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Chapter 78

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    On the way back from the south of the city, Su Mi kept thinking about what Aunt Lan said.

    When she first met Aunt Zhao, she thought she was here because of Su Zhen's affairs, but it turned out that she was here because of her status as an equal wife.

    And she actually became a tool used by Su Mingde to blackmail Yu Qingniang and forced her back to Jiangling City.

    Now that I think about it, it¡¯s no wonder that it took several days to reply to each letter before. It turned out that the letter paper had to go through several rounds before it got into Yu¡¯s hands.

    When Su Mi returned home, she wrote a letter to Yu Qingniang and sent it directly to Su's residence in Jiangling City.

    She was full of worries and lost her mind. She didn¡¯t eat anything for dinner and lay down on the bed after taking an early bath.

    Su Mi remembered how Su Mingde was very protective of Yu Qingniang when she was a child. Then she thought about why a person can become so many people now. If her brother had been alive instead of her, her mother would not be like this now

    Qin Yan came back from the clean room and took off the velvet cloak he was wearing, revealing the crescent-colored silk clothes underneath. He had a slender figure and curly raven hair.

    As the door opened and closed, the cold fragrance brought by Qin Yan was felt by the lump under the quilt. She lifted up the quilt, revealing only her smooth forehead, with some messy hair.

    Qin Yan noticed her movements. He bent down and reached out to grab the corner of the quilt. He felt a small pulling force from the opposite side. He pulled hard and moved the quilt edge down.

    The tip of Su Mi's nose was red and her eyes were tightly closed, but her trembling eyelashes could still reveal her lust.

    "Open."

    Qin Yan's tone was not gentle, but his usual unquestionable tone. Su Mi did not dare to be disobedient and slowly opened his eyes.

    The peach blossom-shaped eyes were now red and filled with water mist, and there were tears hanging lightly in the bottom of the eyes, as if a blink of an eye would bring out sporadic water splashes.

    Qin Yan suddenly felt a little tight in his chest, raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Is it the Su family's affairs that make you sad?"

    After returning from the south of the city, she became much quieter, but nothing could happen to the Su family to make her unhappy.

    "No, it's just that my mother has returned to Jiangling City."

    Su Mi shook his head, not because he didn¡¯t want to talk, but because he didn¡¯t know where to start.  How could she explain those trivial matters and her scattered emotions clearly? How could the governor like to hear them, so she could only mention this in a light tone.

    After she finished speaking, she moved to the left side and buried her eyes under the quilt.

    Qin Yan did not open it this time, but lay on his side in the place she gave up. His right hand passed under the quilt and stopped on her brow. He tapped lightly with his fingertips to smooth away the slight frown between her brows.

    "Su Mi, I don't like to hear trivial matters."

    The ball under the quilt moved slightly when he heard this. Qin Yan ignored it and continued in the most normal tone:

    "But nothing about you is trivial."

    ***

    In the inner courtyard of Su's house in Jiangling City, when Yu Qingniang received Su Mi's letter, there was no more surprise on her face.

    When she returned to Jiangling City, she didn't tell Su Mi in time because she didn't want her to worry, and she didn't want her to attribute all the problems to herself.

    When Su Mingde brought up the issue of equal wives, she knew that he just wanted her to persuade Su Mi to adopt Su Zhen's child. After all, according to the regulations of the Ming and Yin dynasties, even in merchants' homes, the existence of equal wives was not on the table, so she didn't believe it.  Su Mingde, who cares so much about his own face, is really fighting for this position for Aunt Zhao.

    She returned to Jiangling City just because she didn¡¯t want to be constantly urged by Su Mingde to go to the Governor¡¯s Mansion and show off to him.

    So it really wasn't a big deal, but it warmed her heart that Su Mi cared about her so much. Yu Qingniang put the letter away, put out a white statement, and prepared to write a letter back to the capital, explaining these interests clearly, so that she could teach her.  Mi'er is relieved.

    Suddenly there was a knocking sound outside the bedroom door, it was Chunlan's voice.

    "Madam, Madam, there is someone outside the door looking for you!"

    "Who is it?" Yu Qingniang felt strange that if Su Mingde was not here, who else would come to the house to look for her.

    "Madam, this servant doesn't recognize you either. She said she was the Wenpo who delivered the second lady for you a long time ago."

    For some reason, when Yu Qingniang heard this sentence, her hand unconsciously loosened, and the Bai Xuan in her hand fell to the ground.

    "You ask her to wait for me in the main hall."

    "Yes, ma'am."

    ***

    When Yu Qingniang came to the main hall, she almost didn¡¯t recognize Liu Wenpo at first glance.

    She was only a few years older than Yu Qingniang, and I remember she still looked serious at that time.His face is full of wrinkles, his skin is dark, and the cotton clothes on his body are so patched that you can hardly tell what he looks like.

    Looking at her nervous expression as she rubbed her hands, she must have been standing for a while.

    "Mrs. Liu Wen?"

    "Madam, you are here." As soon as Liu Wenpo saw Yu Qingniang, she burst into tears and snotted out. She knelt on the ground and dragged Yu Qingniang's feet.

    Yu Qingniang frowned and took a step back, but still couldn't shake her away.

    "Why are you crying to me? Didn't your family move to Qingzhou? Why are you back?"

    From the look on her face, Yu Qingniang must have suffered a disaster at home, so she asked her for some life-saving money. Who knew what Liu Wenpo said next, which made Yu Qingniang's heart tighten.

    "I'm here to beg my wife for forgiveness. If I don't come, I'm afraid my life will be lost."

    "Speak clearly to me first."

    Liu Wenpo finally stopped crying at this time, wiped away her tears and said, "Madam, this is all retribution. When the old slave arrived in Qingzhou, my old man kidnapped my money and ran away. My son also abandoned me and ignored me.  , He didn¡¯t even show me a grandson, this is all retribution"

    The uneasiness that has been deep in Yu Qingniang's heart for a long time became more obvious when she heard Liu Wenpo's seemingly random chatter.

    Her voice was trembling, "Please tell me clearly what you want me to forgive you for."

    Liu Wenpo swallowed her saliva, raised her breath several times, and then finished her words intermittently. There was fear and nervousness in her tone, as if she was holding her neck and forcing herself to speak.

    "Madam, back then, it was Aunt Zhao who wanted me to suffocate your child to death as soon as he was born."

    "When the young master came out, he was still alive. I did it just for the fifty taels. Me," Liu Wenpo slapped herself hard, "I am not a human being. I deserve this retribution."

    "Madam, I beg you to do a ritual and let the young master go well."

    "Madam, I am following orders. I beg you to let the young master go to Aunt Zhao and don't come to me again."

    From the moment she spoke her first words, Yu Qingniang grabbed Liu Wenpo's collar with her hands, but she opened her mouth and was speechless for a long time.

    Her whole body was shaking, and finally she collapsed directly on the ground. No matter how hard Chunlan tried to help her, she couldn't help her up. She could only hold Wenpo's hand by the collar and squeeze it tightly. Chunlan who was watching aside cried. Yu Qingniang  But didn't cry.

    In this way, Yu Qingniang pulled Liu Wenpo and sat on the ground until nightfall. In the dark night and the hall without candlelight, she thought of every night she heard her son's cry over the years.  The little figure that could not be seen clearly in the dream was huddled in a cold corner of nowhere.  Her tears finally flowed down like broken beads. At first it was a low cry of sadness, then it was tears that wet her front, and finally it was a cry that was hoarse.

    Yu Qingniang¡¯s hand holding Liu Wenpo¡¯s hand was numb. Her eyes were hollow, almost the last trace of calm before going crazy. Her voice was hoarse and she said her first words to Po Wen after a long time.

    "Why didn't you sell him? Why didn't you sell him." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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