Sell your sister to a brothel
Su Qingli's reaction was calm and unperturbed, as if the person who came was just an insignificant stranger.
She didn't even stop what she was doing, but just asked calmly, "What's up?"
"Have you been okay these days?"
"Heh." Su Qingli snorted coldly, "What? You still want to take me back to the Qi Mansion and lock me up?"
Her sharpness made Qi Jinqian feel a little uncomfortable. He told Yinhan to push his wheelchair into the pastry shop, then raised his hand to signal Yinhan to leave.
He looked around and finally landed on Su Qingli.
She kneaded the dough with quick movements, not even looking at him.
Qi Jinqian gave a bitter laugh and said dejectedly, "I'm afraid there's no chance. The first thing he did when he ascended the throne was to gather evidence of my crimes and exile our entire family to a remote place. I'm leaving tomorrow..."
Su Qingli paused what she was doing, but didn't say anything.
Qi Jinqian stared blankly ahead, his voice filled with a sense of brokenness. "I'm afraid I won't have the chance to come back this time. I'm here to see you one last time. I have no other request but to forgive the mistakes I made in the past."
People are always obsessed with things that they cannot get. When they reach desperate situations, they realize that the things they once tried so hard to hold on to are nothing but illusions and are not worth mentioning at all.
As for her father's death, forgive him for not having the courage to speak up.
"The hurt you've caused me is real, but now you want to use my forgiveness to buy your inner peace and let you leave calmly."
Su Qingli put down the dough in her hand, her tone cold but heartbreaking.
"But why should I forgive you?"
"The border is bitterly cold, and the journey is long. With your frail body, I'm afraid you won't even make it halfway and will die on the way. If you encounter wolves, tigers, or leopards, you will surely end up with nothing left."
Su Qingli's eyes were full of anticipation, and she smiled and said, "That's the scene I'm most looking forward to."
"Qingli..." Qi Jinqian felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart, and breathing became extremely difficult.
"A dying person should not bring bad luck here. Leave quickly and don't interfere with my business."
Su Qingli had a blank expression on her face. Like an emotionless puppet, she turned around and returned to the work in her hands.
Qi Jinqian looked at her, tears streaming down his face. His last hope completely collapsed. He coughed a few times and even coughed up some blood.
Fortunately, Yin Han arrived in time. He stared at Su Qingli and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qi Jinqian, "Take me away."
Outside the window, Fu Xuechen, who was wearing a veil, took in everything. His heart suddenly trembled as if pierced by a sharp blade.
A huge sense of guilt overwhelmed him like a tide, and the last bit of strength he had to go forward to meet her disappeared, leaving only endless sadness.
She was so heartless even to Qi Jinqian, if she saw him...
He simply didn't dare to think about the consequences, fearing that her hatred would be ten times stronger and more fierce.
Qian Jue was also surprised. He didn't expect that Miss Su, who was so gentle, could say such heartbreaking words.
However, seeing Fu Xuechen's infatuated and devoted look, he still asked, "My Lord, you are so busy with your affairs, and you come to see Miss Su every day, why don't you go in?"
"I don't have the courage to see her." Fu Xuechen closed his eyes, bitterness almost swallowed him.
You are the king of a country, but you don't have the courage to meet a woman.
If this gets out, I'm afraid no one will believe it.
"Go back to the palace." Fu Xuechen sighed, turned around and left in despair.
In a quiet street corner, there were a few beggars huddled together, including the ragged Su Zhaoming and Mrs. Su.
Mrs. Su never imagined that the son she was so proud of would be so incompetent that he could not even support her and had to take her to beg on the streets.
They also regretted it and went to Su Qingli's house to ask for help several times, but were driven away every time.
After walking through the streets and alleys, Mrs. Su still couldn't get any money or steamed buns. She was so hungry that she was about to collapse.
Su Zhaoming, however, slept in the beggars' den for two or three days. Seeing his mother return empty-handed, he became impatient and asked, "How come you didn't even get a steamed bun?"
"I... I've walked for miles, my legs are almost broken. Those rich people only have food for themselves. How selfish!" Madam Su cried and complained, unable to help but said, "Zhao Ming, why don't you go and beg for food? I really can't walk anymore."
"If I go there, I will just be beaten and asked why I am begging when I have hands and feet!" Su Zhaoming looked angry.
Madam Su muttered, "Actually, what they say makes sense. Zhaoming, how about... you find a job? You used to be able to hunt snake demons..."
"I almost died that time. I will never take that risk again!" Su Zhaoming glared at his mother, a trace of disgust rising in his heart. "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been kicked out by Su Qingli! It's all your fault. Now you want to kill me?"
The hunger in her stomach made Mrs. Su's voice a little weak. She saw stars and said, "What about Pianran? Why don't we go find her? She won't ignore you."
Out of a man's dignity, Su Zhaoming definitely didn't want Lin Pianran to see him like this.
Just at this moment, his stomach growled twice, and the intense hunger made him almost unable to bear it.
He hesitated for a moment, then finally compromised and said, "Looking for Pianran... is fine, but we don't have the money for the trip right now. How can we leave?"
Travel expenses...
Madam Su's eyes swiveled around, "How about we sell your sister to a brothel to get some money for the journey?"
Su Zhaoming was slightly stunned. He didn't expect his mother to be so heartless. But Su Qingli had already abandoned them, so why should they show mercy?
"That's an idea, but I don't know if those strong men will still be protecting her."
"We can just call the buyer home and ask him to send more people." Madam Su suggested, "With her charming demeanor, there will definitely be many buyers vying for her."
Su Zhaoming felt a chill in his heart when he heard her words. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs.
If something happens to Su Qingli and she is left alone, will she attack him as well?
But the most urgent thing is to get the travel expenses to find Pianran, and the rest can be discussed later.
He stood up, his eyes determined, "I'll go find a buyer right away!"
It's late at night.
Su Qingli walked home. She knew nothing about these things. The pastry shop business was not very good recently, but it always sold out.
She is not too tired, nor does she waste time, and every day is extremely fulfilling.
Back in the house, she leaned against the window alone, looking at the cold moon in the sky, wondering where it would shine tonight.
The moonlight poured coldly into the room. Qi Jinqian's gaze moved from the lonely moon outside the window to the messy bed, where Su Qingli's clothes were spread.
He exhausted his last bit of strength to climb onto the bed and curled up in the corner where her clothes were scattered. The poison in his body began to slowly take effect, and blood continued to flow from his Qiqiao...
He opened his eyes and took one last look at the moon.
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