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Chapter 382 Ah Wan, you are too serious

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    After leaving the Duke's Mansion, Song Wan went to the bookstore again.

    Wei Heng¡¯s men gradually raised a total of two hundred killers. These people were selected from the orphans of the soldiers who were killed at the border by Wei Yanghou many years ago.

    Previously, in order to investigate the case of Weiyang Marquis Mansion and the Song family, forty-three people were lost. Later, He Nanzhou asked Wei Heng to borrow fifty people, but in the end only eight people came back. Now only one hundred and one of these two hundred people are left.  Fifteen people.

    This amount is not much, but it is enough for Song Wan.

    In order to protect these people, Wei Heng and Uncle Qin did not have a roster in their hands. They knew everyone's name by heart.

    "These people are distributed throughout Zhaoling, and they don't know each other's existence. They only accept instructions from the owner of the bookstore. Now that the owner has changed to Song Wan, they only accept orders from Song Wan.

    "However, Wei Heng only contacted them when something happened before, and usually did not disturb their normal life.

    Wei Heng's instructions were usually put in a book and sent out. After Song Wan understood the basic situation clearly, he asked Uncle Qin to help issue the first order to find out who was in the caravan that originally bullied Chunxiu.  People, look at where they are now and what they are doing for a living.

    Uncle Qin wrote down all Song Wan's requests. When he looked up at Song Wan again, his expression had become solemn. He looked at Song Wan seriously and asked, "Girl, are you sure you want to do such a thing?"

    Song Wan asked Wei Heng to pay for the murder. In fact, Wei Heng sold Song Wan a favor. Zhao Li had done many evil things, and Wei Heng also wanted to kill him.

    This time was different. It had been so long, and those people had no direct grudges with Song Wan. Song Wan wanted to take the initiative to get blood on his hands.

    Song Wan looked at Uncle Qin and said calmly: "In this world, women have a much lower status than men. After they are bullied, most people in the world will not blame the person who bullied them. Instead, they will scold them and ask them to die to save their lives."  Regarding the family¡¯s face, I know that my power is very weak and I cannot change the world, but I have to do something.¡±

    Even if the Song family has been rehabilitated, others will only feel sorry for the female relatives who died in humiliation, sighing about how pitiful they are, and will not do anything for them.

    Since no one in the court could uphold justice for them, and even the laws of Zhaoling did not protect them, Song Wan stained their hands with blood to comfort the souls of the dead.

    Song Wan's eyes were firm, and he had obviously made up his mind. Uncle Qin knew that he could not persuade her, so he just sighed and warned: "Girl, these people are the same as those cold weapons. If they are used well, that is  It is a sharp tool for hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, but if used incorrectly, it will hurt others and yourself. You must always be vigilant and don't forget your original intention."

    It was rare for Uncle Qin to have such a serious conversation with Song Wan, and Song Wan also said attentively: "Ah Wan has remembered what Uncle Qin said, and he will definitely use it to warn himself in the future."

    Uncle Qin still sighed and waved his hand to signal Song Wan to leave.

    The prince is so cruel to let such a delicate and weak girl take over such a thing.

    It started to rain again on the way back. Song Wan was a little tired. She leaned against the wall of the carriage and felt sleepy. She fell asleep in a daze. After arriving home, Qing'e called her for a while before she woke up.

    Opening his eyes, the sound of rain fell into his ears. It was getting dark outside and it was raining heavily. Qing'e's umbrella was almost used to protect Song Wan from the rain. From the moment he got off the carriage to the door,  Along the way, most of Song Wan's skirt was wet, and Qing'e's whole body was even soaked.

    Song Wan just wanted Qing'e to go back to take a shower and change into clean clothes when the concierge came up and said, "Girl, Mrs. Yin Zhaohou sent a wedding dress this afternoon." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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