Chapter 152 Delivering Medicine
"The concierge said you took it."
"You believe what the concierge says, but why don't you believe what I say? Song Ci, you disappoint me so much. I am your sister."
She pretended to be so sad that Song Ci almost laughed at her.
"Are you saying the concierge lied? I remember that the concierge was hired by my aunt. She went to the temple to practice asceticism and hasn't come back yet. The person she hired before was dishonest and took my things. If that's the case, I need to tell the temple that my aunt is dishonest and ask the people in the temple to pay more attention to it so that they don't smear our Song family."
"You!" Song Rouxi was furious.
It was just a matter of taking something, but Song Ci was so eager to do something to him.
"Third sister, aren't you being a little unreasonable?" Song Han said with a cold face, "We in the first house have enough food and clothing, and my father is about to be promoted to the Ministry of Rites. Why would we steal things from your third house?"
"Brother!" Song Rouxi wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
He was the one who informed her father that the Crown Prince was going to promote him, but she hadn't told anyone except the people in the first house, fearing that something might happen. She especially couldn't tell Song Ci, as she was so cruel, and there was no telling what she might do.
"What's there to be ashamed of? This is a great joyous occasion for the Song family. Third sister, you should be happy too. Your father is a businessman, and your future marriage will depend on our eldest wife."
Song Han spoke with confidence.
What daughter doesn't care about her own marriage? If Song Ci wants to marry well, she still has to ask the eldest wife for help. What right does she have to be so arrogant in front of the eldest wife? He just heard that the reason why his mother was punished to go to the temple was partly due to the third wife's contribution.
He was still skeptical at first. How could the third house change so much in just one year? The family that was originally without a bag became so cunning.
When I saw Song Ci like this today, I realized that what my sister said was right. She is so arrogant that it makes me angry.
"That's right, big brother. This is a good thing for our Song family. If the rumor that there's a traitor in the Song family gets out at this time, it might affect my uncle's promotion."
As proud as Song Han was just now, he was furious now. "You have long hair but little knowledge. My father's promotion is only good for you, but you actually want to do something bad. Women are the most vicious people in history."
"Poison? You stole my things and you think you're right." Song Ci refused to give in, and Song Han's face became even uglier.
Song Ci used to be quiet and taciturn, always looking weak and vulnerable, as if anyone could bully her. How did she become like this now?
"What are you arguing about!" As soon as Boss Song entered the room, he heard the three people arguing. His eyes swept across Song Ci and finally stopped at Song Han.
Song Han hurriedly recounted what had just happened. Boss Song looked at Song Rouxi coldly, which made her feel uneasy.
"Third niece, I think the concierge must have lost this thing. I will ask him to find it for you and personally send it back to your third room."
Hearing his hidden meaning, Song Ci pursed her lips and chuckled, looking at Song Rouxi with a mocking look, "Since uncle said he can find it, then I'll trouble you. I'll go back and wait for good news."
As soon as Song Ci left, Song Rouxi was so angry that she jumped up and down. Before she could even start to lose her temper, Boss Song slapped her in the face.
Song Han was stunned, and Song Rouxi covered her swollen face in disbelief.
"Dad, you hit me! You actually hit me for that bitch Song Ci!"
"Dad, my sister didn't do anything wrong, why did you hit her?"
Boss Song didn't look at his son. He said to Song Rouxi coldly, "Where is the thing? Take it out."
"I don't know anything." She turned her head away stubbornly, pretending not to understand.
"It seems that I have indulged you too much in the past, and you have become so arrogant that you don't know your place. She said that things would get out of hand, who do you think will suffer? The prince promised to promote me, such a great opportunity, do you have to ruin it?" Old Song was so angry that he wanted to kill himself. Why didn't he realize before that his daughter had been spoiled.
It must be Li Yao. If she hadn't taught the child bad things, how could his daughter become what she is now.
"Dad! How can you trust her and not me!"
"You?" Boss Song mocked, "You hate her to death. How dare the doorman touch the master's things? Who else would dare to do that except you? And you're still stubborn!"
As he said this, he raised his hand and was about to hit him again.
Song Han hurriedly stopped her, his face anxious, "Sister, if you took the things, please take them out quickly, don't make Dad angry."
Frightened, Song Rouxi dared not refuse to take the things. She hurriedly handed them over, covering her face and crying bitterly.
"Take it away, take it away! Now even you are bullying me! There is nothing good about Song Ci, she is just a bitch."
Seeing his daughter go crazy, Boss Song was even more disgusted. Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. She couldn't tolerate this. No wonder she lost to Song Ci. To deal with the opponent, you have to hit the target with one blow. What's the point of doing these little tricks?
How stupid.
"Sister, stop making trouble." Seeing that Boss Song was about to get angry again, Song Han hurriedly coaxed her.
Looking at the mess in the house, Boss Song snorted coldly and ran away.
"Brother! Daddy doesn't love me anymore. He's become a completely different person since Mom left. If it weren't for me, how could the prince suddenly promote Daddy? He even beat me."
The pain on her face was not so bad, but the pain in her heart was greater. When had she ever suffered such humiliation?
"Stop crying, Ling'er, why are you still standing there? Go get some medicine and apply it to your young lady."
Ling'er: "Yes."
He stepped forward to help Song Rouxi, who was still crying, up, and said gently, "Don't worry, since you hate her, I will take care of it for you."
"Really?"
"Really? When has my brother ever lied to you? Hurry up and get up."
That evening, the concierge returned with the medicine, saying that he had lost it due to some carelessness. Fortunately, the medicine was found.
Song Ci smiled but said nothing.
Wanxiang curled her lips, "These people are taking us for fools. Everyone knows that Song Rouxi took the things away."
"It's good enough for you to know. Why bother saying it out loud? It's useless to know if there's no evidence."
Song Ci opened the wooden box in his hand and carefully checked the medicine inside. Fortunately, it was intact.
With this one medicine, plus the two in Pei Ji's hand, the three medicines are complete. Next, as long as we can get the medicine from the princess, there will only be one left.
Thinking of this, she felt a little happy.
After she realized what was happening, her face flushed with shame. Pei Ji's poison was cured. Was there any need for her to be so happy?
Wanxiang kept cursing everyone in the big house, from top to bottom, inside to outside, even the dog at the door was not spared.
Tian'er didn't miss the momentary discomfort on Song Ci's face, and chuckled softly.
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