About two hours later, Yang Juyuan's screams were full of vigor at first, but they gradually became softer and softer, and finally became completely silent. After a while, Ruan Xingzhu slowly walked out. Her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just cried. It was unknown whether it was because she was happy that she had gotten her revenge, or because she was sad that she was mourning her husband.
Looking at the bloodstains on her dress, Song Qingshu asked with concern, "Is Madam okay?"
Ruan Xingzhu shook her head and forced a smile. "She's fine. It's that man's blood."
Song Qingshu shuddered and thought to himself, "Don't mess with women. Women are too ruthless when they take revenge. Yang Juyuan must have suffered a torture no less than death by a thousand cuts."
Ruan Xingzhu took out the oil barrels she had prepared and poured them around the hut. Then, she took out a match and set the hut on fire. "By the time someone notices the fire here, Yang Juyuan will have been burned to ashes. No one will know that it was him who died."
Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "It's better to let people know his identity. If they see him die in front of his brother's grave, it might cause people to think that there's something wrong with your husband's death."
Ruan Xingzhu shook her head. "No, it's easy to make people suspect me. It's a special time now. If the Yang family has internal strife, it will take a long time to find out the truth. I don't have that much time. I need to take over the Yang family as soon as possible, so I can't announce Yang Juyuan's crimes. I can only continue to maintain his reputation as a loyal minister."
"You're really loyal to Han Xingzhou. You still don't forget to do things for him at this time." Song Qingshu naturally knew why she took over the Yang family. It was mostly to support Han Xingzhou. Besides, hearing the unwillingness in her tone, he couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Yang Juyuan was tortured like that. Obviously, she didn't want him to lose his reputation, so she could only vent her anger in this way.
"Minister Han has done a great favor for our family. We can only repay it with our lives." Ruan Xingzhu sighed as if this was her predestined fate.
"Let's go. The fire is soaring. Someone will probably come to check soon." After saying this, Song Qingshu took her away.
After returning to the Mirror Lake, Ruan Xingzhu said to him, "I'm covered in blood. I need to go back to my room to take a bath and change my clothes …"
Song Qingshu nodded and let her leave. At this time, even if he heard about bathing, he did not have any romantic thoughts in his heart. After all, she had just come back from mourning for her husband and was extremely sad. He was not a beast, so how could he have other thoughts?
"I wonder where Ying Ying is now." Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Song Qingshu thought it was no wonder that people in ancient times wrote poems. There was no phone, no video chat, and the isolation between people was something that people in his previous life could never experience. It was easy to be sentimental in the dead of night.
However, he quickly composed himself and began to think about his next itinerary. Originally, he had planned to enter Sichuan with Ren Yingying to find out what had happened to Linghu Chong. Now that Linghu Chong's matter had been resolved, Sichuan was in a mess. He keenly sensed that this place was full of great opportunities.
Unfortunately, he was not sure how to seize these opportunities. The main reason was that he had almost no power base here, so many of his plans could not be carried out.
"Forget it. Now that the people in Sichuan are fighting with each other, I'll just sit on the sidelines and watch from the sidelines. I'll see if there are any good opportunities in the future." Song Qingshu thought for a long time, but in the end, he could only come up with a plan that was not really a plan.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. "Young Master, are you resting?"
"No." Hearing that it was Ruan Xingzhu's voice, Song QingShu was somewhat surprised. He got up and opened the door, only to see a woman dressed in plain and light colored clothes. Her oval face was as white as snow under the hazy moonlight. Her eyes under her beautiful eyebrows seemed to have a layer of misty light in them. She had a smooth and elegant nose bridge, rosy and alluring lips, and a slender and fair neck. From time to time, her lovely and moving temperament would reveal boundless charm.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, but he controlled his emotions very well. After all, the other party was wearing white mourning clothes. He really should not have any other thoughts.
"Madam bathes quite quickly." Song Qingshu was speaking the truth. In his impression, a woman's bath would take at least two to four hours.
Ruan Xingzhu smiled faintly. "Young Master, you didn't invite me in. Instead, you started talking about bathing with a woman. Don't you think it's a little frivolous?"
Song Qingshu was startled. He smiled bitterly and said, "It's my fault. There aren't so many rules in my hometown. I'm used to speaking without thinking." As he spoke, he moved to the side and invited her in. When she walked past him, she carried a wisp of fragrance with her. However, this fragrance was not the smell of rouge and face powder. Instead, it was the natural and fresh smell of a bath.
"Young Master, please close the door." Ruan Xingzhu placed the wooden plate in her hand on the table and took out a few exquisite dishes.
Song Qingshu felt strange. Was she hinting at something?
As if she saw through his thoughts, Ruan Xingzhu faintly sighed. "Although the two of us are beautiful like the moon and the moon, we can't stand up to gossip. It's not good for others to see me in Young Master's room."
Beautiful like the moon and the moon and the moon? Song Qingshu thought to himself as he closed the door. In his mind, he thought of the time when the two of them were on the river before they arrived in Chengdu. He wondered if Madam had some misunderstanding about this word. However, seeing that she didn't mention it, he thought of the pain she had gone through these past few days. It wasn't convenient for him to say anything.
"Young Master, in order to avenge me, you hid in the outskirts for an entire day. You didn't eat much, so I asked Pei 'er to prepare some food and wine." Ruan Xingzhu placed the plates on the table as she spoke in a soft voice. Her voice was originally as delicate as a young girl's. At this moment, her soft voice was incomparably comfortable.
Ruan Xingzhu poured two cups of wine and slowly brought them in front of Song Qingshu. "It's all thanks to Young Master that I was able to avenge me this time!"
Song QingShu noticed that the white wrist exposed in her sleeve seemed to be whiter than the mourning clothes on her body. He secretly sighed in admiration. Women born in Jiangnan's water villages were indeed like water.
"You are currently in mourning. Would it be inappropriate for you to drink?" Song Qingshu was somewhat hesitant.
Ruan Xingzhu smiled bitterly. "If Zhenzhong knows in the underworld, he would definitely want me to toast you with a cup of wine."
"Since that's the case, I won't be unreasonable." Song Qingshu lightly clinked his cup with hers and drank the wine in one gulp. He felt a little strange. He thought to himself, If your husband knew in the underworld, he probably wouldn't thank me …
Following that, Ruan Xingzhu poured another cup of wine and toasted him. "Right now, Minister Han is in a precarious situation. Our Ruan family is also in a precarious situation. After today, we don't know what tomorrow will be like …"
Hearing the weakness and exhaustion in her voice, Song Qingshu replied, "Madam, have you forgotten our agreement? In the future, you can rely on the Golden Snake Camp. I can provide protection for your Ruan family."
Ruan Xingzhu shook her head slightly. "Of course I haven't forgotten. But who wants to change sides? If possible, I still hope that Minister Han can tide over this crisis."
The two of them drank and chatted. After a while, an intoxicating blush gradually appeared on Ruan Xingzhu's delicate and fair face. Her beautiful starry eyes glowed with an indescribable light. "I have something to ask Young Master to help me with."
"Just say it, Madam. As long as I can do it, I will do my best." Song Qingshu was also a little tipsy. The relationship between the two of them was a little strange. They seemed like enemies and friends at the same time, lovers and strangers at the same time.
Ruan Xingzhu didn't immediately say what she wanted. She just stared at him inexplicably. "Young Master will definitely be able to do this, and it will only be a slight effort."
"Then there is no reason to refuse." Song Qingshu also became interested and looked at her curiously.
"Just now in front of Zhenzhong's grave, did Young Master hear what Yang Juyuan said to me?" Ruan Xingzhu still didn't answer. Instead, she brought up the previous matter.
Song Qingshu didn't understand what she meant. He subconsciously replied, "It's just the crazy bites of a mad dog before it dies. Madam, you don't have to take it to heart."
Ruan Xingzhu slowly shook her head and said in an inexplicable tone, "I didn't care about the other things he said. But there was one thing he said that hit my soft spot."
"What is it?" Song Qingshu looked at her in puzzlement.
"He said that he is the only one left in the Yang family now. If he is killed, the Yang family's lineage will end. Even if Big Brother knows about this in the underworld, he won't agree to kill him." Ruan Xingzhu's face turned pale when she said this. She directly drank a cup of wine before continuing, "He also said that I will be cursed by the ancestors of the Yang family because I ended the Yang family's lineage." After saying this, she felt a chill and couldn't help but hug her arms.
Song Qingshu took off his coat and put it on her. He couldn't help but frown. "Madam, why do you care about these crazy words? If the ancestors of the Yang family are really watching from the heavens, why would they watch him kill his brother and tyrannize his sister-in-law?"
Ruan Xingzhu shook her head. "Young Master, you don't understand the thinking of big families like us. We don't discuss right or wrong when we do anything. Instead, we consider the interests of the family. As the saying goes, there are three ways to be unfilial, and the worst is to have no descendants. No matter how many mistakes Yang Juyuan has made, it's not as serious as ending the Yang family's lineage."
Song Qingshu nodded. In this world, the concept of clans and their obsession with incense was indeed something that later generations would not be able to understand. It should be known that in his era, having a daughter was gradually more popular among young people than having a son. Be it in terms of spending in the future or how considerate they would be when they grew up, sons were far inferior to daughters.
"Actually, this isn't impossible. The Yang family is such a big family. There are bound to be a few distant relatives. Can't we just find someone of suitable age to adopt?" Song Qingshu thought of an idea.
Ruan Xingzhu said, "How can it be so easy? The Yang family has always been small. Who knows how many generations of distant relatives we have? They are no longer of the same bloodline as us. Moreover, I don't want the family business that I have worked so hard to build to benefit an outsider who has no blood relations with me! "
Song QingShu smiled bitterly and said, "There's no other way …"
Ruan Xingzhu suddenly said, "Actually, there's another way. I just need Young Master's help."
"What?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
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