Remarrying Chun Yuan

Chapter 422 Bad things

Liu Yuechu had no time to ponder what the Crown Princess was thinking; she went to see Song Liu'er.

Since Song Ziwen participated in the carving competition, she had not seen Song Liu'er. She wondered if this mature-looking man had harbored resentment again.

After all, his childhood experiences were too painful, and it would be difficult for anyone to let go and accept them.

"It's been a while since I last saw you, and you've lost quite a bit of weight. Have you been dreaming about cursing and fighting every day, or have you been overthinking things?" Liu Yuechu noticed that Song Liu'er had lost a significant amount of weight.

Although she has a well-proportioned and slender figure, her dark circles are becoming increasingly pronounced, making her look like a panda.

Song Liu'er said awkwardly, "I didn't neglect my business."

"Still harboring resentment? Why not talk about it? Maybe it will make you feel better." Liu Yuechu saw that his face was full of hostility, and it was getting worse and worse.

Song Liu'er took a breath, then held it back.

After hesitating several times, he finally blurted out, "I just can't understand why someone as awful as him can win so much popularity once he comes out of retirement to participate in a carving competition?"

“There were even people from the Yan state who were willing to pay such high prices for his goods.”

"He could have earned money to support the family and me, so why did he abandon me?"

This is the thing that Song Liu'er can't understand the most and can't figure out the most. "If it weren't for the kindness of Madam and Master, who kept me in the Liu family, I'm afraid I would have really starved to death on the street."

He was young then, and he probably wouldn't be able to beg for food.

Liu Yuechu paused slightly, "I can give you a chance for revenge. Are you willing to give it a try?"

"Revenge?" Upon hearing these two words, Song Liu'er immediately became interested. "Can I kill him and escape with my life?"

Liu Yuechu: "..." She seemed to have underestimated the extent of Song Liu'er's hatred for Song Ziwen. She hadn't expected him to be plotting patricide!

“Death is not scary, what is scary is living a life worse than death.” Liu Yuechu thought for a moment and suddenly brought up Wei Gongming as an example, “A dignified heir of a marquis’s family, reduced to the point where he can’t even stay in the capital.”

"So you don't need to see him die to feel better. Just pour cold water on him when he's feeling smug, tear open his wounds and sprinkle some chili powder on them."

Song Liu'er was a little confused. "Why don't you just tell me what to do?"

He's not stupid; he knows that Liu Yuechu came to him specifically hoping for his help.

"The next competition is coming up soon. All you need to do is say a few sarcastic things after he finishes carving..." She whispered in Song Liu'er's ear.

As Song Liu'er listened, her eyes widened, and by the end, she felt a shiver run down her spine.

"What? You don't dare to go?" Liu Yuechu saw his complicated expression, which was also tinged with pity.

"It's okay, go ahead, it's fine." He just didn't expect Liu Yuechu to be so cunning; indeed, successful women are terrifying.

Liu Yuechu didn't care what he was thinking. As long as Song Ziwen could earn back the 50,000 taels of silver from Yan, the methods he used didn't matter.

"Are you sure you agree to go? If you don't want to, I absolutely won't force you. We'll think of another way." Liu Yuechu did have no choice but to use Song Liu'er, but deep down, she didn't want to force her.

Song Liu'er nodded firmly, "I'm willing to go. I really can't bear to see him so comfortable. Besides, he's the one who abandoned me, not the other way around. He should be the one avoiding me, not the other way around..."

Hearing this explanation, Liu Yuechu felt relieved.

She briefly inquired about the Liu family's situation, but at the moment she couldn't worry about too much. The business was managed by Song Liu'er and Yao Wei, who were already the pillars of the Liu family's business, far more valuable than tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Just as Song Liu'er had said, Liu Yuechu hurriedly rushed home.

She's been so busy lately that she hasn't had a moment to spare, and it's been a long time since she's been able to sleep with her adorable little dumpling and bun.

Back home, the two little ones had just finished eating rice cakes.

By the first day of next month, they will be six months old. When they see Liu Yuechu, they all stretch out their little hands, waiting for their gentle and lovely mother to hold them.

Liu Yuechu couldn't bear to part with either of them, so she could only pick them up with one hand each. Unfortunately, these two were not light either, and she could only hold them for a count of ten before collapsing from exhaustion.

They played and joked around until dinner time.

Yuan Cuo also returned early, and the family reunited. However, there were quite a few people at the reunion this time, including Liu Musheng and Huang Wanwan.

Everyone was in high spirits and discussed the next carving competition.

Meanwhile, Xu Xianglan kept dodging, and even seemed somewhat terrified.

Wei Junlang had seen her carving skills before and admired them greatly. Xu Xianglan was naturally very excited to receive praise from a master carver, and she humbly sought his guidance, hoping to get some pointers from Wei Junlang.

Wei Junlang also cherished this young woman who was so eager to learn, and thought she was full of talent.

"Although I am willing to take you in, our carving styles are very different. If I were to interfere, I might end up teaching you something inappropriate and ruining you!"

He was an elder with very sound values, and Xu Xianglan respected him even more. "The art of carving also requires a hundred flowers to bloom, and one cannot be narrow-minded. What Mr. Wei imparted to me was knowledge and vision."

"Good, good, good, you're really good!" Wei Junlang was overjoyed when he heard this. "I can't teach you, but I can find you a good teacher."

“He and I have been friends for many years, and he has always wanted to take on a disciple.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Xianglan's first thought was of Song Ziwen.

She would be overjoyed if she could become a disciple of T.V. Soong.

"I wonder what Mr. Wei is referring to?"

"Xu Shan".

Wei Junlang uttered these two words.

Xu Xianglan's face turned pale instantly, her expression contorted. "No, this won't do." She refused instinctively, and even her voice almost betrayed that she wasn't just being deliberately rude.

Wei Junlang found it somewhat strange. "His approach is very similar to yours. If you can get his guidance, you will be able to establish yourself in the art of carving, regardless of whether you make it to the final round!"

"Of course, he has indeed encountered some trouble recently, which has affected his reputation."

“But you can learn his skills, not how he is a person.”

Upon hearing the rejection, Wei Junlang immediately thought of the rumors circulating in the capital: "I met him the day before yesterday and specifically mentioned you to him. He also said that he would come to see your craft at the next carving competition."

……

Xu Xianglan couldn't hear a single word for a moment.

I was completely terrified by Wei Junlang's last sentence!

She went to great lengths to disguise herself as a woman to attend the conference, only to be exposed by a well-intentioned but misguided senior!

There is still no news of her.

If her father really comes to the carving competition and sees her, even if he is dressed as a woman, he will definitely recognize her at a glance!