C4

Because the village that Song Qingyu lived in was too far away, there were very few relay stations within a hundred mile radius. Furthermore, the inn in this place was very small, and the people that Steward Zhao brought had already filled up the entire place.

Seeing Song Qingyu being escorted over, the owner was confused, how could a lady dressed in tattered clothes have such a background? Due to Butler Zhao's authority, the owner did not dare think too much, and let the servants pack up the room for Song Qingyu to stay in.

Just as Song Qingyu laid down, he heard loud noises coming from downstairs.

Ah Nan brewed a cup of tea and brought it over, "Miss, do not panic, a group of fiendish looking people just came. Fortunately, they were heading towards the mountain. There's been some unrest recently. Grandma Zhao and the housekeeper just discussed it with each other and decided to leave early tomorrow. "

It was exactly the same as his previous life. In his previous life, when Song Qingyu heard these sounds, he had already lost his head in fear. At this time, Song Qingyu nodded his head, he took the tea and drank it, then laid down calmly and said that he was fine.

Ah Nan covered Song Qingyu with the blanket and extinguished the light. Ye Zichen moved back to the second room with ease.

It was a peaceful night, with only the cold breeze blowing outside.

"Young miss, young miss?"

Zhao Ru crept closer, and after shouting for a long time, Song Qingyu still did not respond. The corners of his mouth curled up in a smile. This damned girl, she definitely would not have thought that she would borrow Ah Nan's hand to deal with her. The knockout drug in the cup of tea just now was enough to mesmerize a few big men.

Just ruin her face. The First Madam would reward her with a large amount of money.

Think about the money. She could even directly kill Song Qingyu.

And then, with a fierce look in his eyes, he stabbed a dagger towards her. Song Qingyu opened his eyes, the shock causing Grandma Zhao's hand to tremble slightly. Song Qingyu quickly took away the dagger in her hand and pointed it at her neck.

The lights suddenly lit up.

Ah Nan was completely baffled at the table. Initially, she did not believe what the young miss said, but after seeing that Zhao Ru that evil person was actually going to harm the young miss, her heart was truly vicious.

Zhao Ru stared at Song Qingyu in disbelief. She had planned it long ago.

"Grandma Zhao, you treat me so well."

Song Qingyu smiled, causing people to unconsciously tremble. Zhao Ru looked at the shining dagger, but the form was wrong, she quickly waved her hand and begged for mercy, "Young miss, they forced me to do this, it's none of my business."

"Leave these for the Underworld to explain."

Song Qingyu was about to make his move. At this moment, the door curtain swayed, but before Song Qingyu could kill Grandma Zhao, his neck was suddenly grabbed by a person who had scuttled out. At the same time, the dagger fell to the ground.

The person who came was a woman, whom Song Qingyu recognized, she was one of the big servant girls by First Madam's side, Ming Xin.

"Old trash, it's better if I do it myself."

Ming Xin had already learnt martial arts before, and with the sneak attack, she had already made a bloody scratch on Song Qingyu's neck, making it difficult for him to breathe. It looked like the dagger was about to fall. That was not only to cut his own face, but also to viciously strike.

"Don't hurt the little miss!"

Ah Nan saw that his young miss was in trouble, he anxiously looked around and rushed forward with the scissors.

Mingxin frowned and looked at Grandma Zhao, "You still haven't restrained this girl."

She turned her head for a moment, taking the chance, Song Qingyu touched her hairpin, steeled his heart and pierced it towards that person.

The man dodged to the side, feeling a cut on his body, at the same time Song Qingyu broke free from her restraints.

"Little b * tch, I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

Song Qingyu gasped for breath, and laughed coldly, Senior, she has experience leading troops to war. It was a pity that his body was too weak now.

Song Qingyu supported himself on the table, but the man did not give Song Qingyu the chance to catch his breath, and directly thrusted the dagger in his hand at Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu turned sideways and fell to the ground.

"I originally wanted to let you live, but now it seems that you must die!" With a fierce gaze, the corner of his mouth flashed with a pleased look, and he aimed his dagger downwards at Song Qingyu.

Ming Xin suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at Song Qingyu in disbelief, after which her entire body went soft and she fell down. Song Qingyu slowly stepped forward to support her, and then stabbed the hairpin into her heart, "I have hidden tens of thousands of poisons in my body, and seeing how nice I am to you, I chose to let you die cleanly."

Song Qingyu chuckled, he wiped away the blood on his face and looked at Zhao Ru.

"Are you planning to die by yourself, or am I going to let you die?"

When Zhao Ru saw that her heart was dead, she immediately lost all her strength and fell down onto the ground, "Young miss, young miss, this was really not my intention."

"I know."

Zhao Ru secretly rejoiced in her heart, "I knew that Miss would spare this old servant on behalf of the deceased Madam ?" "Ahh!

A dagger mercilessly stabbed into her heart.

"Of course, you should have known that you wouldn't survive the moment you betrayed them."

There were no longer any ugly cowards in this world. Right now, there was only Song Qingyu who would fight to the death with them. Brightheart and Grandma Zhao were just two small beginnings.

Song Qingyu's eyes flashed with a hint of bloodlust, but he still sat down on the edge of the bed tiredly.

"Miss ?"

Ah Nan looked at the dead man as he crawled to Song Qingyu's side in fear.

"Miss, will we be caught?"

"I won't." Song Qingyu chuckled. It was weird for a servant to appear here innocently, even if the First Madam could not find anyone, he would not dare to find trouble with her.

As for Grandma Zhao, in her previous life, she said something about illness, but it turned out that she had taken their money and ran away.

As for her package, it should have been prepared by now. It was a letter of departure due to illness.

When Song Qingyu went to get it, he accidentally discovered a lot of silver notes. There was a total of five hundred silver notes. Song Qingyu smiled.

After taking care of Ming Xin and Zhao Ru, Song Qingyu sent a secret letter to First Madam in the name of Ming Xin, saying that he had completed the task, but that it would take him some time to finish it.

Then, Song Qingyu covered his face with a veil.

Early in the morning on the next day, when Zhao Teng heard that there was a problem with Song Qingyu's face, he was shocked as well.

This area was not peaceful. At noon, they packed up and set off. Song Qingyu lifted the curtain and looked behind him, in the end he did not care about it anymore.

His father, then his grandfather's fortune, had risen to the top and, having lost its value, had once again climbed up to the throne, joining forces to kill her mother.

This was his father's hometown. Song Qingyu did not want to stay here any longer.

From a small village in the Yue City, on a month's journey, he arrived at the Yudu ? ? Dasu's Imperial City.

At that time, the world was in chaos. The once powerful and powerful government collapsed into three countries. Dasu was one of them.

Reaching the Yudu, a servant from the Song Manor lifted a palanquin and invited Song Qingyu back to the house. Along the way, the citizens came to see what this peasant girl looked like.

At this time, Song Qingyu had long since changed into a clean set of clothes.

She was sitting in a sedan chair with a veil covering her face. The crowd looked on helplessly. The palanquin was tightly shut, yet they couldn't see anything special about it.

At the gate, the sedan stopped in the middle of winter and the moon. The gate was closed, and only one side door was open.