After being tricked by the broken system so many times, Song Huan's trust in it has long since plummeted to rock bottom.
After exchanging a few polite words with Cui Yuning, she left with Jinle.
But after she left, Cui Yuning stood outside the kitchen, watching Song Huan's figure gradually get farther and smaller, until it finally disappeared.
The calm expression she tried so hard to maintain finally showed cracks, and a hint of anxiety appeared in her eyes.
If she couldn't make the marquis' wife soften her heart and keep her by her side, when would she be able to return to the capital to avenge her parents?
The wound on his body suddenly hurt, and Cui Yuning frowned tightly.
…
"relative……"
On the way back, the system, which had just been ignored, began to tirelessly harass Song Huan again, "...You have triggered random task three. It is recommended that you check the task details first."
Song Huan: “…”
I want to break the contract and block the dog system.
But due to the reality of "not having enough life value left", even if she broke the contract and blocked the dog system now, she would still have to release it in two days...
"I'm not motivated enough to check the task details right now."
Song Huan sighed and pleaded his pity to the system, "Besides, didn't you already tell me? This world's time eraser has always wanted to erase me."
"Then what's the point of doing random quests to earn health points? They might be wiped out one day anyway."
System: "Dear, your idea is wrong."
"Currently, the capture target, Pei Yan, has a 50% chance of dying in two years and nine months. If you don't diligently complete random quests to gain health points now, then even if you complete the 'Daily Quests' every day for the next two years and nine months, your health points will only be ten years and six months at most."
"Friendly reminder: After the capture target "Pei Yan" dies, you will no longer receive any random missions."
Song Huan: “…”
This broken system is the devil!
Why did every word he said feel like a flying knife stabbing into her heart?
"No, then no."
Song Huan feigned indifference and said nonchalantly, "Ten years and six months isn't a small amount. Living one more day is also earned."
"Master System, don't worry, I'm open-minded."
system:"……"
"Dear, I still recommend that you check this random mission first."
Song Huan: “???”
This is a really awkward turn of topic...
She didn't respond and decided to let the system cool down for a while.
After entering the courtyard, Song Huan took out a plate of crystal cake from the food box and said, "This one is for you."
Jinle obediently took the crystal cake, but there was no smile on his little face.
Along the way, she followed the lady silently, and no matter how stupid she was, she could tell that the lady was unhappy.
"It's Jinle... shouldn't we call Sister Yuning out to meet the Madam?"
She held the crystal cake and thought for a long time, and finally thought of this possibility.
Song Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, "No."
"But next time, if you could tell me before calling someone out...it would be better."
"I'm sorry, ma'am, it's Jinle's fault."
Jinle said dejectedly, "Please punish Jinle. I will obey the punishment."
"Tsk, well...what should the punishment be?" Song Huan frowned, as if thinking seriously.
Jinle's expression suddenly tensed up, and even his posture straightened up a lot. He stared with wide eyes waiting for Song Huan's next words.
Song Huan couldn't help but curl his eyes, "If I wanted to punish you, I wouldn't give you the crystal cake."
Jinle's eyes lit up and he felt a little relieved.
Song Huan rubbed her chubby cheek and said, "Okay, don't think too much. I'm going back to my room to take a nap. You should go back first."
"Well, ma'am, you should have a good rest." Jinle took the crystal cake and retreated obediently.
For a moment, Song Huan was the only one left in the huge courtyard.
Instead of sleeping, she went to the small study in her old room.
After pulling the curtain inside, Song Huan smelled a strong smell of burning ink. He pushed open the window to dissipate the smell, then went to the desk and checked it carefully again. He was relieved to confirm that the remaining papers were clean and tidy without any stains.
Cleaning up the traces needs to be done more thoroughly.
Finally, holding the paper that had been burned to ashes in the charcoal basin, Song Huan carefully walked out of the room, found a secluded corner in the yard, and buried the ashes in the soil.
After completing all this, she breathed a sigh of relief and said to the system that had been nagging her, "Can you please stop for a while? Let me think about it overnight. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
The system immediately stopped the electronic bombardment: "Okay, dear."
Song Huan stood up, clapped his hands, and returned to the room with the charcoal brazier.
However, she thought she had handled the situation flawlessly, but she had never expected that... Ever since she was injured by the barbarians who broke into her mansion last time, Pei Yan had placed secret guards in the mansion in Ning County.
As soon as Song Huan left, secret guards appeared and dug out all the things she had buried.
Fortunately, she did burn it very cleanly.
Although the secret guards dug out everything, there was only a pile of ashes and no clues were left.
But at dusk, when Pei Yan returned from the military camp, he saw the secret signal left for him by the secret guard as soon as he dismounted.
When he walked out of the yard with a small bag, the secret guards were already waiting for him there.
"Master." The secret guard bowed and hid in the shadows.
"What's the matter?" Pei Yan's voice was low and cold, his half-closed eyes were as sharp as knives.
The secret guard raised his eyes and looked at Pei Yan, and felt a sharp chill instantly enveloping his whole body, making his hands and feet instantly cold.
The secret guard immediately lowered his head and reported to Pei Yan everything Song Huan had done today.
Study, kitchen, letter, Cui's daughter, paper burned to ashes... Pei Yan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper after hearing this.
Letter...whose letter?
Huanhuan burned the letter, but was it to protect the person who sent it to her? ...Who was she protecting?
After sending away the secret guards, Pei Yan paced outside the courtyard gate for a long time. His eyes gradually became cold and the coldness on his body became more and more intense.
Until the gate creaked, and a woman walked out of the yard in a charming manner...
"You're back." When Song Huan went out, he saw Pei Yan walking towards the gate of the courtyard, so he thought he had just returned.
"I saw that it was getting dark, and I was just about to go to the gate to see if you had returned."
As she spoke, she walked over to Pei Yan and gave him a big hug.
Pei Yan's grip on the small bundle tightened, and his heart suddenly shuddered.
"My wife..." His voice was clear, like the frost on an early spring night. If Huanhuan was willing to tell him the truth, then... he was just overthinking it.
"You're looking for me in a hurry, but is there something you want to tell me?"
Song Huan tapped his chin at his chest and said, "Yes, there is something I want to tell you."
Pei Yan's throat tightened, "What's the matter?"
Song Huan let go of him and looked around for a moment. Seeing that no one was around, she stood on tiptoe and whispered in Pei Yan's ear, "Uncle Qin sent a letter asking me to take you to Shengyuan Teahouse to meet him."
The woman's voice was very soft, but every word was warm and penetrated straight into his brain from his ears.
In the blink of an eye, the thin layer of ice on his body melted and his whole body was hot.
Pei Yan's ears turned red, and he thought he was being too suspicious.
When he spoke again, his tone softened a bit, "When did Master Qin come to Ning County?"
Song Huan took a half step back at this time, raised his eyes and saw Pei Yan's face.
But at this moment, Pei Yan had a smile on his face, without any trace of the cold emotion he had just shown.
Song Huan naturally couldn't tell that this guy had already imagined her "cheating" drama, so when she heard it, she just shook her head and said with a bit of complaint: "I don't know. Someone just sent a letter today. But this letter said it was for me, but Uncle Qin was looking for you."
As he spoke, Song Huan took out the letter from his waistband and said with a curled lip, "Look at the words written on this envelope—'Song Huan's Personal Letter'? Humph, they're just using me as a cover."
“…” Pei Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the envelope in Song Huan’s hand. The corners of his lips suddenly froze.
If the letter sent by Master Qin is still in my wife's hands, then what did she burn today?
Pei Yan took the letter, his eyes darkening instantly. "Besides this letter, does my lady have anything else to tell me?"
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