“Daughter-in-law!”
Song San Xiao pounced on her, but was viciously pushed away by Qi Ying, “Get lost!”
Song Sanxiao was pushed and staggered back a few steps, he looked at Qi Ying dumbly, his whole body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
He didn’t believe what Yue’er had told him, he didn’t believe that Qi Ying would lie to him; he didn’t believe that Qi Ying had married him because she wanted to harm Gu Yi; he didn’t believe that Qi Ying’s affection for him was false, that’s why he said he would test Qi Ying. But now, he preferred not to test, so that he could still deceive himself and say that Qi Ying was sincere in marrying him.
Song Yin took out a handkerchief, wiped the dagger clean, threw it away, put the dagger away with one hand, and went to take Song Wan Yue’s hand with the other, not caring about the look in Qi Ying’s eyes that he wanted to kill them with a thousand cuts from the start.
In front of him, no one could harm Yue’er.
“You will have your retribution.”
Qi Ying’s right hand drooped helplessly, blood dripping to the ground, she was sweating profusely from the pain, and these words came out almost through clenched teeth.
In the past few years, she had not stopped practicing martial arts, every day after the late night she would point Song San Xiao’s acupuncture points to practice. But before she could even get close to Song Wangyue, she was picked off by Chu Yunxiao’s wrist with a single move. She knew she was no match for the two, and she could not help avenge her family’s death.
Song Wan Yue still had that light smile on her face, “I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint Third Aunt, we won’t have retribution, but the Qi family will.”
Qi Ying bit the tip of her tongue hard to keep from fainting, but the corners of her mouth showed a wry smile, her uninjured left hand touching her belly lavishly, she had never been more grateful to be carrying Song San Xiao’s child again than at this moment, once she died, the child would be gone too.
With Song Sanxiao’s affection for her and his joy for the child, he would definitely hold a grudge against Song Wangyue, and with a gap between them, the Song family would never have peace.
“Kill me if you can.”
Song Wan Yue laughed lightly, “Do you think we dare not?”
“No!”
Song San Xiao once again rushed over to stand in front of Qi Ying, “Yue Er, Third Uncle please, spare her, I give you my word to take her far away and never appear in front of you again in this life.”
“Get lost!”
Qi Ying once again pushed him away and rammed into Song Wan Yue, she was so determined to die that she used a lot of strength.
Song Wangyue dodged it sideways, but she slammed straight forward and was about to hit the wall when her body went limp and she fell to the ground.
Song Yin withdrew her hand in disgust.
Song San Xiao staggered over and took Qi Ying in her arms, helplessly covering the wound on Qi Ying’s wrist.
Song Wangyue walked over.
Song Sanxiao thought she was going to kill Qi Ying and held the man tightly in her arms, her lips twitching.
Song Wangyue took out the bleeding medicine and opened the cork, and poured it on Qi Ying’s wound, “Don’t worry, third uncle, I won’t kill her.”
Song San Xiao wept with joy.
He knew he was wrong to ask this of Yue and Gu Yi, but Qi Ying had long been a part of his life, and without her he would not have had the energy to live.
“Take the person inside first.”
Song Sanxiao got up with difficulty, carried Qi Ying into the house, placed her carefully on the bed, covered her with the blanket, and came out wiping his face.
“But you can’t stay in Qingping County, we will arrange a place for you.”
“Good.”
“After this, you can’t contact your family again.”
“Okay ……”
A word subconsciously out, Song Sanxiao only realized what she had said and jerked to a halt. Although he had severed ties with his family, he was always in Qingping County, and he knew what was going on at home. When he missed his parents, he secretly went back to see them, and when Qi Ying was pregnant he even used this as an excuse to have his mother come over to look after him.
“Yue, Yue’er, can ……”
Song Wan Yue shook her head.
Song San Xiao covered her face.
Only after a long time did he release his hand, his voice hoarse, “Good.”
Song Wangyue nodded, “As soon as it’s light, go to your grandparents and find a reason to give them a farewell.”
“Okay.”
Song Wangyue got up, “I’ll go and see how she’s doing.”
Song Wangyue walked in, turned her back to Song Sanxiao, stuffed a pill into Qi Ying’s mouth, pinched her left wrist again, and said after taking her pulse, “The child is fine, Third Uncle can rest assured.”
Song Sanxiao wanted to cry and laugh, he thought that with this toss and turn, the baby would not be saved.
When Song Wan Yue and Song Yin came out, the corpse in the courtyard had long since disappeared. The two of them left the courtyard and walked together in the darkness of the night. They arrived outside the Zhang family courtyard, found a suitable place to leap into the courtyard, avoiding the patrolling guards, and arrived at the only place in the Zhang family where the light was on, Zhang Zhuan’s study.
Inside the study, Zhang Zhuan was waiting there.
He was going to go to the Song family’s house, but before he could leave, he received a message from Song Wangyue, telling him not to go there and that she would come over in the evening.
When he saw Song Wangyue, he immediately asked, “What’s wrong with it?”
There was nothing wrong with his herbs and no one in the workshop had tampered with them, so which part of the process had gone wrong?
“The herbs you sent.”
Zhang Zhuan’s eyes widened, “Impossible!”
The herbs were all of the best quality that he personally went to buy, and he would also sample some more before each delivery.
Song Wangyue nonchalantly pulled the chair in the study over and sat down, “Does Young Master Zhang know who your cousin is?”
“He ……”
“He is the concubine son of the Duke of Qi, the third prince’s cousin.”
Zhang Zhuan’s legs went a little weak and he was busy holding onto the table, not daring to believe it.
When he was a concubine son he did not know he had an aunt, it was not until he took charge of the Zhang family after the death of Master Zhang and Zhang Huai, when he cleaned out Master Zhang’s study he saw a wooden box, when he opened it a booklet was placed inside, on the booklet it was written that he knew something about his aunt.
Later Wu Sheng came looking for him and said that his mother was a concubine to someone and that he himself was a concubine’s son. Zhang Jin knew the difficulties of a concubine’s son, that’s why he treated Wu Sheng very well, but he never thought that Wu Sheng would be the concubine’s son of the Duke of Qi, the cousin of the third prince.
“He, he, he ……”
“He smeared the sack containing the herbs with the juice of the Broken Intestine Herb, I found it out when you sent it that day, so I took the trick and swapped a few herbs.”
Before Song Wan Yue finished her sentence, Zhang Zhuan could no longer support herself and fell to the ground, her forehead dripping with cold sweat.
He dared not imagine what would have happened to the Song and Zhang families if Song Wan Yue had not discovered that the herbs tainted with Broken Gut Grass had been made into pills.
He also couldn’t imagine how Wu Sheng could be so vicious, as he had treated him like a brother, not only treating him well, but also giving him silver tickets before he left.
“I am giving you this in the hope that at the critical moment you will come forward to testify against Wu Sheng.”