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So Song Qingwan thought that it was only Song Da and Wu who killed the original owner, but in fact it was not the case. Song Yunshuang was also involved.

The first thing Song Yunshuang did after her rebirth was to find a way to kill the original owner!

So she sent someone to poison the original owner's food, a slow-acting poison, so that the original owner died without knowing it.

But what she didn't expect was that after the original owner died, Song Qingwan from modern times traveled through time.

"Could it be that the poison didn't work? Or did she not take it at all?"

Of course Song Yunshuang didn't know that Song Qingwan had already changed her mind, and she thought that Song Qingwan had escaped by luck.

So she could only bring Song Qingwan back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, keep her under her nose, and then look for an opportunity.

As for the title of Fairy Song Qingwan, Song Yunshuang naturally didn't believe it. After all, no one knew Song Qingwan better than her.

In her previous life, Song Qingwan would never be able to cure illnesses or save lives until her death, but she was able to sit firmly on the throne of queen only because she was born beautiful and had the support of the Grand Tutor's Mansion behind her stepmother Pang.

Saying that it was found because of Fairy Song Qingwan's reputation was just an excuse.

"Humph, no matter how you escaped, now that you're in the Prime Minister's Mansion, I have plenty of ways to deal with you!"

Song Yunshuang gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred.

Prince Huai's Palace

Zhao Huaijin also heard the news of the return of the Prime Minister's daughter. In fact, all the major families in the capital were paying attention to this matter.

After all, who wouldn’t want to marry into the Prime Minister’s family?

There was only one Song Yunshuang in the Prime Minister's Mansion before, and now there is another daughter who is of marriageable age. Naturally, everyone is waiting and watching.

"Awu, go check out the background of this young lady."

"What do you mean, Master?"

"I heard that this young lady was brought back from Songjia Village. Could it be..."

"Yes, I understand."

Awu was Zhao Huaijin's personal bodyguard, so he naturally understood what his master meant.

Zhao Huaijin was attacked in Songjia Village, and Miss Song just came back from Songjia Village. Is this such a coincidence?

Song Qingwan wouldn't know that she was targeted by several groups of people as soon as she returned.

"Chun Ya, do you think we will become useless if we do nothing every day?"

Song Qingwan lay lazily on the couch, eating grapes with her eyes squinted, while Chunya was embroidering on the side.

"Miss, isn't that what the backyard is like? I heard that noble ladies always live in the backyard until they get married."

Chunya blinked her eyes and patiently answered her master's questions.

"No, it's too boring, let's go out for a walk."

Song Qingwan jumped up from the couch and strode out of the yard.

Chunya hurriedly followed behind, and the master and servant strolled around the mansion.

Song Qingwan walked behind the rockery and sat down to rest as she felt tired. Suddenly, she heard a cry in her ears.

With a gossipy mentality, Song Qingwan put her ear to the wall next to her and listened carefully.

"Wow... Cousin, when are you going to tell her about us?"

"Oh, wait a little longer. I'll find a chance to tell her. Just be patient."

"How long do I have to wait? I can't hide my pregnancy anymore, what do you want me to do?"

"Jingshu..."

"Bang" Song Qingwan accidentally knocked over a stone, and the man and woman who were talking immediately stopped talking.

"Who? Who's there?"

A man's voice came, and Song Qingwan flashed directly into the space.

"Cousin, who? Who is eavesdropping on us?"

"Don't be afraid, it must be Night Owl, it has already run away."

"Cousin Chengfeng, you must remember that Jingshu has been waiting for you."

"Okay, I know, you've been wronged."

Song Qingwan was hiding in the space and listening, her jaw almost dropped, Song Chengfeng!

His father, is he having a mistress? And she's pregnant?

Her mother is being cheated on! That's not right. With Prime Minister Song Chengfeng's status, is it difficult to take a concubine?

Why not just bring her back and make her your concubine?

Song Qingwan stayed in the space and waited until Song Chengfeng and the other man left before she came out.

"Miss, where have you been? It took me so long to find you!" Chunya pouted and ran out of breath.

"Let's go back first." Song Qingwan didn't have time to explain and pulled Chunya back to her yard.

Chunya was a little confused, but still followed Song Qingwan obediently.

Back in the courtyard, Song Qingwan closed the door and said to Chunya seriously:

"Go and find out why my mother never had another child after she gave birth to Song Yunshuang."

According to Pang Lingyan's age, she was only 20 years old when she gave birth to Song Yunshuang, which is the golden age for women to give birth.

Moreover, Song Chengfeng did not take a concubine. Normally speaking, there is no reason why Pang Lingyan has not given birth in these years.

People in ancient times valued having many children and being blessed, so it is impossible that they deliberately used contraception. There must be something fishy here.

"Yes, Miss." Chunya received the order and went out to do the work.

Song Qingwan thought about it, took some food and went to her mother's yard.

Although she has been here for a short time, it can be seen that Mrs. Song truly loves her.

Mrs. Song was of noble birth, beautiful and dignified, well-educated, and kind to her servants. She could be said to be a very qualified hostess.

"Mother"

"Wan'er is here, dear. How come you have time to come here today?"

Mrs. Song put down the account book in her hand and stood up to greet him personally.

"Mother, I am afraid to disturb you on weekdays, but today I guessed you were not busy, so I came to see you." Song Qingwan said with a smile.

"My child, no matter how busy your mother is, if you come, I will take care of you first." Mrs. Song smiled lovingly and gently stroked Song Qingwan's face.

"What is mother busy with?"

"Oh, these are the account books sent by the manor, and I need to review them personally."

Song Qingwan walked to Mrs. Song's desk, casually picked up an account book, flipped through a few pages and closed it.

"Won't mother's eyes get tired from seeing so much?"

The words on the account book were so densely packed that Song Qingwan got a headache after reading a few pages. It was no less painful than the medical books she had read in the past.

"I started learning these things before I got married. I get used to them after seeing them many times."

Mrs. Song casually tidied up the account book and put it on the bookshelf at the back. It was obvious that she was familiar with the process.

Song Qingwan sighed in her heart, who said that women in ancient times had an easy life? Being a mistress of a house turned out to be such a tiring job.

"Mother, have you ever known a girl named Jingshu?" Song Qingwan looked at her mother and almost blurted out.

She really felt it was unfair for the woman in front of her. She had worked so hard to give birth to children for Song Chengfeng and take care of the backyard, but Song Chengfeng actually cheated on her!

Mrs. Song's hand paused and the smile froze on her face.

She put down the book in her hand, turned around, looked at her daughter in front of her, and hesitated for a moment.

"Wan'er, where did you hear this name?"

It can be heard that Mrs. Song is trying her best to suppress her emotions and speak in a calm tone.

"I overheard it from the servants. Mother, do you know him?" Song Qingwan made up an excuse to prevaricate.

"Humph, next time someone mentions this woman and gossips about her, I'll just sell her off!"

"Mother…"

"Wan'er, everything that mother has is yours, no one can take it away from her!"

Mrs. Song seemed to have recalled something and was shaking with anger.