Song Ruqi was carried into the side room by Qi Zhen, which made the Madam terribly anxious.
"Why are you not resting inside? What are you doing here? And you, my son-in-law, allowing her madness, knowing well her frail condition."
Qi Zhen forced a bitter smile. It was she who insisted on coming out barefoot. How could he dare to defy her willfulness?
Song Ruqi’s face was as pale as snow, her gaze venomously fixed on Su Qing, who was on the ground. "Mother, I asked him to bring here. I want to see if her heart is truly black."
Qi Zhen glanced at Su Qing, who lay on the ground, barely alive yet with a crazed look, then turned away.
Seeing this, the last bit of light in Su Qing’s eyes extinguished, and she began laughing maniacally. "My heart is black, and yours is pure? You stand high above, have you ever given respect? You’re just afraid I’ll steal the master’s heart."
"I won’t fight you over these intangible things. Even if you take his heart, it won’t change the fact that I am the nobleborn legitimate wife." Song Ruqi inquired, "Who suggested you eliminate my child?"
"You pampered lady, blind to the world’s hardships, do you think I would let you live well? Anyway, I won’t survive, neither should you rest easy. You’ll carry this doubt and investigate it for a lifeti." Su Qing, with a frenzied expression, slowly sat up.
Song Ruqi sneered, "If you won’t say, I’ll have your mother’s corpse exhud and whipped."
Song Ci sighed, still too young. Was uttering such words in a fit of anger foolish, stirring discomfort for Qi Zhen?
Su Qing’s pupils contracted sharply, "You dare! Disturbing the peace of the dead will send you to Avici Hell, and the master won’t tolerate you either!" After a pause, she laughed eerily again, "No need to scare . You can’t do it. Hehe, I just won’t tell you, leaving you restless."
Song Ci frowned, glancing toward the Duke’s wife, "Who else could it be? If you na soone, it’s either the Heir’s wife or the second madam."
The Duke’s wife’s hand trembled.
Madam Liao almost jumped up, shrilling, "Lady, don’t accuse without evidence!"
"No need to rush, second madam. I’m not blaming this world-troubling nace for haphazardly biting." Song Ci raised an eyebrow.
Madam Liao: "..."
Su Qing’s eyes flickered.
Song Ci: "Isn’t it? Indeed, they have to prove their innocence. If Qi’er gets pregnant again, they’ll have to exert themselves to protect her and ensure a safe birth, else if sothing like this happens again, it’s their doing! What do you say, second madam?"
The Duke’s wife had a dark expression, "Madam, choose your words carefully."
"I seek the Duke’s wife’s forgiveness. It’s just this wretched maid has a way with words, easily leading us into a trap. After all, the culprit who caused Qi’er to fall down the stairs has been found, yet the bracelet’s matter remains unaddressed!" Song Ci hadn’t forgotten about the loss.
While everyone was drawn to Song Ci’s words, Su Qing suddenly leapt furiously toward the table corner.
Bang.
"Su Qing!" Qi Zhen instinctively shouted, rushing over.
Su Qing, her face sared with blood, gazed at Song Ruqi’s ashen face, lips murmuring, "I want you sleepless, restless."
Song Ruqi’s body swayed, on the brink of collapse.
"Su Qing." Qi Zhen already had her gathered in his arms.
Su Qing grinned, laboriously lifting her hand to caress his face, after a long while managing to utter, "San Lang, don’t bla yourself, I’m sorry."
Song Ci pursed her lips, unsure if it was appropriate to speak her mind.
All villains die from their verboseness, how true. They shouldn’t have kept Su Qing here, now they’ve been outflanked.
This Su Qing pulled off a magnificent act of rebellion, becoming Qi Zhen’s everlasting regret in this martyr-like manner. It really would make the future relationship between Song Ruqi and him quite troubleso.
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