After Song Jiuxi and Yan Shubai returned to the yard, Yan Shubai coughed twice and his face turned from white to green.
Luo Feng walked over worriedly. Yan Shubai waved to him and said, "No problem."
Song Jiuxi suspected that with Yan Shubai's efforts, his health might not be good in less than a month.
But it was because of her that Yan Shubai went out to catch the wind, and just now he defended her in front of everyone in Yan Mansion.
Song Jiuxi is not a ungrateful person. She said: "Aunt Qing has superb medical skills. You can let her take a look at it."
Yan Shubai looked up at Qingdai who was standing behind Song Jiuxi, and Luo Feng also looked towards her.
Qingdai stepped forward and saluted Yan Shubai.
Yan Shubai smiled and said, "Okay."
Luo Feng said urgently: "General..."
Yan Shubai raised his hand, and Luo Feng stopped talking.
Yan Shubai stretched out his wrist, and Qingdai put her hand on his pulse. In just a moment, Qingdai raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Shubai in surprise.
Yan Shubai looked at her with a normal expression, Qingdai lowered her eyes again and withdrew her hand.
"The general is poisoned so much that it has penetrated into his internal organs. I'm afraid he will never recover."
Song Jiuxi wasn't surprised when she heard this. Yan Shubai died in his last life, and she couldn't save him even if she came back again.
Yan Shubai said slowly: "I know my body well, thank you Aunt Qing."
Song Jiuxi looked at him in surprise. Aunt Qing was a relative in her heart, but to outsiders she was just a maid and slave.
She didn't expect Yan Shubai to respect Aunt Qing so much.
"Madam's relatives are my relatives."
As he spoke, he suddenly took out a jade pendant from his arms.
The white jade pendant is shiny and smooth without any flaws.
"After we got married, I haven't given my wife anything, and I don't think I've given any betrothal gifts in my house. This jade pendant has been carried by me since I was a child, so it's considered my betrothal gift to my wife."
He deliberately emphasized the word "personally" with a seemingly gentle smile on his face, and his narrow eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Song Jiuxi didn't want to accept it. Yan Shubai was about to die and she didn't want to have anything to do with him.
Moreover, she had observed over the past two days that the relationship between Yan Shubai and everyone in the Duke's mansion was very complicated.
They are obviously a family, but they look more like enemies. No one in the house seems to treat Yan Shubai sincerely.
Song Jiuxi didn't want to have anything to do with people from the Duke's Mansion. She also thought it would be best to get a letter of separation from Yan Shubai before he died.
I don't know if she wants a letter from Yan Shubai now, whether he will give it to her or not.
"My wife refuses to accept it, but you think this jade pendant is not worth much? My husband has been fighting abroad in the past few years, and there really is no family property left, so my wife has been wronged."
When Yan Shubai mentioned this, Song Jiuxi could only accept it.
She held the jade pendant with its warm tentacles and looked into Yan Shubai's smiling eyes. She didn't know why her heart moved.
Yan Shubai was in poor health and lay down to rest again. Song Jiuxi went to see a room that Yan Shubai had vacated for her, specifically to store the dowry she had brought over.
Song Wanwan was given all these benefits in her previous life, but now she would not let Song Wanwan get what she wanted.
Song Jiuxi was not interested in gold and silver jewelry. She was interested in some miscellaneous books left by her mother.
Her martial arts talent is extremely good, and her mother and Aunt Qing have said before that she is the best martial arts genius they have ever seen.
Even though she has been somewhat neglected over the years and never used martial arts when she was in the Changping Marquis Mansion, she has never given up practicing martial arts in private.
However, she is really powerless in other miscellaneous subjects.
Song Jiuxi and Aunt Qing dug out some miscellaneous books left by their mother, and Aunt Qing kept looking at Song Jiuxi secretly.
Suddenly she asked: "What do you want to do in the future?"
Song Jiuxi looked up at Aunt Qing, probably Aunt Qing was confused about her changes.
There are many things she wants to do, and she wants to avenge Song Wanwan and the prince.
She has to protect Aunt Qing and her brother.
She has to become strong enough to do this.
Finally, she looked into Qingdai's eyes and said firmly: "I want to become strong enough so that no one can bully the people around me."
Qingdai laughed slowly, but after a while her face became serious again.
She took a step back and knelt down solemnly.
Song Jiuxi was shocked: "Aunt Qing, what are you doing?"
"Miss, the general said before his death that if the young lady wants to live another life one day, let the slave tell the young lady everything."
Song Jiuxi's eyebrows twitched: "Aunt Qing, what do you want to tell me?"
Qing Dai took out a pitch black token with two bright red words engraved on both sides - "Hongying".
This was the calligraphy from mother. Song Jiuxi's eyelashes trembled and she took it.
"This token can command a thousand of the former secret guards under General Hongying. The holder of the token is the master they are loyal to."
Song Jiuxi stared at the token, paused and asked: "If I were still staying in the Changping Marquis Mansion, or if I didn't want to learn martial arts and just wanted to be a lady, Aunt Qing... wouldn't you tell me this?
"
Aunt Qing had never told her this in her previous life. Before she died, she didn't even know that her mother had left a group of people for her.
Aunt Qing sighed: "The general said she hopes that you, Miss, can live an ordinary life in the future and grow up carefree like other ladies. Because once you accept this token, it means that Miss
Life will never be peaceful again.”
Song Jiuxi squeezed the token tightly for a moment, feeling complicated.
In her last life, she also hoped that she could just be an ordinary lady, but in the end she ended up with such a miserable end.
She is the daughter of General Hongying, and she is extremely talented in martial arts.
This destined her to be unable to live an ordinary life.
Her mother left her such a group of people, and even though she hoped she would never use them, she would still use them in this life.
Song Jiuxi breathed out slowly, and then helped Aunt Qing up. "Aunt Qing, please tell me about these people. I want to know what each of them is good at and where they are now. What I want to do next
We need to use them for things."
If her enemy was only Song Wanwan, Song Jiuxi could do without using these people.
But among her enemies is Zhao Hongjun.
His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, is praised by everyone in the Dayan Kingdom. Now among the other princes, only Prince Duan can compete with him.
But the prince occupies the position of the prince, and it has only been eleven years since the world was settled. If the prince is not stable, the world will be unstable.
Therefore, neither the court nor the people wanted to see anything happen to Zhao Hongjun.
But the one she wanted to touch was Zhao Hongjun.
Qingdai looked at Song Jiuxi's calm eyebrows. She didn't know since when, the eldest lady began to look more and more like General Hongying.
Qingdai smiled and said: "Eleven years ago, these people fought behind the general. Many of them were rescued by the general from the war, and what they learned were also taught by the general.
But they were mainly responsible for intelligence gathering and assassination. These people were very good at disguise, and the general hid them when he left.
Now they are distributed in all walks of life in the Dayan Dynasty, including our people in the six tribes."
Song Jiuxi's eyes lit up, she didn't expect this group of people to be so powerful.
If this is the case, it is not impossible to move Zhao Hongjun.
After Qingdai finished speaking, she suddenly looked hesitant.
Song Jiuxi asked: "Is there anything else Aunt Qing didn't tell me?"
Qingdai gritted her teeth and knelt down again: "Master, there may be something fishy about the general's death!"