Chapter 13 There is a hidden story
"Mother……"
Qu Qi was shocked.
Song was like seeing a ghost, and couldn't help but murmur, "How could this happen?"
Her voice was very soft, but the old lady had very good hearing.
"You are disappointed that I am not dead, aren't you?" The old lady threw the jade ruyi in her hand away.
Song subconsciously dodged, but failed to avoid it.
The blow made her dizzy and she fell to the ground.
"Mother, what is going on?" Qu Xi was completely confused.
The old lady waved to Qu Ling and said, "Thanks to my good grandson, otherwise, I would have died at the hands of this vicious woman."
Qu Ling asked Doctor Jiang, "How is my grandmother's health?"
Doctor Jiang said, "The old lady is in good health."
He did not stay, took the silver needle and was about to leave.
Qu Xi thanked him repeatedly.
"Your Excellency, there is no need to be polite. I am only following your orders."
"I'll see you out, sir." Qu Xi said politely.
Doctor Jiang said, "It is important for the Marquis to take care of the old lady."
He glanced at Qu Ling casually and saw her standing in front of the old lady's bed with a calm expression.
"Thank you, sir."
Qu Ling felt his gaze.
"I'll take my leave."
When there were no outsiders in the room, Qu Ling said gently, "Grandma, you didn't drink that bowl of bird's nest, did you?"
"Of course I didn't drink it," the old lady was still frightened. She glared at Aunt Qi with hatred, and her anger was burning. "You old traitor, you even dared to plot against me."
Qu Qi finally reacted and kicked Madam Qi, "How dare you poison the old lady?"
Mother Qi was terrified and kowtowed profusely, "My Lord, please spare me, Madam, please spare me! This old servant... was also confused for a moment and was ordered around by someone."
Qu Qi was too lazy to ask any more questions and closed his eyes.
It is obvious who is behind this.
"Who ordered you to do that?" Qu Ling refused to give in.
Speak out.
Let everyone hear it.
The old lady was now very fond of Qu Ling. Seeing Nanny Qi hesitate, she said, "My dear grandson is asking you a question. Are you deaf? How dare you lie? Do you still remember what happened to Concubine Su?"
Aunt Qi's face turned pale.
Of course she remembered.
The concubine whom the old marquis doted on was eventually chopped into pieces by the old lady and fed to the dogs.
Even after many years, Aunt Qi still felt the smell of blood lingering in her nose.
Just hearing others mention Aunt Su made her stomach churn.
Nanny Qi looked up at Song, then quickly lowered her head.
Song knew what she was going to say. Her bloodstained face looked particularly terrifying in the dim light. "You want to frame me, don't you?"
She pointed at Aunt Qi, her sharp voice echoing in the room, "You two planned this together."
"You want to take away my right to be the mistress of the house."
Song knelt at Qu's feet, crying, "My Lord, what have I done wrong? It's bad enough that Aling hates me, but even mother hates me this much."
She tried her best to hide the panic in her eyes.
Why didn’t the old lady drink that bowl of bird’s nest?
Who discovered that Aunt Qi had been bribed?
Song was puzzled.
He also did not forget to excuse himself, "There is no poison in the bird's nest at all, I am innocent."
Now I can only insist on not having any poison.
Qu Xi looked at her with a complicated expression.
The old lady noticed her son's hesitation and said, "Come here, bring the bird's nest."
A maid brought the bird's nest with a humble look.
Aunt Qi looked ashen.
It was the same bowl she presented to the old lady.
"Give her the drink," said the old lady.
Aunt Qi looked up in fear and said, "Madam...Madam...Please spare my life for the sake of my lifelong service to you."
The old lady looked at her coldly, "Serving me is your duty as a slave. When have you done your duty well and dared to ask for a reward?"
A maid came forward, grabbed Madam Qi, pinched her mouth open, and forced the bird's nest into her mouth.
Nanny Qi struggled, but to no avail.
After a while, his face turned blue, his body twitched, and finally he became motionless.
The old lady looked at her death and hated the Song family even more.
She almost died.
Fury filled her head, and she gasped for air, "Give the rest to this bitch!"
Poisoning the mother-in-law, even if Queen Song came in person today, she wouldn't be able to say anything!
"You dare!" Song retreated fearfully.
"I want to go back to the Song family. I want to see the Queen!"
All the hairs on Song's body stood up.
"My Lord, My Lord..."
She clutched Qu Xi's sleeve tightly, "Mother wasn't poisoned. If you kill me, the Queen will blame me. Ah Heng and Ah Yi can't live without their mother..."
The housekeeper's voice came from outside the house, "Madam, Lord, we found a porcelain vase and some gold and silver jewelry in Madam Qi's room."
"Come in!"
The butler spread out the things one by one.
Qu Xi stared at Song. "I've seen you use these things before. What else do you have to say?"
Song shook her head desperately.
She had never given these things as rewards to Aunt Qi.
It's a ghost!
"They were just some old things. Who knew some little girl would steal them and frame me?"
Song denied it flatly, but felt cold in her heart.
She has been dealing with the old lady for many years. The old lady is straightforward and will never have such meticulous methods.
Then, it was Qu Ling’s instigation.
Song gasped and pointed at Qu Ling, questioning, "You caused all this trouble just to frame me!"
There was no need for Qu Ling to speak, as the old lady was patting the edge of the bed.
"Even now, you still won't let A Ling go. She's just a junior and just returned to Beijing. How could she have the ability to set up such a big trap!"
"But you, as the second wife, could not tolerate the legitimate daughter of the first wife and forced her to leave the Marquis' Mansion."
The old lady burst into tears and cursed Qu Qian together, "Back then, Aling's mother was so filial and respectful. Even when she was pregnant with Aling, she visited her daughter morning and night and never forgot. You are so heartless. You treat her daughter badly and even allow your step-wife to bully her!"
Qu Ling started to cry, but sneered in his heart.
Six years ago, when she hurt Song and Qu Qin wanted to beat her to death, the old lady was the one who applauded.
See, there’s no such thing as like or dislike.
Just look at whether it is useful or not.
Xu Zhaoyue, an orphan, married into the marquis's mansion and endured countless cold stares and abuses from the old lady.
He was still cursed after his death.
In Qu Ling's memory, when Song first got married, the old lady was very satisfied with her.
After Song gave birth to twin sons, the old lady often belittled Xu Zhaoyue.
It was not until Song surpassed the old lady that she finally began to miss Xu Zhaoyue who had treated her respectfully.
How funny.
There was a trace of emotion on Qu Xin's face.
This trace of emotion hurt Song so much that she would not allow this man to miss Xu Zhaoyue in front of her.
"So what if Xu Zhaoyue is good? He was still forced to death by you!" Song roared.
"I think you are really crazy!" Qu Li's face suddenly changed.
Without further hesitation, he instructed the steward, "Madam is ill. From today on, she will stay at home to recuperate. All matters at home will be handed over to the old lady."
Song collapsed to the ground with a hideous look on his face.
"Go back on your own," Qu Qi said condescendingly, a warning in his eyes, "I'm giving you this dignity, but if you don't want it, I can also grant it to you!"
Song raised her head and looked at her husband intently.
Then he stood up and smoothed his messy hair with his hands.
Before she went out, she glanced at Qu Ling.
Qu Ling's heart was beating fast.
There was pity for her in Song's eyes.
What to pity?
Qu Ling had difficulty breathing.
Is there any hidden story behind my mother's death?
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