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

Song Shijin glanced at Song Nanzhi and saw that his expression was not very good.

Worried that she would be punished when she returned, she lied and said, "I was playing chess with my brother, and he couldn't beat me, so I went to my mother and cried. My mother thought I was bullying my brother and said I didn't care about my children, so she punished Jin'er to kneel in the ancestral hall."

Song Shijin was really scared, tears were dripping down her cheeks, she said with lingering fear: "There were so many tablets in the ancestral hall, Jin'er was scared, so she sneaked away."

"My son wanted to sneak back to the mansion, but all the doors were blocked. He was afraid that he would be taken back to the ancestral hall and punished to kneel, so I accidentally ran to the unattended yard."

"The yard is so big and empty, and the night cats are calling so sadly, which makes my son even more scared. There is no light in the yard. My son wanted to come out, but I don't know who pushed me from behind." Song Shijin burst into tears.

"Son, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to find my way back."

Song Shijin cried and threw himself into Song Nanzhi's arms again: "I thought I would never see my father, mother, and great grandmother again in the future."

Song Nanzhi's face darkened as he put all these things together. Finally, he frowned and asked, "Did you see who pushed you down?"

Song Shijin got up from his arms and shook his head blankly. "I don't know anything. I just remember that I was always playing with my brother in Liu's house. I will never play chess with my brother again. Will mother like me and stop being mean to me?"

Song Nanzhi's face became even uglier.

He didn't expect that Song Yiyan, who seemed weak on weekdays, could do such a despicable thing.

What he didn't expect was that Liu Yueru was two-faced. She seemed to be kind to everyone and acted like a noble mistress, but secretly she instigated Song Yiyan to murder Song Shijin.

"Stay away from Song Yiyan in the future." Song Nanzhi warned in a bad tone.

Thinking about how Song Shijin almost let the cat out of the bag at Liu's house just now, Song Nanzhi also became scared after realizing it belatedly.

If this matter were to get out, all the efforts he and the Marquis' Mansion have made over the years would be ruined.

In addition, Prince Jin has recently been interested in making friends with the Marquis's Mansion.

Song Nanzhi would not allow anyone to ruin his plan.

He suddenly looked at Song Shijin with a serious expression and warned him, "Keep your mother's affairs to yourself in the future, and don't tell anyone that Yuan Qinglian is your mother."

"Otherwise, if things go wrong, you will only become a bastard of the Marquis's mansion, and your mother will be despised by others and reduced to a concubine who is not worthy of being on the stage."

"When the time comes, father won't be able to protect himself, let alone you."

With the current power of the Liu Mansion, if they are charged with favoring a concubine and ignoring their wife, the Marquis' Mansion will probably find it difficult to recover.

Song Shijin was so frightened that his face turned pale. He didn't expect the situation to be so serious. If his father hadn't arrived in time to stop him...

He has lingering fears!

My mother told him that in the future the Marquis' Mansion would be his and the position of the mistress would be my mother's.

He didn't want to be a bastard, nor did he want his mother to become a concubine in the marquis's mansion.

His mother told him that as long as he studied hard, the Marquis's Mansion would prosper in the future because of him, and Song Yiyan could do whatever he wanted to him at that time just by saying a word.

Moreover, those servants are all bullies who rely on their superiors for power. He doesn't want to be outdone by Song Yiyan, let alone be stepped on by anyone.

"Son, I understand. I will be careful with my words and actions in the future." Song Shijin quickly agreed.

The well water was cold in spring, and my body was wet after being blown by the cold wind for a long time.

At this time, Song Shijin curled up and shivered.

Song Nanzhi reached out and touched his forehead, which was burning badly.

He held Song Shijin in his arms with heartache and asked the carriage to return home as soon as possible.