The two women on the bed shuddered when they heard the door closing.
Xiaodie hugged the quilt, bit her whitened lips, and said with a trembling voice:
"Madam, Mr. Qin seems to be very angry. What should we do next?"
Song Muqing said nothing, and stared blankly at the two delicate red flowers in the center of the bed with a pair of slightly red and swollen eyes.
Xiaodie was frightened when she saw this. She quickly shook Song Muqing's thin shoulders and said with a cry:
"Madam, I made all the mistakes, and they are all my fault. It was my slave who didn't close the door, which caused the great misfortune to happen to me. Don't let your mind wander!"
Song Muqing came to his senses, shook his head slowly, and said his first words today.
"I don't blame you for this. This is the fate of this slave."
"Okay, he's still waiting outside, don't waste time."
"Um."
A quarter of an hour later,
Qin Ming frowned as he looked at the two uneasy women in front of him.
Initially, he thought that the two women were just singers from the Song Dynasty, but when he asked about it, he found out that this was not the case.
Qin Ming never expected that this woman with whom he had a one-night stand without ever meeting him was actually the eldest lady of the Song Dynasty.
And Xiaodie is not an accompanying singer, but Miss Song's personal maid.
What made Qin Ming even more disgusting was that the room he had slept in for the past two days was actually the boudoir of the eldest lady of the Song family.
[The Song Mansion must have a purpose for this move. It is most likely that they are asking for something, and the matter is probably very difficult to handle, otherwise they would never treat their legitimate daughter like this. ]
Thinking of this, Qin Ming looked at the two women with even more evil eyes.
After all, no one likes to be plotted against.
But, after all, he got a bonus from two women last night. So out of humanitarianism, if the matter was not difficult, he decided to help.
In this way, the two sides will be reconciled.
He took a deep breath, spoke slowly, and said:
"Why is your government plotting against me like this?"
Song Muqing didn't expect that Qin Ming was so quick in thinking. He could guess the Song family's intentions just by hearing about her identity.
Song Muqing didn't know whether to be grateful for Qin Ming's quick thinking or worried about the hardships ahead.
Originally, she was still thinking that if Qin Ming was stupider, he might have figured out that he had offended her.
In this way, she could still fool him and make Qin Ming accept her little by little.
But now it seems that it may be difficult.
Maybe, this is God's punishment for Song Mansion and her.
Thinking of this, Song Muqing felt bitter.
She knew that now that she had been seen through, if she continued to quibble, it would only increase Qin Ming's resentment.
So, she straightened her clothes, bowed to Qin Ming Yingying, and said straight to the point:
"Young master, you have a wise eye. I really have something to ask for."
Qin Ming raised his eyebrows and said calmly:
"Let's talk and listen, but the ugly words are ahead. Qin just wants to listen. As for whether to help you, I will tell you later."
Song Muqing nodded when he heard this, and then told the story of his father, the former magistrate of Dingxicheng County, who fled during the war.
After Qin Ming listened, he was silent for a long time before speaking:
"Qin has heard someone mention this before. If Magistrate Song hadn't taken you to escape, the east gate of Dingxi City might not have been opened."
"The battle at Chengmendong would not have been so tragic. If the court investigates, your family will be held responsible."
"Furthermore, as far as Qin knows, Manager Yuchi has already reported this matter to the imperial court. I hope that the imperial court's decree will be delivered in the near future."
When Song Muqing heard this, he fell to the ground as if struck by lightning.
Xiaodie on the side fell to her knees, kowtowed and cried:
"Please, Mr. Qin, show your kindness and save my wife."
"This servant kowtows to you."
When Song Muqing heard this, it was as if he had grasped at a life-saving straw. She crawled to Qin Ming on her knees, imitating Xiaodie, and kept kowtowing.
"Master, my Song family has suffered the consequences. All the men were killed and injured, and most of the female family members committed suicide after being humiliated. Now, there are only a few helpless women left in the house, lingering in the world."
"Please, Master, save my Song family. As long as Master is willing to take action, this little girl is willing to serve him like a cow or a horse."
When Qin Ming saw the two women, they kowtowed to the ground as if they were crazy. He couldn't bear it.
He sighed and stood up to pull Song Muqing, but Song Muqing refused to get up and kowtowed to himself.
When Qin Ming saw this, he immediately became angry. He slammed the table and shouted:
"Get up, if you dare to knock again, I won't care."
Song Muqing and Xiaodie suddenly stood up after hearing this and looked at Qin Ming expectantly.
Qin Ming glanced at the two people whose foreheads were covered with blood, frowned, and said:
"You guys, go take care of your wounds first and come back later."
Song Muqing shook her head, thumped, and knelt down again, but this time she didn't kowtow or speak, she just looked at Qin Ming with a begging look on her face.
Qin Ming thought for a while and then said:
"Zhixian Song has been there before. This is an established fact and no one can change it."
"but...."
Song Muqing was happy when he heard this, looked up at Qin Ming, and said:
"But what?"
Qin Ming glanced at Song Muqing and continued:
"However, I have a way to make the Song family avoid this punishment and make up for their mistakes."
Song Muqing was stunned for a moment, then looked a little disappointed and said disheartenedly:
"But there are only a few women left in our Song Dynasty. If you want to make meritorious deeds, it will be difficult to achieve success."
Qin Ming shook his head and said:
"As I said just now, there is a way for you to make up for your mistakes."
Song Muqing's eyes lit up, she rushed to Qin Ming's side, pulled his robe and bowed down, saying:
"Do you really mean what you said?"
Qin Ming nodded, frowned and glanced at Song Muqing's hands.
Song Muqing withdrew his hands as if he was electrocuted.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and then Zi Shu's voice sounded outside.
"Son."
Qin Ming stood up and opened the door to the two women's doubtful eyes.
Not long after, Zishu lowered his head and came back with two bowls of soup.
Zishu put the tray on the desk, saluted Qin Ming, and said:
"My subordinates resign."
Qin Ming hummed and waved his hand.
After the door closed again, Qin Ming turned around and looked at the two women, pointed to the soup bowl on the table, and said:
"This is Bizi Soup. You two should drink it."
When Song Muqing and Xiaodie heard this, their faces suddenly turned pale.
Although they had never heard of this kind of decoction before, they knew what it was used for just by hearing the name.
Qin Ming looked at the two women coldly and said calmly:
"You have no choice."
Song Muqing's delicate body trembled, she stood up slowly, and walked to the table tremblingly.
Then she gritted her teeth, looked at Qin Ming a little aggrievedly, and then picked up the soup bowl and drank it.
When the maid Xiaodie saw her wife drinking, she also stepped forward and drank another bowl without hesitation.
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