I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

Ye Tao screamed and watched Yuan Qinglian slash Liu Yueru's face with the sharp hairpin.

"boom!"

"Ah..." Yuan Qinglian let out a sharp wail, then squatted down in pain and covered his wrist.

"Pah!" The hairpin in her hand fell to the ground in an instant.

Song Nanzhi heard the noise and came out to see this scene. He stepped forward and kicked Yuan Qinglian hard.

He angrily asked, "Who gave you the courage to attack the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion?"

Liu Yueru didn't expect Yuan Qinglian to suddenly become so crazy. Before she could recover from her shock, Song Nanzhi embraced her in his arms.

She came to her senses, quickly got out of Song Nanzhi's arms, and looked in the direction where the stone had just flown.

Song Yiyan was seen holding a slingshot, his dark eyes filled with an unconcealable murderous intent.

He pursed his thin lips, and when he saw Liu Yueru's gaze, he smiled.

Liu Yueru was even more stunned.

Yan Ge'er was able to save himself at this critical moment.

She reached out and touched her smooth face. In her previous life, her face was accidentally injured by Yuan Qinglian, leaving a faint scar on the back.

Now that I think about it, it seemed like an unintentional act on her part, but in fact it was something she had planned for a long time.

"Mother, are you okay?" Song Yiyan came to Liu Yueru's side from his original position without knowing when.

Liu Yueru let out a long sigh and said to Song Yiyan gently, "It's okay, thanks to you being here."

"Someone, lock her up in the woodshed and don't give her any food." In order to make a good impression in front of Liu Yueru, Song Nanzhi said to the servants in a cold voice.

Yuan Qinglian looked at the people in front of him in disbelief. They were leaning against each other and looked like a family.

At this moment, Song Shijin was standing alone at the gate, his face pale as he watched the scene quietly.

Yuan Qinglian then felt a little scared.

"Madam, I know I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again." Yuan Qinglian was dragged away, wailing bitterly.

Liu Yueru sneered, "Wait a minute, my husband, she intends to disfigure me. I'm afraid that it would be a shame for you to be my concubine. It would be better to just demote her to a slave in the mansion."

Song Nanzhi looked in the direction of Song Shijin.

Liu Yueru chuckled: "According to the law, she should be sold as a prostitute for doing this. It is already a kindness to her to let her be a maid in the Marquis' Mansion."

When Yuan Qinglian heard the word "official prostitute", her body couldn't help but tremble.

She doesn't want to be a government prostitute because that's where people are eaten without leaving any bones.

Yuan Qinglian was so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"I, I don't want to be a maid, I don't want to become a slave." She shook her head desperately.

She had finally escaped from slavery, but now Liu Yueru wanted to turn her back to her original form. Yuan Qinglian suddenly panicked.

She knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Liu Yueru, begging: "Madam, please be kind. I was bewitched for a moment and became insane. That's why I acted like that. Madam, please forgive me for this time."

Liu Yueru looked down from above, her aura of pressure spreading out from her body: "If everyone who makes a mistake is like you, saying a few words of begging for mercy and letting it go, without being responsible for their own actions, then what is the point of having rules, and how can I manage this huge mansion? Where do you put my dignity?"

She looked at Song Nanzhi with an extremely cold gaze and asked, "What do you think, my husband?"

Song Nanzhi took one last look at Song Shijin, then changed his mind and thought that in this way he could openly sever his ties with Yuan Qinglian, the daughter of a guilty minister. She was just a servant in the mansion.

There is less involvement with them.

He pursed his lips and said, "Just do as Madam says."

Song Nanzhi finished speaking.

Yuan Qinglian's body went completely limp and he fell to the ground.

Liu Yueru signaled to Mother Yan to ask someone to do the matter.

He took Song Yiyan back with him.

Arrived at Wenhuaxuan.

Song Yiyan said worriedly: "Mother, that woman is so mad. If my son wasn't here, the hairpin would have scratched my face, and my face would have been ruined!"

Liu Yueru still felt a lingering fear when she recalled it. Yuan Qinglian's hairpin was so close to her!

"You should stay away from her in the future," she warned with some concern.

"Son knows." Song Yiyan responded obediently with his thick eyelashes lowered, but there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Madam, Uncle Fu is back." Mother Yan's voice rang out.

Liu Yueru stood up from the embroidery cushion and said, "Please come in."

Uncle Fu came back in a hurry.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, bowed, and slowly said, "Madam, we have found the good place you asked us to look for. It is on a mountain next to the West City Farm."

"I've asked the Yin-Yang master to take a look. His place is indeed a good piece of land. But I asked the owner and they have no intention of selling it." Uncle Fu said slowly.

He added: "After asking around, I found out that they also had children who died young. After hearing about Madam's needs, they agreed to sell them. However, they asked for a higher price than usual, so I couldn't make up my mind, so I came back to ask."

"How much are you willing to sell it for?" Liu Yueru asked excitedly.

"One mu of land costs one thousand taels." After saying this, Uncle Fu looked at Liu Yueru.

Without saying a word, Liu Yueru asked Mother Yan to take out a silver note of one thousand taels of her own silver from the warehouse and hand it to Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu was stunned.

"Madam, isn't it too expensive to buy a small piece of mountain land for one thousand taels?" Uncle Fu felt a little distressed and couldn't help asking.

The light in Liu Yueru's eyes gradually faded.

One thousand taels is indeed too expensive if you just want to buy a small piece of mountain land.

but!

That was a little hope she had for her child. She had never given her child anything before, even though she knew it was useless after death, but she just wanted to do it.

Now she was willing to spend just one thousand taels to buy a good place to bury him.

"Uncle Fu, please do as I say." Liu Yueru withdrew her thoughts and said lightly.

"Yes, when will the grave be moved?" Uncle Fu asked again.

"You can move in as soon as you buy it." Liu Yueru didn't want to wait even a moment.

In the afternoon.

The Fobertos brought word that the deed had been done.

Liu Yue took her servants out and headed straight for the hill where the child was buried.

"Dig it." Liu Yueru looked at the small mound of earth and said to the servants with a trembling voice.

As the shovel dug again and again, the original small pile of earth was dug up.

Liu Yueru's slightly red eyes could no longer hold back the tears, and the unbearable pain suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart.

"Madam!" Mother Yan supported Liu Yueru.

Her eyes also turned red: "Madam, don't be too sad. The young master is not coming back. You should take care of yourself."

The shovel stopped when it hit a small coffin.

"Madam." The servant called in the direction of Liu Yueru.

With the help of Mother Yan, Liu Yueru stood up with difficulty and walked towards the small coffin.

Her hands could not stop shaking as she picked up the small coffin from under the small pit and gently brushed off the dust on it.

Liu Yueru fell to the ground holding the coffin, tears streaming down her face.

"Madam, haven't you always wanted to meet the eldest young master?" Mother Yan reminded with red eyes.

Liu Yueru took a deep breath and raised her hand to open the coffin!

Looking inside the coffin, her expression suddenly changed!