Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Song Zhi was not the type to drag her feet, and quickly calmed down. She squeezed Qing Dai's fingers and said, "I understand."

Qing Dai was relieved to see that she had listened. "There are too many assassins outside. If it weren't for the guards you brought, I'm afraid there would be no one left alive in the entire building."

"But there is one thing that is very strange."

After thinking about it, Qingdai frowned and looked puzzled.

"What's weird?"

"At that time, I saw those people outside, drawing their bows from a distance, ready to attack the people in the house. The guards rushed forward to protect you, but in the end, I realized that those people had no intention of attacking you at all. Those arrows were completely aimed at Ning Qingcheng."

Qing Dai said, "Swords are merciless. I don't think those killers are unwilling to kill innocent people out of grudges and are deliberately avoiding you."

Song Zhi remembered that those arrows had indeed avoided her accurately, and her expression became solemn.

After waiting in the house for a while, the voice of the secret guard came from outside, "Miss, it's safe outside."

Song Zhi then walked out with Qingdai. A strong smell of blood was floating in the air, and corpses were everywhere.

But they are all the corpses of those killers.

There were also casualties among the secret guards, but not many.

The girls in the building leaned out cautiously. They had never seen such a bloody scene, and screams suddenly rang out one after another.

After a long time, everyone finally mustered up the courage to gather together, still feeling a lingering fear.

The secret guards cleaned up the place quickly, and Qingdai asked the braver people in the building to clean up the bloodstains.

Not long after, officers and soldiers from South City rushed over.

In broad daylight, the commotion here was so loud that the frightened neighbors had already notified the authorities.

Song Zhi stepped forward to identify himself to the officers and soldiers, and then asked them to help clean up the bodies and bloodstains.

With their help, the building was cleaned up quickly.

In order not to affect Yunshui Youyou's business, Qingdai announced to the public that these killers were here to kill Ning Qingcheng, and Yunshui Youyou was just implicated.

The people immediately felt sympathy for Yunshui Youyou, thinking that it was tragic that they had only taken in an old woman out of kindness but had brought such a disaster upon themselves.

Many men threatened to come more often in the future to support the business and take care of these beautiful and kind young ladies.

Song Zhi buried Ning Qingcheng with great ceremony. There was no other useful information here, and she didn't want to stay here any longer. That night, she asked Qingdai to take her to bargain for a batch of rouge and powder, and prepared to leave the next day.

In order to avoid damage to the goods, she chose to travel by water.

A few days later, she returned to the capital safely.

Mu Nanqi had already received the message and was waiting at the dock. He was standing in a long gown with an upright posture. Even though his facial features could not be seen clearly from a distance, he still looked noble and elegant.

After getting off the boat, Song Zhi couldn't wait to throw herself into his arms.

He caught her steadily.

"Mu Nanqi, she's dead. I didn't bring her back."

There was a deep sense of loss in his tone.

Mu Nanqi held her hand tightly and said, "As long as you come back safely, nothing else matters."

"important!"

Song Zhi distanced himself, "You know, everything shows that you are 'her' son."

It's self-evident who this 'she' refers to.

Mu Nanqi pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes looking unfathomably deep.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "Without evidence, no one will believe it."

"There will be evidence!"

Song Zhi's eyes were firm. "There must be traces of what he did. I must find evidence to let the dog emperor know how ridiculous his behavior has been."

The son who has always been despised and suppressed is the jewel that should be held in the palm of one's hand. I hope the dog emperor can bear this fact.

Thinking of Ning Qingcheng's last words before she died, she said solemnly: "Huanpei, let's go find a midwife named Huanpei."

Recounting the key points of what happened in Nancheng, Song Zhi said, "She is the key to understanding your life story."

Mu Nanqi nodded and said, "I'll have someone check it out right away."

The two talked for a while before leaving the dock and arranging for servants to move the rouge and powder to the renovated yard.

Song Zhi gave this place a new name, "Shefang Youke".

At this time, the new plaque had been hung at the door, but because the store had not yet opened, it was covered with red silk and not displayed.

She ordered people to put rouge and powder on the custom-made shelves, and looked at the well-organized shop, nodding with satisfaction.

At this time, voices were heard outside the door. After entering the room, I saw that it was Qin Yue and Zhaodi and Pandi.

After they knew that this was Song Zhi's shop, they would come to help from time to time. Today they happened to meet Song Zhi.

Qin Yue was the first to speak up, "Miss Song is back. It looks different with the things on display here. It feels like they're selling things."

Looking at the three people who looked brand new, Song Zhi was very pleased. "It seems that you have adapted well in the capital."

The three men shed their previous dejection. Although they were still wearing coarse linen clothes, they were dressed neatly. Everyone's eyes were bright and they were full of hope for their future life.

Qin Yue lifted her hair and said, "As long as I have hands and feet and can earn money, there's nothing I can't adapt to. Lin'er has even gained a lot of weight."

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly fell on Mu Nanqi, who was silently directing the servants to put things away at the back. His eyes widened instantly with a look of amazement.

"She's really pretty, Miss Song. Who is that?"

Following her gaze, the other two also saw Mu Nanqi, and were all stunned by her beauty and couldn't recover for a long time.

They had never seen such a handsome person in their lives, as if he was a banished immortal from heaven.

This exiled immortal is very down-to-earth and helps with distribution of goods.

The only flaw is that this person has a cold and indifferent air about him, as if he doesn't want anyone to approach him.

Especially after hearing Qin Yue's words, the exiled immortal glanced over here, and that look was full of frost, as if it could freeze people to death.

The three of them shuddered unconsciously and took a step back in fear.

Song Zhi was amused by their actions.

They came from a remote small town. If it weren't for Fang Ning, they might never have set foot in the capital in their lives. It was normal that they didn't know Mu Nanqi.

She did not reveal the identity of the Third Prince, but only whispered, "This is my fiancé, but this matter cannot be announced to the public yet. Please keep it a secret for me."

The three of them nodded hurriedly in unison. They always felt that if they nodded a little slower, the fiancé would come over and slap them to death.

After clearing his throat with two dry coughs, Qin Yue said stiffly, "Okay, we will keep it a secret. The two of you are a perfect match and will definitely reconcile forever."

Zhaodi, standing by, tugged at Qin Yue cautiously with her finger. "It seems like they'll be happily married forever."

Zhaodi expressed her opinion seriously, "No, I heard my brother say it was 'qimeijuan' before."

The three of them argued back and forth, neither willing to give in. Song Zhi twitched his lips and corrected them, "It's about holding the case as high as the eyebrows."

It's hard for three people. A short four-character idiom can be misinterpreted in three different ways.