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After Zhao Huaijin returned to the Wang Mansion from the Song Mansion, he went straight into the bedroom. He took out the syringe from last time and studied it repeatedly for a long time, but still found nothing.

"Could it be that, as folk legends say, Song Qingwan has inherited the true teachings of a god?"

He saw with his own eyes that Song Qingwan suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and then suddenly reappeared, like a ghost.

Naturally, he didn't believe that Song Qingwan was some kind of god or ghost. He believed in his own eyes that Song Qingwan was a living person.

"Song Qingwan, what secret do you have?"

Zhao Huaijin put the needle back to its place, thinking of checking again another day.

Meanwhile, Song Qingwan had no idea that her secret of being able to disappear out of thin air was seen by Zhao Huaijin again.

Recently, under her treatment, Pang Shi's complexion has been getting better and better, and the toxins in her body have been completely eliminated.

"Wan'er, thanks to you, I can finally get rid of those medicines."

Pang Shi held her daughter's hand, with a surprised smile on her face.

"Mother, this crisis has been resolved, but you still have to find out who is behind this."

"You are right. Xia Zhu is just a maid. She has no reason to murder her master for no reason."

"Has mother ever doubted father? After all, he was the one who brought Xia Zhu here."

Song Qingwan mustered up the courage to raise her doubts. She only hoped that Pang Shi was not a love-brained person and could be more sober.

"Wan'er, I was just about to tell you about this." Pang Shi restrained her smile and dismissed the servants.

Song Qingwan sat down below Pang Shi and listened quietly.

"When I gave birth to you, your father gave you to a wet nurse to raise because I was weak."

"That wet nurse is the one who lost me, right?"

"That's right. Thinking back on it now, what happened that day was indeed very strange." Pang Shi frowned and tried his best to recall what happened at that time.

"That day I just went to the Huguo Temple in the suburbs of Beijing to burn incense and pray. Babies are not allowed to enter such a Buddhist holy place. But your father insisted that I take you with me, saying that he wanted to train your courage."

Pang Shi paused, took a sip of tea, and continued: “When we get there, I will take the other maids in to pray, and the nurse will take care of you at the foot of the mountain.

But less than half an hour later, the wet nurse came to report that you were lost.

At that time, I couldn't believe it at all. In the Huguo Temple outside Beijing, at the feet of the emperor, the person lost was the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor. Who would be so bold?

But after I came back, I wanted to find the nurse to question her but couldn't find her. Your father said that the nurse had fled because she was afraid of being convicted."

Song Qingwan sneered. How far could a nurse who didn't know martial arts run? She might have been silenced!

"Since that day, my health has deteriorated and I can no longer have children."

"Don't you think it's strange, mother? During this period, father was like an outsider. The one who was lost was his own daughter."

"After I was injured, your grandfather felt guilty towards your father, so he tried his best to help him in the court and eventually pushed him to the position of prime minister."

"I'm afraid that even my grandfather can't suppress my father now, right?"

"Your grandfather got a strange disease a few years ago. He had severe toothache. He consulted many doctors and had almost all his teeth pulled out, but the pain was still there. He has been unemployed at home for a long time."

So Song Chengfeng is now very proud, right? He actually had an affair with a woman under the Pang family's nose and got her pregnant because he no longer needed the Pang family's help.

"Mother, what are you going to do?"

"Haha, of course it's a favor to others. I'm sending you beautiful women to help your father have children."

"What does mother mean?"

"Wan'er, prepare me a cup of tea. We should go see your father."

"Yes, mother"

At this moment, Song Qingwan seemed to see the light of Pang Shi. Her aura at that moment was worthy of being the legitimate daughter of a noble family.

Although she didn't know what Pang Shi wanted to do, Song Qingwan already understood that Pang Shi was definitely not in love and she was very sober.

Pang Shi brought tea and brought Song Qingwan to Song Chengfeng's study. This was the first time that Song Qingwan took the initiative to find her father.

Song Chengfeng seldom goes to the backyard on weekdays. He usually rests in the study, because it is convenient for him to handle official business.

Pang Shi also understood that Song Chengfeng was deliberately avoiding her. Now she and Song Chengfeng had already become estranged in spirit and were only a couple in name only.

"Master, are you still busy?"

"Oh, why are you here, Madam? Come in and sit down."

When Song Chengfeng saw Pang Shi coming in, he hurriedly stood up to greet her. He glanced at Song Qingwan who was following behind Pang Shi and just nodded.

"The master is always busy with official duties, and it is difficult for me to see him."

Pang Shi put the tea on the table and casually glanced at Song Chengfeng's study, and sure enough, she found the woman's things.

Hanging on Song Chengfeng's bookshelf was a pink silk scarf, which was obviously used by women.

Song Chengfeng didn't pay attention to it. After all, he paid little attention to women, so why would he pay attention to a scarf?

"I see that Madam looks much better today. Is she getting better?"

"Wan'er came back recently, and I've gotten much less depressed. This is the reason why I was slandered."

"Madam, you are in good health, and I am relieved."

Song Qingwan was observing Song Chengfeng's performance carefully from the side and couldn't help but sneer in her heart. This Song Chengfeng is really good at acting!

He said nice things, as if he cared about his mother, but his body stayed away from her, as if Ponzi was some dirty thing.

Although Song Chengfeng is now over 40 years old, he is still handsome, with sparkling eyes, and a kind of dignity that comes from being in officialdom for many years.

"I have been ill for many years, and the master cannot do without someone to take care of him. Today I came here to tell the master that I want to give my girl Xia Zhu to the master as his concubine."

Song Chengfeng's face changed. Of course he knew that Xia Zhu was pregnant, but if she was promoted to a concubine now, what would happen to Jiang Jingshu?

"Madam, you don't have to worry about these things. You and I have been married for many years, treating each other with respect. Why do you need a concubine?"

"I am touched by the Master's kindness, but I have been separated from Wan'er for fifteen years. I just want to live a simple life with Wan'er in the future. It would be better if there is someone to serve the Master."

What I mean is that I only want to depend on my daughter from now on, and you can find someone else.

Song Qingwan almost laughed out loud. Her mother was simply pushing Song Chengfeng out and discarding him.

"This..." Song Chengfeng was speechless for a moment.

"It's settled. Let Madam give Xia Zhu a face tonight and take her in as Concubine Xia."

Pang Shi made the final decision without giving Song Chengfeng any room to refute. She walked out of the study with Song Qingwan without looking back.

"Mother, do you know something?"

"Humph, Song Chengfeng has been having an affair with Xia Zhu right under my nose for over a year. He thought he could hide it from me."

Song Qingwan knew, how could a smart person like Pang Shi know nothing about this?

"What about the mother's action?"

"Wan'er, let's just watch them fight each other!"

Pang Shi held Song Qingwan's hand and clenched it a little tighter. If the tiger doesn't show its power, they will think it is a sick cat!