noffsinger Chapter 441: Helping the manager or not helping the bride
Chapter 441: Helping the manager or not helping the bride
"Okay, let's go."
Song Zhi said without hesitation, "I will send you out of the city tomorrow morning, and I will avoid my brother. But I am really worried about you being alone out there. If you trust me, can you let me send someone to protect you?"
"Believe it, of course I believe it."
Cuihua agreed. The fact that Song Zhi, with such a noble status, was willing to discuss things with her was the best persuasive power in itself.
"That's good."
Song Zhi felt relieved. "Rest early and have a good sleep. Leave here tomorrow and never come back. Let my brother regret it."
Regret heartbroken?
Cuihua smiled self-deprecatingly. Song Chenfeng didn't love her, so how could he feel so heartbroken because of her leaving?
But none of this matters anymore.
They had agreed that they owed each other nothing, and she didn't want to continue to be trapped in this love-hate relationship for too long.
Song Zhi saw what Cuihua was thinking, but didn't say much.
Those involved in the matter are often confused, while those who are watching can see things clearly. She knew that her stupid brother would definitely not be indifferent to Cuihua.
If she hadn't seen that Song Chenfeng also had feelings for Cuihua, she wouldn't have let them do this.
After comforting Cuihua with a few words, Song Zhi returned to his own bedroom.
Mu Nanqi was leaning on the bed reading a book while waiting for her. His inky hair hung down in front of his chest, and with his enchanting face, he looked casual and elegant.
"Are you really planning to let Cuihua leave Lecheng?"
"if not."
Song Zhi said: "I support the right, not my relatives."
"What if my brother comes to ask you for help?"
"Since he's here, let's give him a good beating first."
She walked to the bed and prepared to sit down, but Mu Nanqi stretched out his arm and pressed her down, feeling dizzy. "My Ah Zhi is truly ruthless."
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The next day, it started to drizzle.
Since the last snow during the Chinese New Year, the weather has shown signs of warming up.
Although Song Zhi asked Cuihua to have a good rest, she still almost did not sleep all night.
The next morning, under Song Zhi's protection, Cuihua successfully got on a carriage and left the city.
Along the way, you can hear the chatter of people.
"Have you heard? Last night, the Empress's brother acted like a madman and almost turned Lecheng upside down. He said he was looking for his wife who ran away from home."
"Of course we haven't heard about it. We even went out of the city to look for him for a long time. Da Zhuang, the night watchman yesterday, said that the Song family had been up all night looking for him."
"Really? Why would Madam Song run away from home? Doesn't she know how many women in the boudoir are waiting for her position like wolves and tigers? If she leaves, won't she be making room for others?"
"Who says it isn't?"
There were discussions one after another. Cuihua tried her best not to listen to them. She just sighed in her heart that the Empress really did not reveal her whereabouts, causing Song Chenfeng to search for her all night long.
But none of this is her business anymore.
There were dry food and money in the carriage, and there was even a coachman outside the carriage, and secret guards protecting it.
The world is so big, she can go anywhere.
She no longer felt isolated.
Cuihua in the carriage began to look forward to where to go first. Perhaps she could go to Tuoba, where there were endless grasslands. It was said that women who learned riding and shooting from a young age were no less capable than men. She really wanted to go and see it.
Thinking this, she did so.
The carriage drove towards Tuoba, and the beautiful scenery along the way mended Cuihua's broken heart.
At this time, Song Chenfeng returned to the Song Mansion exhausted.
He searched all night but found no news of Cuihua. It was as if a living person had disappeared out of thin air.
He suddenly felt a little anxious. Could it be that Cuihua really left and didn't want him anymore?
The servants in the Song Mansion didn't dare to breathe, for fear that he would vent his anger on them for not taking good care of the lady.
In fact, why would he vent his anger on others? He was the one who messed up everything, so he couldn't blame others.
He just sat there woodenly, and the silence around him frightened him.
There will never again be a gentle female voice calling him Song Lang, handing him a cup of tea or a piece of clothing.
There will never be anyone who has his heart and eyes full of him, who is even too shy to look him in the eye when talking to him, and who will unconditionally support any decision he makes at any time.
In fact, he has feelings for Cuihua.
Song Chenfeng realized belatedly that he had long been accustomed to Cuihua's gentle and firm companionship.
He is such a bastard, how could he hurt Cuihua like that.
The scenes of last night appeared in his mind like fragments. He actually mistook Cuihua for Aluan and expressed his feelings to Aluan. Not to mention Cuihua, he even wanted to tear himself apart.
Song Chenfeng hugged his head in pain, feeling so miserable that he could hardly breathe.
Suddenly, he thought of something.
He couldn't be discouraged anymore. He must not be discouraged until he found Cuihua.
He wanted to go to the palace to find his sister. His sister was the empress and might be able to use all means to find Cuihua in the shortest time.
He left as soon as he said he would, and was so anxious that he almost twisted one of his shoes.
But after walking a few steps, he saw Song Yang standing there and said angrily, "You don't want to go to the palace to find your sister, do you?"
Song Chenfeng said: "I can't find Cuihua, only my sister can help me."
Song Yang glared at her, "You are not allowed to go. You did something wrong and Cuihua intentionally stayed away from you, but you asked your sister to help you get her back. If this gets out, your sister will be labeled as a partial villain."
"But I have no other choice."
Song Chenfeng pleaded, "I have Cuihua in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't agree to marry her. I was just drunk and talking nonsense last night. I want to explain to her."
"If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?"
Song Yang shook his head in disappointment. This son was good in every way except that he was indecisive and wavered, which ended up hurting others and himself.
"Think carefully, Cuihua has been with you for so long. Has she ever told you where she wants to go or where she longs to go?"
Song Chenfeng thought for a moment, his eyes lit up as he said, "She once said she wanted to go to Tuoba to see the vast grasslands."
"Then go to Tuoba!"
Song Yang said earnestly, "Although you are not a good person, you are my son after all. I hope you are well and don't leave any regrets for yourself."
He didn't say that Song Zhi had sent him a message to tell him that Cuihua was safe, so he was not so worried about Cuihua's safety.
However, when he asked about Cuihua's whereabouts, Song Zhi did not tell him.
"But what if she didn't go to Tuoba?"
Song Chenfeng was very hesitant. What if Cuihua was just hiding in the city or somewhere nearby sulking?
If he went to such a far place like Tuoba, it would be even more difficult for him to find Cuihua.
Song Yang said, "With the shit you did, how could she possibly stay here?! What are you afraid of? As long as she wants to go there, she will go there one day. All you have to do is wait and see. Isn't that better than you running around like a headless fly?"
"You can take advantage of this time to reflect on yourself."
Song Yang rubbed his aching eyebrows, thinking of Xie Yinyin's indignation when she saw the letter, and she scolded Song Chenfeng to death.
If it weren't for the fact that she was the stepmother and couldn't come forward, she would have wanted to come and scold in person.
When he gets back later, he still has to comfort his angry wife.