Originally, Mrs. Liu Yong was just an ordinary woman in the market. After no one came to rescue Tang Chen and Qingliang Valley, she began to complain more and more about him. At first, she kept it to herself, occasionally complaining to Liu Yong, but now she has completely devolved into cursing him all day long and gossiping about him to everyone she meets.
Xia Houqing pointed to a few books at hand and said, "These books are quite interesting. Where did you find such wonderful books?"
Liu Yong bent down, lowered his head, and said with an apologetic smile, "This, this was written by the former Princess Qingliang herself."
Xia Houqing was quite surprised when he heard this and said, "Oh, I didn't know that little girl had such a talent. Not bad. Please help me wrap them up."
"Yes, Master," Liu Yong said, and then he hurriedly took the book that Xiahou Qing liked, thinking that he could escape the disaster by wrapping the book.
Unexpectedly, just as he turned around and was about to leave, leaving the waiter to greet the distinguished guest, Xiahou Qing stopped him as expected: "Besides reading books today, I have another matter. I would like to ask Manager Liu for a favor."
Liu Yong nodded and said, "Master, please speak. I will do my best."
Xiahou Qing glanced at Xiahou Chun, then took the slip of paper from him and handed it over. "Please use Manager Liu's hand to write another copy exactly as it is."
"This is..." Liu Yong looked up at Xiahou Qing's face, then opened the paper with trembling hands. Before he finished reading it, he hurriedly handed the paper back.
Xiahou Qing knew that Liu Yong's family were all cowards, but that was just the right thing for them to do, otherwise he wouldn't have released just them. "Don't worry, I won't tell Qingliang Valley that you're mine. If you want your whole family to survive, just do as I say."
Liu Yong knew that from the moment his family safely left the prison and returned to this small study, they were destined to end their peaceful life. He had never expected that this day would come so soon. Helplessly, Liu Yong could only put the note back on the table and put it back in his pocket: "I understand, my humble servant."
After taking a final sip of tea, Xia Houqing stood up and said, "Well, I won't delay Manager Liu's business, so I'll take my leave now."
"Master, take care."
As soon as Xiahou Qing left, Madam Liu Yong, who had been hiding in the inner room, ran out. She looked at the note in Liu Yong's hand with curiosity and asked, "Sir, what did the Pavilion Master say to you just now? What's written on this note in your hand?"
Liu Yong looked at the note in his hand, put it in his arms, and said, "Let me help him copy something and send it to Qingliang Valley."
Upon hearing this, Madam Liu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When he came out, seeing his dark face, she thought it was Xiahou Qing who had asked him to do something murderous or arsonous. "I thought it was nothing, just copying and writing. From the way you looked, I thought something terrible had happened."
After saying that, Madam Liu picked up a feather duster and began to wander around the study. Liu Yong saw that she said this lightly, and he was already furious. Now that others didn't provoke him, he would take the initiative to provoke them: "What do you, a woman, know? If you really do what is written above, what if Miss Tang falls into danger? What will we do then?"
When Madam Liu heard this, she wondered what he meant by that. Was he saying that she had repaid kindness with enmity? Xiahou Qing gave him the note. It was his business whether to write it or not. She was baffled and asked what she was doing.
Madam Liu was getting increasingly furious the more she thought about it. She threw the feather duster to the ground, put her hands on her hips, and yelled, "Humph, she only gave us a place to stay when we were in trouble. If she hadn't helped us, who knows where we'd be living in peace now, without having to worry about her all the time."
Seeing Liu Yong about to retort, Madam Liu continued, cursing, "Besides, when we were in trouble, didn't anyone from Qingliang Valley come to help? She's not a princess anymore. I think we should just do what Pavilion Master Xiahou says!"
Liu Yong was not the type to be good at arguing with others. This was happening in the store, in front of everyone. He was too embarrassed to say anything more. He was so angry that his face turned red, but he could only stamp his feet, point at Mrs. Liu's nose and say, "You are such a hopeless person. I don't even want to talk to you!"
After saying this, Liu Yong turned around and prepared to leave the shop. Seeing him leave, Madam Liu quickly walked up to him, spread her arms, and stood at the door, blocking it. She said, "You're too lazy to talk to me, but I really want to talk to you a little more. In my opinion, it might have been her fault that our study was forced to close. If she were truly a decent person, Prince Qingliang would not want her. I think it's her moral character that's problematic!"
Mrs. Liu was usually a gentle and bright woman, but now she was no one knew what had happened. Perhaps it was because of her age, but her words were becoming increasingly outrageous. It would have been fine if it were anything else, but this was in the study, not on the street. She was speaking freely, but if someone listened, they might talk about her and Tang Chen behind her back: "You old woman, have you said enough?"
"No!"
The Liu family's wife, who was sitting in the inner room doing embroidery, heard the commotion in the study and knew something was wrong. She quickly put down her needlework and walked out. Seeing Liu Yong and the other man standing at the gate arguing, attracting the attention of passersby, she hurried over, gently pulled Mrs. Liu's hand, and whispered, "Dad, Mom, why are you arguing again?"
Mrs. Liu saw her daughter-in-law come out and quickly pushed her gently: "This matter has nothing to do with you. Go back to the room quickly. It's more important to take care of the baby. It's a mess outside. Don't let anything happen."
The Liu family's wife looked at Liu Yong, whose eyes were red and his neck was thick with anger, and hurriedly advised: "Mom, please stop talking. Isn't Dad under a lot of pressure?"
Seeing her daughter-in-law also siding with Liu Yong, and seeing more and more people gathered outside, Madam Liu simply shouted, "What kind of pressure can he have? Now in Qinghe County, the Tianshu Tower and Lord Lin have the final say. What's wrong with following them?"
Liu Yong was so angry that he was out of breath. He picked up the teacup on the table and threw it to the ground: "Shut up!"
"Oh, you have the guts to challenge me. Why didn't you muster the courage to deal with those officers and soldiers who arrested us? You only dared to bully us mother and daughter." As she spoke, Mrs. Liu pulled her daughter-in-law and fell to the ground, crying and wailing, "Oh, someone hit me. I can't live like this anymore!"
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