"What?" Song Wanqing suspected that she heard wrongly.
Song Qingshan pretended to wipe his tears, "I didn't expect this. She didn't get you back yesterday, so I scolded her severely when I got back..."
He suddenly covered his face, "But who knew she couldn't let it go and hanged herself."
Song Wanqing frowned, "Is the person alive?"
Song Qingshan took his hand away and looked at her in disbelief, "You kid, she has raised you for so many years anyway, what is your reaction?"
"If a person dies and my father is not in charge of the funeral at the Marquis Mansion, will he still have time to come to me?" Song Wanqing said in a calm tone.
"..." Song Qingshan was stunned. He didn't expect Song Wanqing to be so cold-blooded.
Even if a passerby hanged himself, she shouldn't have such a cold reaction.
He was so angry that his chest ached, but he could only endure it for the time being, and said sadly, "The person was indeed temporarily rescued, but the doctor in the mansion said that he may die at any time."
He looked at Song Wanqing with a sad expression, "Qing'er, there should be a limit to your nonsense. Just go back with your father."
"Now that Zhiqiu is married, if Qinglian really dies like this," Song Qingshan burst into tears, "then you will be the only one left by my father's side."
"What nonsense?" Song Wan smiled calmly, "Father, please go back. When Chen Qinglian really dies, if you come again, I will definitely go back to have dinner with you."
"You! What bastard words did you say?" Song Qingshan blew his beard and glared, "Even if she really wants to poison you, aren't you okay now? Are you satisfied that you have to force her to death and destroy the Hou family? ?”
Song Wanqing looked at him in disbelief, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she looked like she was about to faint.
Biyun saw this and immediately stepped forward, "Little miss, how are you?"
She turned her head and glared at Song Qingshan, "Master Hou, our lady was very kind to you and the Hou Mansion when she was alive. She gave as much dowry as she brought to the Hou Mansion. Now that she is gone, are you bullying her only daughter like this? ?”
Song Wanqing grabbed Biyun's hand while trembling all over, and said with difficulty, "Does father still think I'm okay now? If not... I had been prepared, how could I have survived to this day?"
Song Qingshan's expression changed and he continued to argue, "Now that Qinglian knows that she was wrong and she has hanged herself, what else do you want?"
"Father, please go back." Song Wanqing closed her eyes tiredly, "Unless Chen Qinglian dies, I will never go back."
She waved her hand and said, "Send guests off."
Someone came in at the door immediately, looking at Song Qingshan with eager eyes. It was obvious that if he didn't leave, they would throw him out.
"Qing'er..." Song Qingshan still didn't give up.
"Please come back!" Song Wanqing interrupted him, not wanting to hear a word.
"What a crime, what a crime!" Song Qingshan flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked out.
Does he really want to go back like this?
After the court today, he was called by the Queen, who asked him to handle Song Wanqing's affairs.
If he can't get the person back today, his good days may come to an end.
Thinking of this, Song Qingshan walked out of Prince Zhan's Mansion and grabbed the boy's hand, "What did you say? Madam died?"
"Ah?" The boy was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the Marquis blinking at him, he quickly nodded, "Yes, Master Marquis, my condolences, my wife has passed away."
Song Qingshan turned around and returned to Jiaoyue Xuan, "Qing'er, just now the servant in the mansion came to report that Qinglian... she died."
Song Wanqing's face was full of surprise, and she suddenly thought, "Father, even if you wanted to trick me into going back, you wouldn't curse Chen Qinglian like this."
"Father didn't lie to you, the person really died." Song Qingshan burst into tears and said, "Qing'er, go back with father quickly. From now on, our father and daughter will depend on each other in the Ding'an Marquis Mansion."
Song Wanqing and Biyun looked at each other, obviously not believing Song Qingshan's words.
"Master Marquis, why are you doing this?" Biyun shook her head, "Don't say that the young lady doesn't believe it, and neither does this servant. Master Marquis should go back by himself."
Song Qingshan puffed his beard and stared, "What? You have to see the corpse before you are willing to believe it?"
They both nodded at the same time.
"You! You!" Song Qingshan was heartbroken, "Don't be too desperate in what you do!"
"Father, please come back. My daughter is tired." Song Wanqing closed her eyes to rest and drove people away again.
Song Qingshan cursed angrily, "Don't regret it!"
When they finally left, Song Wanqing opened her eyes again and looked at Biyun and smiled.
"Little miss, are you okay?" Biyun quickly felt for Song Wanqing's pulse, "The mouthful of blood I just vomited was really frightening."
Song Wanqing shook her head. The medicine she had taken recently was detoxifying, so it was inevitable that she would vomit blood in the first few days.
Before meeting Song Qingshan, she deliberately drank the medicine and gave up her mind completely.
Song Qingshan was completely indifferent just now and only wanted to bring her back to the Hou Mansion. It seemed that this father... really no longer regarded her as his daughter.
Song Wanqing hugged her knees. Although she had been prepared in her heart, she still felt uncomfortable when she actually saw it.
She is also Song Qingshan's daughter. Could it be that just because his mother is gone, Song Qingshan can be so ruthless to him?
"Little Miss, don't be sad." Biyun looked at her with some distress, "Master Marquis doesn't care for you, there are the old Chinese doctor, the Ninth Prince, Aunt Yun and Chen Yu, we all treat you as our treasure."
Song Wanqing twitched her lips. She believed that others regarded her as their treasure, but Xiao Jiuan?
She didn't dare to hope.
"In the short term, they should not come to your door again." Biyun supported Song Wanqing, "Little miss, take a good rest. You must take good care of yourself and don't leave the root of the disease."
Song Wanqing nodded and went back to his bedroom to lie down.
However, just as she was about to fall asleep, she saw Chen Yu running in in a panic.
"Miss, it's not good, it's not good." She pointed outside with a horrified look, "Master Marquis, he's back again."
Song Wanqing was so irritable that she was too lazy to deal with it anymore, "Tell the guard that he's missing and let him go back."
"Miss, I have to see you," Chen Yu's expression was uglier than crying, "Master Marquis...he came with my wife's body."
"What?" Song Wanqing sat up in shock.
These people are simply crazy!
Chen Yu cautiously asked, "Miss, do we have to go back?"
"Help me change my clothes first," Song Wanqing greeted, "I want to see if Chen Qinglian is dead."
On the other side, Xiao Jiuan also received the news.
"Bringing a body to the door?"
"Yes." Lindao said speechlessly, "It's really unlucky, what should I do? Miss Wanqing must go back with them this time."
Xiao Jiuan tapped his fingers on the table, "Not necessarily."
"Huh?" Lin Dao didn't believe it.
Xiao Jiuan curled his lips and continued reading, "Just wait and see."
I hope that girl won't disappoint him.
