Fu Xuechen doesn't care about her life or death
Su Qingli was so tired that she was out of breath, but she finally caught up with them.
"Miss Jiang, do you have anything important to tell me?" Qi Jinqian looked at Su Qingli with a smile, his expression gentle and calm.
"Thank you Sixth Young Master, Young Master Qi, and Second Miss Qi for your great assistance with the government office. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to explain myself even if I was right. I'm very grateful for you coming to serve as my witnesses and helping me argue my case."
Su Qingli panted and held the carriage to express his heartfelt gratitude sincerely.
"Sister Jiang, we just can't stand that He Zefeng bullying you. Fortunately, his father is reasonable. Our Qi family and their He family are somewhat related, and we have some exchanges during festivals."
Qi Caiyao felt that it was natural for them to help Su Qingli. This was her sixth uncle's idea, and she was just following his words.
Why not say a few words to prevent her favorite tutor from being falsely accused? She had long been disgusted with He Zefeng, this stinking hooligan.
"We all trust your character. Besides, you are a weak woman. He Zefeng obviously thinks you are easy to bully. You have been wronged." Qi Jinqian comforted Su Qingli instead, and his words revealed the love and respect that the people in the Qi family had for her.
Su Qingli was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. The people in the Qi Mansion were too good to her, and she had no way to repay them.
"Sister Jiang, do you want to follow us to our Qi Mansion?"
Qi Mian blinked his eyes childishly. Su Qingli had just been wronged, so she could come to their Qi Mansion to relax.
With his cousin Qi Caiyao by his side to chat with, the gloom could be dispelled.
The first person Su Qingli thought of was Qingzhu. Qingzhu must have been worried sick when she suddenly disappeared. "I need to go home. My family doesn't know about my situation yet. I need to go home and tell them I'm safe."
Qi Mian waved at her and said, "Sister Jiang, we'll see you tomorrow. You should go back quickly. Your family will surely be worried if they can't find you."
The word "relatives" reminded Su Qingli that she had not visited her parents and younger brother for some time.
She has been busy making money these days, getting up early and going to bed late every day, and her life is full.
She planned to keep what happened today a secret from her closest relatives so that they wouldn't get worried when they learned about her experience.
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Qi Jinqian returned to the Qi Mansion and left again two hours later.
He and He Xiaowen made an appointment at the old place, and the two would meet privately in this teahouse.
"Uncle He, I'm so sorry. Your son is so audacious. Cheng Nianshan's death hasn't made him sober up. If he continues like this, he might be the next to die."
Qi Jinqian knew that the person who killed Cheng Nianshan must be Fu Xuechen, and the person who framed He Zefeng must also be Fu Xuechen. He actually wanted to use Su Qingli to deal with Fu Xuechen, but he couldn't bear to see Su Qingli get hurt.
He hasn't figured out Fu Xuechen's cards yet, so he doesn't dare to act rashly.
Therefore, Qi Jinqian chose to protect Su Qingli and joined forces with He Xiaowen to teach He Zefeng a lesson.
"It's all my fault for not raising him well. I've made Zefeng such a failure. It's good that he's in jail. I'm just worried that he'll cause some serious trouble in the future and his life will be in danger."
He Xiaowen sighed. Although Qi Jinqian did not tell him who killed Cheng Nianshan, he vaguely guessed that the other party seemed to be from a prominent background and was someone he could not afford to offend.
He Zefeng, the only son, is the lifeblood of the He family. He usually yells at him, scolds him, and feels very disappointed with him.
When it comes to the critical moment, the father-son relationship cannot be severed.
"Uncle He, as long as you understand what I mean, I will definitely save his life for you." Qi Jinqian promised He Xiaowen that Qi Jinqian had not made a big mistake yet, so he could agree to save his life.
"I would like to thank you, Sixth Young Master. Please accept my greeting."
He Xiaowen knelt down with his old body towards the young Qi Jinqian. He was still worried about the life of his son He Zefeng.
He knew that the person He Zefeng had offended posed a great threat. If they insisted on targeting He Zefeng, he would be alone and weak, and he was afraid that he would not be able to protect his beloved son.
"Uncle He, how can this be allowed? You are my elder, please stand up quickly. Our two families are more or less related by blood, and we should give face to the Buddha. Since I have agreed to your request, I will definitely keep my promise. Uncle He, do you still not trust me?"
Qi Jinqian hurriedly helped He Xiaowen up. He was not worthy of such a great gift. He Xiaowen was only a few years younger than his father, Qi Shangshu, and was of the same generation as Qi Shangshu.
"Of course I trust you. I'll leave my son to you, Sixth Young Master."
He Xiaowen finally felt relieved. With Qi Jinqian's concrete promise, he felt relieved.
The Prime Minister's Mansion on the other side.
Fu Xuechen's eyes were cold, his face was like ice, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.
"My Lord Prime Minister, please spare my life. I will make amends and will never let you down." The guard knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy. His forehead was bruised and bloody, and there were fresh bloodstains on the ground.
The guards who were sent to secretly protect Su Qingli failed, causing Su Qingli to fall into the hands of the bad guys. If it weren't for Qian Jue's vigilance, Su Qingli would have been captured by He Zefeng.
"It's okay if you don't want to die. Kill He Zefeng and this mistake will be wiped out. Can you do it?"
Although Fu Xuechen's tone was very light, it contained a strong sense of intimidation.
The guard burst into tears of gratitude. "I will do my best. Thank you, Prime Minister, for giving me this opportunity to make amends."
"Miss, where have you been?"
Qingzhu asked when she saw Su Qingli, and her anxious expression was relieved at this time.
Su Qingli felt very close holding Qingzhu's hand. Qingzhu was not a relative, but she was more like one. "It's a long story. I was kidnapped. I guess you've also heard that Cheng Nianshan is dead?"
Qian Jue said he would take her back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but in fact he did not send her there. Instead, he waited outside the yamen, waiting for Magistrate Dai to summon her. Only then did she feel reassured.
She thought Fu Xuechen was not too bad to her, but then she changed her mind and thought that Fu Xuechen sent someone to send her to the county government office because he might be afraid that the disaster would happen to him.
Just let her fend for herself. Whether she can clear the suspicion depends on her ability.
While waiting outside the county government office, Su Qingli felt that time was extremely unbearable because she didn't know what kind of situation she would face.
She had no idea what to do until the people were summoned in. She had a kind of optimistic attitude of "if the enemy comes, we will fight with our own army, if the water comes, we will block it with earth." When she heard about the whereabouts of the two weapons, she realized that Fu Xuechen had done something.
Fortunately, the people in the Qi Mansion worked together to clear her of suspicion, and she was able to escape successfully.
"Miss, I heard that Hongyu was summoned to the government office. Could it be that Master Cheng's death is related to you?"
When Qingzhu heard this, she was surprised. She had seen Hongyu hurriedly running out of Xiaoxiang's house. To be honest, her young lady disappeared with Cheng Nianshan.
"He didn't have to die. The person he offended was the Prime Minister." Su Qingli sighed.
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