MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 172v2 Rescue the unruly female supporting role of Zhong Tianwen (End)

In the middle of the night, the two were lying under the covers and whispering, Song Lingshu asked, "Do you still have any memory of your biological mother?"

"It's gone." Yang Song recalled, "As long as I can remember, it was my wild mother who took me."

Song Lingshu: "Then did she reveal where you are from?"

Yang Song: "I picked it up in the garbage."

Song Lingshu: "..."

"Is this important?" Yang Song pondered for a long time, and finally found a trace of unreliable memory, "I vaguely remember that she seemed to say that she picked it up from the arms of a corpse, and she said that the woman was frozen. Damn...will that woman be my mother?"

Song Lingshu thought for a while, and said: "Probably yes, the traffickers probably wouldn't make up such a plot for you, and you are also in the snow, it's probably because your mother wanted to protect you..."

Yang Song didn't speak for a long time, until the candle was about to burn out, she said awkwardly: "What do you think my mother will be like?"

"Should be a very beautiful person." Song Lingshu touched her cheek, "If you can give birth to a handsome person like you, your appearance won't be too bad."

Yang Song smiled and hugged her sideways: "You are so kind."

Song Lingshu stroked the back of her head and asked, "Then do you want to see your father?"

"My father? Isn't he still staying in the county to look after the store? Oh, I really miss him when you say that." Yang Song said.

Song Lingshu: "I'm talking about your own father."

Yang Song raised his head suddenly: "Do you still know who my real father is?"

"If you guessed right..." Song Lingshu touched the place where her birthmark was located, "You might be a princess."

Yang Song: "?!!"

Yang Song touched her forehead: "It's not hot, why are you talking nonsense?"

"I'm serious, the two lines given so far point to you clearly. But it's impossible to say that there is another person like you in the world, who is nineteen years old and has a butterfly birthmark." Song Lingshu said.

Yang Song's eyes widened: "That may be that person, anyway, it won't be me."

"Why, you're not happy with the fact that everyone else is vying to become a princess?" Song Lingshu laughed.

"Nonsense, if I'm really a princess, why did my own father leave me outside for so many years? Anyway, I never wanted to find my biological parents. Even if I did, it was to beat them up and ask them Why did you throw me down!" Yang Songyi said angrily.

This point is consistent with Song Lingshu's consistent thinking. She has never been curious about who her parents are before.

The next day, the two went to a restaurant for dinner, and they could hear talking about the folk princess everywhere. Song Lingshu eavesdropped on it for a while, but Yang Song continued to eat and drink heartlessly.

After eating, Liu Sheng found them suddenly and discussed with them about the performance.

"The emperor's birthday banquet will be held soon, and a lot of singing performances have been arranged. The people from the Ministry of Rites and I have recommended you. Are you willing to go to the palace to perform?" Liu Sheng asked.

"Emperor, Imperial Palace?!" Yang Song's heart began to thump again, he finally got used to the county office, and suddenly he was going to the Imperial Palace? What's the difference between this and taking the initiative to come to the door with your head up?

Song Lingshu thought for a while, but agreed. Firstly, it can completely increase the popularity, and secondly, she also wants to take a look at the emperor in person.

The matter was settled like this, and everyone started rehearsing intensively, for fear that something might go wrong.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the birthday banquet, and the group was taken to the palace, searched and checked their outfits before being brought in. The backyard was full of cabaret performers, very busy.

Their performance was arranged at the end because of the long time.

Yang Song was about to get sleepy when she heard Song Lingshu calling her: "Xiao Song, wake up, it's our turn."

Several people followed her into the main hall, and they were overwhelmed by the splendor and majesty of the palace, they didn't dare to make a sound, and walked up tremblingly.

"I'll take you to drink when it's over." Song Lingshu whispered to relieve their tension.

Soon, everyone walked to the golden seat and began to perform as they had rehearsed before.

Song Lingshu peeked at the emperor a few times, and felt that Yang Song was his daughter, and the temperament revealed between her brows was very similar.

The officials were a little tired at first, but they were attracted by this ingenious story, and they didn't applaud until the end of the play.

Song Lingshu received many invitations and rewards from the emperor, so he stepped down.

Dali and Facai jumped up and down with excitement, and kept playing and playing on the way back, but Yang Song became abnormally quiet.

Back at the inn, Song Lingshu closed the door and asked, "Did you see what he looked like?"

"I...I don't know." Yang Song frowned tightly, "I haven't looked for me for more than ten years, why did he suddenly look for me?"

That's why Song Lingshu didn't ask her to recognize her relative directly. She sat beside Yang Song's bed and said, "Because someone needs to make a marriage."

"Marriage?"

Song Lingshu nodded, she was not idle this evening, pretending to be casually inquiring with a few court ladies and eunuchs in the background, and listening to the conversations of those officials, and finally figured out the whole story.

It turned out that the Yan Dynasty in the north was about to move, and the emperor proposed marriage in order to stabilize the court, but the request of the Yan Dynasty was to marry the princess of the Yan Dynasty. But there was no princess of the right age in the Yan Dynasty, and only then did the queen propose that there was another princess who was left behind.

After hearing this, Yang Song rolled his eyes: "Fucking marriage, come on, quickly scratch off the birthmark on my back, I'm not a **** princess, I'm just a real bandit!"

"Hush!" Song Lingshu quickly covered her mouth, "Be careful that the walls have ears, even if you are a bandit, be careful of being arrested."

"Oh." Yang Song nodded again and again, covering his mouth.

"Have you really thought about it? If you become a princess, you will be blessed with glory, wealth and honor. It is a blessing that many people can't even ask for." Song Lingshu asked with a smile.

"Improper, do you think I look like a princess? What's more, I'm already married, so I don't want to be sent to marry some ghost." Yang Song hurriedly hugged her, "I like you, and I will be a princess if I become a princess." I can't be with you anymore, I don't want to be, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it!"

Song Lingshu nodded amusedly: "Okay, okay, I'm going to be dizzy by you."

"Then lie down, and you won't get dizzy when you lie down." Yang Song hooked her onto the bed, glanced at her, bowed his head and kissed her a few times, before turning his attention to other things in a blink of an eye.

The next morning, as soon as Song Lingshu opened his eyes, Yang Song kept kissing her on the face, and his tone was quite aggrieved: "I don't want to be in the capital anymore, let's go back, okay?"

Song Lingshu asked: "Have you thought about it yet?"

Yang Songwei: "Well, but if you really want to stay here and open a shop, I will..."

Song Lingshu: "How about you?"

Yang Song: "I will stay with you! But this birthmark, I have to find a way to get rid of it, and I will never contact people in the palace again! I don't want to be a high-ranking princess who is at the mercy of others, I just want to Stay with you all the time, play with my brothers, and be filial to my father. Anyway, I only recognize Yang Tianshuo as my father, I am Yang Song, and the princess should just pretend that she died in the snow."

Song Lingshu laughed, took her hand, and said, "Okay, let's go back, let's go back."

"Really?!" Yang Song looked at her overjoyed, "Are you really willing to give up the business and go back with me?"

"Well, I do business to make you happy. If you're not happy, what's the use of me doing this?" Song Lingshu said.

"Why are you so nice?" The more Yang Song thought about it, the more moved he was, he couldn't help but sniffled, and lay down on the bed...... silently shedding tears.

Song Lingshu approached her ear and whispered: "If you cry again, I can't help but want to do you."

Yang Song had already understood the meaning of the word "do it". Hearing this, he immediately rolled into the bed and stripped himself clean in two or three strokes. With tears still hanging on his face, he lay flat and said, "Do it, do it ruthlessly." !"

Song Lingshu: "..."

In the afternoon, the two found other people and said they wanted to go to the county seat, and they both agreed.

"To be honest, it's been so long since I've been out, I still miss my brothers a little bit."

"Isn't it? A few days ago, I was still worried that if I opened a store in the capital, it would be very difficult to see my brothers again."

"It's still fun to be with everyone!"

"Yes, yes." Yang Song nodded again and again, "I miss my dad!"

"We miss the old village master too!"

Song Lingshu said: "Then we will set off tomorrow, Xiao Song, let's get some medicine for Dad."

"good!"

In the evening, the two went to bid farewell to Huang Yin and his wife. Huang Yin was very surprised: "Are you really planning to go back?"

"Yeah, it's hard to leave our homeland. We big guys are more used to staying in small county towns." Song Lingshu said with a smile, "I don't know when we will meet next time. Take care of your health."

"You too." Huang Yin said reluctantly, "Since you've all made up your mind, I won't stop you. Don't worry, you won't lose a cent of Buxing's dividends."

It was autumn when I set off for the capital, and it was already spring when I rushed back to the county.

In the season of revival of all things, the air is full of the fragrance of flowers and plants.

When the carriage entered the county seat, the surrounding people saw them, and kindly inquired about the affairs of the capital, and even went to their store to hear new news.

Yang Tianshuo saw their figures from afar, and quickly slid his wheelchair to them, his expression excited: "Why did you come back so soon? Are you not used to staying in the capital?"

"It's so unaccustomed, Dad, I miss you so much!" Yang Song immediately bent down to hug him, "I can't bear to leave you."

Yang Tianshuo was moved when he heard it, so he heard her say: "I will definitely be by your side and take care of you until the end of your life. Don't worry!"

Yang Tianshuo: "..." It's really filial.

The days are back to the way they were before, I am busy doing some business every day, acting in plays on stage, and my life is still prosperous.

Because the imperial court could not find a real folk princess, the queen secretly recognized a young maid as a righteous daughter, and sent her to be married as a princess.

And the birthmark on Yang Song's body also changed. Song Lingshu tattooed on her back, added some patterns, and turned into a ginkgo leaf. Yang Song liked it very much and often took it off and looked at her back in the mirror. Song Lingshu often felt that she was deliberately seducing people.

In the summer, the few remaining people in the village were finally willing to move to the town, but there were still a few brothers who were willing to go up the mountain every day to gather herbs and hunt.

Yang Song thought that everyone had moved down, and wanted to go back to have a look. After Song Lingshu learned about it, he went back with her.

The two were climbing the mountain slowly, walking for a while and resting for a while, and when they arrived at the old earthen house, it was already dusk.

Yang Song habitually went to boil hot water, while Song Lingshu went to the kitchen to pull out a handful of noodles, boiled two bowls of clear water noodles, and ate them.

After the moon rose, the two sat and chatted in the courtyard. Yang Song fanned her with a cattail fan. Not long after, Song Lingshu was bitten by mosquitoes a few times and hurried back to the house.

When passing the main room, she suddenly took a few steps back, went back to the door, and looked inside.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Song asked.

"We worshiped here at that time." Song Lingshu said.

"Yes." Yang Song walked in, looked around, recalled the scene at that time, smiled knowingly, thought of something, and ran out immediately, "I'm going to get something, wait for me!"

Song Lingshu walked around here, and the scene at that time is still vivid in his memory. She was forced to pay homage to Yang Song under the eyes of everyone, but she didn't want to be a real family now.

"Look what good things I dug up!" Yang Song came in with a jug of wine, "This is when we first lived here, Dad buried a jar of daughter's red in the yard, and said at the time that he would wait for me to get married. I dug it out the other day. It's a pity that the marriage was too hasty at that time, so I forgot about it."

Yang Song poured out two bowls of wine, and looked at her eagerly: "It seems that we haven't had a drinking bar yet?"

"Yeah." Song Lingshu picked up a bowl, held it up in front of him, and said with a smile, "My lady please."

Yang Song smiled, picked up his own bowl, and touched her bowl with both hands: "We will always be together in the future!"

Song Lingshu smiled and said, "Okay."

Yang Song: "You can't like other women!"

Song Lingshu: "Okay."

Yang Song: "A man can't do it either! You can only like me!"

Song Lingshu: "Okay."

"Why do you always say yes, let's listen to it in another word."

"Yang Xiaosong, I love you."

Yang Song: "Oh, I'm so disgusting!" (*^▽^*)

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