A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

Ji Qingqing hesitated, unsure how to broach the subject, torn between her cousin and her younger sister.

In her heart, she knew that her cousin was in the wrong this time.

She didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing her hesitant look, Song Zhili smiled and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I already told my brother not to break his legs. Let's just let it go this time. But if I catch him again next time, it might not be as easy as just breaking his legs."

When Ji Qingqing heard Song Zhili say that, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she raised her head and met Song Zhili's gaze. Suddenly, she felt a little afraid.

"Sister-in-law, you just heard him say that all of this was instigated by Sun Taohua. Do you believe him?"

Song Zhili didn't know Sun Taohua very well either.

But in such an urgent situation, there are only two possibilities for Sun Jiande to say that Sun Taohua instructed him to do so: either he deliberately wanted to frame Sun Taohua, or Sun Taohua really did instruct him to do so.

“Little sister, my cousin would never do such a thing. She has never been well received at my aunt’s house. I don’t believe she would let my cousin do such a thing.”

Ji Qingqing simply couldn't believe that Sun Taohua had orchestrated this.

Song Zhili nodded. "Sister-in-law, don't overthink it. I was just asking out of curiosity. Alright, it's getting late. You should go and rest for a while, it'll be dawn soon."

Ji Qingqing nodded, stood up, and walked into her room. Song Zhili also got up and saw her to the door, closed the door, then yawned, turned around, and went to lie down on her bed.

Thinking of Ji Qingqing's fearful expression just now, Song Zhili couldn't help but shake her head.

She wasn't lying to Ji Qingqing. She did tell Song Zidong not to break Sun Jiande's leg. The medicine she gave Sun Jiande earlier was poison.

After taking this medicine, he lost all interest in any woman, and from then on, he felt nothing in his lower body.

This is even more satisfying than breaking his legs. He's not married yet, and he can forget about getting married in the future.

Lost in thought, Song Zhili fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was already past ten o'clock the next day.

She got up and went to the yard to wash up. When Hu Cuicui saw that she was up, she asked her to go to the kitchen for breakfast.

Seeing this scene, Sun Taohua was very envious. She turned her head and said to Ji Qingqing, who was standing next to her, with envy, "Qingqing, Daya is so lucky. Aunt Hu is so good to her. I wish my mother could be so good to me."

Ji Qingqing saw envy in Sun Taohua's eyes, but she just smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

Seeing that Ji Qingqing ignored her, Sun Taohua pouted and turned her head back to continue her work.

Song Zhili went to the kitchen and ate a simple meal. Then she went to the yard and saw Song Ziming practicing his horse stance by himself, learning the movements that He Chengjing had taught him before. He was working very hard.

He thought that He Chengjing's injuries should have healed by now, so Song Ziming could go over and continue learning from him. With that in mind, she waved to Song Ziming.

Upon seeing this, Song Ziming immediately ran towards Song Zhili, asking, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Seeing that he was covered in sweat and his face was flushed, Song Zhili took out a handkerchief from her body and said, "Wipe the sweat off your forehead first, and then come out with me."

Song Ziming took the handkerchief from Song Zhili and wiped his face haphazardly before running out with her.

He caught up with Song Zhili in no time. He didn't ask her where she was taking him. He just followed her silently until they arrived at He Chengjing's house.

Song Ziming asked in confusion, "Sister, wasn't Brother He injured? Why are we at his house?"

Before Song Zhili could answer, the door to the house opened, and Qingfeng opened it. He Chengjing was sitting in the courtyard inside the house, leisurely drinking tea.

Song Zhili nodded to Qingfeng, then went inside and sat down opposite He Chengjing without any ceremony. She picked up a teacup, placed it in front of He Chengjing, and gestured for him to pour her a cup of tea.

He Chengjing looked up at her, then picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea.

Qingfeng and Song Ziming, who were standing at the door, were both dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Our master actually offered to pour tea for someone!"

"When did you become so familiar with Brother He, Sister?"

The two had different thoughts. After a while, Qingfeng invited Song Ziming into the room as well.

"He Chengjing, have you forgotten about my little brother? Your injuries should be almost healed by now, shouldn't you continue teaching him martial arts?"

Song Zhili took a sip of tea and thought it tasted pretty good.

"Well, I was planning to talk to you about having Song Ziming come over tomorrow. But since you've already brought him here today, Qingfeng, Song Ziming is in your care from now on. You must take good care of him."

"Yes."

Qingfeng respectfully responded, then turned his head to carefully examine Song Ziming. Song Ziming felt somewhat awkward under his scrutiny, and just as he was wondering what to do, Qingfeng spoke up.

"Come with me, we'll go to the back mountain together, and I'll teach you martial arts."

Song Ziming was somewhat surprised to hear this. He usually practiced his basic skills in the courtyard, so he didn't know why he was being called to the back mountain today.

But he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he obediently followed behind Qingfeng, and the two of them walked together towards the back mountain.

After the two of them left, He Chengjing looked at Song Zhili and carefully examined her from head to toe.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you staring at me like that?"

Song Zhili felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

"It's nothing, I just heard that something happened at your house yesterday? Are you alright?"

After asking the question, He Chengjing realized that he had asked something unnecessary. She had such powerful weapons that even the people who had been chasing him were no match for her. How could she possibly be in any danger?

"Wow, how come you're so well-informed? You know about what happened just yesterday. Tell me honestly, have you had someone watching me?"

He Chengjing felt a little guilty after hearing Song Zhili's words. He had indeed sent Qingfeng to protect her yesterday. When that situation occurred yesterday, just as Qingfeng was about to make a move, he saw Song Zhili hitting the thief hard with a stick.

Qingfeng had no choice but to retreat back into seclusion and not show his face again. This morning, Qingfeng came over and told him about what happened yesterday.

Upon learning that Song Dashan and Song Zidong had thrown Sun Jiande to the back mountain, he ordered Qingfeng to break Sun Jiande's legs.