Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 114 Taking advantage of the void and returning to the Song family (1)
Her expression was serious, but there was something very firm in her eyes.

Duanmuqi didn't see this kind of expression on her very often, only when she insisted that Song Chuqi must still be alive.

Over the past few years, this seems to have become an obsession held by Song Chuxi.

"Aqi, I want to go back to Song's house, you send me back!" Song Chuxi insisted, looked him in the eyes without avoiding, and repeated it again.

Not sincere, but a very stubborn request.

"Chu'er—" Duanmuqi looked at her with helplessness.

He raised his hand, gently pulled her into his arms, pressed his palms on the back of her head, rubbed the soft hair on the back of her head vigorously, and sighed: "You are disobedient again!"

He didn't refuse, which was tacit consent.

Song Chuxi's face was hidden in front of his chest, and there was a bright flash of light and shadow in his eyes, which was not so much cunning as cold.

She is not a person who is eager for quick success, and sometimes, her endurance is even more amazing, but now——

If, as the witch doctor said, she only has five years to live, then, the time she can use seems to be—

It's really running out.

There are still two months to the new year.

The patriarchs of the major families in Nantang set off for Beijing, and it should be about one month later, so she had to hurry up.

Song Chuxi knew that it would not be easy to persuade Duanmuqi to agree to let her return to the Song family, so since he was willing to compromise, she has always behaved very well, not making noise, and even obeying him.

The sky gradually darkened.

Duanmuqi let her go, let her sit on the soft pillow, touched her leg with the palm of his hand through the quilt, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Song Chuxi shook her head honestly, and then she was in the mood to look around the room and asked, "Is this where your uncle lives? Then when will we go back to Dayun City? "

"Why are you in a hurry? It will take a few days until you feel better." Duanmuqi raised his finger and tapped her forehead, "Are you in such a hurry to go back to see those members of the Song family? I always need to make arrangements in advance." All of a sudden, even if you are willing to go back to the wolf den of the Song family, I don't feel at ease."

The Duanmu family is now under his control. In fact, as long as the Song family has passed the message in his name, even if the relationship between the two families is not harmonious, on the surface, the Song family will be more or less scrupulous about him. As for the one who murdered Song Chuxi, was it just——

Surely she wouldn't be allowed to live too freely.

Song Chuxi took the glass of water he handed over, held it in his hand and took a sip, then bent the corners of his lips and said: "Then you should greet them earlier, isn't it that the heads of the major families will enter next month? Has Beijing attended the New Year's celebration? If you notify them late, I'm afraid that once my third uncle leaves home, other people will be out of control."

The members of the Song family will definitely not welcome her, and will definitely find all kinds of excuses to shirk and stop her.

Song Chuxi's eyes were pale, but Duanmuqi knew her habits very well, and immediately saw the calculation from her performance.

"Okay!" He smiled and nodded.

Because he was willing to compromise, Song Chuxi's mood immediately improved a bit. The two of them were chatting with each other, when Shun Ying, who was kneeling outside, said, "Master Qingyang, what you hold is Did you cook medicine for the lady? Why are you here in person?"

"Yeah!" Yue Qingyang nodded, "She should have woken up, right?"

"Yes, Miss has woken up for a while, and she is talking with the young master inside!" Shunying said.

Yue Qingyang seemed to be silent for a while, and then said: "Then I won't go in, you can bring this medicine in, and let her take it while it's hot."

Both Shunying and Shunying were still being punished, but Duanmuqi didn't let go, neither of them dared to get up casually.

Suddenly remembering that the two girls were still kneeling outside, Song Chuxi looked at Duanmuqi with dissatisfaction, "I'm fine—"

Duanmuqi only pretended that he didn't understand, or that he didn't compromise.

"This—" Outside, when Shun Ying was in a difficult situation, she happened to come across the Great Wall.

"It just so happens that I have something to ask to see the young master, give me the medicine for Miss Fourth!" Chang Cheng said.

Yue Qingyang didn't seem to care, just handed him the tray, turned around and left.

Song Chuxi pushed the window open a gap, only to catch the cyan shadow calmly turning away from his sight.

She looked at Duanmuqi and couldn't help wondering, "Did you offend him? Is he hiding from you?"

The relationship between Yue Qingyang and Duanmuqi has always given him a very delicate feeling. It stands to reason that even if they are not master and servant, they are still brothers, but although Song Chuxi has never witnessed the formal relationship between the two of them. They met, but there was always a vague feeling in their hearts. The relationship between the two of them seemed to be very cold, and they even seemed to be hostile to each other.

If it's just Duanmuqi, it's okay, but Yue Qingyang is such a gentle person, it's really hard to imagine.

"What are you asking these for?" Duanmu Qi asked, but prevaricated.

While speaking, the Great Wall outside had already walked in with a tray.

"Young Master, Miss Fourth!" Great Wall bowed his head, greeted respectfully, and then placed the tray in his hand on a small table next to Song Chuxi's bed.

On the tray, there was a large bowl of dark brown concoction with obvious bitterness, and a small plate of attractively colored candied fruits beside it.

Duanmuqi glanced over, the corners of his lips hooked up in an inexplicable way, took the medicine bowl, and handed it to Song Chuxi.

Song Chuxi never had trouble with her body, so she held the medicine bowl in her hand and drank it slowly one sip at a time.

Duanmuqi sat beside her, and he didn't try to shy away from her, he just said to Changcheng: "Did those old guys at home come to make trouble?"

Overnight, the head of the Duanmu family changed suddenly, and it was impossible for the elders of the clan not to ask questions, not to mention that the cause of Duanmu Yang's death was obviously revealing some abnormal factors.

"Yes!" Great Wall nodded solemnly, "But don't worry, young master, there is nothing wrong. The old lady has already sent them away."

(End of this chapter)