It would be better if I send Ning'er back.

It proves that the lord of the embroidery department is good.

If Jiang Rongsheng is sent back...

Mrs. Song felt her eyes darken and she was about to fall down.

When Holly saw this, she exclaimed and quickly supported her.

"Madam, what's wrong with you? Are you tired?"

"Hurry up and sit down and rest. The lady hasn't come back yet. You must not fall down first."

Fuling quickly stepped forward to support Mrs. Song and helped her sit down on the chair.

Mrs. Song waved her hand.

"I'm fine. I just feel a little angry when I think about certain possibilities."

More than just out of breath?

If the people in the Embroidery Department really couldn't be trusted, and her family Ning'er was really assassinated by them, she would give everything she had and fight them to the death!

A cruel look flashed in Mrs. Song's eyes.

After all, Fu Ling had been with her for many years, and he could tell what she was thinking with just one glance.

She reassured: "Madam, don't worry, the embroidery department is the emperor's yamen. It acts on behalf of the emperor, patrols the people, and redresses the grievances of the people who have no way to redress their grievances. They should not engage in malpractice for personal gain. If they even engage in personal gain, Then we have no place to redress our grievances. This level of officialdom is overwhelming, let alone Jiang Rongsheng as the magistrate of the state?"

"We are just ordinary people doing business. If the Jiang family really wants to bully us, we have no choice but to put our hope in the Embroidery Department. Instead of being anxious, it is better to calm down and wait for the news. I believe the lady has arranged it before So Zhou Mi, since he went to the Embroidery Department this time, he should have confidence in them. Since the lady has confidence in them, then we must also have confidence in the lady, but don’t let the lady’s side not be well, we are here. Let’s mess up the situation first.”

Fu Ling's call finally stabilized Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song nodded, held her hand and said: "Good Fuling, you have been with your lady for such a period of time, and you have gained a lot of knowledge and become much smarter in your speech. Okay, as you said, we have to treat Ning'er I have confidence. She asked me to wait here, and I will wait here. At worst, I will die in their Jiang family, and I will never let this matter go away like this!"

Fu Ling pursed her lips and said nothing more.

Dongqing felt that the matter was not as serious as they thought.

How amazing her young lady is. Look at the series of blows and losses since she woke up last time.

The Jiang family has always been the only one who has no room to fight back. When has their young lady ever suffered a loss?

However, Dongqing was sensible and didn't say much.

Anyway, the young lady will be back soon, and the madam will believe it when she comes back.

It didn't take long.

As expected, there were footsteps outside the hospital.

Several people became energetic and stood up.

The courtyard door was slowly pushed open, and Song Anning appeared in the courtyard holding an umbrella.

"Ning'er!"

Mrs. Song's eyes heated up.

Song Anning was relieved when she saw her mother.

"mother."

She walked in quickly.

Poria quickly went to help her, and Dongqing walked quickly behind her and closed the courtyard door.

Song Anning came to the corridor, first looked at Mrs. Song up and down, and then said: "Mom, is there nothing going on in the house? Did they make it difficult for you?"

In fact, she had already thought that as soon as she went to the Embroidery Department, the Jiang family would know immediately that she had escaped as soon as the news of Jiang Hua's grave being dug spread.

At this time, they will definitely embarrass her mother.

But even so, she still had to go.

Mrs. Song's eyes were red and she shook her head repeatedly, "I'm fine, but you, what's the result? Has the grave been dug? Are the people in the Embroidery Department reliable?"

Song Anning smiled and said: "It's very reliable. I came to complain last night. They listened to my words and took me to the cemetery early this morning to dig a grave. The grave was dug. I asked the deceased to come and examine it. The results proved that , the person in the coffin is indeed not Jiang Hua."

Mrs. Song was relieved.

"Okay, it'll be good if you understand it. It'll be good if you understand it."

Having said this, I couldn't help but grit my teeth and secretly hate myself.

"These idiots who can kill a thousand people, eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, are really heartless. Ning'er, don't worry. As soon as Jiang Hua comes back, we'll call your father and your brothers over." , let him make peace with you! Since they want to climb a high branch, let them climb. We can't stand this tone, let's go back to Qingzhou."

Song Anning was stunned.

She pursed her lips slightly and did not respond to Mrs. Song's words.

Mrs. Song noticed something was wrong with her and asked with concern: "Ning'er, what's wrong?"

Song Anning said: "Mother, I can't go back to Qingzhou yet."

Mrs. Song was taken aback.

"why?"

Song Anning didn't know what to say.

She couldn't tell her mother that she had lived two lives.

I couldn't tell my mother that she had been a widow for Jiang Hua for 13 years.

The sufferings she escaped in this life, she suffered thousands of times in the previous life, and she lost her youth, her life, and even her entire family for this.

She was treated like a stupid chess piece by the Jiang family, played with and used at will, until the last drop of value was squeezed out, and she was discarded like a useless rag.

Therefore, she was unwilling to give up.

She was unwilling to leave like this.

What's more, Jiang Hua now wants to marry the daughter of Prime Minister Li Yun. If she reconciles, wouldn't it be just as the other party wants?

It was her engagement with Jiang Hua that came first.

The Jiang family had long known about Jiang Hua's life experience and had time to break off the engagement.

But they were greedy, not only wanting the power of the Prime Minister's Office, but also the Song family's money. They wanted to gain both wealth and profit, so they did such a thing as cheating on their wedding night.

But now, even if she divorces and Jiang Hua comes back, what he does does not break the law. At most, it is just losing the Song family's property.

These are not theirs.

So, they can say they have nothing to lose.

But, how could the person who had made such a big mistake, who had so viciously framed her life, caused her family to be ruined, and the whole family to die tragically, not have any losses?

How could he return to the capital freely and freely after the incident, become his Anyuan heir apparent, marry his high-ranking official's bride, and live a prosperous and successful life?

She is not reconciled!

Song Anning was silent for a long time.

Mrs. Song's heart immediately sank.

Her eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

"Ning'er, could it be that you... still like him?"

When Song Anning and Jiang Hua met outside the Song Mansion, the Song family knew about it.

Women in this era discussed marriage very early. When they were around ten years old, they could already negotiate a marriage and wait until they were of hair age before getting married.

Therefore, when they learned that Jiang Hua was the son of the magistrate of Jizhou and came from a scholarly family with a clean background, they did not stop him. They always thought that the most important thing was that their daughter would be happy. Although it was a bit high, they would let her take care of her more when the time came. No matter how bad the dowry is, with more help from her mother's family, life can always go on smoothly.

After all, Zhizhou is just a fifth-rank official. Even if he climbs high, it's not that high.

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