Song Zhenping ignored Master Xue and didn't even reply to Song Dekui before turning around and entering Song Lizheng's courtyard.

Master Xue hesitated for a moment, wanting to give chase. He had come to Xiaoshi Village for Song Zhenping, and he couldn't miss this opportunity. But before he could even take a step, he was stopped by Ali, who had been standing silently to the side: "Stop! No unauthorized personnel allowed!"

Only then did Master Xue notice Ali and the others, and he hurriedly bowed and stepped forward to give them red envelopes.

Ali and the other three's expressions softened slightly, and the red envelopes fell into their pockets.

The young mistress said that as long as she could protect the young master and the eldest mistress, she would accept any money offered to her.

Half a day passed quickly before Master Xue finally emerged from Little Stone Village.

The carriage he was in sped along, not returning to the town, but instead passing through a wasteland full of graves, heading straight down the mountain until it was completely dark before stopping.

With a gloomy face, Master Xue kicked Song Shuirong, who was covering her face and crying, off the carriage and said in a hoarse voice, "Xue Wen and Xue Wu, you two drag this jinx back to the old house. I never want to see her again."

At this moment, Song Shuirong's face was swollen as if she had an egg in her mouth, her hair was disheveled, and her silk jacket was wrinkled and dirty.

She rolled to the ground, ignoring the pain, and knelt down, crying out to the carriage, "Master, I will never dare to do it again, I will never dare to do it again, please let me go and apologize to the eldest son."

Master Xue leaned out and looked at her coldly: "You still have a chance to speak? Do you know that you've already ruined my life!"

Song Shuirong rushed over and hugged the carriage wheel, pleading, "Master, I am your woman. I am only doing this for your own good. If I could go back to the Song family, I would definitely speak well of you."

It's that cripple... Young Master Song is ungrateful, it's him..."