The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Chapter 337 It’s gone... all gone...

That’s right, when Song Yunxi looted the secret room in Song Shaozhang’s study, the two maps he got were only half of each.

During this year, she secretly broke into Wenyuan Marquis' Mansion several times and almost robbed it, but she just couldn't find the two and a half maps.

According to her memories of her previous life, Song Shaozhang and Madam Song had a very good relationship, and Song Shaozhang trusted his wife very much, so she guessed that Madam Song knew where the two and a half maps were hidden.

I didn’t expect that the bet was right.

It has to be said that Song Shaozhang has an extremely high talent for small thoughts and calculations, which is simply unmatched by anyone.

Who could have imagined that in the side courtyard where she used to live, a place that was completely abandoned and no one cared about, there would be an underground secret room?

What Song Yunxi didn't expect was that there were so many treasures hidden in this underground secret room, and they were all from the court.

The Song family is indeed extraordinary.

Song Yunxi successfully found two and a half copies of the picture. She turned the bracelet to put everything into the storage space and left with satisfaction.

It is really convenient to have storage space.

Unfortunately, in her previous life, on the day when she was expelled from Wenyuanhou Mansion, the space bracelet was deliberately broken by Song Muxue, and she never made good use of it.

"Baby, you are locked with me in this life. I will find more treasures for you in the future."

After leaving the underground secret room, Song Yunxi returned to Mrs. Song's yard.

He took out a stack of banknotes and a bottle of medicine and placed them on the table: "This is the reward I promised you."

"This ointment will restore your face."

"As for the aftermath, you don't have to worry about it. I will make proper arrangements and will definitely not let Song Shaozhang suspect you."

When Madam Song asked Nanny Li to pass on the message, she put forward a condition:

Heal her face, give her 100,000 taels of silver, and never let her be suspected.

Song Yunxi knew that she had really given up on her husband and son, and she had leaked the secret of Wenyuan Marquis' Mansion, so Song Shaozhang would definitely not let her go. In fact, her only way out was to move to another place and live a new life under an assumed name.

Otherwise, when Song Shaozhang finds out, he will definitely make her live a life worse than death.

But I also understand that Mrs. Song is unwilling to accept this. Her life and the happy family she thought were all ruined. How could she swallow her anger? How could she give up everything she had to another woman?

And there is Song Muxue, the daughter whom she had loved for more than ten years but who betrayed her, and she had to watch her fall into the abyss!

So there was no way she could leave no matter what.

These requests were not difficult for Song Yunxi, so she agreed readily.

Song Yunxi felt that he had made a fortune by exchanging such insignificant things for so much treasure and the two half maps.

That night, an inconspicuous carriage was parked outside the back door of Wenyuanhou Mansion.

Not long after, the back door opened, and two women in coarse cloth with hunched backs stuck their heads out and looked around. After making sure that there was no one there, they came out and got into the carriage.

The carriage quickly drove out of the alley and sped all the way to an inconspicuous courtyard.

Mrs. Song brought her private savings and Nanny Li.

Song Yunxi said calmly: "You can rest here tonight, and go back to Wenyuan Marquis Mansion early tomorrow morning."

Song Yunxi didn't care or want to ask how Madam Song was going to deal with Song Shaozhang... or the Song family, but Madam Song had to say it herself: "They all failed and betrayed me, I won't let them off easy!"

"You like me, hello."

Song Yunxi was too lazy to listen to her.

Not to mention making their lives difficult, even if it meant sending them to see the King of Hell, Song Yunxi would fully agree with it.

"Yunxi, will you come to see me again?"

Song Yunxi left without even pausing, and said resolutely: "If possible, it would be best if we never see each other again!"

No one cared about the disappearance of the abandoned Mrs. Song. To Song Shaozhang and his two sons, she had become a transparent person and was completely ignored.

Late that night, Song Shaozhang was in Han Wan's room and he really wanted to rub her into his own bones and blood. The feeling was like returning to his youth, which gave him great satisfaction both physically and mentally.

The brothers Song Zheyang and Song Zhening have been very contented recently. They drank and chatted happily in the yard, and once again confessed to each other the frustration they had experienced in the past year, feeling a sense of pride.

None of them noticed the danger lurking around them.

When all of them fell asleep happily, a strange fire fell from the sky again, and the flames surrounded and engulfed Wenyuanhou’s mansion.

This time the heavenly fire was even more ferocious than the last time, as if it was unwilling to give anyone any chance of survival.

Song Zheyang was only wearing a single piece of clothing, but Song Zhening didn't even have a decent piece of clothing.

He was already drunk, in a good mood and had favored a maid, so he was naked. The fire was so fierce that he didn't have the chance to put on any clothes, so he could only run out naked.

Ye Xuanqi covered Song Yunxi's eyes: "Don't dirty your eyes."

Song Yunxi thought it made sense. Instead of watching that dirty guy Song Zhening, it would be better to go to Nanfeng Pavilion and watch those young prostitutes!

It was not until Song Zhening put on a servant's outer coat that Ye Xuanqi removed the big hand that was covering Song Yunxi's eyes.

"Father and Aunt Wan haven't come out yet, go save them!"

As soon as Song Zheyang finished speaking, Song Shaozhang ran out holding Han Wan.

Song Yunxi couldn't help but exclaimed: "Song Shaozhang is still strong despite his old age!"

He usually looks like a frail old scholar, but unexpectedly he has such a strong side, which really impressed Song Yunxi.

"As expected, the power of love is really strong, no matter if the other person is a mistress or a prostitute."

Seeing that Song Shaozhang and Han Wan were out of danger, the Song Zheyang brother both breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Song Zhening, who kept asking them questions like a dog, showing his extreme concern.

Song Yunxi sneered: "If you don't know, you would think Han Wan is his biological mother!"

From beginning to end, no one mentioned Mrs. Song, as if she did not exist, or as if there was no such person as her and she had been completely forgotten.

The fire that night burned the most severely the main courtyard of Mrs. Song and the side courtyard that no one cared about.

By the time Song Shaozhang reacted and rushed to the side courtyard, the fire was still burning, and it seemed that the side courtyard would be completely burned down.

Because it was a side courtyard that no one cared about, no one cared about it, and no servants in the mansion came here to put out the fire. Song Shaozhang watched helplessly as the houses in the side courtyard were destroyed and the ground collapsed.

The fire, which had just shown some signs of weakness, became fierce again after the collapse. Song Shaozhang shouted anxiously, "Quick, come and put out the fire!"

But it was too late. After the fire was extinguished, Song Shaozhang, in a trance, rushed to the collapsed area without paying any attention to his two sons' attempts to stop him. At a glance, everything turned into ruins.

"It's gone... all gone..."