She loses if she divorces, the reborn mistress only divorces her husband

It is undeniable that Song Qingyan was somewhat moved by these words.

How could she not know the criticism she would have to endure if she married again?

But even so, she did not dare to accept Empress Dowager Xiao's proposal.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for your kindness." She kowtowed to Empress Dowager Xiao, then stood up and left respectfully.

As soon as she left, the nanny entered the Buddhist temple and said, "Queen Dowager, I see that Song Qingyan doesn't want to."

"Not necessarily." Empress Dowager Xiao turned the Buddhist beads in her hand with a faint smile on her lips, "She dared to marry Chu Tingjue, which shows that she has great ambitions."

An ambitious person who falls from a great height will surely desire to climb up again.

-

Hot spring villa.

Li Jingwan stood in the pavilion at the highest point of the villa, looking down at the scenery of Jianmen Mountain.

In summer, the grass and trees are lush and green, and the mountain breeze adds a bit of coolness.

Bi Tao came over at this time, "Miss."

"How is it?" Li Jingwan turned around and asked.

"Zhao Yunying didn't take a hot spring bath."

Although she had guessed it, Li Jingwan still felt a chill in her heart.

It seems that their analysis is correct, Zhao Yunying should be the biological daughter that Lin has been looking for.

She didn't dare take a hot spring bath because she was worried that her birthmark would be seen.

Bi Tao elaborated, "Zhao Yunying only brought a personal maid into Yaochi. I hid behind a mezzanine and heard her tell the maid that she felt hot and didn't want to soak in it."

"But she stayed inside for almost half an hour before she came out and went straight back to her room."

"Let's go." Li Jingwan had no intention of enjoying the scenery.

She brought Bitao to the small courtyard specially prepared for Zhao Yunying, where Zhao Yunying had already changed her clothes.

Li Jingwan asked Bitao to pass the teacup in her hand to Zhao Yunying and said with a smile, "Madam, this tea is perfect to drink after taking a hot spring bath."

"Thank you, Princess." Zhao Yunying took it and said with a smile, "Princess, you are very thoughtful and considerate."

"Madam, you are a guest, so we must entertain you wholeheartedly." Li Jingwan asked, "What do you think of Yaochi?"

"Very good." Zhao Yunying's face was natural. "It really feels comfortable after taking a bath. I will bring my mother and Yan'er to try it when I have the chance."

"As long as Madam likes it."

Li Jingwan smiled, but her heart felt cold.

Madam, is your death related to the biological daughter you have been looking for?

-

Song Qingyan returned to the capital with a heavy heart and asked the coachman to go to the Song Mansion first.

Every time she came back from Zhaoyun Temple, she would go to see Mrs. Zhong and tell her what she had done in the temple that day.

Because Mrs. Zhong also believed in Buddhism, doing this would make her appear pious and please Mrs. Zhong.

The only person she can rely on now is Mrs. Zhong, asking her to help her speak well of herself in front of Concubine Zhong so that she will have a good place to go in the future.

But how good can a good place be...

Song Qingyan thought of what Empress Dowager Xiao said in the Buddhist temple, and she was indeed unwilling to accept it.

"Yan'er, what are you thinking about?" Mrs. Zhong saw that she was distracted and asked with concern, "Are you tired from the journey? The weather is getting hotter and Zhaoyun Temple is far away. You don't have to go there so often."

"Grandma, I'm fine." Song Qingyan smiled, "I'm just wondering when mother will be back tomorrow."

"The earliest will be tomorrow at noon." Mrs. Zhong knew that she did not go to the hot spring villa in order to keep a low profile, and patted her hand with some heartache.

"Yan'er, you are unlucky. Chu Tingjue tricked you into marrying him, but it's not your fault. And you exposed his plot to murder Prince Jing. The Imperial Concubine saw all of this."

"I mentioned this to the Imperial Concubine today, and she said that after a while when no one is discussing the matter, she will keep an eye out for a good family for you."

Song Qingyan's face lit up, "Thank you, grandma."

She asked again, "Did the Imperial Concubine come to the mansion today?"

"Yes." Mrs. Zhong nodded. "She heard that I was sick, and she came to see me with Prince Jing."

Song Qingyan suddenly felt a little regretful. If she had known earlier, she would not have gone to Zhaoyun Temple today so that she could show her face in front of them.

"Grandma, what did you talk about?" Song Qingyan asked casually.

"I'm old now, so I can only talk about the past." Mrs. Zhong sighed slightly, "When the prince asked about your mother's birthday, I talked about what happened when I gave birth to your mother."

Although they had already talked about it in the afternoon, Zhong still felt a little scared and relieved when she thought about it.

"Thank goodness, God blessed me. When I had a stomachache, I was not far from Jinqiu Village. There was a midwife in the village, so your mother was born safely."

She paused and asked in confusion, "Yan'er, why do you look so bad?"

Song Qingyan tried her best to control the panic in her heart and not let it spread to her face. "Maybe... maybe I'm a little tired."

Why did Chu Tingyu suddenly ask about her mother's birthday? Could it be that he discovered something?

"It's quite hot today, could it be that you have a heat stroke?" Mrs. Zhong was a little worried, "Yan'er, go and have a rest. I'll have someone make some hot soup and send it over."

Song Qingyan stood up stiffly. By the time she walked back to her room, her feet were weak and her hands were sweating as she clenched the handkerchief so tightly.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

Today, my mother was invited by Li Jingwan to go to the hot spring villa, and Chu Tingyu suddenly came to the house to talk about Zhao Yunying's birth. Could it be that they were acting separately?

The hot spring villa is Li Jingwan's territory. Will she take this opportunity to verify the butterfly birthmark on Zhao Yunying's body?

And Chu Tingyu wants to compare whether Zhao Yunying’s date of birth is the same as that of Lin’s biological daughter?

Thinking of this, Song Qingyan was so frightened that her hands and feet went limp and she almost fell off the stool.

If it was true as she guessed, Li Jingwan might have found some clues.

If Zhao Yunying's true identity is confirmed, given Li Jingwan's vengeful character, she will definitely not let me go.

Thinking of this, an idea flashed through Song Qingyan's mind - escape.

But where can she escape to?

Without the protection of the Song and Zhong families, she was nothing.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Song Qingyan, who was deep in thought, was so scared that she almost screamed, "Who?!"

"Miss, it's me." Lian Ye said, "I'm here to bring you some summer heat relief medicine."

Song Qingyan pretended to be calm and let her in, but her heart was in a mess.

-

The next morning, the ladies of the various families had breakfast at the villa and rested for a while. Then they said goodbye to Li Jingwan and left for the capital.

Before leaving, Zhao Yunying thanked Li Jingwan again for her attentive hospitality and invited her to visit her home.

Li Jingwan's smile was a little shallow. "Madam, you are welcome. I believe we will meet soon."

These words sounded as if there was some ulterior motive. When Zhao Yunying wanted to ask again, another lady from the Marquis's Mansion came over to greet Li Jingwan, so she had to leave first.

After seeing off all the guests, Li Jingwan asked the steward to prepare the horses immediately.

"Princess, the carriage is already ready." said the steward.

She shook her head. "No, I want to ride back."

Riding in a carriage was too slow, so she wanted to go back early to reunite with Chu Tingyu.

This matter has dragged on for more than 30 years. It is finally time to uncover the truth and there is no time to delay any longer.