Chapter 41 Go to the Song family now.

"What did you say?" Jie Ge'an paused, a hint of bitterness in his hand, and raised an eyebrow at Gu Yu, who had spoken. "What happened to the Song family?"

"The fifth young master of the Song family killed someone after getting drunk at Huajianfu, and has now been arrested by the Dali Temple."

Gu Yu paused, then said bluntly, "The eldest daughter of the Song family has also been imprisoned in the ancestral hall, according to the news sent back by our spies..."

"Lord Song is probably going to punish the eldest daughter according to family rules."

The reason is simple: Si Niannian refused to plead for Song Mo.

The spy watching the Song family was a meticulous person. He not only found out the cause and effect, but also vividly recounted every word Si Niannian said when she argued with the Song family.

Si Niannian was unwilling.

A faint crease appeared between Jie Ge'an's brows as the scene of his encounter with the bandits flashed through his mind.

Amidst the chaotic shouts and commotion, Si Niannian stood alone in the crowd, her expression infinitely detached, as if she had no connection with the world and was merely a silhouette flowing into humanity.

For a moment, Jie Ge'an even doubted whether what he was seeing was an illusion.

Otherwise, why would he suspect that Si Niannian would disappear at any moment?

Jie Ge'an's usually smiling peach blossom eyes suddenly stirred with emotion. He threw down the wolf-hair brush in his hand, its ink already a mess, closed his eyes, and said, "Did she really say that?"

Gu Yu nodded: "The eldest young lady's exact words were that she disdained to use the favor given by the Marquis to save the life of a beast."

“From the day the Marquis saved her, the debt of gratitude between the Marquis and her was already settled, and she will no longer ask the Marquis to do anything.”

Taking advantage of her poverty, Si Niannian spoke very frankly, completely disregarding the expressions of the rest of the Song family.

So as soon as he said that, the Song couple flew into a rage.

Si Niannian was also successfully imprisoned in the Song Family Ancestral Hall.

Gu Yu looked troubled and struggled to say, "Judging from Lord Song's words, if the young lady doesn't give in, she probably won't be able to get out."

They might even be punished for it.

Song Mo is the most pampered youngest son of the Song family couple. Since Song Mo's life is at stake, the Song family will not let her go.

Jie Ge'an exhaled calmly, thought for a moment, and said, "I remember that Song Cheng, the eldest son of the Song family, works in the City Guard?"

“Yes,” Gu Yu added, “Song Cheng joined the city guard six years ago, but he hasn’t made any outstanding achievements and is still just a squad leader.”

Song Cheng was able to endure the hardships of the city guard, but his actual ambitions certainly went beyond that.

Lord Song also placed high hopes on his eldest son, hoping that he could make great achievements in the army. Over the years, he has also put a lot of effort into smoothing things over for Song Cheng.

Between his eldest son and his youngest son, which one will Lord Song choose to protect?

Is Song Cheng, as the eldest brother, truly willing to sacrifice his future for Song Mo?

Jie Ge'an rubbed his throbbing temples and said slowly, "Find someone to tell Song Cheng to go back immediately."

"in addition……"

Jie Ge'an tapped the table: "Go to the Song family now."

Gu Yu nodded at first, but then couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Jie Ge'an was never one to meddle in other people's business, so logically, Si Niannian had already distanced herself from him and wouldn't have bothered with him anymore.

But today...

"What are you looking at?" Jie Ge'an chuckled. "That's a sensible person."

"I like smart people."

So he didn't mind helping Si Niannian out.

If Si Niannian is clever enough, she will know how to get out of this situation.

Gu Yu nodded, seemingly understanding, and turned to leave when Jie Ge'an suddenly said, "Never mind."

"Lord Marquis?"

Jie Ge'an stood up and said, "I will go there myself."

During this time, he sent people to investigate everywhere and even visited many famous hermits, but he still couldn't figure out what the strange fragrance he smelled on Si Niannian was.

Si Niannian cannot die until the cause is figured out...

As Jie Ge'an rushed towards the Song family, in the Song family ancestral hall, Madam Qian, with a fierce expression, smashed a pile of porcelain bowls on the ground. She then ordered people to crush the broken porcelain into the smallest pieces and sneered, "The things are ready. Young lady, don't just stand there, kneel down now!"

The broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, barely larger than grains of rice, gleamed with a sharp, cold light, even more startling and terrifying than Qian Mama's face.

Large pieces of porcelain may only cut the skin and flesh, and while they may hurt, the pain is limited to the surface and the wounds are easy to treat.

This carefully ground one is different.

As long as Si Niannian kneels down, these agonizing fragments will pierce through her thin clothes, penetrate her flesh, and slowly and deeply penetrate her skin.

When Madam Song finally took pity on her and was willing to let her go, the broken porcelain on her legs was as numerous as hairs on a cow. Even if you tried to pick it off with a needle while holding it up to the candlelight, it would take at least ten days or half a month to clean it all.

The broken pieces of porcelain that couldn't be cleaned properly would become a knife that kept stabbing at her.

As long as Si Niannian is alive, and as long as the wound from being forced to kneel hasn't truly healed, she will only be able to repeatedly reopen the wound amidst repeated festering and recurrence, enduring the agonizing torment of an endless period of time.

Madam Song's feelings for her daughter were probably not very strong.

But the hatred he felt for her was already visibly intense; otherwise, how could he have come up with such a vicious way to torment her?

Seeing that Si Niannian didn't move, Qian Mama's face turned fierce: "Young lady, don't you dare refuse a polite offer and end up drinking a forfeit!"

Si Niannian's refusal to help Song Mo in his time of need not only angered the Madam, but also earned the tacit approval of Lord Song!

Looking across the entire Song family, there's no way anyone will come to her rescue!

Si Niannian's face turned pale from the unbearable burning pain in her chest. Thinking of the many faded scars on her body, she glanced blankly at the broken porcelain and said self-deprecatingly, "Besides being forced to kneel, did your mistress say anything else?"

Mrs. Qian snorted heavily: "That's not something the young lady needs to worry about!"

"If you don't want to suffer any more hardship, you'd better accept the punishment quickly. Madam is waiting for me to report back!"

In fact, even if Si Niannian was unwilling to seek help from Jie Ge'an, Lord Song would never let this opportunity pass.

While they locked Si Niannian in the ancestral hall and assigned people to guard her closely to prevent her from talking nonsense, they also prepared to leave without stopping.

Lord Song will use Si Niannian's name to save Song Mo's life.

As for Si Niannian herself...

Thinking of Madam Song's words, Madam Qian's disdain deepened.

Once Song Mo's matter is resolved, Si Niannian will probably never have the chance to step out of the ancestral hall again.

Impatient with Si Niannian kneeling down on her own, Madam Qian gave a signal to the guards of the ancestral hall: "Make your move!"

From this day forward, the Song family will act as if they never had a daughter!

Si Niannian lowered her eyelashes, concealing the fierce look in her eyes, and silently moved her wrist.

She can't possibly stay here and accept her punishment obediently.

As long as she can deal with these annoying toads and the messenger sent to the city guard returns in time, then everything will be fine...

"stop!"

A sudden exclamation from outside the door interrupted the activity inside the ancestral hall, and Si Niannian narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

The person who ran in struggled to his feet, leaning against the doorframe, and gasped, "Stop...stop!"

"The young master is back! He..."

"Let's see who dares to touch her!"

A strange male voice rang out authoritatively, startling everyone present.

Si Niannian looked over upon hearing the sound and noticed the clothes the newcomer was wearing, which he hadn't had time to change. A strange, amused smile flickered across her lips.

So he was Song Cheng...

This person arrived pretty quickly...