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"She's found a powerful backer."

Song Qingning took a sip of soup, her tone calm.

"A powerful backer? Wouldn't that mean she's going to stir up trouble again?" Madam Lu asked with concern.

Song Qingyan's name was removed from the main wife's household, so Madam Liu had no choice but to let Song Qingyan enter the second wife's household.

Song Qingyan lived in the west courtyard, where things were relatively peaceful.

However, Madam Lu knew that she and her daughter had never given up on the idea of ​​letting Song Qingyan return to the main house.

But the charge of poisoning and murdering the mother was firmly attached to Song Qingyan, and even if they had ambitions, they could only dream about it.

This powerful backer is a variable.

"Who has she found to be her backer?" Madam Lu asked urgently.

"Prince Rui".

"Prince Rui!" Madam Lu's heart sank, and she appeared slightly flustered. "If Prince Rui were to support her and allow her to return to the main branch..."

We must not let Song Qingyan return to the main house!

Returning to the main house isn't the most worrying thing.

Song Qingyan is vindictive and will likely use every means to retaliate against any past grievances once she gains power.

Mrs. Lu was so worried that she couldn't eat.

Song Qingning comforted her, "Mother, how easy is it for her to return to the main house? Besides, who can be sure that the backer she found can truly support her, or that she'll drag that backer down with her?"

"Ning'er, are you saying that Song Qingyan will implicate Prince Rui?" Madam Lu understood the meaning behind her words.

Song Qingning smiled faintly as she thought about the plan that was already taking shape.

The plan is not yet finalized; it needs to be discussed with Prince Huai and we also need to see what Song Qingyan will do next.

After that, the shadow guards of the Prince of Huai's mansion kept a close watch on Song Qingyan.

Every night when Song Qingning returned to her residence, Wan Liang would come to report on Song Qingyan's whereabouts.

"Every day, the same carriage would take her to the Duke of Shen's mansion. Prince Rui would also go to the Duke's mansion every day, accompanied by the imperial physician."

Imperial Physician...

Prince Rui wants to heal Song Qingyan's hand?!

Song Qingning became increasingly interested.

At the Marquis's residence, Hongling would tell her everything that happened in the mansion every day.

"Madam Jiang comes to the house every day, saying she wants to take the eldest daughter back to the Jiang family, but the eldest daughter has not been at the mansion for the past few days, as if she is avoiding Madam Jiang."

"There's another strange thing. I heard that every time Madam Jiang comes, she takes something with her. The Second Madam doesn't stop her, and she's not even angry. Even when the Eldest Miss returned home and found out about this, she wasn't angry."

This is unlike the Second Madam's personality, and even less like the Eldest Miss's.

Hongling, resting her chin on her hand, said with certainty, "Something's definitely fishy!"

But she really couldn't imagine what kind of trouble the second wife and the eldest daughter would cause this time.

Hongling looked at the second daughter who was painting.

She held the brush in her right hand and painted very carefully. Before long, a landscape painting appeared on the paper, with majestic and graceful mountains and beautiful and magnificent flowing water.

Hongling, who knew nothing about painting, was still amazed and impressed. "Second Miss is skilled in both literature and martial arts. This painting is the best I have ever seen."

"If you like it, I'll give it to you," Song Qingning said.

Hongling was flattered and overwhelmed. "Second Miss, this servant..."

She wanted to say that she was unworthy of such a favor.

But she really liked the painting, so she shamelessly said, "Thank you, Second Miss. I will definitely keep it as a treasure."

Song Qingning smiled.

She hadn't painted for a long time, but her skills hadn't become rusty.

If Song Qingyan's hand can be healed, she will have to maintain the lie to Prince Rui, and he will definitely make her paint for her.

But times have changed.

Both Liu and Song Qingyan knew they couldn't control her now, so rather than making her paint, they decided to make sure she could never paint again.

Song Qingning looked at her hands.

In her past life, when Song Qingyan chopped off her hands, she mocked her, saying, "So what if you can paint? All those paintings you made were just to benefit others and elevate them to godhood."

But in this life, these hands will push them down to hell.

Song Qingning thought again about Hongling's words earlier, "There must be something fishy about this."

One can roughly guess what Song Qingyan and Liu Shi are going to do.

A few days later, the funerals of "Seventh Young Master Ye" and "Miss Chu" were held.

The Ye family held a very high-profile funeral, as if to remind the world once again that Ye Qishao and Chu Yin were burned to death by Shen Yue.

Although Prince Rui and Duke Shen wished they could wipe out the entire Ye and Chu families, they knew they couldn't do it.

Even if the Ye family and the Chu family were to encounter any misfortune in the future, people would suspect them.

Xie Yuqi felt aggrieved, but still held a roadside memorial service in the name of the Prince Rui's Mansion and the Duke Shen's Mansion.

The Yongning Marquis's residence also held a roadside sacrifice.

Before dawn, Madam Lu instructed Chen Mama to prepare offerings and set up mourning tents along the streets.

The commotion outside disturbed Liu.

That day, Yan'er said she had found Prince Rui to rely on, and promised that in a few days, she would ask Prince Rui to bring Tang'er out.

With her worries gone, Liu slept soundly every night.

Awakened by the noise, Madam Liu was extremely displeased and summoned the maidservant who was serving her, "Has someone died in any family? Why are you making such a racket!"

The maid was startled; someone really had died.

There are many taboos associated with the funeral procession of the deceased.

What the Second Madam just said might offend the spirits of the dead.

Seeing that Madam Liu was about to say something, the maid hurriedly said, "Second Madam, please be careful with your words. It was the Ye family's funeral procession that caused the noise, and the Lady of the Marquis ordered people to set up a roadside memorial."

"The Ye family?" Madam Liu had heard from the servants that the Ye family's third-ranked scholar had been burned to death.

He lost his life shortly after becoming the third-ranked scholar in the imperial examination.

They were truly blessed with little fortune and a lowly life.

"The Lu family sets up a roadside sacrifice, ha, she does know how to do these hypocritical and ingratiating things," Liu said disdainfully.

I can't fall asleep no matter how hard I try.

Liu got up, dressed, and went to join in the fun.

The roadside sacrifice at the Yongning Marquis's residence was set up on the main street not far from the residence.

The funeral procession will happen to pass by here.

"Young Master Ye is truly pitiful. He was just appointed as the third-ranked scholar. Sigh, let's burn some more paper money for them." Madam Lu took the paper money and prepared to burn it.

Then he said to Song Shiyin, who was standing next to him, "Shiyin, you and the young master of the Ye family took the imperial examination together and the palace examination together. You have a friendship with him. You should burn some too."

Song Shiyin responded and went to burn paper money as well.

Song Qingning called out to the two of them, "Aunt, brother..."

That "Young Master Ye" was not Young Master Ye, but Song Mingtang.

Even if Song Mingtang is dead, he doesn't deserve his mother and brother to burn paper money for him.

But before she could speak, a voice interrupted her, "Sister-in-law, you're frail; you can't touch these things."

It was Liu who had rushed over.

Song Qingning was surprised that she would come.

Liu quickly stepped forward and snatched the paper money from Lu's hand. "Sister-in-law, you rest. Let me handle these things."

Along the way, there were roadside offerings set up by various families.

Madam Lu wanted to burn some paper money so that people would say she was kind-hearted.

She wanted to gain the favor of the Ye family, but she decided to let her have her way.

"Liu Shi..." Lu Shi frowned.

Just as Song Qingning was about to reprimand Liu for her rudeness, she said, "Mother is right. Aunt is not in good health, so it is acceptable for Mother to take over."

"..."

Lu was stunned, noticing a fleeting, sarcastic chuckle in Song Qingning's eyes.

Song Shiyin also noticed it.

The mother and son immediately exchanged a glance, realizing something was amiss!

Ning'er forbade them from burning paper money!

If Ning'er doesn't allow it, they won't burn it.

Song Shiyin also placed the paper money aside.

Liu glanced at Song Qingning, surprised that she had spoken up for her.

Just then, the funeral procession came in a grand procession, passing by various families offering prayers along the way.

When the coffin passed by the Yongning Marquis's residence for the roadside offering, Lady Liu immediately put on a sorrowful expression and was about to burn paper money when a sudden gust of evil wind arose.

Liu felt a chill run through her body.

With a tremor of his hand, the burning paper money in his hand was blown away by the evil wind and smeared all over Liu's body.