Chapter 44

Qingyun still had to plant trees, so naturally he couldn't participate in Song Junwu's great ideological education. However, even after several days of this ideological education, it was still ineffective, and the number of trees that were supposed to be reduced would still decrease.

Song Chaohua found it amusing, "You can't even manage some lowly people, that's all Song Junwu is capable of."

Lin Wanjun stood to the side, holding a plate of fruit, looking respectful and like a bullied little wife. Song Chaohua chuckled and dismissed the messenger before turning her attention to the person standing beside her. She glanced at Lin Wanjun and said, "Aren't you tired? Pretending all that."

Lin Wanjun smiled upon hearing this, "Not tired."

Song Chaohua played with the jade rabbit in her hand, leaning lazily against the chaise longue, and continued, "I heard from my sister that she's going to send that bastard over. Why don't you arrange for her to be by Qingyun's side?" Her eyes were full of disdain, and her words were sarcastic.

Lin Wanjun readily agreed, then brought up another matter, "The Qin family has had their property confiscated by the Princess and Lord Song, and they are to be escorted back to the capital on a chosen day. Are they going to snatch them away?"

"I won't steal it." Song Chaohua gripped the jade rabbit tightly, stretched, and looked at it with a playful expression. She adjusted her sleeping position and idly played with the palace ribbon hanging from the ceiling. "A few idiots, they can't even let their sister have a handle on such a trivial matter."

As she spoke, she stared intently at Lin Wanjun, "I've said it before, it's enough that Qingyun is dead, yet you still keep thinking about relying on her to steal the chapter."

Lin Wanjun: "Now that the Princess has returned, Qingyun no longer poses any danger."

Upon hearing this, Song Chaohua scoffed. She stood up and slowly walked towards Lin Wanjun, smiling at her. She remained silent for a long while, the air thick with tension. Then, Song Chaohua contemptuously lifted Lin Wanjun's chin with her finger, forcing her to look at her directly.

"Wanjun, don't be so shameless as to ruin my plans again, you know?"

After saying that, she kicked away a football hidden under Lin Wanjun's skirt, saying, "Come on, play with me."

Just then, Qingyun finished work and was walking down the street when she saw her neighbor's old lady grab her, claiming that someone was looking for her. She was still puzzled, but after walking a few steps, she saw a little beggar kneeling by the roadside begging. Before she could go up to him, she saw a figure walk up to the beggar and take out a few taels of silver.

Song Junwu straightened up and took the riding whip handed to him by the servant, then mounted his horse and left. Immediately afterward, the child who had been pretending to be lame stood up, ran a short distance, and finally turned into a small alley.

Most of the children were trafficked and sold to pretend to be beggars to ask for money. They didn't want food or charity, just money. Song Junwu could see through this trick. Giving money was to prevent these children from being beaten.

But as for why not all of them were rescued, it's really beyond our control. Traffickers have indentures, which are legal in a broad sense.

Qingyun: [This person isn't someone who doesn't get things done.]

System: [It was just a small amount of money.]

Upon hearing this, Qingyun smiled and said, "They say even a penny can stump a hero, but this artificial intelligence wouldn't understand."

As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something and wanted to look for Song Junwu again, but then she remembered that someone at home was looking for her. Seeing this, Qingyun quickened her pace. On the way back, it started to rain, which was rare, but the spring chill was still in the air, and the spring rain made her shiver.

Qingyun wiped the rain off his face, thinking that at least he wouldn't have to carry so many buckets of water tomorrow. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a black figure standing by the bed. The huge black silhouette stood there silently, looking very eerie. With a thud, his heart seemed to stop beating, and the idea of ​​ghosts and gods immediately flashed through his mind.

"Aaaaaaah! Who?!"

Upon seeing this, the figure seemed to panic and immediately responded, "It's me, young lady! It's me!"

The figure was about to step forward, but Qingyun was already trembling with fear, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, leaning against the door. She said, "Light the oil lamp next to you first."

It was true that she dared not approach that person. After such a long while, Qingyun's soul had flown beyond the nine heavens. It wasn't until a warm, dim light shone into the room, gradually warming the atmosphere, that she staggered to her feet. There stood a woman in front of her, looking helpless. She was wearing a cloak, which was why she looked so huge and terrifying in the dark.

When Qingyun saw who it was, she realized it was the original owner's maid. She held the woman's hand, looking her up and down with disbelief on her face. After all, the woman had once tearfully complained to her about the bitterness of being trapped in the deep mansion.

"You...how did you get out?"

The woman wore a bitter smile, which revealed that she must have gone through a great deal of trouble to find Qingyun. She did not tell him, but asked Qingyun if she could stay there for a while. "Girl, I won't hold you back. I really have nowhere else to go."

If she had gone back to her parents' home, she would definitely have found him. However, the woman never imagined that with Qingyun's conspicuous identity, if she hadn't gone home, she could easily guess that she had come to Qingyun's place.

Seeing this, Qingyun felt heartbroken. She had been thinking about how to deal with the matter a few days ago, but she had been too busy and had forgotten about it.

She took the woman's hand in return to comfort her, "It's okay, you can stay as long as you want. It's just that my house is dilapidated, so you can squeeze into one bed with me."

In the stillness of the night, the two lay in bed. Qingyun had a strange feeling. First, she had always been alone and was not used to sleeping with someone else. Second, the woman kept hugging her, making her feel hot.

"Girl, your bedding is so warm."

Upon hearing this, Qingyun smiled wryly. "With so many points exchanged for it, how could it not be warm?" (bitter face).

"Old Li, I'm telling you, don't go too far. Your family is so rich it could rival the ocean, yet you're shamelessly trying to steal our firewood!" a burly man said angrily, pulling at the old man.

Old Li looked around and hurriedly tried to tell someone to let go, saying, "It's not going into my pocket. My master ordered me to do it, so of course I have to do it."

Seeing this, the burly man became displeased and grabbed Old Man Li by the collar. "Your master even uses the finest pear wood for his chamber pot. If they don't have firewood, they can go sell it themselves. They're trying to take advantage of us. Do they really think we're easy to bully?"

"Old Li! You're addicted to being a dog, aren't you! You listen to your master so obediently."

Old Li, feeling embarrassed, hurriedly said that he was only following orders and that if people wanted to make a scene, they should go to the gate of the mansion. "Besides, this tree doesn't belong to you, so how did I take advantage of it?"

The burly man just smiled and tossed Old Man Li aside. "It's not ours to be cut down. Don't you even know who's in charge of this land? If your master is unhappy with what you've said, let his mother come find me. I have dozens of brothers here, and I'm more than enough to play with him!"

"So Lord Song's words were all for naught! Didn't he hear that everyone was forbidden from chopping?" Old Man Li angrily waved his sleeve, pointing at the group, "Wait, I'll report this to Lord Song right now! I'll send you all to jail! To eat jail food!"

"Go if you dare! If you don't, you're a coward!"

Qingyun, who had watched the whole show unfold, walked away with a cold face.

"Qingyun, is there a new guest at your house?"

Mu Helian's words pulled Qingyun back from her reverie. She looked up at the other woman, recalling the woman's words about every household having a guarantor. She thought to herself, "No wonder Mu Helian knew so quickly." Not knowing what to say, she forced a smile and said, "She's my former maid. Come and see me."

Mu Helian was somewhat surprised to hear this, and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her throat. "I see. I just wonder which company you're working for now?"

Seeing this, Qingyun simply made up an excuse to get rid of him.

However, this woman at home made things much easier for her. When she came home in the evening, there would be hot meals waiting for her. The woman never mentioned her experiences in the mansion, and Qingyun didn't ask her about them either. When she mentioned that she hadn't heard Qingyun call her the way he used to after all these days, she did.

Qingyun cried out that she was wronged! She wasn't the original owner of this body, so she definitely wouldn't know your name. Upon hearing this, she quickly brought up the system to ask the woman's name, only to find out that the woman's name was Yinglian.

"That's a nice name," she thought to herself.

Yinglian was a diligent person and wanted to go with Qingyun to the sand dunes to help her with her work. However, Qingyun knew that her presence should not be publicized, as being too conspicuous would be bad. She simply told her to stay at home and not to worry about anything. If she didn't want to be found by her heartless husband, she should be careful.

Moreover, this situation is not a solution. If that man is truly powerful, finding a woman would be a piece of cake for him. We need to think of another way. However, Qingyun is of low status and cannot protect Yinglian. At this moment, she and the system thought of the same person.

Song Chaohua.

Although the child didn't like her, she still owed him a favor. If she asked Song Junwu for help, he couldn't protect Yinglian, and she would be bullied by that man when she got back. Song Chaohua was a princess, and apart from the emperor and princes, no one was more powerful than her.

Qingyun: [When you're looking for Song Junwu, also look for her.]

Qingyun didn't waste any time. He thought of a way and rushed to the command post. As expected, Song Chaohua only glanced at him after hearing this. Qingyun had been kneeling on the ground for half an hour.

[That brat, was it really necessary to be so cruel?!]

Song Chaohua skimmed the tea foam and said casually, "How come I've never heard my sister mention this before?"

Upon hearing this, Qingyun's face lit up with a sycophantic smile. "Presumably, the Princess has forgotten something and hasn't told you. If Your Highness is suspicious, why not write a letter to inquire?"

The woman sitting on the couch chuckled, her eyes darting over Qingyun. "It takes at least a month for correspondence to travel back and forth. If I don't help you then, it will be a mistake for me. But if I help you even without this incident, it will still be a mistake." She added with a sarcastic laugh, "You really know how to manipulate people."

Upon seeing this, Qingyun immediately bowed deeply, kowtowing and performing a grand salute, saying, "This servant would naturally not dare." But as she said this, she immediately offered a suggestion, "Why doesn't Your Highness send a message by carrier pigeon?"

Isn't that how it's always written in novels and TV dramas?!

For some reason, Qingyun saw speechlessness on the other person's face, and then Song Chaohua's voice rang out from above, "It's not worth it, how much face do you think you have?"

Qingyun: "..." How did you manage to corrupt such a good child! Wasn't he very affectionate towards me at the beginning?