Chapter 451: Feng Shui Map
"besides........"
"What else do you have? Tell me all at once."
"He also gave me a set of fans."
Song Ying was silent for a while, then suddenly sneered, "Okay, okay, you really don't take me seriously. You actually sent me a fan to mock me."
In a rage, she swept everything on the cabinet to the floor, making a continuous "crackling" sound.
Giving a fan as a gift in summer is understandable, but giving a fan in winter is ironic.
"Fan" also means "scatter", which means that you don't want to pay attention to her and let her go away on her own.
Zheng Ci, ah Zheng Ci, you are still so annoying.
Just thinking about her plan, Song Ying suddenly smiled, "She looks down on me and doesn't give me face. Then don't blame me."
After a few days, Song Ying found an opportunity and went directly to the Pei family.
After hearing the news, Zheng Ci handed Hu Zi to the wet nurse.
"Take the young master to rest."
"Mom! Mom, I want you to hold me."
Hu Zi can now speak very fluently and keeps asking Zheng Ci to hold him. He is very clingy now, which often gives Zheng Ci a headache.
At night, he still insisted on resting with his wife, and Pei Ji's face turned black more than once for this.
"You and your nanny go and have a good rest. When you wake up, I'll play with you."
Hu Zi was held by his wet nurse and pouted in a baby voice, "Mom, you must keep your word."
Such a small person already knows how to bargain.
"good."
After hearing the affirmative answer, Hu Zi raised his little chin and said, "Nanny, I'm sleepy. Let's go to bed."
The nurse smiled and said, "Okay. Madam, I will take the young master away."
"Well, go ahead."
Zheng Ci then packed up and brought his people to the meeting place.
Song Ying was already getting impatient and was looking around.
Seeing this gorgeous and spacious house, she couldn't help but think of the yard where she lived. After all, it was a small yard, not as grand and spacious as the main house.
After she has dealt with Zheng Ci and Pei Ji, she will find an opportunity to deal with the old bitch of the Miao family and let the master make her his wife.
Over the years, the old bitch has given birth to a daughter and a sickly son. The master has long stopped caring about her.
The son she gave birth to now is the hope for the Miao family's future.
As she was thinking, she heard footsteps.
I looked up and almost broke my nails.
God has been very kind to Zheng Ci. Even though time has passed, she has become a mother, and has experienced so many things, there is still no trace of time on her face. Instead, she has a touch of charm.
She has a graceful figure and doesn't look like a mother.
Song Ying thought about herself again. After all, she had given birth to two children and was two years older than Zheng Ci. Her situation was much less difficult than before.
But even when she was young, Zheng Ci's appearance was better than hers, even surpassing Song Rouxi.
She had always thought so in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it.
Because she also hated it. Why did Zheng Ci have such a beautiful face? Their third branch should be humble and submissive for the rest of their lives.
"Oh, it's you."
Zheng Ci sat down calmly and drank tea by herself.
Song Ying was a little angry. She had thought that Zheng Ci would at least feel guilty and ashamed after seeing the former Song family members, but she showed no such feeling. Her face was calm as if nothing had happened.
Could it be that she couldn't remember that the tragedy of the Song family had something to do with her?
Or are you pretending not to know?
"Third sister, I hope you are all right."
Song Ying tried her best to suppress the anger in her chest.
"Third sister?" Zheng Ci raised the corner of her mouth with a hint of sarcasm, "Have you forgotten that my last name is Zheng, not Song. I have nothing to do with you, and I am not your sister."
Song Ying's mouth twitched. Zheng Ci was so unkind.
"Okay, Madam Pei." There was a hint of gnashing in her voice.
"Tell me, what brought you here today? You can't be here to reminisce about the past. I don't think we have any past feelings to reminisce about either."
Song Ying secretly cursed Zheng Ci for being so unkind while trying hard to keep a smile on her face.
"I just miss you and want to know if you are doing well. Seeing that you are doing well, I feel relieved..."
"Are you really happy knowing that I'm doing well?"
Song Ying said in a forced tone, "Of course, of course I'm happy."
Zheng Ci was too disdainful to pretend with her and didn't even try to hide the disdain on her face.
"I don't know, does Madam Pei still remember my father, my mother, and my brothers?" Song Ying's tone became a little colder, and her eyes became more scrutinizing.
"I know. They did evil things and didn't end well."
"Zheng Ci, don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth. Do you dare to say that you have nothing to do with what happened at home?" Song Ying pressed on.
She stared at Zheng Ci's expression, trying to find a trace of fear and guilt on her face, but there was none.
This discovery made her even more annoyed.
Why shouldn't I feel guilty? Why shouldn't I feel afraid?
She killed her own parents and brother. Isn't she afraid that they will come back in her dreams at midnight to take her life?
"Is this all you want to say when you come here?" Zheng Ci said calmly, "If that's all, you should go back."
"stop!"
Zheng Ci turned around and smiled sarcastically, "I know what you're thinking. But do you have any evidence? I have plenty of evidence of how the Song family persecuted our third branch, how they took my father back, and abused and bullied him. Song Ying, have you thought it through? Do you really want to talk to me about this?"
Song Ying choked. She wanted to say that even so, Zheng Ci had no right to hurt them or even kill them.
After all, they are Zheng Ci's elders, and a junior cannot criticize the elders' mistakes.
She wanted to say that, but she knew very well that Zheng Ci would not buy it.
She took a deep breath and glanced at the maid at the door. Seeing that she nodded imperceptibly, she was too lazy to hide it.
"Since you are so unrepentant, I have nothing more to say to you. Zheng Ci, you have done so many bad things, and sooner or later you will get your comeuppance. I believe that day will come soon."
After saying that, he left with his maid.
Zheng Ci looked at her back thoughtfully. After a while, Tian'er came to her side.
Tian'er: "Madam, you've guessed it right. She came here for more than just a reminiscence. I followed her all the way. Her maid used the excuse of going to the toilet and went to the garden in the courtyard to bury the thing."
It was a letter, covered in dirt.
Zheng Ci took it, opened it, took a look, and sneered, "She's really still so ruthless. She actually put something like this in our yard. She must be determined to kill our whole family."
The thing in his hand was none other than a complete feng shui map of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
It depicts the landscapes of many places in detail. Such feng shui maps have always been only owned by the emperor. Even the feng shui maps in the hands of generals leading troops to war are only part of them.
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