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Jiang's daughter-in-law serves her husband and mother-in-law...

Song Qingyan felt quite resentful upon hearing this.

"Mother, you don't love me..." Song Qingyan cried even more pitifully.

Mrs. Lu smiled "kindly" and said, "Look at you, you're getting married soon and you still cry. Today is a happy occasion, don't cry and ruin your makeup."

Madam Lu continued to give Song Qingyan further instructions.

To outsiders, every word he uttered sounded like the most heartfelt instructions to his daughter, revealing a deep and unwavering love for her.

Song Qingyan found it particularly jarring.

It wasn't until the matchmaker came to inform them that the Jiang family's wedding procession had arrived that Madam Lu left with her relatives.

Before leaving, she called Liu Shi away, "The front yard is too busy, go and help take care of things."

With so many relatives present, Liu could not refuse and could only gladly agree.

Liu glanced at one of her cousins.

The man lowered his eyes and nodded, as if to reassure Madam Liu that she would act according to the plan.

Song Qingning remembered this cousin.

She was a relative of the maternal family of her grandfather's concubine, named Zheng Lian'er.

She is very docile and rarely speaks after moving into the courtyard. She is the least noticeable of her cousins.

But Song Qingning could tell that she knew kung fu.

"Lian'er, you and Qingning go to the west wing and get my zither out for me. I'm taking it with me," Song Qingyan instructed.

Are we going to take action?

Song Qingning lowered her eyes.

The west wing is secluded and filled with miscellaneous items; it's a good place to get things done, and even better, a good place to hide people.

"Qingning, let's go." Zheng Lian'er naturally took Song Qingning's hand.

Song Qingning did not resist and let her take her arm. The two of them went to the west wing to fetch the zither.

They entered the side room.

Zheng Lian'er closed the door, deftly took out a handkerchief, and covered her mouth and nose.

Song Qingning was shocked. "Cousin Lian'er, what...does this mean?"

"Heh..." Zheng Lian'er sneered.

The room was filled with a strong, intoxicating fragrance that Song Qingning couldn't detect, proving that the so-called female general was nothing but a facade.

The incense was mixed with muscle-weakening powder, so even if Song Qingning had martial arts skills, she was powerless to resist.

In addition, there were accomplices lying in ambush in the side rooms.

Madam Liu said that she wanted to ensure that Miss Song would "obediently" get into the bridal sedan chair.

There will be a great reward after the matter is accomplished.

Song Qingning inhaled the incense, and her body swayed slightly. She took a few steps back and barely managed to steady herself by supporting herself on the corner of the table.

Only then did she realize the situation before her, "You...you're not Cousin Lian'er."

She is definitely not Zheng Lian'er!

She was paid to do the job, but she only used Zheng Lian'er's identity to enter the Marquis's mansion.

"You only realize this now? Too bad, it's too late!" Zheng Lian'er sneered, then ordered, "Come out, all of you, and make your move!"

Madam Liu wanted to ensure everything went perfectly, so she had her bring some helpers.

The helpers were there to prevent Song Qingning from becoming alert and discovering the sleeping potion; having more people would help suppress her.

But now it seems that no help is needed at all.

At the order, the accomplices lying in ambush in the room did not come out.

Zheng Lian'er frowned, finally noticing something was wrong. She prepared to tie up Song Qingning herself, but in the next instant, a figure quickly approached her, a dagger pressed against her neck.

The black iron was icy cold.

Zheng Lian'er looked at the person in front of her and said, "You...you weren't drugged!"

"You only find out now? Too bad, it's too late!"

Song Qingning smiled and returned the question to her, then asked, "Did I act well?"

Zheng Lian'er glared at Song Qingning, realizing she had fallen into a trap.

Song Qingning pulled off the towel covering her mouth and nose.

"Why cover yourself with a towel? There's no sleeping potion in this room. This scent is just similar to the sleeping potion you prepared. Although the difference isn't huge, there are still some differences."

"You couldn't even notice this? It's clear that the Liu family has hired a bunch of incompetent fools!"

"You..." Zheng Lian'er was humiliated and wanted to refute.

Little did she know that Song Qingning was deliberately provoking her to speak.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Song Qingning deftly shoved a pill into it, forcing her to swallow it.

"What did you give me to eat?" Zheng Lian'er finally panicked.

Song Qingning sheathed the dagger and said casually, "Poison? Don't worry, it's not a deadly poison. It will just cause your intestines to rupture and rot in a few hours. You won't die immediately, but you should... start to feel pain."

The poison was given to her by the Prince of Huai, and the symptoms were also described to her by the Prince of Huai. She wanted to see if it would take effect so quickly.

As soon as she finished speaking, "Zheng Lian'er" felt a sharp pain in her stomach, and soon she was covered in sweat from the pain.

She dared not doubt Song Qingning's words, "What do you want me to do?"

Pretty smart!

Song Qingning gave her an approving look.

"Whatever Liu wants you to do, I will make you do," Song Qingning said.

"Zheng Lian'er": "She told me to make you obediently get into the bridal sedan chair and go to the Jiang family to have a wedding ceremony with the young master of the Jiang family."

"Then you should do it properly. Just replace me with Song Qingyan. Can you do that?" Song Qingning stared at her.

Zheng Lian'er regretted underestimating her opponent.

She understood even more clearly that Madam Liu was no match for the second young lady before her.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I've done it. Now you have to give me the antidote."

"I'm satisfied now, so I'll give you the antidote." Song Qingning took out a pill and placed it on the table. "This one can suppress your pain. Don't give yourself away later."

He added, "Those who were lying in ambush here will all return safely to your side after the deed is done."

"Keep your word!"

Zheng Lian'er took the pills and stuffed some things into the sack that was originally meant to contain Song Qingning.

It really looks like it's filled with a person.

He then went to Song Qingyan's room to report back.

Song Qingyan had long since dismissed her other cousins, leaving only herself in the room.

Song Qingyan was busy taking off her wedding dress.

The wedding dress was too elaborate, and she had great difficulty taking it off.

Seeing "Zheng Lian'er" dragging a burlap sack into the door, one can tell that the plan is progressing smoothly.

"Come here quickly, help me take off her wedding dress first, then help her put it on," Song Qingyan instructed.

Zheng Lian'er stepped forward.

"No need to take it off!"

Song Qingyan looked up in surprise, only to be met with a shower of medicinal powder. Instantly, she felt weak and trembled. "You...you want to..."

A wad of white cloth was stuffed into her mouth, silencing her.

Everything in the room was as usual.

Liu was busy in the front yard, entertaining guests.

She was dressed very formally and festively today, looking more like a bride than Madam Lu.

As the auspicious hour approached, the Jiang family's wedding procession had already arrived outside the mansion gate, but Liu Mama had not yet brought back news of the announcement of the results.

But Lady Liu saw "Zheng Lian'er".

When Zheng Lian'er nodded to her, Madam Liu knew that the matter had been settled.

The people the old Marquis sent to check the list also received no news.

"Brother Song, congratulations! That young man from the Jiang family has a bright future. Marquis Yongning's marriage alliance with the Jiang family is a great honor, as it brings him closer to His Highness Prince Rui!"

"His Highness Prince Rui is deeply favored by the Emperor. It is not excessive for the Yongning Marquis's Mansion to prosper in the future."

The words and actions of his friends and guests disturbed Lord Song's mind.

"Has the person who checked the list returned?" Old Marquis Song asked, pulling aside his steward.

Rumors outside suggest that Jiang Sheng is a good candidate.

But he still wanted a definite answer.

"Not yet, but Your Excellency, the auspicious time is approaching. Young Master Jiang is already outside the door. Should we let him in now?" the steward inquired.

"Come in, quickly invite your grandson-in-law in."

Lord Song knew that he had to make a decision about whether or not to have the bride take his place.