Song Wanqing chuckled, "This is the first time I know that I am so important to the Hou Mansion."
"Song Wanqing, do you think that your failure to go back will only affect your own marriage?" Chen Qinglian's face turned livid, "Do you know how the Manchu Civil and Military Council talked about the Hou Mansion? How they talked about your father?"
She looked closely at Song Wanqing and said, "I'm not your biological mother. I'll probably end up with the reputation of a vicious stepmother, but what about your father? Not only will your biological father's reputation be ruined, but his career may also be damaged, which will affect the future of the entire Hou family. .”
"Tsk tsk..." Song Wanqing shook her head speechlessly, "Chen Qinglian, in order to force me to go back, you really arranged a big crime for me."
"Song Wanqing, I'm not joking with you anymore!" Chen Qinglian gritted her teeth, "I'm not trying to scare you either!"
In this situation, any teenage girl would have been immediately frightened and would have followed him back obediently.
It's a pity that Song Wanqing is only seventeen years old, but he is already weathered and fearless.
She raised her eyebrows and looked over, "Chen Qinglian, if you want to accuse me, I'm afraid I can't even beat you mother and daughter, right?"
"Song Zhiqiu is having sex with others in public. Isn't it embarrassing for the Hou family? You, the mistress, hold a big feast and poison and kill the eldest daughter, won't it affect your father's career?"
"As for the father," Song Wanqing gritted his teeth, "If he doesn't have the heart to avenge his daughter, I don't care."
"You!" Chen Qinglian was really mad, "You don't think Xiao Jiu'an will really protect you, do you?"
Song Wanqing shrugged indifferently, "At least now that he is here, you don't dare to touch me."
"Okay, Song Wanqing, just wait!" Chen Qinglian stepped forward and lowered her voice, "You will definitely regret it!"
She knew it was useless no matter how much she said, so she turned around and left angrily.
In the evening, Song Qingshan lost his temper when he came back, "That little bitch won't come back with you?"
"Master Hou, I've run out of good things to say," Chen Qinglian sighed, "She is determined to make things difficult for our Hou family."
"Bastard! Bastard!" Song Qingshan was furious, "When she was born, she should have been strangled to death."
"Master Hou, it's useless to say all this now." Chen Qinglian sighed, "The most important thing now is to get the person back."
"How to do it? Do you want me to go to Prince Zhan's Mansion to kidnap her back?" Song Qingshan roared.
"Master Hou, actually I have an idea." After Chen Qinglian came back, she thought about it all afternoon and finally came up with a good idea.
Song Qingshan frowned, "What can I do?"
"Now this little bitch refuses to come back. She just hates me to the core and blames the Marquis for not avenging her..."
"She deserves it!" Song Qingshan snorted.
"Let's just use the trick and deceive the person back first." A glint appeared in Chen Qinglian's eyes.
"Liar?" Song Qingshan didn't understand, "How?"
Chen Qinglian smiled and said, "Tomorrow, Lord Marquis will go down to court and go to Prince Zhan's Mansion to pick up people in person. He said... I was scolded by you and hanged myself."
"..." Song Qingshan was stunned when he heard this.
"If her goal is achieved, she will naturally come back." Chen Qinglian was confident.
Song Qingshan thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and hugged Chen Qinglian affectionately, "Qinglian, you have been wronged. Don't worry, if I trick her back this time, I will definitely break her arms and legs and give you full authority." deal with."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis." Chen Qinglian leaned on Song Qingshan's chest, "I knew that Lord Marquis loved me, and I can relieve him of his worries. It is not a pity for my concubine to die."
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At the Prince of War's Mansion, Song Wanqing knew nothing about the plans of Chen Qinglian and others, but she understood that this matter was not over and they would definitely come back again.
Sure enough, early the next morning, Rintao came again.
"Miss Wanqing, someone has come to Ding'an Hou Mansion again." He also hated this.
Song Wanqing smiled and said, "Master, you don't have to go there yourself next time, just ask the guard to tell me."
"I'm fine," Lin Dao looked at the little girl distressedly. Today, the little girl's complexion was still very bad and her face was pale. "You still need to recover now. They are going here endlessly. Aren't you tired?" "
"They want me to die." Song Wanqing looked indifferent.
But Lingdao couldn't bear these words, "It's okay if Chen Qinglian hurts you, but what about Marquis Ding'an? He is your father, doesn't he feel sorry for you at all?"
A trace of disappointment flashed across Song Wanqing's face, and he lowered his head and said, "It's enough for him to have Song Zhiqiu. As my daughter... he probably doesn't want to recognize her for a long time."
"Then let's each live our own lives, isn't it good to live in peace and harmony?" Lindao gritted his teeth, "But now he is here in person and insists on taking you back, not for you..."
Song Wanqing looked up, "My father is here in person?"
"Yes." The word "filial piety" is like a mountain. Lin Dao knew that Song Wanqing had to see this person, "Shall I go and bring him here now?"
"I'll go." Biyun stood up again. She didn't expect that she would be able to see these old friends so soon.
Song Wanqing nodded, "Then I'll bother Aunt Yun."
Biyun soon saw Song Qingshan, "I have met the Marquis. The young lady is inside. Please come with me."
Yesterday, Chen Qinglian said that Biyun was not dead, so it was not an accident. Song Qingshan deliberately said viciously, "I didn't beat you to death back then."
"It's Mr. Hou who showed mercy." Biyun smiled, looking calm and calm.
Song Qingshan gritted his teeth in anger. He hated this kind of scene, as if everything was out of his control.
"Qing'er is going back with me today. Do you want to go back too?" He asked again.
Biyun still smiled and said, "Master Hou is joking, the young lady will not go back."
"Hmph!" Song Qingshan straightened his back, "Then let's wait and see."
Soon, he came to the door of Jiao Yuexuan, looked around and said, "The Ninth Prince is very generous, allowing that girl to live in such a good place."
"The Ninth Prince cares about the young lady, so he will naturally be kind to the young lady." Biyun made a gesture of invitation, "Master Marquis, please go in, the young lady is waiting."
Song Qingshan stopped at the door and looked at her coldly, "I don't know that the Ninth Prince is a kind man!"
He quickly entered the front hall and saw Song Wanqing half-lying on the soft couch, with no color on her face.
"I have met my father." Song Wanqing stood up slightly, "Please forgive me, father. My daughter is really inconvenient and cannot salute her father."
"It's okay." Song Qingshan sat aside, "Qing'er, you should know the purpose of father coming here."
Song Wanqing said firmly, "Father, my daughter doesn't want to go back, and she won't go back."
"Qing'er, you are my eldest daughter, will your father not love you?" Song Qingshan sighed deeply, "My father has always been kept in the dark about what Chen Qinglian did before. It is indeed his father's fault. I can’t help you.”
Song Wanqing looked at him with cold eyes.
Song Qingshan stood up sadly, "Qing'er, yesterday... Qinglian hanged herself!"
