Sometimes, the most painful moment wasn't when you had lost everything, but when you had lost everything and were at your lowest, the person you had bullied was standing in front of you gloriously.
Qu Wang Zhi looked at the silver in the hands of the taijian in front of him. He might be a bit of a wastrel but he knew that the amount of silver in this bag wasn't small. It was enough for a normal family to live for ten or twenty years without doing anything. But even though he didn't have anything right now, he didn't want to take this bag of silver.
Liang shi, who had been wiping away her tears, angrily snatched the silver from Ming He's hands and threw it on the ground. Pointing at Qu Qing Ju sitting upright in the carriage, she declared: "We don't need your fake help at this time!"
The snow-white silver rolled out of the cotton pouch and scattered on the ground. Under the sunlight, it was even more dazzling. The bystanders at the side saw this scene and started to whisper with their heads lowered.
Qu Hui Xue supported her grandmother. Hearing the ridicule of the bystanders towards Chang De Gong Fu, she awkwardly lowered her head. She saw an ingot of silver that had rolled to her feet. For some reason, she suddenly remembered a day three years ago when taitai had thrown the teacup at da jie's feet in the same way.
That cup of tea was very hot. It was clearly the beginning of summer. She could even see the white smoke that rose when the tea splashed onto da jie's feet. But at that time, da jie had been burying her head and she couldn't see the expression on da jie's face.
For some reason, she suddenly felt slightly happy. Liang shi, who had been famous for more than a decade, Liang shi, who had treated her mother harshly, had finally landed in such a state. Thinking about it, a smile appeared on Qu Hui Xue's face. She crouched down to pick up the silver at her feet. Blowing away the dust on the silver, she put it into the pouch at her waist.
Liang shi didn't notice her actions. Qu lao taitai saw but didn't say a word. She wasn't smart, but she could see the situation better than Liang shi so she wouldn't do anything that would cause others to gossip.
Liang shi could never have thought that there would be a day when her and Qu Qing Ju's positions would switch. The yahuan in her memories would become high above, and she would become a lowly commoner. She was both hateful and discontent. She placed the source of all this misfortune on Qu Qing Ju sitting in the carriage.
Qu Qing Ju calmly looked at Liang shi. This woman did have a bit of beauty, but it was just a bit. She couldn't even understand how infatuated the Duke of Chang De was with her that he would kill his wife in such a frenzy. Such a heartless man, did he really know what love was?
Looking at Liang shi who had lost all sense of reason and was swearing, Qu Qing Ju felt the unwillingness in the depths of her heart gradually dissipate. She touched her chest and seemed to see the lonely and helpless little girl spending her days and nights in Chang De Gong Fu, seeing her marry into the wang fu, seeing her resist the approach of men, watching her silently lie on the carved bed with her eyes closed.
He noticed Qu Qing Qu Qu and lightly holding her, "Qu Qu Qu Qu Qu Qu in her."
Qu Qing Ju's gaze met his eyes. She suddenly smiled and slowly shook her head, replying: "Nothing." She moved her gaze to Liang shi and bowed as she walked out of the carriage. She gave her hand to Mu Jin who was standing beside the carriage. Stepping on the wooden stool, she walked step by step in front of Liang shi who had an ugly expression. In a small voice, she said: "If you keep arguing like this, you're not doing good for your children. Has no one ever told you that I hold grudges?"
Liang shi wanted to roar in anger, but when she saw the smile on Qu Qing Ju's face, she couldn't say a word. She turned to look at her son and thought of her daughter who was still a ce fei in Rui Wang Fu. She gritted her teeth, asking: "What do you want to do?"
"You guess," Qu Qing Ju exhaled deeply and took a few steps back, "You have taken care of me for so many years. Whenever I think back to the past, I feel my heart surge and I can't control myself."
"You whore!" Liang shi reached out to grab Qu Qing Ju's face but was pushed away by Ming He. He shouted: "How dare you. Wang fei thought that Qu lao taitai was old and specially sent silver for you to live more comfortably. It's fine if you don't know the gratitude, but you want to harm wang fei. You really are vicious."
The surrounding crowd saw the situation and automatically imagined that Duan Wang Fei, who had once been abused by Chang De Gong Fu, felt sympathy for Qu lao taitai's old age and specially came to send silver. The result was that the vicious stepmother scolded her angrily when she saw her, without a hint of regret. It seemed that this Liang shi was even more vicious than the rumors. She didn't know how such a kind and filial Duan Wang Fei had survived all these years under her evil claws.
Qu Qing Ju looked with pain at Liang shi who was being supported by Qu Wang Zhi. She said helplessly: "Since you don't welcome me, I won't appear in front of you in the future." She bowed in the direction of Qu lao taitai, "Please take care."
After doing this, Qu Qing Ju's expression was very dispirited as she held Mu Jin's hand to return to the carriage. When the curtain on the carriage was put down, the disappointment on her face gradually disappeared. She loved to see Liang shi live in fear every day.
Maybe she had to worry every day that she, as Duan Wang Fei, would harm her children, maybe she lived in hatred of herself every day, but that wasn't important anymore.
"Let's go back," He Heng smiled as he held her hand.
Qu Qing Ju smiled as she nodded, "Let's go."
The people of Duan Wang Fu left and the surrounding people gradually dispersed. Before the Qu Family could react, a few ruffians suddenly ran over, picked up the silver on the ground and disappeared without a trace.
Qu Wang Zhi looked at the ruffians running in all directions and then turned to look at his own family. In that moment, he felt, the world was so big, but there was no place for them.
"Let's go," Qu lao taitai stomped her walking stick and looked coldly at Liang shi, "What are you still standing here for? This place doesn't belong to the Qu Family anymore." Finishing, she supported Qu Hui Xue to leave.
Liang shi looked at her son and could only helplessly follow the steps of lao taitai. But at every place she passed, there were many people pointing at her and spitting on the ground when they saw her.
She looked in bewilderment at these people and finally understood. She wasn't a duke or furen anymore. She didn't have any more glory or wealth. She didn't have anything, and there was also a daughter left behind by a whore who wanted to plot against her.
Finished, it was all finished.
Spring gradually passed and the heat of summer slowly arrived. Qu Qing Ju didn't like to go out at this time. Most of the time, she would hide in the cool and ventilated rooms, wearing a silk dress as she waved her beauty fan and listened to Jin Zhan and Huang Yang tell her the big and small gossip of Jing City.
A few days ago, what surprised Qu Qing Ju the most was that Qu Hui Xue was asked to marry into the family by a xiucai. This xiucai didn't have any parents, but his family had good land and servants. What was even more surprising was that this xiucai's mother had once been a good friend of Qu Hui Xue's birth mother. After the xiucai married her, he didn't mistreat her because of Chang De Gong Fu's past. The two of them got along very well.
This was probably the most dramatic thing that had happened to Qu Qing Ju since she came to this era. This matter also proved that sometimes, life was more surprising than stories. After learning of the matter, she had Xiao Gan Zi send a number of suitable congratulatory gifts to Qu Hui Xue. Among them, there was a list of past imperial examination questions and excellent answers. It could be considered her blessings to the two of them.
Qu Hui Xue didn't have frequent contact with Qu Qing Ju because of this. She only solemnly wrote a letter of thanks and had someone send over some fresh fruits and vegetables as well as her own embroidery. After that, she peacefully lived her days.
"Wang fei, this is the new Lily White Fungus and Luohan Fruit Soup that the servants have made. Have some to cool off the summer heat," Yin Liu carried a bowl of soup and put it in front of Qu Qing Ju. She took a fan from a yahuan beside her and unhurriedly waved the fan for Qu Qing Ju. Looking at the white flashing sun outside, she exhaled, "These days are getting hotter and hotter. I don't know when it's going to rain."
"You just came in from outside. There's ice in the room. Be careful not to get sick," Mu Jin pulled Yin Liu further away from the ice. She smiled as she took the fan from her hand, "You're sweating all over, don't suffocate wang fei."
Yin Liu instantly cried out. The two fought for a while and Qu Qing Ju couldn't help but laugh. She put down the spoon and ordered, "Stop messing around. Let the kitchen make a bowl of iced sour plum soup for you to shut your mouths."
"That's good, nubi definitely won't mess around," Mu Jin smiled as she walked next to Qu Qing Ju to fan her. She looked towards the door and saw Huang Yang run in while wiping his sweat. She couldn't help but furrow her brow. Huang Yang usually didn't do things in such a hurry. Did something happen?
"Wang fei, just now, wang ye sent a message. He said that he probably won't be returning to the fu in the next few days," Huang Yang's head was covered in sweat. The back of his clothing was soaked and he panted as he spoke.
"Pour a bowl of herbal tea for Huang Yang," Qu Qing Ju said with a grave expression, "Did something happen in the palace?"
Even though Huang Yang was concerned about his image in front of wang fei, the speed at which he drank the tea was clearly faster than usual. After a bowl of tea, he used his sleeve to wipe the corner of his mouth and said: "Ming He gonggong sent a message that the Emperor suddenly fainted in court today. All the taiyi on duty in the Imperial Hospital have been summoned into the palace. Wang ye is also staying in the palace right now. He's afraid that wang fei will worry so he specially sent a message to you."
Was Qing De Emperor He meimei? He would come every few days. Qu Qing Ju furrowed her brows. She felt that He Heng was much more proactive today than when Qing De Emperor was sick. Was it that Qing De Emperor's illness this time was dangerous?
Looking at the yahuan in the room that didn't dare to speak, she said in a heavy voice: "Send down the order. Before wang ye returns, the fu will not entertain guests. Anyone that has to leave the fu for business must report to the steward and register. When they leave, when they return, everything has to be recorded clearly. If anyone disobeys, they will be thrown out of the wang fu."
Huang Yang's eyebrows jumped. He pushed down the panic in his heart: "Yes, this one will pass it down."
After Huang Yang left, Mu Jin said uneasily: "Wang fei, this matter … …"
"Fuhuang is the son of Heaven and must be protected by the Heavens," Qu Qing Ju picked up the spoon to take a sip of the lily and white fungus Luohan soup. Her expression was calm as she ordered, "Tell the servants to keep their mouths shut. If I hear anything they shouldn't say, they will all be heavily punished."
"Yes," Mu Jin detected wang fei's caution. Exchanging a look with Yin Liu, she hurriedly retreated to manage the servants.
When the bowl of lily and white fungus Luohan soup was finished, Qu Qing Ju took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the corner of her mouth. She stood and walked to the bedside. A gust of wind rose and thick black clouds gradually appeared on the horizon. It made the sky appear half bright and half dark.
"Wang fei, nubi thinks that it's going to rain," Yu Zan saw that the wind was too strong and was afraid that the window would be blown over and block wang fei's view, so she used her hand to push against the window. She looked at the sky and sighed: "Such a strong wind, and the black clouds are thick. The rain that's about to fall won't be small."
Qu Qing Ju smiled: "Who cares how heavy it is. After it rains, it will stop. We're in the room, what's there to be afraid of?"
Staring at the approaching black clouds, Qu Qing Ju's brows furrowed slightly. She felt uneasy.
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