Chapter 37: Handshake and Peace
Qu Lianzhi stumbled into Song's house.
She knelt for three days, and her knees were in excruciating pain, but she just wanted to see her mother as soon as possible.
She almost threw herself in front of Song's bed, grabbing the quilt with trembling hands.
After only three days of not seeing each other, Song's face looked pale and she no longer had the dignity of the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion.
"Mother..." Qu Lianzhi's tears instantly rolled down her cheeks, her voice hoarse and incoherent, "It's all because of your daughter that you've been implicated."
If she didn't hate Qu Ling so much, her mother wouldn't have given her any advice.
Qu Ling was unharmed and even won the title of county lord.
Song's eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened. After seeing her daughter's face clearly, a ray of light suddenly burst out from her cloudy eyes.
She raised her hand tremblingly and touched Qu Lianzhi's haggard face, "Lianzhi, you're out?"
"How did you become so sick..." Qu Lianzhi choked.
Song's gaze passed over her daughter's shoulder and suddenly froze.
Qu Ling leaned against the door, his face expressionless against the light.
"You..." He stared at Qu Ling with eyes that seemed to be filled with poison, "You still dare to come?"
"Get out!" Song suddenly grabbed the medicine bowl and smashed it over.
But she was powerless, and the medicine bowl fell to the side of the bed, splashing the medicine all over Qu Lianzhi.
Qu Ling looked at Song Shi, "Why do you hate me so much? From the beginning to the end, it was you who wanted me dead. I never took the initiative to harm you."
A trace of trance flashed across Song's eyes.
"You wanted a divorce, but it was the Marquis who refused," Qu Ling continued, "He was the one who threatened you with your child, not me."
"The one who took a concubine and slapped you in the face, the one who asked my aunt to handle the funeral, and the one who slapped you were all the Marquis. You hate the wrong person."
Song's voice was sharp. "Don't stir up trouble here. No matter whose fault it is, you are not a good person."
"Mom, did Dad hit you?" Qu Lianzhi thought he had misheard.
She was indignant. "Is that why you want a divorce?"
"Lianzhi, listen to what your mother says..." Song looked at her daughter, feeling bitter in her heart, and hated Qu Ling for saying it out loud.
She really shouldn't have said that.
After the divorce, what should Lianzhi do?
"Mother, have you really made up your mind?" Qu Lianzhi didn't blame or lose his temper, but asked seriously, "If you have made up your mind, then leave the Marquis' Mansion."
Song was so surprised that she didn't know how to respond.
The words of divorce also reached the ears of the two sons.
But what did they say at her bedside?
"Mom and Dad just admitted their mistakes. How could it be so serious as a divorce?"
"My sister and I are almost of marriageable age. Mother, can you bear to let us become a laughing stock in the capital?"
"Dad was wrong to hit her, but didn't Mom do it too? Dad is a court official. If he has to go out and meet people, he will suffer more than Mom."
Song's heart sank.
Qu Ling suddenly laughed, "Leave? Can I still go back to the Song family?"
"Wei Mingshan and Huan'er were orchestrated by Madam and the Old Madam to get rid of me and the princess, but in the end, it resulted in the Song family losing Song Yujin."
Song was having trouble breathing.
She understood this, but just didn't want to think about it.
"Madam, will Madam Liu agree to your return? Will you be content with living under your sister-in-law's care?"
"Besides, your marriage was granted by Empress Dowager Song. Divorce? Can you get a divorce?"
After Qu Ling finished speaking, Song propped herself up and sat up.
If you can't divorce a woman, then you can't divorce her either.
Song's breathing gradually became steady, and her spirits seemed to be much better.
Looking at Qu Ling again, there was less murderous intent and more exploration in him.
"Why are you telling me this?" Song asked.
Qu Ling smiled, "I don't want to fight you to the death. It's not good for me, nor for you."
The slap that Song gave Qu Ling made Qu Ling think a lot.
"I am a girl, and I will be sent away with a dowry in the future. You don't even have to pay for it. What my mother left is enough. Why are you forcing me, Madam?" Qu Ling said.
Song's face turned pale and purple.
She hated herself for being suppressed by someone like Xu Zhaoyue.
"Your sister is the current empress, and your aunt is the Empress Dowager Song, who rules the country from behind the scenes. With such a family background, why would you marry a marquis whose original wife has died?"
"Have you ever thought about why Queen Mother Song granted this marriage?"
Qu Lianzhi gritted her teeth, "Mom, don't listen to her nonsense, she has no good intentions!"
"How did my mother die?" Qu Ling's voice floated out like a ghost. "Do you really know nothing?"
Song's lips turned three points paler.
Qu Ling was certain that Xu Zhaoyue’s death was not that simple.
"Your mother was poisoned to death in the princess's mansion. Everyone knows it." Song looked at her deeply. "Could it be that I killed her?"
"Of course not." Qu Ling did not doubt the Song family.
At this point, she knew she couldn't ask anything more.
"Madam, do you really want to fight me to the death?" Qu Ling returned to the matter.
Song gritted her teeth, "So what?"
"Then I'll accompany you to the end," Qu Ling said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm never the one who loses in every fight."
Song's body trembled.
"You'll be sixteen soon," she turned away from Qu Ling, "find someone to marry."
This seemed to be the biggest concession she had made.
"Otherwise, I will find someone to marry you off to."
"Okay," Qu Ling nodded. "I want to marry Prince Shun'an of Pei's family. I'll ask the princess to propose marriage for me, and Madam will help to talk things over."
"Stop daydreaming." Qu Lianzhi's face suddenly changed.
After kneeling in the ancestral hall for several days, her face became particularly haggard. Suddenly realizing that she had said something wrong, she bit her lips hard.
Qu Ling chuckled, "So you're also thinking about the Prince?"
"I didn't." Qu Lianzhi denied it.
Qu Ling asked back, "You didn't, so why do you say I'm fanciful?"
Song realized something and frowned at her daughter, "Lianzhi, when did you and the prince..."
"I didn't," Qu Lianzhi denied again, "I've never had any personal relationship with him, so why would I care about him?"
Her eyes flickered, hatred welling up in them as she stared straight at Qu Ling, "How could I be willing to let you become the Princess of a County? This way I will always be under your feet."
Qu Ling looked back at her, "Do you want to be the Princess of the County? I heard the Princess said she's looking for a Princess for the Prince of the County. If you want, I'll go talk to the Princess."
Qu Lianzhi's face froze.
She thought.
But she can't.
She is the prince's cousin, and getting involved with the princess's mansion is simply courting death.
"Do you want to?" Qu Ling asked again.
Qu Lianzhi was going crazy, "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to, are you crazy?"
The noble lady, who was usually well-mannered, lost her composure at this moment.
Song was about to speak when Qu Ling said, "Since you don't want to, then I will become the Princess of the County."
She smiled and said, "Madam asked me to marry, and I agreed. The husband I chose is not Lianzhi's ideal man, so can we live in peace in the mansion?"
Qu Lianzhi was so angry that he died.
Everything is going well?
She must kill Qu Ling to vent her anger!
As Qu Ling left the main courtyard, Tingqin couldn't help but ask, "Miss, are we really going to make peace with the Madam?"
"Don't worry, it's impossible."
She was afraid that the Song family would lose not only the wife but also the army, and would become depressed, so she made this trip.
You have to cheer up and keep trying.
If she doesn't make trouble, how can she fight back and force them to die?
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