"The third leader of Qingfeng Village..."
Song Zhiyu twitched the corner of her mouth, a dark glint flashing in her eyes, but the man clearly did not notice her change and continued walking.
Just as the man's hand was about to touch her face, Song Zhiyu moved her hand, and the dagger hidden in her sleeve was unsheathed.
A flash of cold, silver light appeared, and the man's finger was severed at the root, blood splattering out instantly.
"ah!"
The man let out a bloodcurdling scream, clutching his bleeding severed finger as cold sweat poured down his face.
Song Zhiyu's movements were extremely fast and clean, leaving everyone present without any time to react.
She took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the bloodstains from the blade, remaining calm and oblivious to the screams in front of her, as if she hadn't been the one who had just injured someone.
"I'll kill every single person from Qingfeng Village I see." Song Zhiyu's lips curled slightly, and his eyes flashed with an endless chill that sent shivers down one's spine.
She naturally wanted to settle her score with Qingfeng Village.
In their past lives, King Li and Qingfeng Village colluded, each taking what they needed, committing all sorts of atrocities including burning, killing, looting, and pillaging.
Under the protection of Prince Li, Qingfeng Village survived safely and always managed to evade the imperial court's encirclement and suppression. Prince Li, in turn, needed the silver and grain offered by Qingfeng Village to recruit soldiers and strengthen his own power.
Shen Jinshu was also aware of the cooperation between Prince Li and Qingfeng Village. She could have rescued Shen Yanxi with just a few words, but she let it go in order to maintain her good image in Prince Li's eyes.
Finally, when she ventured deep into the enemy's lair to rescue Shen Yanxi, she sowed discord, instigating Shen Yanxi to push her, who was injured, into the bandit's den, and even had the leader of Qingfeng Village break her hands.
She remembered every single one of these things clearly.
Neither the Shen family nor Qingfeng Village will escape.
Today, the third leader of Qingfeng Village has run into her. If she doesn't do something, how can she be worthy of the suffering she endured in her previous life?
Seeing this, another man in black turned pale, veins bulging on his forehead. No one had ever dared to provoke Qingfeng Village like this before. "Insolence! You actually dared to injure our Qingfeng Village's third leader. I think you're tired of living."
"Kill this bitch!" the third leader roared, his face pale, his voice filled with boundless hatred.
"Yes." The man in black gritted his teeth and agreed, his hands forming eagle claws as he attacked Song Zhiyu with lightning speed.
A gust of wind swept across her face, and Song Zhiyu's eyes darkened. She pushed Lu Bai behind her, dodged the man's attack, and flung out a silver needle, which he swiftly avoided, not even touching the hem of her clothes.
"A mere trick." The man scoffed dismissively, not taking Song Zhiyu seriously at all.
"Is that so?" Song Zhiyu smiled strangely, and the moment the man turned around, she threw out the poison powder in her hand.
"What did you do to me?" The man looked at his hands and feet, which were turning black, with a look of horror and disbelief. He felt a dizzying sensation.
The man's attack slowed down, allowing Song Zhiyu to easily dodge. The dagger was held against his neck, close to his flesh.
"Remember to be a good person in your next life, and don't ever run into me again." Song Zhiyu grabbed the man's wrist, whispered in his ear, and then cleanly slit his throat.
The man's tall body crashed to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.
The third leader stared at the scene before him with bloodshot eyes. When he met Song Zhiyu's dark and deep eyes, his lust was crushed by fear.
"If you kill me, you will be making an enemy of Qingfeng Village." He swallowed hard and retreated step by step.
Song Zhiyu stopped in her tracks, suddenly no longer wanting to kill him.
"If you want revenge, come find me at the Marquis of Chengen's residence. Qingfeng Village is nothing to the Marquis's residence."
This sentence brought Qingfeng Village's hatred for the Marquis of Chengen to its peak. Song Zhiyu watched with satisfaction as the Third Leader scrambled to his feet, a faint smile curving his lips.
The chieftain of Qingfeng Village is vengeful and ruthless. He will certainly not let this go unpunished now that she has killed someone from Qingfeng Village.
Let the Marquis's mansion bear the wrath of Qingfeng Village for her.
I just hope that the Marquis's mansion can handle this grand gift she prepared.
*
The Marquis of Chengen's Residence.
When Song Zhiyu's carriage came to a steady stop at the gate of the Marquis's mansion, the little maid who was hiding not far away keeping watch suddenly opened her eyes wide, unable to hide her fear.
Seeing Song Zhiyu get off the carriage and walk straight towards Songxi Courtyard, the little maid stamped her foot anxiously and hurriedly ran out from the shadows to block Song Zhiyu's way.
"Second Miss, Madam is looking for you. You've come back just in time. Please come with me to see Madam." The maidservant blocked Song Zhiyu's way, clearly not wanting her to go back.
"I won't see her." Song Zhiyu said bluntly, walking past the maid and heading towards Songxi Courtyard.
The maid was astonished, not expecting Song Zhiyu to act so unpredictably. She quickly stepped forward to stop her, saying, "Second Miss, Madam needs to see you. You must go."
"You've gone to great lengths to stop me, do you have some unspeakable secret about my Songxi Courtyard?" Song Zhiyu sneered, her sharp gaze fixed on the little maid. Her imposing aura instantly made the maid's legs go weak, and she trembled all over.
Song Zhiyu pursed her lips, waved the person aside, and strode forward, saying, "Get out of my way, don't make me say it a second time."
"Second Miss..."
The maid hesitated whether to go up and stop the person, but before she could move her leg, her wrist was tightly grabbed by Lu Bai.
"Stay put." Lu Bai scolded softly, holding the person firmly in her hand, and followed Song Zhiyu's steps.
As soon as Song Zhiyu reached the entrance of Songxi Courtyard, she heard a series of loud, jarring sounds of things being moved inside, which immediately made her feel unpleasant.
Her brows furrowed, and she pushed open the tightly closed door.
"Squeak~"
The sound of the door being pushed open attracted everyone's attention. Everyone turned to look, but their expressions changed drastically the moment they saw Song Zhiyu.
The scene was one of utter chaos; her carefully cultivated herbs were carelessly discarded and trampled on the ground.
"stop!"
Song Zhiyu's eyes were as cold as ice, making them unconsciously submit, and they dared not move their hands that were carrying the things.
Steward Lin forced himself to step forward and forced a smile. "Second Miss is back. This old servant forgot to tell you this morning."
The Marquis has arranged a new courtyard for you next to the eldest son's courtyard. It's close to the main courtyard, making it convenient for you to visit at any time.
Song Zhiyu glanced at him indifferently, a half-smile on her face, "I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to put all those things back in their original places. Remember, all of them!"
As for the herbs you damaged, if you can't compensate me with the exact same quality, then use the things belonging to the Shen family as compensation."
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