."

Song Yuanbao and Ye Ling took a look.

Ye Ling said: "Forget it, my husband, everything is already like this. Don't make things difficult for Jinbao, and don't ask your father anymore. From now on, Qibao will be with me and the wet nurse, so it's okay."

Song Yuanbao was relieved and reached out to scratch the tip of Bao's little nose, "You are greedy for snacks, but the main meal is not delicious. After dinner, I shouted hungry. Wait, brother will bring you some food."

...

Song Wei replied to Wen Wan and went to see Mr. Song.

When Dad Song saw him now, he sighed in addition to sighing.

He knew that his Saburo would have bad luck in his childhood, but he didn't expect that his daughter-in-law, who had always been so obedient, would leave Saburo at such a critical moment.

I don’t know what evil the ancestors of the Song family committed, and they wanted to cause so much suffering for a junior.

Song Erlang was also there. He was just discussing with Mr. Song, saying that Qibao is still young and can't do without a mother. Otherwise, he would take advantage of the re-filial piety to bury his mother when he returned to Ningzhou and find another well-behaved and obedient person for Sanlang to pass through as soon as possible. If someone helps him, Sanlang wouldn't have worked so hard to take care of two children alone.

In Ningzhou, the customs of being filial to be married in the first year of filial piety, but starting from the second year, you must keep filial piety for three years.

In other words, it is perfectly fine if Song Wei wants to remarry within a few months, but after the New Year is over, he will have to be filial.

Dad Song didn't agree, nor did he disagree.

"Sanlang." Seeing Song Wei, Song Erlang greeted him enthusiastically.

Song Erlang felt more sympathy for this younger brother.

In the past, he always envied Song Wei. Not only did he marry a royal relative who was as beautiful as a flower and had a gentle and despicable attitude, but he was also a noble royal relative. The luck of picking up ingots was nothing more than that!

Later, Wen Wan raised the divorce without mercy in the mourning hall. Song Erlang was angry at the time. After thinking about it, he felt sorry for his younger brother who had always fallen into trouble since childhood.

It is precisely because of my heartache that I feel that there is no one around Saburo. I always have to have an old companion, and there is still a long way to go!

Song Wei responded lightly, "Dad, second brother."

Song Erlang said: "I was discussing your lifelong event with my dad just now."

Song Wei's eyelids twitched, "What lifelong event?"

"Aren't you and your third brother and sister separated?" Song Erlang said: "I saw Qi Bao crying so hard that his voice was hoarse. When the matter was getting bigger, I knew that my mother left her father and brother and didn't want her. She was not good to her, so she thought that she would be able to finish the funeral and filial piety to you while it was hot."

Song Wei glanced at him, "My second brother has time to rehearse me, so it's better to clarify the affairs of his family first."

Song Erlang's face turned red with choking, "Sanlang, why are you talking? I'm for your own good."

"I'm also for the sake of my second brother." Song Wei's tone was slow, "Song Qi was from your second wife after all. After all, she committed such a big disaster. It's reasonable for the second wife to give her father, her dead mother and Jiaojiao, and even to the Song family members. How to deal with her, you have the final say as parents."

These words completely blocked Song Erlang's mouth.

He had no nerve to stay any longer, so he found an excuse and left.

After Song Erlang left, Dad Song said, "Your second brother hasn't studied many books, but what he said just now is rough and not rough. Just think about it yourself. The child is still young and now he has re-standard. After a long time, she will be used to it, and she will be regarded as her biological mother in the future."

As he said that, he sighed helplessly, "The princess is noble and our family cannot reach it. It's because you have no life. Something happened to the family one after another. I think it scares her. If she wants to leave, let her go!"

Song Wei didn't take Mr. Song's words to heart. He thought of his brother and sister-in-law who died in vain seventeen years ago, as well as his biological mother and Jiaojiao who died in hatred a few days ago, and then his innate destiny was a bit mixed.

...

Wen Wan received a reply from Song Wei for several days. The letter read: Everything is fine for the child, little girl, no matter how busy she is, you must remember to eat and sleep on time and take good care of yourself.

Wen Wan curled her lips, "I'm so happy."

When Zhao Xunyin heard her muttering, she asked curiously: "What has Sanlang written for you?"

Wen Wan said: "I wrote to him the first thing I did in a long and shared his experiences with him. As a result, he didn't mention a single word in the letter he came back. Just look at it and just wrote these."

Zhao Xunyin took it over and looked at it, "Isn't Sanlang so so normal? I think it's normal. Besides, the focus of his attention is not what you did, but whether you have taken good care of yourself. Isn't this very considerate?"

"That's true."

Wenwan looked at Lu Yanli, who was sitting on the carpet and having fun, and missed Qibao and Jinbao more and more, and her eyes were red.

Zhao Xunyin saw his daughter's thoughts, walked over and sat next to her, comforting her, "You said it yourself, in the blink of an eye, don't be upset, there are many things to worry about later!"

Wen Wan didn't cry, but when she saw other children, she couldn't help but miss her own children.

...

Northern Yan Imperial City, Fengyang Palace.

The spy wearing a black hood covered his face was reporting the situation to the imperial concubine.

"The iron ore transaction with Chu State cannot continue." The detective said: "After the subordinates found out that Emperor Xuan Jing received news of weapons improvement in advance, he immediately sent the imperial envoy to Liaodong to verify the situation. Now the data of the Liaodong iron ore is completely transparent to Emperor Xuan Jing, and Jiang Tao cannot take out the excess ore materials to sell to us."

The imperial concubine clenched her hands, pinching her sharp nails into the flesh. Anger appeared on her originally beautiful pretty face, extremely sinister, "Last time I escorted Amur back to Western Xinjiang, I set up a hundred secret spies along the way to kill me. This time I took the initiative to destroy my careful plan. This seventeen-year-old emperor of Chu State, I underestimated him!"

The secret agent asked: "What will the Empress do next?"

"Isn't the plague in the northern border still rampant?" The imperial concubine curled her lips coldly, "Send a message to the spies over there, asking them to incite the government to seal up the villages and burn them. With such a big panic, I don't believe that Chu State will not have civil strife!"
Chapter completed!