Chapter 595 Yunqiu did it on purpose
Hearing Song Chunxue's words, Yun Qiu from next door kicked the door open in anger, holding a sword in her hand and glaring menacingly at Song Chunxue.
"What are you doing?"
Song Chunxue raised her eyebrows and glanced at her indifferently, sitting steadily in the chair, exuding an air of authority without anger.
The others were trembling with fear, but when they noticed Song Chunxue's gaze fixed on Yun Qiu's sword, they slightly curled their lips.
If I'm not mistaken, it was a mocking laugh.
"A sword can be replaced if it breaks, but a person who breaks is truly gone."
Song Chunxue looked into Yun Qiu's eyes and said calmly, "We are of the same generation. If I remember correctly, you are older than me. Don't think that just because you look young, you are really eighteen. It's not a big deal that you kicked the door, but you kicked your senior brother's face. I didn't expect him to have a junior sister like you."
"..." Yun Qiu's expression was somewhat complicated, but he dared not rush forward because of yesterday's defeat.
"Speak, what do you want from me?" Song Chunxue said with a hint of disdain. "How old are you? You don't even know how to knock before entering someone else's room, let alone kick and push it. Even a donkey would be quieter jumping in than you."
The veins on the back of Yun Qiu's hand bulged, and suddenly a round object was thrown at Song Chunxue.
Song Chunxue picked up the teacup to block her, but she caught it steadily in the bowl.
Looking down, it was a hollow iron ball, probably a type of concealed weapon.
Looking up again, Yunqiu had already stepped out of the room.
The fourth brother wanted to chase after them, but Song Chunxue stopped him.
"She's a troublesome person, don't mess with her. She's used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, she'd love for you to step in and give her leverage, then she'll try every way to make things difficult for me. You haven't forgotten what I told you before, have you? We don't cause trouble outside, but we're not afraid of trouble either."
Song Chunxue narrowed her eyes slightly, "The more unreasonable a person is, the calmer you need to be."
The fourth brother pointed to the doorway, "But she went too far. How could someone like that be a cultivator?"
"There are all kinds of birds in a big forest, and there are bound to be some idiots in a flock of sheep. Some people can't live well themselves, so they don't want others to live well either. Therefore, there is always something hateful about a pitiful person. Yunqiu is just that kind of pitiful person who is particularly annoying."
The fourth brother was puzzled.
"She calls herself a pitiful person; I think calling her an old hag is giving her too much credit."
Tian Qi tugged at Lao Si's sleeve.
The fourth brother pulled back his sleeve, "I didn't say anything wrong."
Seeing Tian Qi's obedient appearance, Song Chunxue hoped that Lao Si would treat her better.
"That's true, but you should treat Tian Qi better. It wasn't easy for her to marry you, and don't get carried away just because you've made some money, thinking that it's all thanks to your own abilities."
"You should know that's because Tian Qi is kind. If you were to flirt with other girls outside, I'd break your legs."
The fourth son got anxious. "Mother, why do you think I'm the kind of person who's restless? I'm busy with the tavern right now, I barely have time to go home and sleep, why would I want to do this?"
"I'm just reminding you that I will never allow you to find a second woman besides the boss. People tend to get carried away when things are going well, so just remember what I said."
The fourth son was helpless, but since he still needed his mother to live a stable life, he could manage as long as she didn't nag him.
"I've remembered, Mother. Don't mention this in front of others again; I'm so embarrassed." He raised his eyelids to look at Tu Dan'er. "Is this the apprentice Mother took in?"
"I am Wangchen, the disciple of Daoist Master Song. Daoist Master Song is my uncle-master." Tudan'er said with a smile, "Can I come down the mountain to visit you sometime?"
"Oh, I see. You must be Tu Dan'er. Of course, I live in the courtyard next to Lord Xie's. The tavern is called Fu Lai Inn. Come anytime you want, and I'll treat you to a drink." He could tell from his accent that he was a playful person, and Lao Si was happy to associate with someone like that.
People like Sanwa are too law-abiding and can't be allowed to break any rules. They can't even drink to their heart's content.
"Play? Would your senior brother agree to let you play?"
Speaking of playing, Song Chunxue suddenly thought of Gou Dan'er, who was about the same age as Tu Dan'er. Why hadn't she seen Yu Wanqing's apprentice these past two days?
"Where did Gou Dan go? Did he go down the mountain?"
Tu Dan'er suddenly remembered this person. "Oh, you told me to be careful of him before. I'll go ask him now. We can't let him cause trouble."
After the meal, the fourth brother, Tianqi, went down the mountain. The second brother didn't come today.
Song Chunxue doesn't like crowds these days, so she stays in her room meditating.
At some point, the distant creaking stopped, and the noisy Wuquan Mountain gradually quieted down.
Although she didn't think that handsome young man would come back, she was worried that Yunqiu might have other tricks up her sleeve, so she locked the door from the inside.
After meditating for half an hour, she suddenly felt unwell all over, extremely hot, and her breathing became disordered.
She didn't realize it at first, until a strange sensation gathered below her navel, and a familiar scene suddenly appeared in her mind.
Yunqiu!
That scoundrel is finished today.
She pricked herself with two needles, then took her longsword and went straight to the door of the next room, where she started wildly hacking away.
The door was kicked open, but no one was inside.
"Master Song, my master has gone up the mountain to have a heart-to-heart talk with Master Zhang. If there is anything you need to say, I can pass it on to you."
master?
Song Chunxue turned to look at Yun Qiu's subordinates standing in the courtyard, her gaze icy.
"Hmph, are you Yun Qiu's kept man?"
The young man leaned slightly forward and took two steps toward her after hearing this.
"If the Daoist Master needs anything, this subordinate..."
"Get out!" Song Chunxue was furious. She raised her hand and slapped the young man against the wall from a distance.
At this moment, Lord Xie from the neighboring courtyard heard the noise and rushed over.
Seeing the pair of official boots appear and disappear among the fluttering hem of her clothes, Song Chunxue instantly understood what Yun Qiu was planning.
Everyone else must have been sent away, leaving only Lord Xie.
Yun Qiuzhen's ancestor was a madman. He arranged for her to be paired with Lord Xie for the sake of his senior brother, just so she wouldn't have designs on him.
That stupid woman, why bother with Taoist practices? She should just go and become a brothel madam.
It seems we didn't hit Yunqiu hard enough yesterday; we should have chopped off her hand!
She took every precaution, getting her own food from the kitchen and changing her own tea, but she never expected that the other party would use the simplest method—the kind of medicine that gets blown in through a crack in the window.
As she watched Lord Xie approach, she suddenly remembered what she had said to him before—that she had no such desire.
This medicine is terrifying. At this moment, she looked at Lord Xie as if she had seen a delicious pork knuckle, and rushed over to swallow him whole!
"What happened? Everyone went to light a bonfire outside the front gate. Changyun said you needed help?" Xie Zheng walked up to her in the blink of an eye and asked with concern, "What happened?"
"Could you call my senior brother, or bring all the medicine bottles from his room? I'll wait here." Her gaze fell on Xie Zheng's clothes. "Who told you to change into this dark robe embroidered with silver thread?"
Xie Zheng was puzzled and looked down at his clothes.
“My outer robe was accidentally spilled with noodle soup, and Yunqiu’s disciple lent it to me…” At this point, Xie Zheng suddenly realized what he was saying and looked up abruptly, “You mean, she did it on purpose?”
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