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Thinking of my master's wife.

Yang Xu lowered his head. He was very young at that time. Every day when he went to his master's house, his master's wife was very kind to him. She was the most gentle woman he had ever met.

Later, not long after my junior sister was born.

The master's wife was brutally murdered.

"I will definitely catch the murderer!"

When we returned to Qiu Mansion, it was already late.

The housekeeper took a deep look at the young lady and closed the door. Qiu Man hummed a song in a good mood. When she returned to the yard, she found it unusually quiet.

Walked over curiously.

"Zizhu, why are you kneeling?"

"Miss..." The maid looked up at her with tears in her eyes. At this time, Qiu Man also realized that Zizhu's trick of disguising herself must have been discovered by her father.

Qiu Man gritted her teeth: "If you have the guts, hit me. What's the point of bullying a maid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard behind him.

At some point, Lord Qiu came over with a bloody whip, and said with a gloomy face, "I've seen people seeking death, but I've never seen people seeking a beating! Why are you running? If you run away every day like a girl, I'll beat you to death!"

Zizhu risked her life by hugging the master's legs, choking and saying, "Young Miss followed Miss Jiu out."

Lord Qiu snorted coldly, "Don't talk about this, I'm not angry. Miss Jiu went to the Song Mansion to do business. What is she doing with her? Is she going to see the boy from the Song family!"

Qiu Man put her hands on her hips and retorted, "I'm going to do my job! From today on, I'm going to investigate the case and become as good as Mr. Song."

"Ha ha!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed dryly a few times.

He picked up the whip again and chased his daughter to beat her.

"You are still investigating the case. Your real interest is not in the case, but in Song Wang, right? Believe it or not, I will transfer Song Wang away!"

Qiu Man, who was originally running with her head in her arms, became unhappy when she heard that her lover was going to be attacked. She stopped and was suddenly whipped on the arm.

Meeting her father's stunned gaze, she shook her head.

"no!"

Qiu Shishu looked at the whip and frowned: "Why don't you run away? Are you hurt? Zizhu, why don't you go and get the palace doctor!"

The court doctor examined him and said there was nothing serious.

There were only the father and daughter left in the room. Qiu Man felt very aggrieved and she begged.

"Dad, please don't cause trouble for Song Wang. He has been very busy lately, investigating the butterfly pattern. We must avenge Master's wife!"

Qiu Shishu said in a muffled voice: "You haven't even married yet, but you've already called me Master's Wife. Come with me."

In the ancestral hall, the elders of the Qiu family and Madam Hou, Qiu Man's mother, are enshrined.

"You're going crazy outside every day. Burn some incense for your mother."

The girl held two incense sticks in her hand, kowtowed three times, inserted them into the incense burner, then knelt back down and expressed her longing. After a moment, she wiped her tears with her dirty sleeves.

He stretched out his hand and said pitifully.

"Mom, look, this is what daddy just did to me. It hurts so much, but don't be angry. As long as daddy agrees that Song Wang and I can be together, I won't be angry with him anymore!"

Qiu Shishu frowned: "Don't believe her. She wants to investigate the butterfly pattern with Song Wang. Can I agree? I definitely can't agree. Hey, if you were here, you could help me teach her a lesson. This girl is hard to control!"

Qiu Man puffed up her cheeks and retorted.

"If my mother were here, she would definitely spoil me and agree with whatever I do."

"Maybe." Qiu Shishu relaxed his brows and sighed, "But your mother in heaven would not agree that you and Song Wang should investigate the butterfly pattern together."

Qiu Man asked: "Why?"

Qiu Shishu walked to the tablet and took out a box from the dark. He gently wiped the dust off it and showed a complicated look. He said, "I haven't seen it for a long time."

Qiu Man asked curiously: "What is this?"

Qiu Shishu put it on the ground and recalled: "During the days when your mother passed away, I came to see it every day, wishing I could see through it. Later, you and your sister grew up, and I got old. My hatred faded day by day, and I looked at the box less and less..."

The more I listened, the more something was wrong.

She immediately opened the box and froze in place.

"Butterfly?"

Qiu Shishu responded, "Your mother didn't die in childbirth, she was murdered. The handkerchief she was holding tightly had a butterfly pattern on it."

Qiu Man buried her head in her knees and cried loudly.

"Why don't you avenge your mother?"

Qiu Shishu squatted on the ground, as depressed as he was fifteen years ago: "I can't find out. You and Yingying were still young at that time, and I was too weak to be in two places. I was afraid that they would attack you two, so I temporarily gave up the pursuit. Man'er, do you know why I told you this?"

Qiu Man nodded.

"Tell me how terrible the Butterfly Sect is, so that I can give up the pursuit."

Qiu Shishu smiled and rubbed his daughter's head. Suddenly, his tone became cold: "Qiu Man, investigating a case is not a joke. You either investigate it thoroughly or just give up!"

Qiu Man clenched her fists and stood up. Her breathing became heavy and she looked at her mother's tablet.

"Get to the bottom of this! I want to avenge my mother!"

One day later, Qiu Man asked why he told her the truth at that time. The Marquis just smiled and said, "There is no man in our family, but you have the same personality as him, and you like that silly boy Song Wang. As the saying goes, a husband and wife of one mind can achieve great things."

Come to think of it, they both had somewhat similar tragic experiences.

Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Qiu Man couldn't sleep. She looked at her red and swollen eyes in the mirror, and the sad things in her heart were magnified infinitely. She wanted to find Sister Jiusu and Lord Song Wang.

"Zizhu, I want to go out."

"It's so late, where are you going?" Zizhu looked at the dark sky outside and advised, "Wait until daybreak."

Qiu Man put the box in her arms and said seriously, "I'm going to find Song Wang."

Zizhu said, "I'm afraid the master won't let you go. Besides, it's so late. If you go to the Song Mansion and meet Young Master Song alone, the people in the Song Mansion won't allow you to do so. It will also cause a sensation."

Loei House.

The housekeeper knew the importance of the young lady. Usually, when good friends came, there was no need to report to the Marquis and his wife, let alone Miss Qiu, so he brought her directly into the yard.

Ma Hu saw that it was Qiu Man and opened the gate.

"Please come in."

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Man and Jiu Su left the Marquis' Mansion and headed straight for the Song Mansion.

Jiusu looked at the red-eyed person helplessly: "Who bullied you?"

Qiu Man shook her head, hugged herself tremblingly, and shed a tear.

"I want to see Song Wang..."

"Okay, we'll see him soon." Jiusu lifted the curtain and urged Zitan. When they arrived at the Song Mansion, the servant went to report first. Song Wang was the young master in charge of the family.

It was easy to reach Song Wang's yard.

Qiu Man pressed down the brim of her hat. She didn't want others to see her vulnerable appearance and bring shame to the Marquis' Mansion. She gave Jiusu a grateful look.

"Thank you."

Jiusu put his arm around her shoulders, and they both stepped over the threshold, while Zizhu took the door over with her.

Song Wang stood up and asked in confusion, "I wonder what brings you two to the Song Mansion...for?"

His slender figure froze, the candlelight shone on the two overlapping figures, and the sound of a woman sobbing was heard, and the sad voice brought him back to his senses.

And realize the situation at this time.

Qiu Man hugged him and cried.

Jiusu smiled and sat aside, drinking tea. It was quite choking to eat melon so late at night, but Manman was still brave and wrapped himself in his cloak.

Well, a night spent thinking about my boyfriend.

Song Wang coughed lightly, supported her shoulders, and helped her stand up. He also noticed the wound on her arm, "How did you get this? Did Lord Qiu beat you?"