Chapter 39 Asking Madam for Help
The next morning, Qu Ling arrived at Yunsong Hall early and personally helped the old lady to wash and dress.
"A Ling is such a good child." The old lady was satisfied and praised her generously.
"My grandmother loves me, so I should be filial to her." Qu Ling is also good at flattery.
At breakfast time, He came with Qu Lianjia.
"I heard that Madam is feeling better and can eat now," Qu Ling pointed at the yam porridge on the table, "Send this to Madam."
It's really surprising that she would say such a thing.
He couldn't figure out what she was trying to do, and she just felt that Qu Ling was becoming more and more weird.
She was about to speak when Qu Lianjia gently kicked her foot under the table.
"You don't blame her anymore?" asked the old lady.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Song family’s birthday banquet is closely related to the Song family.
Qu Ling smiled and said, "A harmonious family brings prosperity. Lian Xue's passing might be a warning from heaven. When I sent my second sister home yesterday, my wife told me that she had let me down. So I thought, our family should get along well and work together."
The old lady felt a little uncomfortable when Qu Lianxue was mentioned.
She was old and believed in the words "God's warning", so she wanted to keep the peace.
"You are the most sensible," he praised Qu Ling with a smile, and then asked someone to deliver the yam porridge to Song.
"Let Cuilu go," Qu Ling suggested, "and let Madam know that Grandmother values her."
"Grandmother has done this much, so Madam shouldn't be dissatisfied."
The old lady thought what she said made sense.
The work done to save face must be done in a way that no one can find fault with.
Cuilu received the instructions and went to the main courtyard to deliver food in person.
Last night, Qu Xian stayed at Aunt Miao's place again.
However, the Song family no longer cared.
She had been ill for a few days, but now she had recovered and was having dinner with Qu Lianzhi.
When I saw Cuilu, I couldn't figure out why she came.
"My eldest lady saw that this yam porridge is nutritious, so she asked the old lady to bring it to you." Cuilu said respectfully.
Before Mrs. Song could speak, Qu Lianzhi said, "Leave it there. Thank you for your help."
He also asked his servants to give rewards.
But I was thinking about throwing it away in a while.
The weasel pays a New Year's visit to the chicken with no good intentions.
"The old lady has a few words for Madam," Cui Lu said, showing no intention of leaving. "She wants to speak to Madam alone."
Being young, Qu Lianzhi lost his temper and asked, "What is it that I cannot listen to?"
"It's the eldest girl's marriage." Cuilu lied.
Song asked Qu Lianzhi to go down first.
After Qu Lianzhi left, he felt like he was scratched by a cat.
Qu Ling was indeed obedient and got married when she was told to.
Is she really going to marry the prince?
After she left, Cuilu knelt before Song and said, "Please, Madam, please favor me."
Song had breakfast cleared away and leaned on the couch to drink tea. "Why should I honor you?"
"Is Concubine Miao giving Madam a headache?" Cui Lu said, "She has seduced the Marquis to the point of losing his mind."
Song's face was expressionless.
Cuilu was not in a hurry and continued,
"She looks like Madam Xu, so the Marquis chose her. He also misses the late Madam. If she had given birth to a child, Madam's situation would not have been so good."
"You want me to promote you so you can compete with her?" Song sneered. "All the women in the capital use this method to control the harem, but it's just drinking poison to quench thirst. Suppressing her and promoting you is equally annoying."
But the fact that Aunt Miao looked like Xu Zhaoyue still hurt Song's heart a little.
If you say you don't care a thousand times, does that mean you really don't care anymore?
I don't care about it in my heart, but I can't bear it.
"I'll take you to see the old lady right now," Song looked at her coldly, "Let the old lady see how her caring maid is betraying her."
Cuilu was actually a little panicked.
However, she continued according to Qu Ling's instructions, "If the old lady beats me to death, it will not benefit you in any way. It might even do the opposite and help me."
"By then, there will still be two concubines in the backyard to make things difficult for Madam."
Song's expression turned completely cold.
"My sincerity is to help you regain the power of the household. By then, you will still be the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, and you will still have leverage over me. With people you trust in the backyard, you won't be afraid even if the Marquis brings in ten more concubines."
Cuilu finished her words calmly.
When Song heard about the power to be the head of the family, she was finally moved.
But she was cautious this time.
"What can you do?"
Seeing that she had softened, Cuilu told her about Qu Mingyue asking the old lady for silver.
"That's all I know. As for the underlying reasons, Madam has to investigate. I'm sure Madam will find an opportunity."
Song reacted quickly.
The old lady cannot touch the money of the Marquis' Mansion. According to Cuilu, the number of times Qu Mingyue takes the money is not something the old lady can afford.
Then she could only take Qu Ling's dowry and the half of the dowry she gave to Qu Ling.
She had no intention of actually giving her dowry to Qu Ling.
In her original thought, Qu Ling would not live to see the day of marriage.
How dare you, old thing, covet her dowry!
"Alright," Song casually took off the red gold bracelet on her hand and threw it to Cuilu, "This is a reward for you."
"Thank you, Madam." Cuilu knelt on the ground and picked up the bracelet with both hands, extremely humbly.
But she didn't complain.
As long as I can be the Marquis's concubine, anything is fine.
She is old and can't delay any longer. She has to fight for her own destiny in the second half of her life.
After returning to Yunsong Hall, Cuilu presented the bracelet to the old lady, "The lady looks good. She said she would come to pay her respects to the old lady when she got better, and she also rewarded the servant."
Qu Ling stayed beside the old lady and said jokingly, "Madam, you still have more good things."
Isn’t it?
The old lady thought of the dowry in the storeroom and felt envious and jealous.
After all, it was Jingui, the daughter of the Song family.
"When you get married, ask her to give you some more." The old lady concealed her thoughts and continued, "Do you remember your cousin from your aunt's family?"
Qu Ling sneered in his heart.
"I remember that he didn't like me and only liked to play with Lianzhi."
Thinking of Liu Xuan's face, Qu Ling just wanted to chop off his head.
"You were still young at that time, and it was just a joke." The old lady didn't take it seriously.
Qu Ling was a little annoyed. He moved his fingers slightly and said patiently, "He pushed me down the hill in the garden before."
Because Qu Lianzhi cried.
But Qu Lianzhi's crying had nothing to do with her.
Liu Xuan didn't ask any questions and just pushed her away. The rockery was small to begin with, and she fell down. Her butt was so bad that she couldn't sit still for several days.
She naturally couldn't bear this loss.
He endured the pain and beat two people at once.
Finally, he was imprisoned in the ancestral hall again.
"Didn't you break Axuan's head that time?" The old lady still felt a little scared when she said that.
A girl, holding such a big stone to hit people.
If the servants hadn't stopped him, who knows how much trouble it would have caused.
Qu Ling smiled.
The old lady thought she was complaining and coaxed her, "On your birthday, have your aunt bring him here to apologize to you."
Qu Ling didn't say anything, but just raised the corners of his mouth.
The old lady struck while the iron was hot, "Your cousin has been appointed Crown Prince and has a position in the Qianniu Guard. He is a close minister to His Majesty and has a promising future."
Why would a prince with such a promising future marry her?
Qu Ling had never thought about this in his previous life.
Right now, it's obvious.
"A Ling, are you listening to what grandma is saying?" The old lady frowned.
"Yes," Qu Ling smiled, "I was wondering if my cousin would be able to come to my birthday party."
She has to dig the hole in advance.
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