Spring Drunk Chang'an

Xiao Chuo stared at Liu Chang'an with her smoky eyes. Her eyes were extremely bright, and the smile on the corner of her lips seemed full of anticipation and hope, yet also faintly filled with sadness and pain.

He frowned slightly and wanted to say something.

Song came hurriedly, "Your Highness, Chang'an, I heard something happened in Rongxiyuan?"

"what happened?"

"Nothing!" Liu Changan quickly wiped away her tears, hiding her sorrow deep in her heart. A bright smile spread across her lips, "It's all right now."

The tragedy of the previous life will never happen again.

But Song didn't believe it and kept asking about it.

Seeing this, Xiao Chuo did not want to get involved and took the initiative to say goodbye and leave.

Song took Liu Chang'an back to the main courtyard. At that time, Liu Laishun and Liu Ai also returned home and were summoned.

As soon as the couple entered the room, before Song could ask, Liu Ai's eyes turned red. She knelt down, hugged her legs, and started crying.

Song hurried to help her, "Qingmei, what's wrong with you?"

"Wang'er was released from prison. That's a good thing. Why are you crying?"

"My girl, my third young lady, you have been wronged. Why would the Liu family let you down like this?"

Liu Ai burst into tears, her face covered with tears and snot.

"The Duke is a philanderer, keeping mistresses outside, and there's no peace at home. Young lady, I found witchcraft in the Buddha statue at home, not the Buddhist scriptures!"

"Someone is trying to use this servant to plot against you. You are such a good person, you are kind to the poor and weak in the mansion, and you never act like a scoundrel. How could they harm you like this?"

"Witchcraft?" Song exclaimed, looking at the maid who had accompanied her since childhood crying miserably. Thinking of Yuanniang outside Duke Liu's mansion, her nose felt sore and her eyes became moist.

"No, no way? How is that possible?" she murmured.

Liu Ai cried so hard that she hiccupped and kept shouting, "Yes, it's true."

Song was so moved by her cry that she leaned over and hugged her, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Liu Changan bit his lips tightly, his eyes were red, and he almost didn't dare to look at them.

Both of her mothers died tragically in their previous lives.

"...Madam, someone is plotting against you..." She choked up, recounting the entire story. She then took out the piece of cloth from the voodoo doll she had left behind, "...I've checked, and this is snowflake cloth from Songjiang Prefecture. It was awarded by the Empress last year, and our prefecture received five pieces."

"You gave two horses to the old lady as a gift, the second lady and the young ladies received two, and you kept one for yourself..."

"I made clothes for Qingru!" Song murmured while wiping her tears.

So Aunt Lai is the one who took Liu Qingru's?

Liu Changan thought about it in his heart but didn't say it.

Without evidence, Song would not believe that her own daughter had harmed her. She loved her child so much, and she couldn't bear to blame Liu Qingru for making her kneel down in shame in front of the old lady.

But, but I am your child!

Liu Changan held back his tears and acted as if nothing had happened. "There are only a few pieces of snowflake cloth. Madam, please investigate carefully and you should be able to find out who it ended up in."

"Also, I'm afraid that the person who reported my family to the old lady today may also have something to do with it."

"Madam, please check more."

"What kind of life have I been living? It's so confusing, with internal and external troubles..." Song's eyes were red and her back slumped.

Liu Ai and Liu Chang'an wanted to comfort her anxiously but hadn't even opened their mouths yet.

Song suddenly gritted her teeth and wiped away her tears. "Forget it. I'd rather make a scene and lose face than be a clueless dead ghost."

"I want to see who wants to harm me."

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When Song was angry in the main courtyard, Liu Qingru was also angry.

Cuizhuxuan, the inner bedroom.

She stiffened her neck and shook off Aunt Lai's hand, shouting, "Aunt, didn't you say that this time you would make Liu Changan and his family completely ruined?"

"Why didn't it succeed? She actually got the limelight?"

"Do you know that when she walked out the door, she looked back at me, challenging me. How dare that lowly servant, a mere slave!"

Liu Qingru was so angry that she cried.

"Miss, please calm down. No one wants this to happen. It was just your fault..." Aunt Lai stepped forward and patted her on the back, trying to comfort her.

Liu Qingru didn't appreciate it, turned around and dodged, glaring at her fiercely, "What are you talking about? You are useless, wuwuwu, and you said you would vent my anger for me."

"I went to see it excitedly and even complained on your behalf, but in the end, others watched me being so excited?"

"I am too embarrassed to see anyone."

When she thought of the subtle mocking looks the three younger sisters from the second house gave her, Liu Qingru was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

Aunt Lai said kindly, "Miss, what's the big deal? Liu Changan just got rid of his brother's status. Her whole family is still in the mansion. If it doesn't work this time, I don't believe they can get away with it next time."

She felt regretful that her witchcraft plot had failed, but she was not too disappointed.

With internal strife, nothing can be accomplished.

It takes a hundred plans to succeed once.

"Declassification is nothing? It's so easy to say, Auntie, don't forget that you are also a slave. Your indenture is still in my mother's hands."

Liu Qingru rolled her eyes.

Aunt Lai was the old lady's distant niece and was brought in as a concubine. In order to reassure Song, Duke Liu made her sign a document of selling herself to ensure that she would never affect Song's status as mistress.

In return for her kindness, Mrs. Song was extremely tolerant towards Aunt Lai.

But being a half-slave was still something Aunt Lai hated deeply, and Liu Qingru had hurt her heart.

"Miss, you, what you said is so chilling."

Aunt Lai's eyebrows were raised and her face was pale.

Liu Qingru suddenly choked, her eyes a little timid, but she stiffened her neck and refused to give in.

The two were deadlocked.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened from the outside, and Liu Wenrui came in with a cold face. He asked, "Qingru, I heard that you filed a complaint and killed my servant!"

"what happened?"

he questioned.

Liu Qingru was stunned, her eyes wide open for a long moment before she burst into tears, "Second brother, I'm already angry enough, and you still want to scold me? I'm just a servant, gone, gone. Do you think having a sister like me is important?"

"You don't care about me at all."

"You've gone too far."

"I, I..." Liu Wenrui was stunned, feeling a little annoyed, but he loved his sister, so he suppressed his anger and said in a soft voice: "Qingru, I didn't cry even though I lost my servant."

"why are you crying?"

"I'm just so angry. Liu Chang'an was disrespectful to me, his master, and he should have been beaten to death. However, my mother said she was a good person, and my grandmother told me to get along well with her. She even rescued my brother with such a grand ceremony. But that son of a bitch, who even threw away my birthday present, wasn't beaten to death, but was allowed to leave the house unharmed."

"I feel so wronged." Liu Qingru was angry and annoyed. She turned around and grabbed the corner of Liu Wenrui's clothes, "Second brother, please vent my anger for me."

"My, my grandmother just said that she was a loyal servant..." Liu Wenrui choked.

"How about going to ask the eldest young master?" Aunt Lai suddenly said.