That night, Song Wanqing didn't sleep peacefully. The next morning, Chen Yu was shocked.
"Miss, your face..." The little girl's face turned pale.
Song Wanqing frowned and immediately got out of bed and came to the bronze mirror. She was also startled.
I saw that the burns on her face were much more serious, with blood oozing out from some places, and it looked like it was rotten.
how so?
She immediately checked her pulse and discovered that she had toxins in her body.
Someone had poisoned her.
Song Wanqing couldn't help but feel chills running down her back. She had already changed all the servants inside and outside Jingqing Pavilion. How did Chen Qinglian do this?
She couldn't alert the snake, so she called Chen Yu to her side.
"Can any of the servants in this courtyard be trusted now?"
Chen Yu nodded, "There are a few little maids who are smart and loyal. What do you want me to do, young lady?"
Song Wanqing whispered something in her ear.
"Yes, this slave knows."
Not long after breakfast, someone from Luoxia Garden sent a message to Song Wanqing to come over, saying that a guest was coming.
Song Wanqing winked at Chen Yu.
Chen Yu understood it and said, "Miss, the peach blossoms in the yard have bloomed in the past few days. Let's make peach blossom cakes to eat."
"Okay, you can arrange for the people below to do it." Song Wanqing stood up, "You accompany me to Luoxia Garden."
"Yes, I will make arrangements now."
After everything was settled, Song Wanqing took Chen Yu to Luoxia Garden. When passing by the warehouse, he saw Song Zhiqiu inside again.
"Miss, this second lady is stealing things again!" Chen Yu stomped his feet angrily.
Song Wanqing frowned, "Go and have a look."
As soon as the two entered the warehouse, they saw Song Zhiqiu opening many boxes and picking out expensive jewelry one by one.
Chen Yu coughed hard.
Only then did several servants realize that someone had come in, and they immediately cheered, "Miss Wanqing!"
"Eldest sister? Why are you here?" Song Zhiqiu trotted forward, "Hey, why did you put on the veil again today? How is your face?"
The smugness and defiance on her face were unmistakable.
Song Wan said coldly, "What are you doing?"
"Prepare the dowry!" Song Zhiqiu was very happy, "But don't worry, eldest sister, I haven't touched your mother's belongings."
"It's best if you know." Song Wanqing turned around and prepared to leave, "otherwise, I have a booklet and the couple will know."
"Sister, walk slowly." Song Zhiqiu looked at Song Wanqing's back and snorted, "Who are you trying to scare? Just wait and see, I will take away all your mother's relics intact."
After leaving the warehouse, Chen Yucai said with a worried look, "Miss, do you really have the booklet?"
She had never heard the lady mention it before, nor had she seen the lady look through it.
"Of course." Song Wanqing said firmly.
Chen Yu nodded doubtfully, "This is best."
Arriving at the entrance of Luoxia Garden, Song Wanqing heard voices coming from inside. Besides Chen Qinglian, there seemed to be another man.
She entered slowly, "Wan Qing has met her mother."
"Qing'er is here," Chen Qinglian's eyes swept across the veil on Song Wanqing's face, her face becoming more and more satisfied, "This is Zhao Xilang, the son of Minister Zhao, come here and say hello."
Song Wanqing stood still.
"Come here, why are you shy?" Chen Qinglian stepped forward and gave her a hand, "Brother Xiyang hugged you when you were a child."
"Sister Qing'er, long time no see, you are so old." Zhao Xiyang looked up and down at Song Wanqing, as if he was looking at a piece of goods.
Song Wanqing frowned in displeasure and turned to look at Chen Qinglian, "What do you mean, mother?"
"This child." Chen Qinglian chuckled, "Brother Xiyang is thirty-five years old this year. He is both good and beautiful, and there is no wife in the family who is married to a matchmaker."
She looked like she was caring for Song Wanqing, "Qing'er, you've been married to Ji for a year, and Zhiqiu is about to get married. As the eldest sister, if you delay in getting married, you will definitely be laughed at."
It turned out that he wanted to betroth Song Wanqing to Zhao Xiyang.
Who is Zhao Xiyang?
Not to mention his square face, big nose, and toad mouth, he is about the same height as Song Wanqing. There are already four rooms in his house for concubines alone.
There are even rumors that he once beat to death two girls who were married to each other.
What a good match.
Song Wanqing sneered, "Thank you, mother, for thinking about me."
She raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhao Xiyang, "Brother Xiyang, are you still satisfied with me?"
"I heard that my sister suffered a fire a few days ago and her face was ruined," Zhao Xiyang said straight to the point, "Can my sister take off her veil? After all, we will see each other every day..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Wanqing pulled off the gauze on her face.
Zhao Xiyang took a few steps back in fright, "This..."
He looked at Chen Qinglian displeased, "Why is it so seriously injured? This is too scary."
"Don't worry about Xiyang. Our Qing'er's grandfather is an old Chinese doctor. The injuries on her face are nothing to mention." Chen Qinglian couldn't help but cursed in her heart. If Song Wanqing hadn't been disfigured at this time, the legitimate daughter of Ding'an Hou Mansion would never have wanted to do anything. Go on a blind date with him, Zhao Xiyang.
This Zhao Xiyang really has no books in his head and countless things in his heart. He doesn't know how much he weighs.
However, it was just right to use it to humiliate Song Wanqing.
After hearing this, Zhao Xiyang's face softened a bit, "It's best this way, but after marrying into my Zhao family, sister Qing'er can't do such stupid things. If the appearance of a girl's family is ruined, how can she still be there? Face to survive?”
He looked exactly like a future husband, and he was already gesticulating before he even walked in.
Song Wanqing laughed softly.
"Why are you laughing?" Zhao Xiyang felt like he was being despised, "Do you think what I said is wrong?"
"Of course." Song Wanqing nodded in agreement, "Face is indeed very important. If a person loses face, it would be really scary."
Zhao Xiyang raised his chin proudly, "I heard that your mother left you a lot of dowry before she died. Today you choose two sets of jewelry and I will take them back."
Song Wanqing didn't understand.
"What does Xiyang want jewelry for?" Chen Qinglian was also a little confused.
"Of course, take it back to honor my mother." Zhao Xiyang said earnestly, "Qing'er is like this. If you want my mother to agree to our marriage, don't you have to please my mother first?"
Chen Qinglian was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, Xiyang has thought carefully about it, I will send someone to get it now."
"Wait a minute!" Song Wanqing stopped Chen Qinglian and asked Zhao Xiyang, "Brother Xiyang just wants two sets of jewelry? If you have any other requests, please mention them as well."
"My sister is quite happy."
Zhao Xiyang thought for a while and continued, "The dowry cannot be small. There must be four maids to accompany the dowry, right? With my sister like this, we won't be able to consummate the marriage in a short time, but there will always be someone to serve me."
"anything else?"
"The other thing is your height. I'm not tall, but my son must be tall. I don't expect you to grow taller, but the maids you bring here must be taller than you. Do you understand?"
