Chapter 17 What is Mr. Song’s full name?

Ermao rushed to the main hall and saw a familiar maid about to serve the dishes. He hurriedly called her and said, "I'll help you. Go do something else."

Seeing that she was willing to work, the maid happily handed her the dish and ran out to play.

Ermao carried the dishes and followed the people in front of him into the main hall, where he saw the two immortals and their county magistrate from last time.

She put down the dish, knelt down with a plop and said, "Master, please do justice for Madam Fu!"

The veins on County Magistrate Yao's forehead twitched and he started to have a headache. Why was this happening again?

This time he was much calmer because of his experience. His face flushed as he shouted, "Little girl, do you know the rules? The guests are still here. If you have anything to say, we can talk later!"

A servant immediately ran in and tried to drag her away as if he knew the place well.

Ermao refused to give up and shouted, "Madam Xiang poisoned Madam Fu. You must take care of Madam Fu!"

County Magistrate Yao was shocked. This was terrible. His cash cow was dead?

He hurriedly stopped the boy who was dragging Ermao and asked, "What's going on?"

Ermao immediately knelt on the ground and repeated what he had just seen.

County Magistrate Yao stood up from his chair with his fat body, almost overturning the dining table. "How could this happen? It's outrageous!"

Then he realized that he had lost his composure, and said to Yan Qu and Shen Qingning with an apologetic smile: "Two masters, something happened in my inner courtyard, I may have to excuse myself for a while."

Shen Qingning said: “You don’t have to be polite, County Magistrate Yao, this is a matter of life and death, why don’t we go with you to take a look.”

Yan Qu agreed, "I know a little bit about medicine, maybe I can help."

County Magistrate Yao nodded repeatedly, "It is an honor for me, Yao, to have your help."

The three of them stood up and entered Fu Ning's yard with a group of maids and servants.

At this time, the door of the main house was closed. Ermao was the first to push the door open. He walked around the room and found that Fu Ning was already lying on the bed with his face clean.

She thought that it must be Master Song who moved Madam Fu over and wiped her face, but she didn't know where Master Song was now.

County Magistrate Yao, Shen Qingning and Yan Qu entered the main house.

Shen Qingning took a step forward, walked to Fu Ning's bed, took only a glance and said: "County Magistrate Yao, you can rest assured that this Madam Fu is still alive."

County Magistrate Yao kicked Ermao hard and cursed, "You little bitch, can't you tell the difference between the living and the dead?"

Shen Qingning usually hated to see the scene of servants being beaten and scolded, and hurriedly said: “You can’t blame this little girl. Madam Fu was indeed seriously injured, and it is possible that she made a mistake in judgment.”

After saying that, she looked at Yan Qu.

Yan Qu understood what he meant and placed his hand on Fu Ning's pulse through the gauze.

To his surprise, Fu Ning's pulse was steady and strong, neither fast nor slow, and did not look like he was poisoned at all.

He frowned. This Madam Fu seemed to be in good health, but he also saw with his own eyes a pool of blood on the ground. Could it be that this Madam Fu had been detoxified?

He stood up and asked Ermao, "After you left, has your wife contacted anyone else?"

Ermao thought for a moment and said, "And Mr. Song, I wonder where he is now."

Shen Qingning was very sensitive to this surname, and she immediately asked: "Mr. Song? Who is he? What is his full name?"

Ermao answered them one by one, "Mr. Song is our Madam Fu's younger brother. As for his full name, I'm not sure."

Shen Qingning asked, “That’s strange, why is your Madam Fu’s brother’s surname Song?”

Ermao tilted his head, "Maybe a cousin."

Yan Qu naturally knew what Qing Ning was thinking. He patted Qing Ning on the back and said, "Qing Ning, you are too impatient. There are so many people with the surname Song in the world. How could the younger brother of a concubine be Brother Jing He?"

Song Jinghe watched coldly from outside the window as his fiancée behaved intimately with a tall stranger.

He didn't know that he would meet Qing Ning in such a situation.

She should be here to find me. But when Song Jinghe looked down and saw that his legs had lost all feeling and needed pills to prevent them from atrophying, he felt extremely humiliated.

He didn't want to recognize Qing Ning under such circumstances.

Song Jinghe turned his wheelchair and went to his west wing.

Ermao saw him with his sharp eyes and shouted, "Mr. Song, where did you go just now?"

Shen Qingning turned around with the last bit of hope and saw the back of a person sitting in a wheelchair in the yard. She was immediately disappointed. It was indeed not Song Jinghe.

She was just too impatient.

Yan Qu asked Song Jinghe from behind, "Mr. Song, what did you do to Madam Fu? Her body has recovered."

Song Jinghe didn't look back or say anything. He turned his wheelchair into the house and slammed the door shut.

Shen Qingning was a little angry, “Why is this person so rude?”

Yan Qu consoled her, "Since he can cure this lady's poison, he must be a great man."

Ermao frowned. Young Master Song didn't have the ability to detoxify. She suddenly thought, "Ah! Our wife is an alchemist. Maybe she took the antidote herself!"

Yan Qu turned his head and suddenly became interested. It was rare to have an alchemist in Quzhou, and this alchemist was actually willing to be the county magistrate's concubine, which was really a waste of talent.

He looked at Fu Ning seriously again and found that there was a faint spiritual energy gathering around her body. It seemed that she had reached the foundation-building stage, so she must have a good talent.

Yan Qu originally came from the human world to the world of cultivation, and he had a feeling of sympathy towards the cultivators in the human world.

He immediately asked Ermao to prepare pen and ink, and went to the desk to write a letter, then handed it to Ermao, "If your wife wants to go to the Xiuzhen Society, take this letter. I believe that the people in the Xiuzhen Society will give her some face because I am Master Minglu's disciple."

Ermao took the letter with a confused look.

Shen Qingning was happy for Madam Fu. Yan Qu was actually being modest. Master Minglu was the most famous alchemist in the current cultivation world. He had already reached the Mahayana stage. The elixirs he refined were priceless in the world of cultivation. Even the old guys who had lived for hundreds of years in the major cultivation families had to respect him.

As long as Madam Fu can show Yan Qu's letter of recommendation, she will have a pass to all the cultivation societies in the human world. Not only Quzhou, but she can also join the cultivation society in the capital without any problem. It can be said that she is on the rise.

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Ever since the little maid met Song Jinghe, she had been thinking about rushing back to inform Madam Xiang. However, she happened to meet a few good maids on the way. They chatted for a while in the small garden. Then she hurried to Fu Ning's yard, but saw a lot of people gathered at the door. After asking, she found out that something had happened to Madam Fu.

The little maid was shocked, could it be that Madam Xiang had done this? She hurried back to her yard, opened the door and saw Madam Xiang shivering in a chair, her face full of fear.

"Madame Xiang?" she called, "Are you all right?"

Xiangyun then raised her eyes to look at her, and asked with pale lips, "Is the doctor not here yet?"

The maid saw something was wrong and walked a step further to see Madam Xiang holding her left hand with her right hand, and her left wrist was hanging abnormally. She was immediately shocked, "Madam Xiang, what's going on?"

Xiangyun shook her head blankly, recalling what had just happened.

Frightened by Fu Ning's death, she ran back into the house, and soon the cripple came to her door.

She never took the cripple seriously and teased him, "What brings you here, young master?"

Song Jinghe asked coldly, "What are you doing in Fu Ning's yard?"

Xiangyun forced a smile and said, "Master, you must have misunderstood something. I haven't been to Sister Fu's yard today."

Song Jinghe approached suddenly and grabbed her left wrist, "You said you haven't been there."

Xiangyun was a little frightened. She nodded repeatedly and tried to pull her wrist back, but the man's hand held her like an iron chain.

Her body involuntarily took a step back.

Song Jinghe suddenly laughed, "So it wasn't you."

Xiangyun breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "It really wasn't me. You must have seen it wrong."

But Song Jinghe did not let her go. She only felt the force holding her wrist getting tighter and tighter. Then there was a crack and her wrist hurt so much that she almost fainted.

The cripple broke her wrist!

Song Jinghe shook off her hand, and Xiangyun sat down on the ground, listening to him say: "No matter what your purpose is, don't go near Fu Ning's yard again, otherwise it will be your neck that will be broken next time."

Xiangyun looked up and saw Song Jinghe's face, half hidden in the shadows. He looked at her sinisterly like a demon from hell.

It was too horrible. She was trembling with fear and nodded with tears in her eyes, "I will never go there again..."

Thinking of this, Xiangyun shuddered again. She was just jealous of Funing and wanted to seduce the cripple so that the county magistrate would punish him and thus sow discord between the county magistrate and Funing. Who knew that she would offend Yama Luosha.

She looked at her broken wrist, her heart filled with fear. She never dared to do it again.

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Fu Ning slept for a whole day and night. No one could wake her up. She didn't even hear the alarm of the system in her brain.

Finally getting enough sleep, she opened her eyes and stretched.

Fu Ning clearly felt that the speed at which he absorbed spiritual power had increased. The spiritual energy in his meridians was no longer blocked and was flowing much more smoothly.

This was an experience she had never had before.

In her previous life, she was born with an extremely gifted Yang spiritual root, and she never knew that cultivation was so difficult for ordinary people. She had hardly ever encountered a bottleneck, so she had never studied the Spirit Cleansing Pill.

Her poor talent now made her realize the importance of the Spirit Cleansing Pill.

She started to think about it. If she could improve the Xiling Pill and reduce its toxicity while maintaining its medicinal properties, it would not only be extremely useful to her in the future, but she might also be able to make a fortune with it.

The more Fu Ning thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea. He quickly got out of bed and recorded the symptoms he felt after taking the Xiling Pill.

The system in her head suddenly spoke, startling her.

"Boss, you finally woke up. Did you know that the hero and heroine and the villain almost met? We were almost finished."

"What does this mean?" Fu Ning listened to the system retell the situation at that time. "I remember that the male protagonist was very handsome. Song Jinghe is now in a wheelchair, which really makes him look inferior. Don't worry, he definitely doesn't dare to appear in front of his fiancée. We are not in trouble."

The system agreed, and then said proudly: "Boss, please check your points!"

Fu Ning found that his points had increased by 500, but his favorability had not changed at all.

Seeing the puzzled look on her face, the system proudly said, "The villain's favorability briefly increased by five points, but soon dropped back down. Fortunately, I quickly exchanged the points."

Fu Ning patted his head and praised without any emotion: "System, you are so amazing."

The system suggested: "Boss, maybe you can give me some money for the trip first?"

"Okay!" Fu Ning readily took out a thousand points and put them into its travel expenses.

In fact, as long as she accumulates 3,000 points, she can send the system away, but she still needs the system.

She said to the system: "I want to buy something very expensive in your mall. You have to stay with me for a while."

The system looked at its one-third travel expenses and said with satisfaction: "It's okay, sir. I'm here to complete a mission. It's fine as long as I can leave the world. It doesn't matter how long I stay."

"That's good." Fu Ning saw an envelope beside the table, picked it up and looked at it from front to back, "What is this?"

System: "This is the recommendation letter that the hero wrote to you after hearing that you are an alchemist. Because the hero is the disciple of Master Minglu, this letter is very valuable. With his recommendation, we can definitely walk sideways in the human world."

Fu Ning opened the envelope and took a look, muttering to himself, "Master Minglu? This name sounds familiar."