Chapter 405: Truly Heartless and Unrighteous
"Your mother died because of you." Mr. Qiao's mouth sank. "It's all your fault that your uncle didn't teach Qiao Yun well. You've been hurt. Niece, you can ask your uncle to make amends in any way you want."
Song Ci shook her head and laughed. She hated Qiao Yun and would never forgive him, but that didn't mean she would blame her third uncle.
What's more, judging from the current situation, Qiao Yun's fate may not be good.
"Third uncle."
"Ah?" Mr. Qiao San looked confused.
Song Ci recounted the outcome of Qiao Yun's treatment.
"Qiao Yun might not be able to save his life. I need to inform my uncle in advance."
Regarding Qiao Yun's matter, not to mention that she and others hated her, she had violated the palace rules by privately summoning a court lady in the East Palace and punishing her. Liang Yuan did not have the right to do so.
The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess would definitely not forgive her.
"Qiao Yun deserves it." Third Master Qiao sighed, "Don't be afraid of being laughed at by my eldest niece. I haven't had much affection for Qiao Yun these years. It was her mother who came to my house for no reason and said the child was mine. I kept Qiao Yun because I was afraid I would really make a mistake. Over the years, the little actions of mother and daughter have completely wiped out my good intentions. Now that she has made a mistake, she should accept the punishment."
Song Ci felt a little emotional.
As expected, everyone in the Qiao family is honest and upright, except Qiao Yun.
Maybe Qiao Yun is not a member of the Qiao family at all.
"Niece, don't be afraid of putting your uncle in a difficult position. Although knowing that her life might be in danger makes it hard for us to get along, it's ultimately her own fault. She caused you to suffer and made me sad. She should pay the price."
Song Ci felt that it would be fine if he just explained it clearly.
"By the way." He pointed to the boxes piled on the table next to him, "These are the gifts your uncle prepared for you and your nephew. Remember to check them out later to see if you like them."
Song Ci was speechless. There were simply too many things. They filled up the entire table.
There are a wide variety of things to see, and the colorful packaging boxes are obviously very valuable.
"This...this is too much."
Third Master Qiao waved his hand generously, "Ever since the Qiao family became the imperial merchant, business has prospered countless times. Besides, you are my eldest niece, so this is only natural. Please accept it."
It is hard to refuse such a kind invitation, and Mr. Qiao San is now feeling uneasy, fearing that Song Ci and Qiao Xianglan will not forgive him.
Seeing his eager expression, Song Ci had no choice but to accept it, planning to find an opportunity to return the gift in the future.
"Then I would like to thank you very much, uncle."
"Oh, what are you thanking me for!" Seeing Song Ci accept it, he laughed happily.
After chatting for a while, Mr. Qiao stood up and left, saying, "Niece, I'll send you something tomorrow, remember to take it."
Song Ci listened to this nonsensical sentence and was about to ask something, but Mr. Qiao Sanye had already walked away.
"Madam, what is the third master of the Qiao family saying?"
"I don't know either. We've been talking for so long, where is the child?" Song Ci asked.
Wanxiang: "I will go to the side room and bring the young master here."
Young Master Pei hadn't been given a name yet; everyone called him "Big Brother." He had just finished drinking milk from his nurse's arms and was now soundly asleep. Song Ci poked his soft cheek with her finger, but the child was sound asleep and hadn't woken up.
"His face is so soft and tender." Song Ci sighed.
"The newborn's face is as soft as tofu." Tian'er was envious. "Was my face this soft when I was little? Why isn't it as good now as before?"
"You were all the same when you were a kid. Are you envious of a kid?" Tian'er came over and teased.
Well, her face is so tender and white, as white as my wife’s.
"I'm so envious." Wanxiang said frankly, then touched her face, "I wish I could stay white and tender forever."
Song Ci listened to the two people's childish words and couldn't help but laugh: "Everyone was fair and tender once, it's only fair. If someone is still fair and tender when he grows up, then everyone will say he is a pretty boy."
He reached out and poked again.
It feels really good to the touch, like tofu, and makes you want to poke it again and again.
Pei Ji saw this scene as soon as he entered the room. Song Ci cautiously poked his son's face with his finger. The child was very sensitive and didn't feel anything at all, with saliva still dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"master!"
"master!"
When the two men saw Pei Ji, they hurriedly bowed and greeted him.
Pei Ji nodded, took off his black cloak and walked to the bed, watching Song Ci playing with his son.
"Does it feel so good?" Pei Ji asked.
"If you don't believe me, try it."
"childish!"
Song Ci refused to give in and insisted that Pei Ji give it a try.
Pei Ji couldn't make a fuss, so he poked him with his finger.
"How is it!" Song Ci looked excited.
"Yes...very tender. Just like you."
Song Ci's cheeks flushed and she glared at him, "You're so dishonest. You're talking nonsense in front of the children."
Wanxiang and Tian'er exchanged a glance, then tactfully walked out, closing the door behind them. When the master was around, it wasn't their turn to serve the mistress. The master liked to do everything himself.
They had never seen their master like this.
"I missed you, Song Ci."
Without the person, Pei Ji no longer had any scruples. He reached out and held the person in his arms, his chin buried in her thick hair, smelling her fragrance. In his arms were the person he loved most and his child.
Pei Ji only felt that he owned the whole world.
"No, be careful not to squeeze the child."
"No." Pei Ji still didn't let go.
Song Ci told her about her third uncle's visit today, "My uncle feels very guilty, but it's not his fault." After she said that, she went to see Pei Ji.
"You're afraid I'll blame your uncle."
Having her thoughts discovered, Song Ci was furious and said, "No."
Pei Ji laughed. "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. I'm not the type to randomly place blame. Besides, Qiao Yun is gone."
He said it easily, but Song Ci was stunned, "How could he suddenly disappear, so quickly..."
Didn't the prince dote on Qiao Yun? She had thought there would be some twists and turns.
Pei Ji picked up a strand of hair from her ear and twirled it around his fingers, saying, "She was beaten with thirty sticks and then made to kneel in the snow. She developed a high fever that day. Then, she passed away..."
He didn't say that Qiao Yun was poisoned and the poison took effect, causing him to make a fuss in the East Palace late at night.
She was crazy and her words and actions were inappropriate, which was seen by many people in the palace.
The prince was humiliated and furious, and even after her death, he refused to give her a proper burial.
“She is also…”
"You deserve it."
Song Ci was horrified. A life like that was lost so easily in the Eastern Palace? The royal family was truly ruthless. Qiao Yun wanted to harm her, and she had her reasons for not wanting her to live. But what about the Crown Prince?
The person I doted on back then was thrown away so easily after making a mistake.
And he died in such an undignified way.
Her mistake was dishonorable, but the fault lay entirely with Qiao Yun and had nothing to do with the prince.
Outsiders will only say that Qiao Liangyuan is ignorant, but it will not affect the prince at all. One might even feel sorry for the prince as his reputation has been ruined by Qiao Liangyuan.
It's really heartless and ungrateful.
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