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Song Qingyan stared at her, feeling uneasy. "Won't something go wrong this time?"

Every time Liu said she would find a solution, she only made things worse for her.

She married someone like Jiang Sheng and lost her virginity to him; things couldn't get any worse.

"Yan'er, it won't happen again, you believe me!" Madam Liu's eyes were sincere.

Song Qingyan still didn't dare to fully trust her.

She hated Jiang Sheng, the Jiang family, the Lu family, Song Qingning, and the Liu family, but she could only rely on the Liu family.

She can't believe everything she hears; she needs to be vigilant, cautious, and find a way out.

Song Qingyan's eyes remained greedy as she thought of Mingyue Xian.

After leaving the West Courtyard, Song Qingyan hid in the courtyard where she used to live. She didn't want to go back to the Jiang family and wanted to wait for her parents to return so she could apologize and beg for forgiveness.

Before Marquis Yongning and Madam Lu returned to their residence, the Jiang family came to demand their return.

"Madam said that if the young mistress does not return, she will come to fetch her herself."

The Jiang family servants relayed the message to Lord Song.

If it weren't for the suffering she endured in prison and the need for Madam Jiang to recuperate, she would have come today to continue demanding her dowry.

The old Marquis also knew that the Jiang family was like a stubborn plaster; once they stuck to you, you couldn't get rid of them.

Jiang Sheng's absence from the list suggests that the rumor that he was favored by Prince Rui was false, and that Jiang Sheng was of no value to him.

Song Qingyan lost her value after marrying Jiang Sheng.

The old Marquis did not want to be entangled with the Jiang family again because of Song Qingyan, so he immediately ordered Song Qingyan to be sent back to the Jiang family.

Song Qingyan cried and refused to leave, but the old Marquis threw her out of the manor and closed the gates.

When Song Qingning returned from the capital city office, she saw Song Qingyan banging on the gate of the Marquis's mansion.

"Grandfather, please have someone open the door. Yan'er doesn't want to leave," Song Qingyan cried, pounding on the door.

The slapping was very forceful.

Song Qingning recalled her past life, when she was locked in a nunnery and had pounded on the door, begging them to let her out.

Song Qingyan said that the sound of her knocking on the door was too loud.

If you cut off her hand, she won't take pictures anymore.

Song Qingyan really did cut off her hand.

The scene of chopping off her hand flashed through Song Qingning's mind, and she could clearly feel the pain of the sharp blade severing her hand. Her wrist trembled at the point of breakage.

Song Qingning raised her hand, and only after confirming that her hand was intact did she realize that it was something from her past life.

Song Qingning stepped forward and looked at Song Qingyan's hand. "Your hand is bleeding."

Song Qingyan froze as she pounded on the door. Turning around and seeing Song Qingning, she instinctively wanted to raise her hand to hit her.

But she knew she couldn't get the better of Song Qingning.

Song Qingyan endured it.

Then, straightening her head and puffing out her chest, she raised her chin as usual and accused me sharply, "Song Qingning, my second aunt told me that you were jealous of me, so you harmed me."

"How could I harm you?" Song Qingning asked.

"You bribed Zheng Lian'er..."

"It was you who bribed Zheng Lian'er to make me marry in her place," Song Qingning corrected her.

"You should marry in my place, Song Qingning. Don't forget your identity. You are the daughter of the second wife, born out of wedlock. The second wife depends on the first wife, so naturally you should share the burdens of the first wife. Marrying in my place is your duty!"

Song Qingyan glared fiercely at Song Qingning, her expression ferocious.

Song Qingning's smile, however, was sarcastic.

Song Qingyan: "What are you laughing at?"

Song Qingning did not answer.

Looking at the carriage that had come to pick up Song Qingyan, he said, "Madam Jiang, it's time for you to go home."

Back to the Jiang family home.

Ignoring Song Qingyan's frantic cursing after hearing "Young Madam Jiang," Song Qingning turned and walked into the Marquis's mansion.

Song Qingning went to the East Courtyard.

At the small banquet to express his gratitude that day, Madam Lu spat out a mouthful of blood, which brought out years of accumulated toxins.

Afterwards, Zhang Niangzi administered acupuncture several more times, along with a secret prescription for conditioning, and Lu's health improved considerably. However, she still could not tolerate sudden emotional fluctuations, as these were detrimental to her health.

Fortunately, she has calmly accepted the truth about the child swap.

Madam Lu prayed for a peace charm for Song Qingning, saying, "Ning'er, I used to disbelieve in gods and Buddhas, but now I am grateful to the Bodhisattva. May the Bodhisattva protect you and allow you to return to your mother's side, giving your mother a chance to atone for her sins and make amends."

She had heard the Marquis mention Ning'er's dream, which seemed like a past life.

If it really was a past life, she would consider herself to have been reborn.

This life must be changed.

To change the outcome, you must also change yourself.

"Ning'er, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner, which is also Empress Meng's birthday." When Madam Lu first married, she visited Empress Meng in the palace several times.

Later, his health deteriorated and he was not doing well, so he did not want to worry Empress Meng.

Furthermore, Lady Liu deliberately prevented her from attending palace banquets. Whenever she was supposed to attend, Lady Liu would find ways to make it impossible for her to go.

I didn't care before, but now I do.

"My health should be better by then," said Mrs. Lu.

Song Qingning understood what she meant.

My mother wants to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

Song Qingning did not stop it; she knew that Liu had switched the baby and that her mother felt guilty.

She talked about atonement and making amends, but if she wasn't asked to do something, the self-blame would never dissipate from her heart.

"Okay, for the Mid-Autumn Festival, I want a rabbit lantern." Song Qingning wore the amulet close to her body and clung to Lu's arm, acting coquettishly.

"Okay, Mother will buy it for you." Madam Lu's eyes were full of affection.

That night, Song Qingning secretly stayed overnight in the East Courtyard. When no one was around, Song Qingning would call for Madam Lu.

She slept peacefully next to her mother for the first time.

The next morning, on her way back to Jinxiu Pavilion, Song Qingning unexpectedly encountered Song Mingtang.

"Song Qingning!" Song Mingtang called out to her, his eyes and tone unfriendly. "Coming out of my mother's courtyard so early, Song Qingning, when did you become so close to my mother?!"

That night, Song Mingtang's outrageous affair of patronizing prostitutes in the courtyard was exposed.

He received a scolding from the old Marquis, and because the Marquis of Yongning returned to his residence, he had been quite quiet for a while.

He only spent time with Yu Chan in the room.

But the news of Song Shiyin's passing the imperial examination shattered the peace in his heart.

He disliked Song Shiyin, and he also disliked Song Qingning.

The lowly bloodline of the concubine's second wife was actually overshadowing him, the heir apparent.

He couldn't resist making trouble for the brother and sister, to make them realize their true identities.

Song Qingning was worried that Song Mingtang was hiding in the courtyard all day and never went out, so even the Prince of Huai could not take action against him.

He barged into the door; this was an opportunity.

"Aren't you and my mother doing well?" Song Qingning said.

Her tone was icy, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, deliberately provoking Song Mingtang.

Song Mingtang was indeed furious. "You... Song Qingning, how dare you speak to me like that? I'll teach you a lesson..."

He raised his hand to hit Song Qingning.

Just then, Marquis Yongning walked over from not far away. "What? Are you going to hit someone?"

Song Mingtang was always very afraid of Marquis Yongning.

As a child, I didn't even dare to look Yongning Hou in the eye. Although Yongning Hou was a military general, he was not fierce or menacing. In his youth, he looked like a handsome scholar.

But Song Mingtang was still afraid of him, fearing him to the core.

The Marquis of Yongning glared at him, and Song Mingtang panicked, "Son...son didn't, son was just joking with cousin Qingning."

"Get out!" Marquis Yongning said coldly.

Song Mingtang took off running, heading towards the outside of the mansion.

Song Qingning originally intended to provoke Song Mingtang into leaving the mansion, but his father's shout of "Get out!" left Song Mingtang feeling resentful.

Given Song Mingtang's temperament, he needed to find a place to vent his frustrations.

Once he leaves the mansion, the Prince of Huai can take action.

She urged Liu to act quickly.

As expected, Song Mingtang left the mansion that day.

In the evening, Song Qingning received news from the Prince of Huai.

"The prince said the matter has been settled."

The messenger was a shadow guard of the Prince of Huai.