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Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce

Chapter 415 - 400: Just a Scheme (Part 3)
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Chapter 415: Chapter 400: Just a Scheme (Part 3)

At this moment, she saw a tall figure stride over, and her eyes turned red, "General~"

The steward: "..."

He couldn’t help but give a soft "cough," "I’ll take my leave now."

The woman’s almond eyes filled with tears, looking quite pitiful, Song Tingfan’s throat moved slightly, "Come inside, I have something to ask you." With that, he turned and walked into the room.

Lin Qiao reluctantly followed him, then closed the door, whispering, "Why have you come again?"

Acting like this, he would have long been disliked by the director.

"It’s safe in the mansion, no need to be like this." Song Tingfan hadn’t seen her for two days, staring directly at her, as if trying to make a flower blossom.

Lin Qiao didn’t think so, "Don’t let your guard down..."

Then she raised her voice, shouting toward the door, "Ah... General, why are you hitting me..."

"Ah!"

The first "Ah" was feigned, the second "Ah" was real.

Song Tingfan wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her onto the bed, Lin Qiao saw his posture and knew what he wanted to do, she pushed him, "We haven’t settled our score yet."

"General, you hit me for her, we’ve been married for years, yet for her, you won’t listen to my explanation." With that, she kicked the stool by the bed.

Looking at her animated expression, Song Tingfan sat beside her, somewhat helpless, but said nothing.

Everyone in the mansion had sold their bodies, no one would dare betray the master.

After she finished shouting, he said, "Someone is monitoring her, it should be in the next few days."

"Do not leave the mansion, trust no one except me."

Knowing she had been "locked" up these days, he added, "Once it’s over, I’ll take you out for a walk."

"You can go anywhere you want."

Lin Qiao nodded, "How’s the evidence?"

"Almost ready."

"Then, be careful yourself."

"No need to worry."

Song Tingfan pulled her into his embrace, adding, "I will not die; the troops he has, the Emperor has already secretly sent forces to suppress them, he can’t escape the Capital."

After the previous events, it seemed Lin Qiao could clearly sense that his inner barriers were breaking down.

He began talking to her about these matters.

"Will the Emperor give justice to the three thousand soldiers?"

The wrongful deaths of three thousand soldiers, once news spreads, will surely cause social unrest, even inciting the anger of the victims’ families.

If one were smart, they’d choose to conceal it.

"I made a deal with him, once justice is done, I’ll return the military power to him."

Song Tingfan currently held tens of thousands of troops, beloved by the people, it was unlikely the Emperor had no sense of crisis, but now when he needs him, there won’t be any outburst.

With time, focus would inevitably fall on him.

Even now, Lin Qiao found it hard to believe he spent two lifetimes struggling just to seek justice for others.

Who would seek justice for him?

Actually, she had already returned his justice.

She blinked, "When the time comes, you go hunting, I’ll keep selling cakes, Ling’er will be left for you to care for."

Song Tingfan’s expression softened, "Alright."

He paused for a moment, then said, "I’ve had Xu Dagui’s grave moved to his village." After saying this, he cautiously observed her expression.

Lin Qiao’s expression gradually smoothed, softly saying, "Rebuild his parents’ graves."

Xu Dagui had always been saving silver to rebuild his family’s graves. Back then, Xu Dagui’s parents were just buried in any random place.

Later she’d offered silver for him to rebuild, but he refused, saying he wanted to rely on himself.

She doesn’t owe anyone, but she owes Xu Dagui a life.

"It has been done."

Song Tingfan knew that Xu Dagui was a taboo between them, if Xu Dagui’s matters weren’t resolved, she’d live in guilt all her life.

He had done his best to make amends.

"It’s not your fault, it’s my sin."

It was his doing, it had nothing to do with her.

Lin Qiao didn’t want to discuss this topic further—after all, no matter what you say, he was already dead.

She switched topics, "Go see grandma, she’s been talking about you several times."

Song Tingfan nodded, repeating his warning, "Don’t leave the mansion."

A moment later, the door opened, the maid outside immediately dispersed, just as Song Tingfan stepped out, a woman’s choking cries came from behind him, "Song Tingfan, don’t come back if you leave!"

"She is perfect in every way, I’m not good at anything, I was the one who gritted my teeth to raise you, and now you treat me with contempt."

"Your conscience has been eaten by dogs."

Song Tingfan’s foot paused, he turned to glance at her, saying "Mm," "Taken by dogs."

Because of him, she suffered much harm.

This "Mm" wasn’t perfunctory, Lin Qiao looked embarrassed, she was only acting, not really scolding him.

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