Chapter 82: Madam Song was chased by ghosts in her dream
Liu Qingyin stared at Song Xiao without blinking, hiding the sinister look in her eyes very well. She said in a calm tone, "Are you sure that's what your father said?"
Song Xiao scratched his head. When he was four years old, he had already mastered the art of lying. Now that he was seven years old, he could tell lies without even blinking.
"Yes, that's what my father said. When a bad woman was in charge, he also gave all the money to her."
"If it were you, mother, of course it would be the same~"
He knew that thing was called salary.
Liu Qingyin lowered her head, so Song Tingchen had no intention of giving her a betrothal gift at all, right?
Oh!
Too!
She just didn't believe that what happened at the banquet didn't reach Song Tingchen's ears.
But after returning home, Song Tingchen did not send anyone to tell her about the betrothal gift, which proved that Song Tingchen did not want to give her anything at all!
He said to give her the salary.
ridiculous!
Can Song Tingchen's salary alone support the Song family's expenses?
So Song Tingchen, a great general guarding the northern region, has to rely on her money to support his family?
Liu Qingyin's ten fingers only sank into the palm of her hand.
Some things cannot be reversed.
Giving in again and again will only push you into a dead end in the end.
Didn’t Su Tan want nothing at the beginning?
She even married into the Song family with a grand wedding, but what did she get in return?
Once Su Tan has no money, these people will kick her out of the house anyway.
Liu Qingyin's face was gloomy. She wanted to be a general's wife, but she didn't want to follow in Su Tan's footsteps!
…
At night, Liu Qingyin, dressed in black, went out from the back door of the Song family and stuffed a bag of silver into the hands of the person opposite.
"Are you sure that if you put this thing under the old woman's pillow, she will honestly give me the betrothal gift?"
The person opposite giggled, and the laughter sounded very much like a cat's meow at night, which made Liu Qingyin shiver.
"Don't worry, this money won't be wasted."
Only then did Liu Qingyin feel at ease and took the red talisman from the other person's hand.
Liu Qingyin couldn't understand what was drawn on it or what the talisman meant.
But the moment she took it in her hand, Liu Qingyin felt that it was extremely cold, as if she was touching a piece of snake skin.
She quickly stuffed the thing into the sachet and turned back.
Liu Qingyin came and went freely in the Song family, and when she entered Old Madam Song's house, it was as if she was entering an empty place.
She took advantage of the excuse of helping Old Madam Song drink her medicine and easily slipped the red talisman given by that person under Old Madam Song's pillow when no one was paying attention.
The moment it was put down, the red talisman suddenly dissipated like sand.
Liu Qingyin lowered her eyes to hide the surprise in them.
She had a bad feeling in her heart, but things had already come to this point and it was too late to turn back.
To be on the safe side, Liu Qingyin's eyes fell on the exquisite little wooden sculpture in the old lady's room. "What is this?"
She pretended not to know who made the wood carving, and smiled, "This wood carving is quite unique. I didn't expect that my aunt would like it."
When Old Madam Song saw the wood carving, her brows furrowed instantly, feeling unlucky, "Take it out and throw it away!"
This thing was originally carved by Su Tan out of rosewood. As it was small and did not take up much space, it would not be noticed on a normal day, so Old Madam Song did not pay much attention to it.
Now that Liu Qingyin mentioned this, she wished she could burn the wood carving and the person who carved it as well.
Seeing that Old Madam Song seemed to be angry, Liu Qingyin immediately calmed her down and said softly, "Okay, Auntie, don't be angry. I'll take this thing out and throw it away."
"If it's an eyesore, just burn it. Please don't neglect your own health."
Madam Song smiled immediately, "Qingyin, you are so considerate."
"This thing was carved by Su Tan. It's a mess and not presentable. Just burn it. I've been ill for the past two years and I don't know if that little hoof cast a curse on this wood carving. It's best to keep it away!"
This is exactly what Liu Qingyin was waiting for.
After leaving Old Madam Song's room, Liu Qingyin curled her lips expressionlessly and threw the wooden sculpture into the charcoal brazier.
The flames ignited and the wood carving was consumed bit by bit until it was completely burned.
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At midnight, Mrs. Song had a nightmare without any warning.
In her dream, a pair of bloody figures kept chasing her.
One of the men had a stab wound in the chest, and he had a ferocious look on his face as he strangled her neck tightly.
"Who allowed you to bully my daughter?!"
"I risked my life to save your son, and you're bullying my daughter like this? It's bad enough that she lived in your Song family without any status, but now you want to marry her and you can't even bear to pay the betrothal gift?"
"I'm going to kill you ungrateful bastards!"
The man was covered in black energy, and his hands were tightly gripping Song's mother's neck. Song's mother's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
She barely realized that this group of people came to ask for an explanation for Liu Qingyin.
Old Madam Song was trembling all over and was almost unable to breathe due to being pinched. She said with difficulty that she would definitely give Liu Qingyin a betrothal gift and would never dare to fool her again. Only then did the other party relax the strength of his hand a little.
Old Madam Song did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately admitted her mistake with tears, saying that the betrothal gift would definitely not be less.
The man stared at Madam Song gravely, a sinister look on his face. "That's better."
"otherwise--"
Madam Song shuddered immediately, "Don't worry, everything I said is true!"
The man smiled strangely, then withdrew his hand. His cold words fell into Madam Song's ears, and every word made her tremble all over.
"If you want to marry my daughter, the betrothal gift must be at least ten thousand taels of silver. Do you understand? Ten thousand taels."
Old Madam Song's vision went dark, and she nearly fainted. Her face was filled with sorrow, tears streaming down her face. "But...but that little bitch Su Tan has practically emptied the entire General's Mansion. We can't even scrape together ten thousand taels of silver!"
The man's expression suddenly changed, and his dark eyes revealed a strong murderous intent. "In that case, then you can die!"
The man suddenly stretched out his hand, as if to strangle Madam Song's neck.
Madam Song immediately knelt down and said, "I'll go and help!"
"I'll go right away!"
"Master, please don't be angry. I really know I was wrong! Don't be angry. Even if I have to sell everything I have, I will raise the 10,000 taels betrothal gift for Qingyin!"
The man then withdrew his hand and stared at Madam Song solemnly, his gaze like a venomous snake in the gutter, "It's better this way."
"I'll keep an eye on you."
"If you dare to bully Qingyin, I will kill you immediately!"
Mrs. Song Liao shuddered.
"No! No! I promise to treat Qingyin like my own daughter!"
After she assured him again and again, the man curled his lips expressionlessly and turned away.
"ah!"
Old Madam Song sat up from the bed, her body covered in cold sweat, her face pale, and she seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
The mother-in-law and maidservants who served her almost shed tears.
"Old lady, you are finally awake!"
Madam Song mechanically raised her hand, slowly turned her head, and looked at the maid beside her, "How long have I slept?"
The maid cried, "Three days!"
"You were in a coma for three whole days!"
"The general has even invited the imperial physician these days, but it's still of no use. I even thought you were possessed by evil spirits!"
Old Madam Song was gasping for breath. The chilly feeling, as if she was wrapped in icy lake water, had not dissipated yet.
"Where is the...General?"
She has something important to tell Tingchen!
The maids looked at each other in confusion, and after a long while they said, "General... the General went to the Duke Dingguo's Mansion."
Madam Song's expression suddenly turned cold, and she asked sternly, "What is he doing at the Duke Dingguo's Mansion?"
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