Confiscating property? A stunningly beautiful substitute bride empties the national treasury and is

Quan Gouzi glanced at Song Qingqian, then turned back to look at Jiang Ce, his heart trembling. This woman was too strange; he really didn't dare to do it.

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"

Jiang Ce rebuked him coldly, sounding as if he were disappointed in his son.

"it is good."

Quan Gouzi echoed, slowly walking towards Song Qingqian, intending to take the dagger from her hand.

Suddenly, the dagger slipped from Song Qingqian's hand and fell to the ground. She blinked, smiled, and spoke with a hint of apology:

"Sorry, my hand slipped!"

Quan Gouzi silently bent down and carefully picked up the dagger from the ground, preparing to hand it to Jiang Ce.

In an instant, he felt an unbearable itching on his skin from the spot where the dagger touched him, and in a short while, the itch spread from his palm to his entire body.

Soon, the dog collapsed to the ground, convulsing, and kept scratching at its skin with its paws.

Upon seeing this, everyone was so frightened that they took a few steps back, fearing that they too would be cursed.

Jiang Ce's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened as he stared at Quan Gouzi, then turned to Song Qingqian, unable to utter a single word.

Song Qingqian looked at Jiang Ce with a mocking smile and said, "Sir, I told you there was a curse, why didn't you believe me? Now that you've seen it for yourself, do you still want this dagger?"

Seeing the soldiers rolling around on the ground, Qian was so frightened that she couldn't catch her breath and fainted.

"Mother, Mother, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Lu Haofeng rushed forward and picked her up, accusingly saying, "Song Qingqian, if anything happens to my mother, I will fight you to the death!"

Song Qingqian smiled brightly and explained, "Your mother wasn't under any witchcraft, she won't die."

"It's not a big deal now, but if you delay any longer, it's hard to say what will happen if you bleed too much."

"You...you wait!"

Lu Haofeng left with a very firm statement, picked up Qian Shi, and went to find a doctor.

Seeing that the complainants had all left, Jiang Ce pondered for a moment and then ordered, "Song Qingqian, if you can lift the curse on Quan Gouzi, I won't confiscate this dagger!"

Song Qingqian shook her head: "That won't do, I don't have that ability. But judging from his appearance, the curse isn't too deep yet. He'll get over the itching in a few days and it won't kill him."

"Didn't you just say there was no cure? Now you're saying the curse isn't deep enough? Are you trying to trick me?"

Jiang Ce no longer believes a word Song Qingqian says. This woman is too cunning. He now thinks that the best course of action is to minimize contact and avoid being taken advantage of.

Song Qingqian said with a clever and flattering tone, "Sir, it's the same idea. Anyway, I have no other choice. Why don't you have someone tie him up? That way he won't scratch around and his life won't be in danger. That's the safest way."

After finishing her sentence, Song Qingqian picked up the dagger that had fallen to the ground, wiped it clean with a coarse linen cloth, and pointed it at several soldiers, saying:

"Or should I give it to you?"

“No, no, no~”

Several officers and soldiers hurriedly shook their heads and then cautiously shrank back.

Song Qingqian walked up to Jiang Ce and smiled, "Sir, would you like some?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you can't hold a 1 because your hand is injured. How about I tuck it into your shirt for you?"

Jiang Ce panicked when he saw her approaching with a dagger and shouted, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way now!"

"Alright, then I've disturbed you, sir. Since there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

Seeing that Jiang Ce didn't move, Song Qingqian leisurely walked back and sat on the floor mat.

Jiang Ce habitually gritted his teeth, but the sudden movement aggravated his wound, causing him to cry out in pain. He then spoke angrily:

"What are you all looking at? Move it out!"

"You guys go up and tie up all the dogs and drag them away. Don't create panic here."

Jiang Ce stood there like a wooden statue, then Lu Lanyue cautiously approached and asked:

"Third sister-in-law, is this dagger really cursed? We just used it to cut the meat, could we be cursed too?"

Song Qingqian chuckled softly and explained in a low voice, "No, I was just lying to them."

"Can…"

Lu Lanyue looked up again at the soldier who was bound hand and foot; he looked really badly injured…

"It's alright, just rest and relax, don't worry about it."

"All right!"

Lu Lanyue nodded silently. Her third sister-in-law was one of their own, and she certainly wouldn't harm them. She shouldn't be suspicious.

On the Song family's side, Song Qingqian's actions caused quite a stir.

Madam Song said sternly, "What did I tell you? This slut is a menace; she should have been hanged long ago."

“That old Taoist is right. With her ruthlessness, the consequences will be severe, and she will exact her revenge on Wei Lan. Look at my poor daughter…”

"I don't care, you must eliminate this threat! That bitch Song Qingqian cannot be allowed to live, otherwise... otherwise our whole family will be cursed to death by her sooner or later!!"

Before Madam Song could finish speaking, Song Weilan began to sob aggrievedly.

"Father, I really can't live like this... I might as well just kill myself."

No, my poor daughter!

As he spoke, Song Qianchou quickly hugged Song Weilan and comforted her with heartache, "Don't worry, my dear daughter, your father will definitely stand up for you."

"Although Father hates her terribly, she can't die right now. Didn't you see how smug she was?"

They not only have chicken, but also pork knuckle. She'll bring it out again tomorrow, and Dad will go and get some for you.

She grew up in the Song family, and even if we haven't done anything particularly meritorious over the years, we've certainly put in a lot of hard work. She can't just abandon us.

"Father, is this alright? Didn't you see how miserable Qian Shi looked just now? What if..."

"Your father is different from her, just wait and see!"

Song Qianchou confidently promised.

Madam Song and Song Weilan exchanged a glance and said nothing more. Only the second son's family came to see them off during their exile.

The package that arrived contained only fifty taels of silver and five steamed buns, nothing else. They had smelled the aroma of the braised pork knuckle from afar…

With the relationship between the two families in such a state, the only breakthrough point is Song Qianchou, and they are willing to take a desperate gamble.

Just as Song Qingqian finished applying medicine to Lu Jingchuan by the firelight, she saw Lu Yunqi walking back with his head down, looking dejected and limping.

She suppressed a laugh and poked Lu Jingchuan, whispering, "Your second brother looks like he's been beaten up again. Why can't he be more careful?"

Lu Jingchuan turned to look at the two people struggling, his brows furrowing deeply. This humble and submissive Lu Yunqi was someone he was completely unfamiliar with.

"Oh, my little cousin isn't only not upset, she's even angry... What a loss..."

Just as Song Qingqian finished speaking sarcastically, she heard the old man of the Yu family roar loudly, "You bastards, if you two get together again, I'll break your legs!"

"uncle…"

"roll!"

Lu Yunqi was kicked hard by the old man from the Yu family, and fell heavily to the side, clutching his leg and unable to stand up.

Yu Ke'er shrank behind her father in fear, not daring to look at Lu Yunqi, and cried cautiously.