Chapter 50 You really don't mind getting dirty?

Logically speaking, Song Mo committed the heinous crime of murder, and it would be reasonable for him to pay with his own life.

Unfortunately, the person he killed was also a criminal.

The deceased had committed the crime of forcing women to rob them of their property, and only after his death did the victims dare to go to the government to expose him.

After a thorough investigation, the Dali Temple, based on the cause and effect, sentenced the offender to caning and exile.

In another hour, Song Mo will be expelled from Yujing.

Since the emperor has granted special permission for the whole family to see her off, and Si Niannian is also a member of the Song family, it would be inappropriate for her to avoid going.

Si Niannian sat in Jie Ge'an's carriage, thinking of how this man had taken the time out of his busy schedule to send her back, and said from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you."

With Jie Ge'an standing in front of people, anyone who wants to make things difficult for her will have to think twice.

However, he could have avoided making this trip.

Jie Ge'an kept his eyes fixed on the book in his hand and said calmly, "It's no trouble at all."

"We've arrived. Do you need me to help you get off?"

As Si Niannian lifted the carriage curtain, she said softly, "No need."

The moment the carriage from the Marquis of Zhennan's residence appeared, the previously noisy city gate fell silent.

Madam Song saw Si Niannian through her tear-filled eyes, and immediately her expression turned ferocious, as if she wanted to pounce and bite someone: "You actually dare to..."

"Madam!" Lord Song interrupted her outburst in time, coldly rebuking her, "You mustn't lose your composure!"

Song Cheng stared intently at the carriage, and the moment the curtain was lifted, he saw a large hand wearing a thumb ring. He quickly looked away and pretended not to have noticed anything as he went to greet the carriage: "Why are you here too?"

"Didn't I send someone to tell you to just take good care of yourself?"

Si Niannian lost her composure in front of Jie Ge'an, and lowered her head as if afraid to step forward, saying, "I heard that Fifth Brother is leaving home, so I wanted to come and see him off..."

Besides the second young master Song, who lived the farthest from home, even the third young master Song Wu rushed back.

She's in Yujing, so it would be inappropriate for her not to come.

Song Cheng sighed and reached out to touch Si Niannian's head, but she subtly turned her head away. He didn't suspect anything, but simply sighed, "It must have been hard on you."

"Let's go, I'll go with you."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Song family gathered here.

Song Qinghan's eyes were red from crying. She let go of Song Mo's hand and timidly called out, "Sister."

Despite limping on one leg and having been beaten again, Song Mo still had some strength left. He glared fiercely at Si Niannian, gritting his teeth: "Bitch!"

"Why isn't it you who should die!"

If he had known that Si Niannian would abandon him to his death, he should have just thrown her into the water and drowned her!

It's better to drown this menace sooner rather than later...

“I know Fifth Brother harbors resentment,” Si Niannian said nervously, biting her lower lip, “but for the Song family, Fifth Brother leaving home is the best thing, that’s why…”

"you……"

"Song Mo!"

Song Cheng, his face dark with anger, interrupted Song Mo before he could roar out, saying, "Don't forget to teach him a lesson!"

It is already a blessing from heaven that I was able to save my life.

If he were to utter any more arrogant words now, he might not even be able to save his life!

Song Mo suppressed his anger under several warning gazes. He struggled and broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but he still couldn't help but utter curses.

After being reprimanded by Lord Song once again, Song Mo hurriedly said to Song Wu and Song Wen, "Third Brother, Fourth Brother, I'm entrusting Han'er to you!"

Song Cheng is heartless; he only knows how to side with Si Niannian!

Song Qinghan has been repeatedly targeted by Si Niannian's vicious schemes. If no one protects her, she will definitely suffer a great loss!

"And that Zheng Yunliang!" Song Mo gritted his teeth and said, "He dared to do something to betray Han'er, he absolutely cannot be let off lightly!"

If he could still stay in Yujing, he would definitely break Zheng Yunliang's legs and force him to kneel down and apologize to Song Qinghan!

Upon hearing this, Song Qinghan clenched her teeth tightly and began to wipe away tears as if heartbroken.

Song Wen nodded with a livid face: "Don't worry, I know what to do."

Song Wu glanced at Si Niannian, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and smiled gently: "Don't worry."

Song Qinghan is the younger sister they have protected since childhood, and their affection for Song Qinghan is no less than that for Song Mo.

Song Qinghan seemed unable to hold back any longer, and she grasped Song Mo's hand, sobbing softly, "Fifth Brother..."

"Han'er..."

Madam Song's eyes, which had been fixed on Si Niannian, were filled with tears again. After a long plea, even though Song Mo struggled desperately not to leave, he was forcibly put into the prison cart.

Unable to bear the pain of separation from her son any longer, Madam Song collapsed, her vision blurred, and Song Qinghan followed closely behind.

"mother!"

"Han'er!"

"Put him on the carriage!" Song Cheng said urgently. "Quickly send him back! Get a doctor!"

After Song Cheng finally managed to get everyone in order amidst the chaos, he turned around and found that Si Niannian had been left behind.

The carriage was cramped, and with Lord Song, two unconscious people, and their accompanying maids inside, there was no room for Si Niannian to sit.

There were only three horses, but four people were present.

Song Wen scoffed, "Brother, they've already climbed the social ladder, why should we worry about them?"

Song Cheng glared at Song Wen, but before he could speak, Song Wu asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

Si Niannian shook her head: "I don't have the chance to learn."

“Then there’s nothing we can do,” Song Wu said regretfully as he mounted his horse first. “Whichever carriage you came in, let that carriage take you back.”

"Perhaps we can send someone to show you the way. It's not that far anyway, you can walk back yourself."

He was in a hurry to get home and didn't have time to linger here with Si Niannian.

Song Wen also made a move to leave.

Song Cheng gritted his teeth as if struggling, and smiled, saying, "It's okay if you can't ride a horse, I'll help you get on."

"Sit still on the horse, and I'll lead it back to you."

He was also anxious to get back, but he absolutely couldn't leave Si Niannian behind right now.

Si Niannian blinked in surprise, and Song Cheng said gently, "Don't worry, your big brother won't drop you."

Song Wen and Song Wu were slightly surprised to hear this, but Song Cheng seemed to really intend to do so.

Si Niannian stood there, stunned, when a deep voice suddenly rang out from not far away: "Niannian."

The group suddenly turned their heads and were astonished to see that everyone in the car was staring wide-eyed.

It was Jie Ge'an who personally brought her here?!

Jie Ge'an lifted the carriage curtain with the back of his hand, smiled at Si Niannian, and said, "Come here, I'll give you a ride."

It's much more comfortable to be with Jie Ge'an than to be paraded through the streets on horseback by Song Cheng and treated like a clown.

Si Niannian pretended to struggle and looked around. Song Cheng suppressed the corners of his mouth and said gently, "Since it is the Marquis who invited me, then it is even better."

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

Song Wen and Song Wu also hurriedly dismounted and, together with Song Cheng, walked to the front of the carriage to pay their respects to Jie Ge'an.

Jie Ge'an gave a curt "hmm" that revealed no emotion, and immediately lowered the carriage curtain after Si Niannian got into the car and sat down.

As the Marquis's carriage slowly drove away, Song Wu suddenly laughed: "Brother, you really don't mind getting dirty."

Trying to gain Jie Ge'an's favor by being nice to Si Niannian is not a very clever tactic.

Song Cheng looked at him coldly: "She's our little sister."

“That may be true,” Song Wu mocked, “but you’ve made it far too obvious.”

Who is Jie Ge'an?

How could such a trick fool him?

When Song Cheng was exposed, he showed displeasure, but Song Wu was too lazy to say anything more to him. His arrogant eyes flashed with disdain: "I can't learn such good methods as my elder brother, and I can't bear to hurt Han'er's heart for it."

His sister, Song Wu, must be a good person like Song Qinghan, praised by everyone. How could she be a despicable person like Si Niannian who takes advantage of kindness?

My younger sister?

Song Wu scoffed, "She doesn't even deserve it!"