The next morning, the servant who was delivering Jiang Huaifu's message was already waiting at the manor, eager to see Song He'er.
When Zhang Xiu'e came out, she met the messenger, but before she could put down the clothes in her hand, she went back to her room to call Song He'er.
"Young Master Jiang's men are waiting for you outside. Perhaps it's something urgent. Why don't you go out and take a look?"
Song He'er had just finished combing the children's hair and was about to fetch water to wash their faces when she lifted the curtain and saw Zhang Xiu'e rushing in.
"Third Aunt, why are you so nervous? Don't scare the child."
"Come here, I have something to ask you..."
Seeing her suspicious look, Song He'er was speechless for a moment. "What's wrong?"
"What you said last night about your father, is it true? Young Master Jiang always follows the rules, he wouldn't come looking for you this early, there must be something urgent. Oh no, that old geezer of your father must have found his way to this Xiaoye City, why is he so persistent!"
Zhang Xiuer's impatience returned, no wonder she and Song Xiaoyu couldn't see eye to eye; one was restless, the other calm, they just couldn't agree on anything.
"Third Aunt, things haven't gotten to the point of being urgent yet. Don't scare yourself unnecessarily. Even if my damned father comes looking for me, the one who should be afraid is my mother. Why are you jumping around like this?"
"I'm just worried about all of us. That old bastard Song Xiaoqi has money in his hands, so getting things done through connections is a piece of cake for him. He could turn Xiaoye City upside down, or even the entire Central Plains! If he were an invisible dead man, that would be fine, at least let us all live in peace."
An invisible dead person?
......
Song He'er remained silent for a long time, devising a less-than-ideal solution that pushed the boundaries between morality and survival to their limits.
If Song Xiaoqi dies, then no one in this world will know about this book anymore, and no one will bother them anymore...
After all, her maternal grandfather was no longer alive, and the three women, including the eldest daughter-in-law, who had previously coveted the book, had also perished. If Song Xiaoqi were to die as well, wouldn't no one else be able to cause so much trouble?
"He'er, what are you thinking about? Get out of here!"
Song He'er composed herself and looked at Zhang Xiu'e seriously, saying, "Third Aunt, not only today, but for the next few days, don't leave Xiaoyang Village. If you need any vegetables, just tell the head of the village, give him some money, and ask him to buy them outside. In short, we need to lay low for now until that old man disappears without a trace..."
Zhang Xiue nodded confidently, "I understand. I'm not in a hurry to go to the shop to make money. I'll just stay at home and take good care of them. And you, whatever you do with Young Master Jiang, you have to be careful."
Song He'er smiled and said, "Third Aunt, I've come of age now and am no longer a child in your eyes. I know what I'm doing. My mother rarely says these things anymore."
"Okay, go ahead."
After saying goodbye, Song He'er put on a cloak and hurriedly boarded the carriage in the manor.
Lifting the curtain, one could immediately see Jiang Huaifu, a man with a handsome face, who was reading books inside the carriage, using the morning sun shining through the narrow window.
"Have you found Song Xiaoqi's whereabouts?"
"You came up in such a hurry, it seems you've already made up your mind," he replied calmly.
"I can't take it anymore! I can't just stand by and watch him ruin our lives like this!"
Jiang Huaifu slowly raised his head, his eyes revealing a long-lost determination. "So, you think the same as me, wanting to end it all?"
Song He'er hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she nodded. "For a father to want his daughter dead is already a moral depravity. It's nothing for me to give him a taste of his own medicine. Even raising a cat or dog requires some affection, but does Song Xiaoqi have any affection for that?"
"If you agree, I will go back to the Western Continent to ask for help, and I will get things done for you."
Although Song Xiaoqi occupies a considerable position in the surrounding area, he has now exposed his whereabouts and is now in the open. Jiang Huaifu is still in the shadows. If they return to Xizhou to arrange for manpower and use the prince's power, it will not be a problem to deal with such a person.
only......
If Jiang Huaifu were to return to Xizhou, he might have to contend with the Queen. In the end, he would have to be the one to back down first, putting both sides in a difficult position.
Thinking of this, Song He'er stammered and replied, "I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you if you return to Xizhou, so why don't you let me do this myself? But... I'll have to borrow some manpower from you."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Huaifu's face immediately darkened again. "Are you afraid of dragging me down again?"
"Yes, I'm afraid of being a burden to you. After all, we're just friends who met along the way. You and I are making a living together in Nanzhao and relying on each other, but there's no blood ties or inseparable interests involved. I don't want you to be tied down for the rest of your life!"
"But have you thought about it? If Song Xiaoqi, that old fox, only had the abilities you imagine, he would have died countless times in Xinzhou! The fact that he was able to escape in such a grand manner and even come out to look for people shows that he has connections with people above him! For a girl like you to handle this matter is just courting death."
"......."
"From now on, you don't need to interfere with what I do."
Song He'er's heart clenched suddenly, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside her.
Enough, enough. Life has always been like this, so why bother arguing about it now?
The score between her and Jiang Huaifu was long over, and to try and settle it would only damage their relationship completely.
"Then shall I go to Xizhou with you?" Song He'er asked cautiously.
"No need. You've finally settled down in Nanzhao. Don't bother following me around. Just wait here for news. Whether I come back or not, I will definitely take care of this matter for you."
Song He'er was stunned. Realizing that the conversation was a bit off, she quickly retorted, "What do you mean? What do you mean you're not coming back? If it's going to ruin your life, I'd rather you not help me at all."
She knew that Jiang Huaifu would inevitably have a fierce battle with the Queen and her relatives upon his return to Xizhou. If he was threatened because of the royal bloodline and the succession, she would rather he not get involved in this mess.
“I know what I’m doing, so don’t overthink it. I’ll take you to see the silkworm farm in Jiangning first; I’m sure you’ll be happy.”
Jiang Huaifu was deliberately changing the subject.
"Has something happened over there?"
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