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"You want your mother-in-law to explain what she did wrong? From beginning to end, our Lu family has been the victim."

Song Qingqian scolded him with exasperation, "Lu Yunqi, you'd disregard your own mother's life and death for a woman?"

"If you're so capable, then solve it yourself. Don't rely on others. Or you might as well just become a son of the Yu family."

"you…"

Lu Yunqi was so angry that he jumped up and down. He couldn't argue with Song Qingqian, so he looked up at his mother earnestly.

The old lady sighed, "Fine, Qingqian is right. Let them cut ties if they want. Our Lu family really can't bring them any benefit anymore."

Seeing the old lady's attitude, Yu's father could no longer contain his anger. He kicked the big tree behind him twice in frustration and shouted:

“If you ever contact the Lu family again, you are no longer a member of the Yu family. I have no children as shameless as you!”

Song Qingqian raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully, "Lu Yunqi, did you hear that? I don't care if you have any shame, but don't embarrass the Lu family."

"Humph!"

Lu Yunqi glared at Song Qingqian and angrily went to the other side.

Song Qingqian patted the old lady on the back and comforted her, saying, "Mother-in-law, don't take it too hard. There will be plenty of troubles to come. It's not worth getting yourself sick from getting upset."

"Hey…"

The old lady patted Song Qingqian's hand, sighed repeatedly, and then pointed to a few people in the distance and asked:

"Are they from the Song family? They look like it."

Song Qingqian nodded and sat down next to the old lady before continuing.

"Not a single one is missing, they're all here!"

She suddenly laughed and pointed at the woman who was wrapped tightly in coarse linen clothing, saying:

“Mother-in-law, that’s Song Weilan.”

Why is she doing this?

Song Qingqian said indifferently, "They probably feel ashamed to face the Lu family, since they were in the wrong first."

"Hmph, you deserve it!"

Then the old lady frowned and said, "How could the Song family be exiled? I didn't even see that old emperor when I entered the palace."

"What else could it be? They've done too many evil deeds. I'll go and meet them."

Song Qingqian stood up and walked straight to Song Qianchou, glancing at the group and saying sarcastically:

"Oh, isn't this my cheap old man? Why are you also following the Lu family into exile? I thought you would get promoted and make a fortune after abandoning me, but I didn't expect you to become even more decadent."

"What are you doing here? Get back now! My Song family has no place for a lowly servant like you."

Madam Song glared at Song Qingqian and spoke with disgust. The day the old Taoist priest's magic was broken, he vomited several mouthfuls of black blood. On his deathbed, he instructed: As long as Song Qingqian lives, the Song family will have an inescapable misfortune.

Within two days of the marriage, the Song family was robbed and exiled, and her precious daughter was also…

"How are you still alive? You wretched servant should have died in the wedding sedan chair that day."

Song Qingqian smiled wickedly and nodded: "Song Qingqian, that cowardly and incompetent person, did indeed die in the bridal sedan chair, so I am the transmigrated Niohuru clan member Song Qingqian!"

"I've returned for revenge. I want to watch you all go to hell one by one! I want you to taste the torment that makes you wish you were dead!"

"you…"

Madam Song felt a chill run down her spine under her gaze. Song Qingqian now seemed like a demon crawling out of hell, every movement of hers was eerie.

Madam Song glanced at Song Qianchou to bolster her courage, then sneered, "No matter how much you struggle, you're still just a shameless, lowly servant, just like your shameless mother."

"To tell you the truth, you are not a member of the Song family at all. You are just an illegitimate child born from your mother's affair with a wild man outside. Otherwise, you would be less than a yellow dog in the manor."

"what?"

Song Qingqian stepped forward and grabbed Madam Song by the neck, demanding, "So this is your reason for not treating me like a human being?"

"Huh, what do you think?"

Madam Song sneered.

"You bastard, you've gone too far!"

Seeing this, Song Qianchou gritted his teeth in hatred and raised his hand to strike Song Qingqian.

Song Qingqian turned around and shielded Madam Song in front of her. Madam Song took a solid slap from Song Qianchou, and she was instantly stunned!

"Good strength, keep going, she definitely deserves it!"

Song Qingqian smiled and took a step back, observing coldly, and suggested:

"Why don't you two fight each other? That way, neither of you will lose out!"

"Song Qingqian, you bitch, you're here on purpose to cause trouble, aren't you?"

Song Weilan was furious and immediately tried to stand up for her parents, but Song Qingqian pulled off the coarse cloth covering her head.

"Ah~"

With a scream, Song Weilan frantically covered her head and crouched down on the ground.

"ah…"

It was Song Qingqian who called out. She quickly took two steps back, pointed at Song Weilan, and said:

"Song Weilan, you...you don't have some strange illness, do you? Oh dear! I must stay away from you, what if I get infected? I have to live well!"

"Song Qingqian!"

Song Qianchou spoke with a ferocious expression. He quickly covered Song Weilan's head with the fallen coarse cloth and hugged her trembling body.

"Lan'er, be good, don't be afraid, Daddy's here..."

Song Hansheng wanted to go up and teach Song Qingqian a lesson, but was pulled back by Madam Xu. He kicked Madam Xu to the ground and walked angrily toward Song Qingqian.

Song Qingqian raised an eyebrow at him, narrowed her eyes, and just as Song Hansheng was about to grab her collar and kneel down to kowtow to Song Weilan, Song Qingqian kicked him in the lower abdomen first.

"Uh~"

A scream rang out, and Madam Song's mind went blank for a moment before she rushed over. Her eldest son had been married for several years without a child, and Song Qingqian's kick might have ruined him.

Looking at the miserable family, Song Qingqian felt incredibly pleased. She warned them:

"I advise you to be smarter in the future and avoid me when you see me, otherwise, just thinking about all the things that happened in the past makes me want to skin you alive!"

"Song Qingqian, you unfilial daughter, you will die a horrible death!"

Song Qianchou cursed viciously, truly regretting that he hadn't killed her back then, otherwise the Song family wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

Song Qingqian curled her lips into a cold smile: "Filial piety? I'm no longer a member of the Song family, so what filial piety are you talking about?"

"We'll have to wait and see who will suffer the consequences."

After finishing her sentence, Song Qingqian turned and leisurely left.

"Boss, this woman is too wicked. How could she be so ruthless?"

As Jiang Ce served Sun Wuyin, he muttered in a low voice, "We need to be careful. With her around, those few members of the Lu family will be difficult to deal with."

Just as Sun Wuyin was about to shake his head in denial, he winced in pain and cried out, cursing:

"What do you know? It's only satisfying to conquer a woman like that."

"Lu Yunqi is nothing to worry about, but what about Lu Jingchuan? The higher-ups have instructed us to teach him a lesson."

Sun Wuyin smiled indifferently: "A cripple is too easy to deal with. Go tell them that apart from the exiles, not a single one will be left. Let's see how they leave without those few people. They'll have to beg me for mercy then..."

"it is good!"

Jiang Ce smiled obsequiously and nodded.

As soon as Song Qingqian arrived at the Lu family's place, she saw a man rushing over with a package in a hurry.

“Miss Song…”

"Find me?"

Chu Zhou nodded, and with a pained expression, handed over a heavy package.

Song Qingqian was a little puzzled. She thought about it carefully in her mind, but she couldn't find any information about the middle-aged man in front of her.

"I don't know you."

Chu Zhou gave a wry smile and explained, "But I know you. You are Sang Ran's daughter. We are old acquaintances. Now that I know you are going to exile, I am heartbroken, but I really can't help you much. Take these. You will need them on the difficult road to exile."

Song Qingqian opened it and saw that it was full of loose silver and a thick stack of silver notes.

Chu Zhou scratched his head sheepishly and explained with a smile, "I sold the old house and got this much for it. Don't mind it. There's some food in there too. I bought it on the way here. I don't know if it suits your taste."

"Thank you!"

Song Qingqian nodded: "I'll accept the food, but I'll leave the money for now. I don't want to owe you too much. The old house can't be sold; let's go and redeem it."

“My mother has been gone for so many years. I am very gratified that you still remember her. It is enough that you came to see me off. Nothing else is needed.”

“Miss Song…”

Chu Zhou watched Song Qingqian leave, his eyes filled with a forlorn look as he stared blankly at the package in his hands.

"Let's go back!"

Song Qingqian waved her hand with her back to him. Who Chu Zhou was was not important, and she didn't want to delve into it. The past was the past.