Fuyao was worried about her and remained silent for a long time.
Song Jiangmei was furious and shouted coldly, "Go now! If you miss the opportunity and the place is deserted, I will hold you accountable!"
Since she was so angry, Fuyao had no choice but to obey her orders and turned around to rush back to the mansion.
Song Jiangmei slowly bent down, forcefully pulled out the arrow standing upright on the ground, and then boarded the carriage with the arrow in her hand.
As evening approached, Wei Qingwu arrived at the door.
The people sent to Qu Zhao had not yet returned. Song Jiangmei put the poisoned arrows into the box, turned around and went to the flower hall to meet Wei Qingwu.
Upon seeing Wei Qingwu, Song Jiangmei roughly guessed his purpose—he had a man with a longbow and arrow quiver tied to his side.
After asking his third brother about Song Jiangmei's residence, Wei Qingwu remained astonished for a long time that the Miss Song of the Nie family in Suiyufang and Miss Song Jiangmei were the same person. Only now, upon seeing Song Jiangmei, did he suppress his astonishment.
He cupped his hands in greeting and said to Song Jiangmei, "These are the archers who ambushed Miss Song on the street today. Miss Song helped me out, and I will help Miss Song out in return."
Song Jiangmei raised an eyebrow, thanked him, and continued, "Then we're even."
"Oh?" Wei Qingwu looked up at her. "I thought that meant we were friends."
“Yes,” Song Jiangmei chuckled, “we are friends.”
She glanced at the archer on the ground, somewhat regretfully saying, "He was just taking money to do someone else's dirty work. Second Young Master, what do you think I should do with him?"
“Although he was paid, he almost hurt Miss Song. Besides, I saw his quiver, and the arrows were all coated with deadly poison, which shows that he is a vicious person. In order to eliminate future troubles, we should kill him.”
Wei Qingwu stood there, his eyebrows and eyes gentle, his voice light, but the words he spoke were quite different from his appearance.
Song Jiangmei nodded: "Then let's listen to the Second Young Master."
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