win the hairpin

Chapter 48 Omen
Xie Chuan sighed: "It's the eldest lady of the Song family who just came to ask me about Huang Wenqiu. You came quickly, and she couldn't avoid it for a while, so I will let her rest in this tea room. Sister Yue, come out, Master Ni Not outsiders."

Ni Peng heard the rustling of clothes inside, looked back, and saw Song Huiyue coming out of it very docilely, followed by a dull maid who gave him a blessing.

He quickly stood up: "Ma'am, please sit down."

Song Huiyue sat down upright at the end according to her words, with her hands on her lap, and Ni Peng looked at her quietly, only to find that her face had turned into that of a donkey, and she was very upset.

He asked: "You said Zhang Yanei forced you to see the prince?"

"Well," Song Huiyue nodded, "he discovered the weakness of the prince."

King Jin is watertight, if there is a gap to be found, it is Song Huiyue.

Luo Huiniang dared to elope with Huang Wenqiu, and Yan Zhizhou interceded for Huang and Luo, all of which came from Zhang Xutang.

The Zhang family kept eyeing the Song family again and again, which was annoying.

"He wants to borrow your hand." Ni Peng's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Xie Chuan.

Xie Chuan waved his hand at him: "The lord is already prepared, otherwise he wouldn't let the oiran lady stay in the Zhuangzi, and Huang Wenqiu couldn't let him go so easily. You don't need the lord to come forward, you can do it yourself."

Song Huiyue also looked at Ni Peng.

Ni Peng nodded: "I will let him taste the pain of flesh and blood."

Song Huiyue lowered her head: "Can the pain of flesh and blood make him unforgettable forever?"

Any flesh and blood pain is not enough to make people remember a lifetime, and time can dilute this pain.

Ni Peng was silent.

When his wife gave birth to a child, it was the first time that his wife clamored that she would kill her and not give birth. Within a year, she wanted to give the child a brother.

To make Huang Wenqiu unforgettable forever, you have to taste the unforgettable pain.

Without him having to think about it, Song Huiyue came up with his own idea: "I heard that there is a dungeon called a tiger's den in the prison, and all the people who are full of evil are imprisoned. Can Huang Wenqiu be imprisoned there?"

Her gaze was extremely cold and quiet, and she had already considered it to the point where there was no room for it.

Under such eyes, Ni Peng sensed the hell that Huang Wenqiu was about to face.

"Okay, I'll tell the section chief to do it."

He got up to say goodbye, walked outside the door, and exhaled deeply. Song Huiyue felt a sense of oppression on his body, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Stepping down the stone steps, he heard Song Huiyue's low growl like a trapped animal from the room: "He should die!"

I don't know whether it is Zhang Xutang or Huang Wenqiu.

Facing Xie Chuan, who was close to her, she exposed her true nature, which was to defend her homeland's ferocious nature.

Facing her gritted teeth, Xie Chuan comforted her: "No one should die, and nothing should exceed the law. If it exceeds, this world will become a mess... Don't think that others will not know, Feihong Yinxue , The wild goose leaves its mark."

He was afraid that Song Huiyue would come here with Yin Xiao.

Song Huiyue did not agree with his words: "It seems that the law is only set up for people like us. People who are in the court do not even follow the rules."

Xie Chuan left her speechless.

Song Huiyue also got up to leave: "Zhangzhang, since the matter has been settled, I will send the gift list and marriage certificate to the yamen tomorrow."

Xie Chuan nodded, and ordered someone to send her off. As soon as she left, someone sent a message to the outside of the city to keep an eye on Zhang Xutang, and then add more people to the Song family.

Song Huiyue returned home, worked till night, counted everything, worked until night, and finally fell asleep.

In her sleep, she was standing outside the corner gate, there was no Yinxiao by her side, and the surroundings were quiet, only Yidijin was growing slowly.

At first she just watched, the vines stretched out and went straight into the roof tiles, the roots seemed to be steel, piercing into the tofu-like house, the leaves squeezed out from the scars of the vines, opened like hands, and swayed in the wind.

For some reason, she trembled and wanted to knock on the corner door, but her body was so heavy that she couldn't lift her hand at all.

The more she couldn't move, the more anxious she became. She watched Yidijin grow wildly, making the sound of eating mulberries, and began to spread out in all directions, wrapping everything, and crushing everything.

"Aniang!" She raised her hand with all her strength, and slapped the door hard, "Qinghui! Yinxiao!"

While filming, she was trembling with fear. The home she had worked so hard for was about to be destroyed, but she could do nothing.

"Auntie!"

Waking up from the dream, her heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of her chest.

Lying motionless in the dark for a while, calming down the turbulent waves in my heart, I got up and put on my shoes with weak hands and feet, and went through the partition to pour tea.

Yuan Yuan was sleeping soundly outside the partition, with nothing on her mind.

Song Huiyue drank the refreshingly cool tea, lost all sleepiness, lay back on the bed and kept her eyes open until dawn.

The sky was slightly bright, and there were a few birdsongs outside. Song Huiyue got up and asked Yuan Yuan who brought hot water: "Is Auntie's medicine ready?"

Yuan Yuan wrung out the veil for her: "It's not good yet."

Song Huiyue wiped her face carefully, then sat down and combed her hair: "Where's Qinghui?"

Yuan Yuan hurriedly said: "Aunt Wang's place, do you want to go?"

"No, you don't have to follow me today and help Mother Liu at home." The two aunts treated Song Qinghui as her own, and she felt relieved, "Where's Aunt Lin?"

"Yes, Aunt Lin is making steamed pancakes in the kitchen and also cooked chicken soup for my wife."

Tanzhou does not eat much pasta, so it is difficult to find an authentic cook. Whenever someone in the family is sick, Aunt Lin will cook and make cakes, saying that eating the food from her hometown will make her recover faster.

It is said that when a person leaves his hometown, he will bring a handful of soil to avoid acclimatization. These grains grown in the Northland, with the breath of the Northland, can also comfort the soul.

Song Huiyue didn't ask any more questions, dressed properly, she got up and went out, and walked into the courtyard.

The woody fragrance that blooms all year round suddenly turned yellow leaves, and the Yidi brocade on the wall also withered and withered. The house that used to be full of vegetation suddenly smelled of corruption and death.

Yin Xiao stood behind the screen wall, her hair was covered with dew, she watched Song Huiyue's clothes stopped five steps away from her, and said in a low voice: "A prisoner came to send a message saying that Huang Wenqiu wanted to see you, and he confessed to you. .”

"I'll go and stay with Auntie first."

Song Huiyue turned around and walked into Mrs. Song's room. The smell of the medicine was floating and heavy, and the sky looked like it was going to rain again.

The furnishings in the room have changed, the bamboo curtains have been removed, cloth curtains have been replaced, and a charcoal basin has been placed outside, the charcoal fire is burning vigorously to drive away the damp from the ground.

Mrs. Song was in low spirits, leaning on the bed in the inner room, holding Song Huiyue's hand: "Hands are a little cold, it's very hot here in summer, and it will be rainy after summer, you have to remember to add clothes."

"Don't worry, Aunt," Song Huiyue smiled and set up a small table for her, "You can eat some soup cakes, and I'll send the dowry and bride price lists, as well as the marriage certificate, to the yamen."

"I'm not hungry," Mrs. Song said with a big stone stuck in her heart and no appetite, "You and Qinghui eat."

(End of this chapter)