Chapter 304 Strange Father and Daughter, Heartless Husband
Ji Qingwu suppressed her surprise and said to Su Fengyue, who was walking ahead of her, "The family of Prime Minister Su's son-in-law is truly wealthy and powerful; even the Prince's Mansion cannot compare to this place."
Su Fengyue said, "Song Wei's ancestors were merchants, and his family had the most gold and silver, all of which were obtained through legitimate means."
As Ji Qingwu passed by the climbing trellis carved from golden nanmu wood, its branches and leaves flourishing, his eyes flashed slightly.
Su Fengyue strode ahead, as if he could see through what she was thinking.
He said, "Some people from the Censorate knew about this and remonstrated with the court about it. After a thorough investigation, they all confirmed that Song Wei's background was clean and honest, so Madam Wei doesn't need to doubt it."
Ji Qingwu's sleeve twitched slightly, and she nodded knowingly.
The censors of Beili are indeed discerning, but based on these investigation results, is the Song family truly innocent...?
As Ji Qingwu approached the main house, he gazed at the exquisite wood carvings on the eaves and door frame.
Suddenly, he asked, "Is that official from the Censorate still in office?"
Su Fengyue's expression froze, and he did not answer her question.
When the Song family's maids saw Su Fengyue, they shrank back and dared not approach, standing with their heads down by the door.
Ji Qingwu frowned when he saw their trembling bodies.
Su Fengyue asked, "Is your wife inside?"
The maid replied cautiously, "Madam didn't sleep all night and is still sitting on the couch."
Ji Qingwu entered the house and found that what Ma Pozi had said was true.
This Mrs. Song was emaciated, leaning against a round pillow. Her cheeks were sunken from thinness. Although she was only in her twenties, she already looked old.
Su Daiyue is Su Fengyue's youngest daughter. From Ma Pozi's words, Ji Qingwu thought that she must have grown up being pampered and spoiled.
When you see your powerful and influential father, the prime minister, you should have a good complaining session.
However, Su Daiyue appeared even more timid than the other maids, and when she saw Su Fengyue, her sallow face turned ashen.
Ji Qingwu stood behind the group, his gaze falling on the soup bowl on the small kang table, where there was still some unfinished medicine.
Ma Pozi walked to the bedside, patted her back and said, "Madam, the old master has come to see you."
Su Daiyue snapped out of her daze and said woodenly, "Father."
Su Fengyue nodded, but did not show any loving fatherly demeanor. His face was somewhat indifferent and distant. The relationship between this father and daughter was different from that of ordinary families.
Su Daiyue noticed the stranger's presence in the room and stared at her intently.
Ji Qingwu opened his mouth and said, "Madam Song."
Ma Pozi said, "Madam, she is Ji Qingwu. The medicine you drank before was bought from the clinic she runs. She is the one who harmed you and the young master."
Su Daiyue had no reaction after hearing this; she did not regard Ji Qingwu as the murderer of her child.
His eyes were like a stagnant pool, without the slightest ripple.
This is... the look of someone who desperately wants to die.
Su Fengyue's tone carried a hint of anger, and only then did he begin to resemble a father.
"How did you take care of her? How did Xiaoyue end up like this!"
Ma Pozi and the maids all knelt down.
Su Fengyue asked, "Where is Song Wei?"
Ma Pozi glanced around and said, "The master should be on duty, busy with something. These past few days, the master has been by the lady's side day and night."
When Su Daiyue heard Song Wei's name, her right hand trembled involuntarily.
Ji Qingwu frowned slightly and said, "Why don't I take Madam Song's pulse first?"
Ma Pozi immediately looked up and said, "It is you who has harmed our lady like this, sir, we cannot let her get close to our lady anymore."
Su Fengyue felt annoyed when he saw Su Daiyue's depressed state. After all, she was his own flesh and blood, and he still cared about her to some extent.
"Madam Wei, then I would like to trouble you to take a look at my daughter."
Ma Pozi suddenly sat up straight, her lips trembling, as if she wanted to say something.
Ji Qingwu glanced at her coldly: "Please wait outside, Lord Su. I don't like outsiders present when I'm seeing patients."
Su Fengyue didn't waste any time on this matter and got up to go outside.
Ma Pozi glared hatefully at Ji Qingwu, wanting to stop him but having no reason to do so, as if she wanted to bulge her eyes out.
Such malice... Ji Qingwu seemed to sense something.
After everyone in the room left, Su Daiyue still maintained that expression, her eyes lifeless and devoid of any interest in life.
Ji Qingwu did not immediately begin taking the pulse, but instead moved closer to the other person.
He said softly, "I'm sorry."
She pulled a silver hairpin from Su Daiyue's messy hair bun and put it into the soup bowl on the kang table, stirring it.
Su Daiyue was drawn to her movements, her eyes flickering as she looked at her pale blue sleeves.
Ji Qingwu took the silver hairpin out of the bowl; its bright silver color remained unchanged.
Su Daiyue blinked slowly, but then saw Ji Qingwu take a leaf out of his sleeve.
Apply its juice to the end of the silver hairpin, and the silver instantly turns into a deep black.
Ji Qingwu said, "Madam Song, do you know that the medicine you drink has always been poisonous? Not only the medicine to prevent miscarriage, but also the medicine to nourish your body now."
A sense of desolation welled up in Su Daiyue's eyes, and a faint smile even appeared on her lips.
Judging from his expression, he must know about it.
Ji Qingwu asked, "Does Madam Song know who did it?"
Su Daiyue nodded, her voice hoarse, and said, "You don't need to save me."
Ji Qingwu said, "I didn't want to get involved either, but because of what happened to you, my clinic was slandered by Song Wei, and your wet nurse even came to the Wei family's door today, demanding that I take responsibility."
"If I could, I wouldn't want to get involved in this, but I have to clear my name."
Ji Qingwu said meaningfully, "Some things can be let go, but some things should be taken very seriously. People only live once, and once they die, it's all over. If you don't become an evil ghost after death, you can never take revenge."
Su Daiyue paused for a moment before asking, "Why did you help me?"
"Who said I was going to help you?"
Ji Qingwu spread his hands and said, "I can't stand anyone trying to smear me in the field of medicine. Anyone who offends my people will have to pay the price."
Ji Qingwu wiped the black liquid off the silver hairpin with a clean handkerchief, put it back in Madam Song's hair, and tidied up her messy hair.
"If you're not willing, I have other options."
Su Daiyue saw her fair hand take off her head, and thought to herself, "How long ago was it that I was once so radiant?"
She said hoarsely, "It's Song Wei."
Ji Qingwu wasn't too surprised.
The person next to you in bed can be your closest confidant or your most heartless one.
Su Daiyue said, "A few years ago, he had a mistress outside, and that shameless woman got pregnant. I sent someone to abort his child, but the woman was weak and couldn't withstand it, so she also died."
“From then on, Song Wei and I treated each other with respect and did not do anything out of line. He just went out to drink and have fun, which was just a formality in officialdom, and I didn’t pay any attention to it.”
Su Daiyue's thin fingers gripped tightly the tiger-head shoes she had prepared for the child by the bed.
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