Go back and reunite with family
It was clearly something to be thankful for, but Su Qingli just couldn't feel happy.
Qingzhu's eyes were filled with tears as she hugged Su Qingli tightly, "Miss, will we meet again?"
The time they spent sharing weal and woe in the Prime Minister's Mansion was coming to an end. Her slave contract was still in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Without Fu Xuechen's permission, she could not always be by Su Qingli's side.
"You can come out of the house to visit me. As long as I still live in the capital, you and I can get together." Su Qingli pursed her lips and smiled softly, wiping away the tears from the corners of Qingzhu's eyes.
"I will help you dress up. You must look beautiful when you leave the house. From now on, you won't have to suffer any grievances in the Prime Minister's Mansion." Qingzhu sniffed her sour nose, her voice filled with tears of joy.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, we should all be happy, today is a good day."
When Su Qingli said the last few words, her tone unconsciously took on a sourness like dry hair, and the smile on her upturned lips froze.
Su Qingli didn't shed a single tear. She was burdened with a heavy burden and had no time to be sad or cry.
Qingzhu personally packed the unsold sachets and a few sets of clothes for Su Qingli.
At this time, Qian Jue came to Xiaoxiang Garden and delivered a message, "Miss Su, the Prime Minister hopes that you can leave as soon as possible. If you need any help from me, please feel free to ask."
Su Qingli pursed her pale pink lips and said, "I'll leave immediately. The Prime Minister is busy arranging his marriage with Miss Liu, right? My staying in the Prime Minister's Mansion will hinder their relationship. It is more appropriate for Miss Liu to carry on the Prime Minister's family line."
As soon as the baby in her womb was gone, she was eager to drive her away. It turned out that she had no mercy on her at all, let alone love.
She is indeed not as important as Liu Meishuang. Liu Meishuang's parents treat Fu Xuechen with great kindness, while her parents treat Fu Xuechen in the completely opposite way. No wonder Fu Xuechen cares about Liu Meishuang.
Qian Jue was about to speak but stopped himself. Even though he didn't understand emotions, he could smell the sour taste of jealousy in Su Qingli's words. He weakly defended himself, "Miss Su, the Prime Minister didn't say that he and Miss Liu were going to get married."
Su Qingli didn't take Qian Jue's words seriously. She didn't think her guess was wrong. Fu Xuechen was a shrewd man. Would he report any decision to a subordinate?
"I have a few words to say, and I'd like to trouble Guard Qian to convey them to the Prime Minister for me. Just tell him that I'm very grateful for his shelter during this period of time, and that I won't disturb him and Miss Liu from growing old together and having a baby soon." Su Qingli looked relieved. There was no possibility for her and Fu Xuechen to be together anymore.
Rather than keeping it in your heart and worrying about it, it is better to stay away from it and forget about it.
"I will report Miss Su's words to the Prime Minister verbatim." Qian Jue looked at Su Qingli's indifferent expression again, wondering if he had misjudged her.
Just based on Su Qingli's fame in the capital, the noble lady, who had suffered emotional pain and the contempt and gossip of the world in the past two years, had been living in seclusion and was afraid that she would look down upon all men in the world even more.
Although the Prime Minister holds a high position, so what? General Xie, who has made outstanding military achievements, pursued her relentlessly, but was still rejected by her.
What's more, the Prime Minister's way of loving people can be described as... awkward and strange. It's unknown when he can move a woman's heart. Qian Jue held his forehead and worried about Fu Xuechen.
Su Qingli added with considerable backbone, "I will also work hard to repay the three thousand taels owed to the Prime Minister. I will not take his money for nothing."
This was not beyond Qian Jue's expectations. Su Qingli's aloof and cold image was deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Qian Jue took her leave upon being told to do so. She secretly gathered up her sorrowful and traumatized inner world and clenched her fists in her sleeves.
"Miss, this is the remaining medicine. Take it and finish it. Your body will recover faster. I will escort you."
Qingzhu chased after Su Qingli with a few medicines in his hand, snatched away the sachet, and carried it on his shoulder, just like a shrewd peddler.
Su Qingli was weak and had just recovered from her illness. She didn't have much strength left. Qingzhu offered to send her off, and she didn't refuse. "Thank you, Qingzhu. I'm going home to reunite with my parents and Zhaoming."
Qingzhu carried the load on his shoulders, and his slender figure was reflected in the bright sunlight.
The Prime Minister's Mansion was not too far from her mother's home, but she felt that the way home was so long. However, she did not look back.
"Sister, that's great. You can finally come back and live with us. I heard from father that Fu Xuechen has already divorced you, but he still holds you hostage in the Prime Minister's Mansion." Su Zhaoming had long been dissatisfied with Fu Xuechen's actions. He relied on the money and power he paid to do whatever he wanted.
As much as he felt sorry for Su Qingli, he hated Fu Xuechen. The sickly look and fatigue on Su Qingli's face were all visible to him.
"Brother, it's alright with me. He helped my father pay off his gambling debts. I'm just obeying him as a way of repaying a favor."
Su Qingli had no intention of mentioning Fu Xuechen again. They had completely parted ways and would never see each other again.
"He's no match for General Xie. General Xie also helped my father pay off his gambling debts. Why doesn't he make things difficult for you, sister?"
Su Zhaoming couldn't understand why Su Qingli didn't hate Fu Xuechen. His elder sister had always been very arrogant, so how could she tolerate her pride being broken by others?
"Brother, don't mention General Xie. There's no chance for me and General Xie. Have you forgotten what kind of life the Prime Minister once lived in the Marquis' Mansion?"
Su Qingli frowned, mentioning that Fu Xuechen had been a son-in-law in the Marquis's Mansion for two years, while she had lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion for less than three months, which was far less than the humiliation Fu Xuechen had suffered.
For a moment, the room was silent and no one could say anything to refute.
It was Qingzhu who broke the terrifying and long silence. "Miss, I'm going back home. You, the master and his wife, and the young master, please take good care of yourselves. I will come to visit you often."
Su Qingli nodded and did not try to keep Qingzhu any longer because she had something in her heart.
Wang Laowu didn't say when he would come again, but he would come again within the next few days, and she would not be able to escape then.
Su Qingli took a dose of medicinal soup that day and drank a bowl of it in the evening. She lay on a stiff, old-fashioned wooden couch and could not sleep well at all, waking up several times during the night.
When I turned over the next day, I found that my eye bags were covered with bruises.
"Sister, did you not sleep well last night?" Su Zhaoming looked at Su Qingli's somewhat decadent and pale face. He always felt that her life in the Prime Minister's Mansion might be difficult, and she was probably humiliated by Fu Xuechen a lot.
"Maybe it's the first day I slept at home, and I'm not used to it yet."
Su Qingli smiled, hiding her inner worries, and turned to look at the bronze mirror with several cracks. The self in it indeed looked lazy and listless, and obviously a little sick.
"Sister, you're not feeling well, so just stay home and rest for a few more days. Mom and I will go out and earn money. The food on the table is for you and Dad. Mom and I have already had breakfast."
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