Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Song Wanyin naturally didn't believe his lies and planned to detain him as a witness. She turned to Xiao Jingheng and said:

"Brother, I'll leave this person to you.

Tomorrow I will go to Jia's house to meet Master Jia. It is time to take back the Nine Lives Resurrection Grass."

Xiao Jingheng nodded and gave the order:

"Put Pan Zhengquan in jail, flog him every day, and then use salt water to sober him up. Make sure he tells the truth.

Remember, save his life."

When Pan Zhengquan heard this, he turned pale with fear and begged:

"No, no, no, no, please let me live!"

Jing Mo and Huai Xi immediately dragged him away, and fearing that he would disturb others, they kicked him unconscious.

Now, my ears are finally at peace.

After the bystanders left, Xiao Jingheng hesitated for a moment and stopped Song Wanyin who was about to leave.

"Junior sister, there was really nothing between me and Princess Yiran that day. It was just a misunderstanding..."

Song Wanyin had her back to him, listening to his somewhat incoherent explanation. Her blocked heart suddenly became clear, and she turned around and smiled:

"Brother, I know everything. Thank you for going through so much trouble to find me the blood of a person with a strong Yin constitution.

Once I get the Nine-Death Resurrection Herb, my sister-in-law will be able to develop an antidote, and the patients will be saved."

In the faint moonlight, Xiao Jingheng saw her watery eyes, which were as dazzling as a sparkling gem, and his heart suddenly trembled.

He subconsciously clenched the white jade ring on his thumb, trying to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, and nodded affirmatively:

"Junior sister, I believe that Jishitang will definitely be able to make a great comeback this time."

The next day, the sky brightened grayly, like rouge on a girl's face, and under the pink light, countless golden lights were about to bloom.

Song Wanyin and Tiancheng once again disguised themselves as men and went to the Jia family to settle accounts. Along the way, the spring sunshine poured down on the prosperous streets of the capital, but there was an atmosphere of bone-chilling frost in front of the Jia family's gate.

When they arrived at the gate of the Jia family, they saw a dozen thugs from Huayue Tower banging on the door.

Some carried wood to knock against the door, some poured black dog blood on the door, and others scattered paper money, cursing the Jia family for generations to come.

The door was soon kicked open, and more than a dozen thugs rushed in, destroying the place crazily and stealing many valuable items as payment for their debts.

The butler was severely beaten by the thugs for obstructing their actions. He lay on the ground covered with bruises, dying.

Jia Yuanxi had nowhere to escape, and was soon pulled out from under the bed by one of the thugs, who twisted his ears, revealing a mask of pain.

"Hey, hey, hey, let's talk it over, don't use force!"

Jia Yuanxi was thrown into the yard and surrounded by a dozen thugs. He was so scared that his face turned pale and his eyes were full of panic.

It seems that there is no way to escape this debt now.

The thugs' faces were filled with anger, and they shouted at him to "give me back the money!"

Song Wanyin stood quietly outside the door, watching this scene, with no pity in her heart, only hatred for the Jia family.

If it weren’t for the Jia family’s frame-up, Jishidiang wouldn’t have encountered such a serious incident involving life.

Seeing this, Tian Cheng couldn't help but feel very happy and said:

"It's what he deserves. It would be best if he was beaten to death by the thugs."

One of the thugs asked loudly:

"Jia Yuanxi, we at Huayue Tower don't have a precedent of freeloading. When are you going to pay back the money you owe to Mama Cui?"

Jia Yuanxi was trembling with fear, and said in a trembling voice:

"I, I'm short of money right now, can you give me a few more days?

When the time comes, I will return the principal and interest to you."

The thug was furious and said:

"What? A few more days of grace?

I think you don't want to pay back the money on purpose!

In that case, we might as well just destroy you.

This way, when Mother Cui sees that you have become a cripple, she will naturally feel embarrassed to ask you to pay back the money."

Seeing that they were about to take action, Jia Yuanxi was so frightened that he begged desperately:

"Please let me go, I beg you. My father is in critical condition and all the money in the house is his life-saving money."

When the thugs heard this, they became even angrier. Seeing that he would not cry until he saw the coffin, they were ready to teach him a lesson.

"You should think about saving your own life first!"

The more Jia Yuanxi resisted, the more he was pulled around by them. He was punched several times and even his outer robe was stripped off. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"No, don't do that! What's the difference between you and robbers?"

Seeing that the time was right, Song Wanyin stepped forward and shouted harshly:

"Stop it! He owes you money, I'll pay it back for him!"

Hearing the noise, the thugs came over and recognized the master and servant at a glance, with disdain on their faces.

"It's you two again. Last time, you not only took advantage of Huayue Tower for free, but you also destroyed the place. We are going to settle this account with you!"

"I never thought you would come to me on your own initiative. You are simply courting death!"

"Let's see where you can escape this time. Either you pay me money or you die!"

Song Wanyin met their vicious gazes fearlessly, stretched out her hand to Tiancheng and said:

"Bring the banknotes."

Tiancheng widened her eyes in surprise. Although she was reluctant, she still did as she was told. However, she found that she was in such a hurry to leave that she completely forgot to bring her purse.

"Dong, Dong, I didn't bring my wallet."

After thinking it over, Song Wanyin took out a jade pendant from his belt and used it as payment for the debt.

"This jade pendant is a top-grade product, worth more than three thousand taels of silver. You will make a profit if you take it back."

Seeing that she actually used such a valuable item as collateral, Tian Cheng felt it was not worth it and advised:

"Boss, you can't do that. Why should we pay off Master Jia's debt?"

Song Wanyin had already made up her mind that only in this way could Jia Yuanxi be willing to work for her, and then the loss would be repaid double.

"I'll give you this jade pendant, and we'll be even now. I hope you won't come to the Jia family to cause trouble again."

One of the thugs took the jade pendant and examined it carefully. He found that the jade pendant was of high quality, oily, bright in color, and as smooth as silk.

"Humph, you guys are smart. It won't be so easy to get away with it next time."

After the thugs left one after another, Song Wanyin stepped forward to check on Jia Yuanxi's injuries, frowning and saying:

"Brother Jia, I have sent them away. Are you okay?"

Jia Yuanxi looked carefully and found that it was them. He finally put aside all his pride and arrogance. This was the first time he lived in such a miserable state.

"It's Brother Song. You came at the perfect time. I almost died at the hands of these evil people."

Song Wanyin got straight to the point:

"Brother Jia, I came to you today to discuss cooperation with you.

If you still won't agree, then you must pay me back the money I paid for the jade pendant."

Seeing that he had the leverage to threaten him, Jia Yuanxi was forced to compromise and said:

"Okay, what do you want?"

Seeing that the big fish had taken the bait, Song Wanyin raised the corner of her mouth and said:

"I want all your Resurrection Herbs. I'm not going to pay you this time. Just consider it as your return to me."