The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

"She is here fine now! Look, not a single hair has fallen out of her head. It's obvious that she is trying to harm our Cheng'er on purpose."

Mrs. Ji couldn't bear to watch it and burst into tears out of heartache. She protected Ji Cheng behind her and started scolding Song Yunran.

The other party now looked no different from a crazy woman. Her sarcastic and mean face made Song Yunran feel sick.

"How have I harmed him?" Song Yunran didn't want to suffer any loss, so he asked loudly.

"You just want to deliberately rely on our Ji family and want to be my Ji family's daughter-in-law."

"I want to be your Ji family's daughter-in-law? I want to have a crush on this thing? Am I blind or stupid? Are you fucking sick?"

Song Yunran looked at her with eyes wide open in disbelief, pointing at Jicheng who was crying on the ground with snot and tears all over his face.

"If she loses even one hair, you won't survive today!"

Pei Xuanmo's face was darker than the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and uttered a few words one by one.

Song Yunran glanced at him sideways, feeling depressed, but quickly looked away.

Madam Ji continued to insist, "Your Highness! We are a family after all, and now we are even closer than before. Why are you favoring outsiders?"

"Are you scolding me for being unfair?" Pei Xuanmo stared at her gloomily.

"Okay! What nonsense are you talking about!" Ji Shouhua grabbed the shameless wife and knelt down directly, kowtowed twice.

"Your Majesty, today's incident was indeed the fault of this unfilial son. I hope Your Majesty will show leniency to him!"

The old man no longer wanted to hear Mrs. Ji's voice, and he would not treat her illness anymore. After all, whether she lived or died was none of his business.

"Okay! Don't waste time with them, just follow our country's laws!"

Then he looked at Song Yunran again: "Master, it's too late, let's go home!"

"Yeah! Let's go!"

Although Song Yunran really wanted to know what punishment Ji Cheng would face, when the old man called her to leave, she could only nod and follow him.

Pei Xuanmo wanted to say that he would take her back, but his throat was unable to make a sound, so he could only watch her leave with the old man.

In the carriage, Song Yunran asked with a wicked smile: "Old man, what is the law of our country?"

"You want to know what will happen to Jicheng, right?"

"Hehe...A good disciple is one who understands me!"

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "In our country, there are three types of punishments for molesting decent women. The first is caning, the second is corporal punishment, and the third is beheading."

"Oh." Song Yunran nodded thoughtfully and calmed down.

Ji Cheng is Pei Xuanmo's cousin and brother-in-law. Beheading him is impossible, and his mother probably won't agree. Corporal punishment is also unlikely, so caning is the only option.

Thinking of Pei Xuanmo, Song Yunran became even more silent.

It's not that she didn't see everything he did today, but she knew very well that there was no possibility for them to be together anymore.

After returning home, Nan Xing followed her into the room: "Miss, did you use the space talisman today?"

"Yes! Otherwise I would have died long ago." Song Yunran could now lie without blushing or feeling nervous.

"That's good! I was really scared. It's all because my Kung Fu is so poor. I will get up every day to practice Kung Fu in the future and will never let something like this happen again."

Nan Xing said this with red eyes, and suddenly hugged Song Yunran, holding her tightly, as if she was afraid that she would disappear in the next second.

Song Yunran hugged her back and coaxed her softly, "Silly girl! I'm really fine. I can protect myself. Don't be so nervous."

As a result, Nanxing didn't dare to let her sleep alone and insisted on moving her own things over. From then on, Song Yunran slept on the bed and Nanxing slept on the couch.

At first Song Yunran was a little uncomfortable with it, but after a few days she felt it was nothing. It was nice to have someone to chat with when she was bored.

The next morning, Song Yunran asked Nanxing to go out and find out what punishment Jicheng had received.

She went to teach the old man acupuncture, and when Nanxing came back, Pei Xuanmo was also there.

Song Yunran did not deliberately avoid him this time. Instead, she generously took out a ginseng and gave it to him as a gift: "Thank you for what happened yesterday, Your Majesty!"

When Pei Xuanmo saw the gift, he was very happy and his smile never left his face.

As a result, Song Yunran's words of thanks made Pei Xuanmo's heart tremble, and a sense of loss surged.

"Yun Ran, why do we really have to be so unfamiliar with each other?"

Song Yunran smiled and said, "Your Majesty has helped me out of righteousness, so I should give you a gift to express my gratitude."

Pei Xuanmo looked at the gift box in his hand with a dull look in his eyes and said nothing.

"I have something else to do, so I'll go take care of it first. Please do as you please, Your Highness." Song Yunran bowed politely and left without waiting for him to speak.

After returning to the room, Song Yunran's eyes were slightly red, but she did not let her emotions run wild. She just picked up a pen and paper and focused on her work.

After Nanxing knocked on the door and came in, she immediately told him about Jicheng.

"Just sixty lashes? That's all?" Song Yunran was a little disappointed with the result.

Nan Xing was also somewhat indignant, and said unhappily, "Originally, she was to be beaten with a hundred sticks and then imprisoned for three months, but the Queen Mother intervened and sent her directly back to the Ji Mansion, so the prince had no way to confront her."

Song Yunran was so angry! If that's the case, don't blame her.

"Nanxing, can you take me to Ji's house and lead that hunchback away?"

There is no way Song Yunran would let this scumbag go just like that. Even if she wanted to, the readers would not agree!

"Girl, it's too dangerous to do this." Nan Xing was a little hesitant. What if something happened?

"It's okay! Trust me!"

After Song Yunran's repeated requests, Nanxing finally agreed, and after dark, the two of them went out stealthily.

A Yuan, who was left behind by Pei Xuanmo to secretly protect Song Yunran, also followed secretly.

He jumped onto the roof with Song Yunran and quietly placed the person in the corner of Ji Cheng's yard. Then he deliberately made a noise and quickly led the hunchbacked man out of Ji Mansion.

After watching the two people disappear in the darkness, Song Yunran ran to Jicheng's house with a smile, took a peek to make sure there was no one inside, and then slipped in.

At this time, Jicheng had just taken painkillers and was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Song Yunran was afraid that he would wake up suddenly, so she sprinkled some love potion on him, then took out the prepared scissors and started cutting his hair with a click.

In just ten minutes, Jicheng's head turned into a smooth boiled egg.

Not bad! I have to give myself a five-star rating.

Before leaving, she took out the pound of itching powder and poured it all on Jicheng's body, especially covering his buttocks with a thick layer.

Then he quickly ran to the room where he had locked himself up last time and put all the strange things on the wall into the space.

When passing by the well in the yard, he took out a pound of itching powder from the space and poured it in without hesitation.