Su Qingyu nodded and said matter-of-factly: "You are right, I will definitely not be able to explain it at that time. But don't worry, if such a day comes, I will definitely tell your majesty that the death of Prince Ling is the result of our Hou Mansion and An The result of a joint plan by His Royal Highness."
"you......"
"What are you! If you don't want to die with me, then hurry up and burn a stick of incense in the morning and evening to pray for King Ling to get well soon!"
Walking all the way to the flower hall in the backyard, just looking at Su Qingyu's back with her head held high, Su Qingxue could almost see poison in her eyes: "Bitch! You've only been rich for a few days, but you dare to climb on top of me! "
The whole family is sitting in the flower hall, each with his or her own thoughts.
Pingchang Hou frowned and looked at Su Qingxue: "Xue'er, when will His Highness Prince An arrive?"
Su Qingxue looked shy: "His Highness was going to come back with his daughter, but unexpectedly he was called into the palace by Concubine Hui on the way. But His Highness said he would come as soon as possible."
Pingchang Hou's face looked better now, and he assumed the image of a loving father and chatted with Su Qingxue about home affairs.
Su Qingyu didn't have time to listen to their hypocritical father-daughter love, because as soon as she entered the door, she noticed that Su Changgeng was pale and slightly weak.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well..." Su Changgeng's heart and eyes were full of guilt.
Su Qingyu pretended to pick up on his pulse inadvertently: "You don't have to blame yourself, Prince Ling treats me quite well... Are you injured? What's going on?"
Su Changgeng hurriedly pulled her sleeve and lowered his voice: "Sister, I'm fine, don't ask."
The trembling in these words made Su Qingyu understand even more that the injuries on Su Changgeng's body were probably sustained in the Hou Mansion.
"If you don't tell me, I'll ask my father!"
Su Changgeng was afraid that he would bring trouble to his sister, so he could only tell the truth in a low voice.
The two siblings deliberately lowered their voices, and Liu and others didn't take it seriously.
Only Su Qingyu herself knew how much she wanted to blow the heads of Mr. Liu and Pingchang Hou.
"So the injuries on your body were caused by the day I got married, when you tried to take me away secretly, but they found out, and that's why you were beaten like this?"
Su Qingyu deliberately raised her voice, successfully making everyone look at her, and finally understood what the two siblings were talking about just now.
The Marquis of Pingchang's expression, which had just softened for a short time, suddenly turned down again: "What are you shouting about? Chang Geng is stubborn and almost missed a big event. He only gives small punishments and big punishments. What are you yelling about?"
The Hou of Pingchang became more and more angry as he spoke: "Chang Geng will be beaten, and it is all the fault of you, the eldest sister! You are a married daughter who doesn't know how to reflect on her own mistakes, how to serve her husband, and how to help her father. How dare you interfere in the family?" Something?"
Mrs. Liu covered her lips and smiled: "Qingyu, it's all thanks to us that you are what you are today. You must know how to be grateful! If you are sensible, Chang Geng will naturally not be beaten again."
This was a clear threat, and of course Su Qingyu could hear it.
"According to your wishes, I have to keep silent about being remarried, and I cannot be held accountable for the fact that Chang Geng was beaten for saving me?"
"Presumptuous!" The Marquis of Pingchang slapped the table angrily: "Don't think that if you marry Prince Ling, I won't be able to teach you a lesson."
Su Qingyu was not afraid at all: "How does father want to teach me a lesson? Beat me like he beat Chang Geng?"
The Marquis of Pingchang was so angry that he picked up the tea cup and threw it to the ground, sending broken porcelain shards flying all over the floor.
"Rebellious girl! If I had known that you would be like this, when you got sick and looked like this, I should have strangled you with my own hands! I would have saved you from being so disrespectful and talking nonsense today!"
"Thanks to my father, although I have been alive these years, my life has been worse than that of a pig or a dog!"
Su Qingyu sat looking at Pingchang Hou.
"Let's not mention these old accounts today. I have only one request. From now on, if any of you dares to lay a finger on Chang Geng, please don't blame me for being rude!"
He is obviously a thin man, but at this moment in front of Pingchang Marquis, he is not even half as powerful as him.
Fear actually arose in Pingchang Hou's heart, and murderous intentions followed.
Those who cannot be obeyed and taken advantage of do not need to stay in this world.
"You are really stubborn and unruly!"
He turned to look at Mr. Liu: "It's a mess, deal with it quickly, don't let His Highness Prince An see the joke."
As the Marquis of Pingchang left, Mr. Liu became even more sarcastic than before.
She raised her hand to admire the red nails she had just dyed, and did not pay attention to the Su Qingyu siblings at all.
Su Qingyu asked coldly: "Did you order Chang Geng to be beaten with a stick?"
"So what?"
"Madam, do you know that this world is about karma and retribution?"
Mrs. Liu sneered: "You don't think you can scare me like this, do you?"
Su Qingyu looked at her with deep eyes: "My mother was kind-hearted and could not see your face clearly, so she entrusted me and Chang Geng to you. At that time, in order to be able to sit in the position of the matron of the Hou Mansion, what did you do? What do you mean?"
Seeing Mrs. Liu's eyes becoming colder little by little, and remembering the scene of the original owner's thin body dying in the sedan chair, Su Qingyu couldn't forgive her hatred at all.
"You said that you will take good care of me and Chang Geng, otherwise we will be struck by lightning, have trouble sleeping and eating, and will not die well..."
"You little bitch, shut up!"
Seeing Mrs. Liu's expression finally changing, Su Qingyu walked up to her step by step, holding the silver needle she took from the space with her hand hidden in her sleeve.
The silver needle was still glowing with a light yellow light.
"I'm really worried that I won't be able to control my mouth. If I say something I shouldn't say in front of His Highness Prince An, it will be really..."
He moved his fingers lightly in his sleeve, and when the silver needle returned to his hand, the yellow color on it was gone.
"What do you want to do?" Ms. Liu finally realized that Su Qingyu seemed to have changed.
Su Qingyu raised two fingers: "As long as Madam promises me two things, I will definitely keep my mouth shut in front of Prince An today."
"Are you worthy of negotiating terms with my wife?"
Su Qingyu seemed innocent: "Madam, you should be lucky that I am still willing to negotiate terms with you."
Mrs. Liu and Su Qingxue looked at each other and both understood that there was nothing more important now than Wang An winning the Sacred Heart and her winning Prince An's heart.
Su Qingyu, a despicable person, has plenty of opportunities to deal with it, so there is no hurry at this moment.
Mrs. Liu immediately retracted her anger: "Let me tell you what your conditions are first. But I hope you know how to measure and don't think about what you don't deserve."
Su Qingyu nodded: "Madam, you are absolutely right. Please return the dowry my mother left behind to our two siblings."
Liu's face, which had just softened, instantly turned cold again.
She really never thought that Su Qingyu would ask her for a dowry.
"It's easy to talk about the dowry. I'll notify you to pick it up when I have someone check it out."
In her opinion, Su Qingyu is just a fool who has been locked in the backyard for five years. He may not even be able to read the most basic accounts. It won't be up to her to give him as much as he wants.
Seeing Su Qingyu nodding her head repeatedly without even doubting her, Mrs. Liu didn't even take this matter to heart.
A young girl still wants to take out the palm of her hand? Just a dream.
"Now let's talk about your second condition."
