For now, Song He'er's only option is to calm him down and get the adoption papers back first.
"Alright then, since Father has his own ambitions, we don't want to spoil your fun. We hope you will be lenient and write a letter of rejection and adoption. From now on, we will never bother you again."
“It doesn’t matter to you, but it’s absolutely impossible for Huan Ge’er.”
Song Xiaoqi was clearly eyeing what he had while also wanting more. He certainly didn't want to give up his only heir. Even his first wife hadn't given birth to a legitimate son. How could he possibly give up his only hope?
"Brother, just think of your only son. Do you want to keep him in the spotlight forever? You can't always have smooth sailing if you act this way. This is also to preserve your bloodline. You don't want to die without anyone to offer incense to you, do you?"
Song Xiaoyu made his point clear: regardless of how unpleasant it was, if he didn't agree, he wouldn't get what he wanted in the future, and he certainly wouldn't agree to let Huan Ge'er be adopted into that official's family.
"Third brother, are you determined to be my enemy?"
“This is not going against my elder brother; it is precisely to protect everyone.”
Song He'er knew what Song Xiaoqi's biggest weakness was. He was nothing more than a greedy and petty person. Once someone threatened his interests, he would turn on them without hesitation.
“Father, Zhao Changming is dead, and once this news gets out, it may be detrimental to you. I’m sure you understand the implications better than I do.”
Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoqi's face turned deathly pale, and he remained speechless for a long time.
Judging from the situation, this method is effective.
Taking the opportunity, Song Xiaoyu chimed in, "Brother, Zhao Changming died right in front of me, I can testify to that, so I don't need to say anything more. If you insist on not doing so today, then we'll just have to spread the news... Anyway, we're all going to die sooner or later, so what's a day or two more?"
Song Xiaoqi's face grew increasingly dark, and when it reached its darkest point, he finally showed a hint of compromise.
"Someone, bring me paper and pen..." Song Xiaoqi said to the butler outside.
After a while, the fierce-looking man came in carrying a tray, his face very unpleasant, as if he was disgusted by the two uninvited guests.
"General...does this really have to be done?"
Song Xiaoqi sneered, "Otherwise what? I really did raise a good daughter, daring to conspire with others to harm me!"
“No one wants to harm Father. If you don’t want people to know, then don’t do it in the first place. You’ve done something wrong, so why do you blame us, your children, for not acknowledging you?”
Song Xiaoqi's face fell, revealing a very unwilling expression. "Don't think I don't know what tricks you've been up to behind my back. Being young and beautiful, it's a good thing to have a prince from Xizhou helping you, but if he gets tired of your looks, he still won't see you again."
Song He'er broke out in a cold sweat. Although she could keep her secret dealings with Jiang Huaifu from Qin Xiaoniang and the others, it would be difficult to hide them from Song Xiaoqi, who held absolute power in Xinzhou.
So she didn't want to hide it from him; if he knew, he knew, and she didn't have any evidence to prove it.
"Not everyone in the world is like my father, and besides, I have no relation to him whatsoever, nor any contact with him whatsoever!"
"Good...very good. As expected of my own daughter, she is just as stubborn as I am."
Song He'er didn't speak, but quietly watched as Song Xiaoqi finished writing the document stroke by stroke and pressed his fingerprint on it.
"Take it."
Song Xiaoyu took the document, then came over and pulled Song He'er, signaling her to leave quickly.
The two men obtained two documents, so their trip wasn't entirely in vain. Of their group, at least three people were saved, and the rest were of little importance.
When disaster strikes, just find an excuse to hide; you won't attract as much attention as Song Xiaoqi's wife and children.
"He'er, who is Jiang Huaifu that your father just mentioned?"
"No... it's just a prince we met in the Western Continent who helped us a lot. He probably found out about it by accident, so he brought it up..."
Song Xiaoyu hadn't traveled with them beforehand, so she was unaware of these things.
"I see. Let's hurry back then..."
"Um."
Song Xiaoyu wasn't a talkative person; she knew that asking too many questions was pointless, especially since Song He'er was still a girl who hadn't reached marriageable age, so she had to be discreet.
When they returned to their lodgings, Qin Xiaoniang was not as worried as usual. Instead, she and Zhang Xiu'e, Tian Niangzi, and others finished most of the work.
Song He'er didn't want to waste any time; she needed to find Jiang Huaifu as soon as possible, since he had already agreed yesterday to take her to Nanzhao.
"Mother..."
Qin Xiaoniang wiped her sweat, looked up and asked, "How did it go? Was it done?"
"I've got everything, but now I want to go to the mountain to take a look. Everyone says that medicinal herbs grow there. If I can pick some, I can sell them and make some money!"
Qin Xiaoniang nodded, "Hmm... that makes sense. Why don't you have your fourth aunt accompany you?"
"No need. You still have so many folding fans that haven't been finished yet, and Fourth Aunt has to take care of the children and also needs to leave someone to cook. I can handle these small things by myself. Besides, when I was little, my mother taught me to read some medical books, and I remember the names of all those herbs!"
Qin Xiaoniang smiled with relief and had no choice but to agree, "Alright then, you can go by yourself, but you must promise your mother that you will be careful."
"I see."
After saying that, Song He'er picked up a bamboo basket with a practiced air, turned around, and left...
The river was wide open, and to avoid attracting attention, Jiang Huaifu deliberately moored the boat on the riverbank behind a row of pine trees. Unless you looked carefully, you couldn't see the boat at all.
“Miss Song, we’ve been waiting for you here for a long time.”
Song He'er turned around and saw the same two familiar servants.
"Nobody saw you, right?"
"Don't worry, Miss Song, everything has been arranged."
"Um......"
Song He'er nodded and hurriedly stepped onto the deck...
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