I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

Song Shijin looked back at Xie Anlan behind him, a long-lost smile appeared on his thin face. He asked Xie Anlan: "Can I call you aunt in the future?"

Xie Anlan was slightly stunned. Those people who she had thought would be her lifelong family turned against her in broad daylight.

Let her understand that the royal family has always been the most ruthless. Even her own mother, who gave birth to her, had doted on her since she was a child just to push her into a position where she could better help her mother and her brother, the crown prince.

Use her own marriage to preserve the throne of her brother the Crown Prince.

Xie Anlan looked at the tiny Song Shijin in front of him and felt a little sad.

The light that was originally flickering in Song Shijin's eyes faded little by little. He lowered his head, turned around with a look of disappointment and was about to leave.

But he was pulled back by Xie Anlan's hand.

Xie Anlan smiled and said to Song Shijin: "I will be the mistress of this mansion in the future. If you don't mind, you can call me mother."

Song Shijin clenched his hands tightly, and the light in his eyes was instantly lit up.

He nodded heavily, then knelt down again and kowtowed to Xie Anlan.

The servant brought Song Shijin a cup of tea and placed it in his hand.

After Song Shijin took it, he raised the teacup in his hand high and whispered to Xie Anlan, "Mother, please have some tea."

The word "mother" made Xie Anlan's eyes suddenly red.

After drinking the cup of tea handed to her by Song Shijin, she would have her own adopted son in the future.

In an instant, Xie Anlan also found the meaning of his own life.

She reached out and took the tea from Song Shijin's hand, and said with a trembling voice, "Okay."

Xie Anlan took a sip of the wine, and the servant behind him brought some silver and handed it to Xie Anlan.

Xie Anlan smiled and helped Song Shijin up from the ground, and then stuffed the silver into Song Shijin's hand; "This is the money for you to change your words."

Song Shijin took the silver and held it tightly in his little hand.

Just some small change.

But for Song Shijin today, he cherishes it very much.

"Thank you, mother." Song Shijin said with a slight nasal tone.

Xie Anlan smiled gently at Song Shijin and raised her hand to gently touch his twisted hair.

He asked a servant to help him wash up again.

After finishing all this, Ah Xiu also brought food from the kitchen.

Each of them had a simple bowl of noodles, but Song Shijin and Xie Anlan enjoyed the meal very much.

The next day, the warm sun rose and shone on Kyoto, making it golden.

The news of Song Nanzhi's death suddenly came out from the prison.

After Yan's mother came back from outside, she said to Liu Yueru, "Madam, I heard that Song Nanzhi hanged himself last night out of fear of punishment."

Liu Yueru frowned slightly. Based on her understanding of Song Nanzhi, he was so afraid of death that he would not have the thought of committing suicide until the last moment.

What's more, he committed suicide by hanging. The Dali Temple is a place with strict security, and it is impossible for him to die under the noses of those guards.

"Is there something hidden?" Liu Yueru asked in a calm voice.

Mother Yan shook her head and didn't know the reason.

Then, she remembered something and said to Liu Yueru, "I heard that Princess Anlan entered the palace yesterday, but the Queen made her wait outside for a long time before letting her in. I also heard that Princess Anlan was in a trance after she came out, and she even went to the Dali Temple to meet Song Nanzhi. When she returned to the Marquis' Mansion, Princess Anlan must have been stimulated by something and fainted completely."

"He also had a high fever. I was wondering if Princess Anlan had pleaded for Song Nanzhi, which led to his sudden death in prison. It was just a fake death." Mother Yan said solemnly.

Liu Yueru looked outside thoughtfully, and said to Mother Yan: "Whether it's a fake death or a real death, the person has to be buried anyway. We can send someone to keep an eye on him when the time comes."

"Yes." Mother Yan agreed.

Afterwards, Mother Yan thought about it and warned seriously: "My wife, please be careful when you go out in the future. Song Nanzhi has nothing now, I'm afraid he will do something extreme."

Liu Yueru understood what Mama Yan meant, and said to her, "Send more people to guard the carriage when Yan Ge'er returns home. I seldom go out, but Yan Ge'er is different. I have to go out every day. I'm afraid he..."

"I understand. I will ask the butler to send two more martial artists to watch over Young Master Yan after I send him out later."

"Madam, Young Master Jin just came over and said he wanted to see you. The person guarding the gate said he also brought some things for you. Do you want to see him?" Mother Yan asked cautiously.

When mentioning Song Shijin, Liu Yueru's face showed a complicated expression, but after all, he was the child for whom she had devoted all her efforts in her previous life. When she thought about it carefully, it was not his own fault that he turned out like that.

If it weren't for Yuan Qinglian's instigation behind the scenes, Old Madam Song's endless doting, and Song Nanzhi's indoctrination of his thoughts, he wouldn't have become like that.

Now those people have received the punishment they deserved, and Song Shijin has become what he is now, which can be regarded as revenge for the hatred that killed him in his previous life.

In addition, she had asked people to check on Song Shijin's situation during this period of time, and it was indeed very different from before.

Liu Yueru sighed softly and said to Mother Yan, "Let him in. Prepare some of his favorite food and get him some new clothes. Autumn is coming soon and it's time to make autumn clothes."

Mother Yan agreed with a smile.

She was also aware of the changes that Song Shijin had undergone during this period. A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold. After all, Song Shijin was just a child.

Mother Yan turned around and went out, and soon she appeared with a small figure.

Song Shijin knelt down carefully to greet Liu Yueru, and softly called her mother. Then he realized something and immediately changed his words to "Madam Liu."

Liu Yueru nodded slightly, motioning Song Shijin to stand up, and then she began to look at Song Shijin seriously.

His originally round little face had become much thinner, with a faint blue light in his eyes. Perhaps he had not had a good rest in recent days. The clothes he was wearing were still tailor-made for him when he was in the Marquis' Mansion.

Now one section is broken, revealing a small section of his arm.

Those chubby little hands became skinny.

Liu Yueru still softened her heart.

She quickly retracted her gaze and said to Song Shijin, "If you have anything to say, sit down and have dinner first."

Song Shijin stood there and didn't dare to go, but quietly declined, "Thank you, Madam Liu, I've eaten and I'm not hungry."

Liu Yueru felt a sour feeling in her heart. In the past, she always wanted Song Shijin to learn to abide by the rules and regulations, but he just couldn't learn.

Now I don't need to teach him to follow the rules, but he has learned it.

Being fearless and confident probably describes how Song Shijin used to be.

Now that I understand my position in everyone's heart, I have put away my previous arrogance and started to learn to behave myself...