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With Ming He's scolding, the maid beside him, who had been kicked down, also mustered her strength.

Song Qingyu's brows twitched slightly. He exerted some strength in his hands and heard a cracking sound. The maidservant in his hands let out a blood-curdling screech.

Song Qingyu had broken the man's arm and let go of the maidservant. He rolled up his sleeves as his cold eyes made people feel as if they had fallen into an icehouse. At the same time, there was a hint of bloodlust in his eyes.

The maid who was about to pounce on them was so frightened that she retreated a few steps. Even if Song Qingyu was sick, they were no match for him. Otherwise... Let's go today. "

Song Qingyu was normally weak, but he had hidden his skills. Ming He was also stunned. He did not have any confidence as he pointed at Song Qingyu with his right hand. As he spoke, he had the thought of leaving.

"Just you wait, the first lady will definitely not let you off." "Damn you, just wait for your deaths in this courtyard."

As Ming He spoke, he walked step by step towards the outside of the room. When he saw the magpie, he bullied it until it was weak and afraid of being kicked. He glared at the magpie as he warned, "You wait here too." "Next time, I won't be so lucky."

The magpie's eyes went wide, and it was just about to retort when Song Qingyu spoke.

Song Qingyu's brows twitched as he smiled, "Go, where should we go? Aunt Ming He, if you leave with the matter you've stirred up, won't it seem like I have no sincerity? Magpie, catch her. "

Ming He stopped, his hand suddenly being grabbed. After receiving the order, the magpie didn't hesitate to directly grab Ming He and place him on the table.

Ming He immediately struggled. "You little b * tch, are you trying to rebel …"

Ming He had not finished speaking when he suddenly stopped struggling. He stared at Song Qingyu as his body started to tremble uncontrollably.

Everyone saw Song Qingyu pick up the scissors that fell to the ground. Her almond eyes trembled slightly, looking innocent and bright. But deep in her eyes, what she saw was a terrifying light.

Song Qingyu's voice rose as he spoke slowly, "Magpie, what gift did Aunt Minghe want to give you? If you don't want it, then we will return it exactly the same. "

His voice trembled as he saw the blood in Song Qingyu's eyes. It was as if someone would kill if he was forced into a corner, so he quickly broke away from the magpie and knelt on the ground, begging while trembling, "Eldest Miss, this old servant also followed Eldest Madam's orders … Young miss, we don't dare to be rash anymore. "

After Ming He knelt down, the other two maids followed suit.

Song Qingyu held his dagger as he slowly sat down on the headboard, "If you don't express anything, are you not sincere?"

Her voice was neither fast nor slow, but it made Ming He feel as if he had fallen into an icehouse. After thinking for a moment, Ming He knew that Song Qingyu was indeed powerful. He immediately took the initiative to slap her face, "It was this old servant's fault. Please calm your anger, Eldest Miss …"

Ming He slapped him, while Song Qingyu did not stop. Only when she was out of strength did Song Qingyu open her mouth slightly, "Scram."

Upon hearing Song Qingyu's voice, Ming He immediately ran outside as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. His legs gave out and he fell to the ground in a sorry state. He quickly signaled the two maidservants to support her. Then, as if fleeing for his life, he quickly ran out of the house.

Seeing them leave, the magpie couldn't help but giggle. "You look amazing. So you're just a paper tiger."

After the three of them left, Song Qing and Yu wiped away the viciousness from their faces and coughed.

The magpie quickly helped her lie down to rest. Song Qingyu closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Wait until there is no more movement from the fire at night. It was strange for a magpie to stand guard by his bed.

As the cold wind blew outside, it stirred the entire Wangqing Garden. The sound of rustling could be heard from outside. The magpie trembled as it tried to call out a few times. No one responded either. He quickly went out and locked all the windows.

He then began to pace around the outer room. Nannan actually did not come back for an entire day.

The magpie silently thought to himself that Nannan would definitely be fine. But when it was late at night, Nannan still did not come back. The Wangqing Courtyard was shrouded in darkness, and only the room was dimly lit.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from outside. Hearing a knock on the door, the magpie was scared awake. He slowly approached the door and looked outside, only to see that it was pitch-black and there was no one outside. "Ah Nannan, did you come back?"

There was no response from outside for a long time. There was only the sound of the wind whistling through the courtyard.

It was as if knocking on the door was just an illusion.

The magpie didn't know whether he should open the door or not. He clenched his hands and paced back and forth. In the end, he held the scissors in his hand, unlocked the door, opened it a crack, and looked outside.

There was no movement.

The magpie suspiciously took a step forward, but his shadow didn't move at all. He only saw a basket placed on the ground. The magpie looked around the room in confusion, but didn't see anyone, so he could only carry them in.

Inside the house, he saw that there were some herbs and some charcoal.

The magpie was overjoyed, and immediately set fire to the charcoal. As it fiddled with it, it was surprised to find that there was a slip of paper inside. The magpie stared at him, and then his body trembled. On it was written: "Nannan is locked up in the Madam's backyard in the woodshed."

The magpie covered his mouth in shock. After a long moment, he turned to look at the sleeping Song Qingyu.

The First Lady's courtyard was pitch black.

Only one woodshed was lit by the faint glow of a candle. There were people inside the house. If one looked carefully, they would notice that there were a few people moving outside the woodshed.

And in the opposite room, even though it looked like all the lights had gone out, it was even more lively than usual. Lady Shen sat on her throne, sipping her tea. Next to her, Song Yunjiu flattered her by slapping her thigh. Ming He stood respectfully to the side, lowering his head and pleasing to the eye.

"If the plan goes wrong, not only can you not recover the status and salary of the Song Family's Third Miss, you will also die just by making me wait for so long!" As Lady Shen spoke, she glared coldly at Song Yungong.

Song Yunjiu acted as if he did not see it, and squeezed out a smile, "Mother, don't worry. I already saw the magpie carry the basket back. It wouldn't take long for them to discover the creed within. They would definitely think that someone was helping them. Song Qingyu had always taken care of Nannan by her side. If Nannan was in trouble, he would come to her rescue. At this moment, she is in confinement and does not dare to disturb her father.

"As soon as she enters the woodshed, we will lock up the doors and windows, light a fire and burn her to death. When the time comes, just say that he entered the assassin and went into the water. Who would have thought that Song Qingyu would be here? "

The plan was flawless.

Hearing this, Ming He reminded him, "That magpie also seems to be very loyal. What if the person who comes is …"

Song Yunjiu cut him off softly, a vicious look flashing across his eyes, "What if it's a magpie? That's even better." The two maidservants appeared here late at night, without any words to refute. When the time came for him to die, he would be thrown into a pool of dirty water. Song Qingyu was waiting for his father to misunderstand him and kill himself in the courtyard. At that time there will be no need for Mother to do it herself. "