No one expected that the old lady would come at this time, and everyone, including Lin Yingxue, was shocked.

The first thing that came to his reaction was Lin Zhengjie. He tried hard to suppress his anger and said to the old lady in a calm tone: "Mother, if something happens in the child's room, the child will solve it himself, so the mother will not have to worry about it."

Although Lin Zhengjie's tone was calm, who was the old lady? After living for most of her life, what could she escape from her eyes? She glanced at the people in the room and looked at Song, who was sitting on the ground with a embarrassed look on her face. Her face suddenly became ugly.

"What's the matter so ugly? You are the head of the family, and the Song family is the mother of the family. If you make such a fuss, how can you make the Song family gain a foothold in front of the people in the future?!" The old lady stomped the crutch in her hand and angrily scolded Lin Zhengjie.

Lin Zhengjie was scolded by the old woman, and the anger that had finally suppressed in his heart was almost burst out again, "Mother, if you know what this poisonous woman did, you would not think that what your son did was too much!"

Lin Zhengjie shook his sleeves and sat down on the chair beside him, but he did not say in detail what Song did. It seemed that he would insult him by saying the name of Song from his mouth.

After all, it was her own son, and the old lady knew that Lin Zhengjie would not be so angry for no reason. She looked around and first fell on Lin Yingling with a blue face, then hesitated for a moment, but turned her eyes to Lin Yingxue.

"Yingxue, come and tell my grandmother what happened, it is worthy of your father's fight." The old lady said, while sitting down with the help of the servant, looking like she would not leave today if she didn't solve the problem.

When Lin Yingxue heard this, she briefly repeated everything, and without adding fuel to the fire during the process, she used this to criticize Song.

After hearing Lin Yingxue's words, the old lady's face, which was originally covered with wrinkles, seemed to have several wrinkles in an instant.

"You all go down." After a long time, the old lady spoke again.

The only one left in the house was the confidants of each house. Once they stepped down, there were only a few masters left in the house.

"Song did make a big mistake." The old lady did not mean to deny Song's crime, but her subsequent words were somewhat of a curb of saving the country: "But Song is the mistress of the family after all. If she was removed like this, our family would inevitably be criticized by others. Moreover, Yingling is still an unmarried girl. If something happened to Song's family now, how would Yingling look at her husband's family in the future?"

Even though Lin Yingling has a hundred shortcomings, her excellence is undeniable. What's more, Lin Yingling has long been attracted by Murong Xun's eye. In addition, the Lin family originally had many daughters, so the Lin family would rely on these daughters to consolidate their power in the future. If the Song family was eliminated now, Lin Yingling's value will definitely be greatly reduced in the future. This is obviously not something the Lin family is happy to see.

After the old lady made some of the pros and cons, Lin Zhengjie's expression, who was already full of anger, gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, the old lady took advantage of the situation and said, "Okay, no matter what happens at home, it is not as important as official business. Zhengjie, you go out first to do the errand assigned by the emperor. It will not be too late for Song to deal with it when you come back."

Sure enough, the ginger was still so spicy. The originally messy scene was brought over after a few words from the old lady.

After hearing the old lady's words, Lin Zhengjie seemed to remember that he was still in business. He thought for a while before saying, "Then the family will trouble my mother to spend more time. When his son comes back, he will get rid of this poisonous woman!"

Even though that is said, everyone on the side could see that Lin Zhengjie had been moved by the old lady's words. I'm afraid that even when Lin Zhengjie comes back, Lin Zhengjie will wait until Lin Yingling gets married before dealing with the Song family. For such a long time, no one knows whether Song family will think of other ways to turn the tables...

Thinking of this, Lin Yingxue frowned unconsciously. Qiuyue, who was lying on the bed, looked anxious and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lin Yingxue's eyes.

Originally, it was a situation that was bound to fall for Song. Because of the old lady's intervention, the situation was reversal and delayed. Everyone left Qiuyue's room with their own worries. Lin Yingxue walked slowly, so Qiuyue was left to say a few words alone.

"I have even given up my child. We can't lose this battle, otherwise we will all finish the game when Song gets breathed!" Qiuyue's speech was very low and quickly. She said as she grabbed Lin Yingxue's arm tightly.

A few centimeters of nails were deeply pinched into Lin Yingxue's flesh. She frowned slightly, "I know."

She knows.

Even the death of two children and the death of their wife and concubines could not make Lin Zhengjie determined to attack Song, so she had to use her own way to make Song "pay the debt"!

Song, who was almost half-dragged by the servant, quickly returned to his yard. "Before Zhengjie comes back, you can stay in the yard and think about his past."

The old lady's words were still echoing in her ears. Looking at the extra servants at the door, Song knew very clearly that she was under house arrest.

"Ling'er, I'm done, I'm done, the master will definitely not let me go when he comes back..." Song clutched Lin Yingling's sleeve tightly. Everything he had just given the former powerful mistress lost the courage to continue fighting.

Lin Yingling looked at Song's sluggish look, and a hint of disgust flashed in her heart, but she still held back her impatience and comforted her: "There is still one month since my father came back, so why is my mother anxious? Moreover, my grandmother's attitude is not firm, so maybe there is still room for breakthrough. If my mother gave up because of this small setback, it is no wonder she will be played around by a small Lin Yingxue in the end!"

It would be fine if Lin Zhengjie was disgusted and scolded, but in the end even his daughter began to look down on her, which was something Song could not accept. She stared at Lin Yingling fiercely and said almost crazy: "What do you think I did all this for? If I hadn't climbed up with my heart, would you and your brother live such a comfortable life now?! Your father now knows the truth of that year. Do you think he will keep me? If I die, you sisters will have no protection, do you think you can really fight against Lin Yingxue?"

After saying these words in one breath, Song clammed on the chair beside him and gasped.

Looking at the chaotic and embarrassed woman in front of her, Lin Yingling felt that something had changed quietly in her heart. She didn't say anything more and threw a sentence: "Mom, have a good rest." Then she left.

"You..." Looking at her daughter's figure who turned and left resolutely, Song widened her eyes as if she was unbelievable. After a long time, she picked up the teapot on the table and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Zi Lan, how can I save the current situation?" Song's eyes were cold. At the moment, what she was thinking was no longer how to avoid dragging down Lin Yingling's future, but how can she protect herself.

There was no response from behind for a long time, and Song couldn't help feeling a little strange. She turned around and saw Song Zilan staring at her calmly, her eyes cold and strange. Such eyes made Song feel a little scared in her heart.

"Zi Lan, what are you thinking?" Song almost tried his best to prevent himself from showing timidity in front of the person in front of him.

Song Zilan slowly curled the corners of his lips and raised a strange curve, "Does your aunt want to kill Lin Yingxue?"

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Song always felt that the person in front of him suddenly seemed to have changed, just like another strange soul living in his body - the person in front of him was clearly facing Song Zilan's face, but Song felt that the person standing in front of her was actually another person.

Another extremely dangerous person.

"What do you want to do?" Song looked at Song Zilan behind him suspiciously, and his body unconsciously tensed into a defensive posture.

"I want to help you kill Lin Yingxue." Song Zilan did not wear a veil today. She slowly approached Song. Against the background of the eye-catching scar on her face, the person in front of her looked like a ghost crawling out of the grave, looking particularly hideous and terrifying.

"You, what do you want to do?" A chill suddenly rose from the soles of Song's feet. She was eager to stay away from the person in front of her, but her body seemed to have been imposed by someone, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not move at all.

"I think..." Song Zilan got closer, and her face pressed against Song's cheek. If it were to others, the two of them seemed to be whispering intimately. Of course, if there was no dagger that pierced Song's heart fiercely.

"...I will kill her with your life." As Song Zilan finished speaking, Song's body fell straight from the chair. She widened her eyes and could not believe that she would die in the hands of her niece until she died.

Song Zilan looked at the woman on the ground who had twitched for a few times and then disappeared, and her expression was so cold that there was no rippling. "I have such great confidence in you and I will assist you with all my heart. But I didn't expect that you mother and daughter are so useless, and you can't even fight a small concubine. Since that's the case, I have to do it myself."

Song Zilan lowered his head and checked, and after confirming that there was no blood stain on his body, he sorted out his clothes and walked outside the house calmly.

With a squeak, Song Zilan just closed the door when Chunbai came over with a basin of hot water. It seemed that he was planning to go in and help Song wash.

"Girl." Chunbai saw Song Zilan coming out of the room and gave a slight salute, he carefully inquired: "Girl, how are your wife feeling now?"

Song Zilan shook his head and took the basin of hot water from Chunbai's hand, while giving an expressionless command: "Madam, I want to meet Miss No. 5 alone, please go and invite Miss No. 5 over."
Chapter completed!