Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 351 - 346: If I’m Not Handsome Anymore, Will You Stop Loving Me?

Chapter 351: Chapter 346: If I’m Not Handsome Anymore, Will You Stop Loving Me?

Song Tingfan reflexively raised his hand, then quickly dropped it again. His eyes slightly drooped, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.

Did he stop liking her because she was no longer beautiful?

"Let your parents go with you."

He didn’t trust anyone else.

Lin Qiao: "..."

She pinched his face, smiling, "Alright, you’re even more sour than pickled vegetables."

Seeing that he wasn’t angry, she couldn’t help but "tsk tsk" in her heart; the villain really indulged her, and she couldn’t figure out what he was thinking.

Staring at her lips as they opened and closed, Song Tingfan lowered his head to kiss her, quickly releasing, and somewhat forcefully instructed, "Don’t stay with him."

"Alright, alright." Lin Qiao earnestly nodded her head.

Worried she was standing too long, Song Tingfan pulled her to sit down, and then said, "Qin Wuli was captured."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao felt a bit guilty, and whispered, "Tingfan, I... I... I was the one who knocked her out."

"I was out buying something and felt someone behind me, so I got scared and grabbed a stick from the alley and hit her."

"Am... Am I going to jail?" She asked, looking somewhat apprehensive and fearful by the end.

The villain would definitely investigate this matter, so she might as well confess. She didn’t do much, just hit the third female lead with a stick.

Song Tingfan frowned, "I had someone guarding here. Did no one show up?"

With Qin Wuli not captured, he naturally didn’t feel at ease.

Unexpectedly, he had someone guarding, and Lin Qiao’s earlier discontent faded a little, "I don’t know, I didn’t see anyone."

Upon hearing this, a flicker of displeasure passed through Song Tingfan’s eyes, but he quickly comforted her, "You won’t go to jail. As long as I’m here, nothing will happen."

Lin Qiao believed him, well, after all, he was the biggest threat himself.

...

Lin Qiao went to the kitchen to help Song Qin and the others cook, while Song Tingfan changed his clothes in the room. As he bent down to put on his shoes, he accidentally glanced at the copper mirror, where his face appeared intact, without any ugly scars.

He raised his hand to touch it, the warm touch slightly easing the injustice in his heart.

After eating, Song Tingfan asked someone to bring over Lin Family’s parents, then prepared medicine for Song Rong. He left for the camp after waiting for him to finish drinking it.

Passing by the soldiers at the tent entrance, he stopped, "Where is Qin Wuli?"

"In the cell," replied the soldier respectfully.

Song Tingfan nodded and turned to walk towards the cells.

The cell wasn’t large, with only four or five rooms. Qin Wuli was in the innermost room. Upon hearing noise, she looked over, and seeing it was Song Tingfan, she cursed him resentfully, "Song Tingfan, you’ll have a bad end, you’ll get your retribution! Your wife is no good, one day she’ll run away with another man."

"The child in her belly isn’t even yours!"

Song Tingfan’s expression didn’t change, but a shadow passed over his eyes. In the next moment, he reached out and directly grabbed her throat, tightening his grip.

The soldier beside hadn’t yet recovered from the shock when Qin Wuli limply fell to the ground.

Clearly dead.

The soldier’s eyes widened, and as he looked at Song Tingfan, he shivered suddenly.

Thank goodness Lin Qiao didn’t see this, or she would be relieved that the villain didn’t strangle her to death back then, or else she wouldn’t have the chance to think about escaping now.

Song Tingfan withdrew his hand, leaving with one sentence, "Dump it in the mountains."

"Yes... yes."

The soldier shivered a bit, dragged her out after covering Qin Wuli with a tattered cloth.

Gao Qiang, picking his teeth, saw this and came over to ask, "Who’s dead?"

"Qin Wuli," replied the soldier.

Gao Qiang spat out whatever was in his mouth, startled, "How did she die? Hasn’t she been interrogated yet?"

"The General strangled her," the soldier replied, trembling almost silently.

Gao Qiang: "..."

He waved his hand, "Get rid of it, don’t spread it around."

"I understand." The soldier didn’t dare tell anyone else; if he offended the General, he would be the next to die.

Indeed, Song Tingfan dared to act like this, not fearing anyone meddling.

...

Xingyu Village

A carriage entered the village and finally stopped at the door of the Lin Family.

The coachman shouted into the yard, "Is this the home of General Song’s wife’s family?"

Li Guifen and the others were eating when they heard the words "General Song’s wife" and hadn’t yet processed it. Their first thought was it was the wrong place.

After all, a General! Unless their ancestors burned incense.

However, they suddenly realized the village actually produced a General.

Lin Han reacted quickly, immediately running out to ask, "Is it Song Tingfan?"

"Yes, yes, it is indeed General Song." The coachman hastened to unload things from the carriage, several boxes.

Lin Han quickly helped move things, then shouted to his two dazed sons, "What are you standing there for, come over and move these."

Lin Sheng and Lin Han quickly came over to help. After moving everything into the house, the driver conveyed the message, "The General asked me to bring you over, said to accompany the General’s wife to the Capital."

"To the Capital?" Lin Han exclaimed.

He had lived most of his life without even going to the city a few times, let alone the Capital. He heard that the streets of the Capital were paved with gold.

"Yes, indeed the Capital. Can you pack your things now? If not, I’ll stay in town overnight and pick you up tomorrow." The coachman glanced at the yard, thinking the General’s wife’s family was quite poor, even poorer than his own.

Though he thought this, his demeanor remained respectful.

Lin Han noticed his gaze, feeling somewhat embarrassed, not for himself, but for disgracing his daughter.

"We’ll pack right away. It’s getting late, have a meal before you go, young brother must be hungry too."

"Guifen, quickly invite him in, I’ll go weigh some meat, and cook more rice."

"I understand, young man, come on in." Li Guifen warmly invited him in, and the coachman didn’t refuse, as he was indeed a bit hungry.

Plenty of onlookers gathered at the entrance, feeling a bit envious. Song’s second family, that Miaomiao actually became a General, truly their ancestors must have been virtuous.

Heading to the Capital, by the time they bring back a piece of gold, they’ll be rich!

After a while, a few women brought vegetables over, pretending there’s no guest.

A woman in a floral dress smiled, glancing at the coachman, "You have a guest? If we knew, we wouldn’t have come."

Though she said so, she showed no intention of leaving.

Li Guifen could see through their thoughts, feeling strangely pleased, see, my son-in-law succeeded, much more than yours did.

My daughter succeeded too; she’s going to the Capital!

"Since you’re here, have a seat. Tingfan had this young brother bring back some things, and he’s here to pick us up, to accompany Qiao’er to the Capital."

The women were inwardly sour, yet outwardly complimented, "Such a considerate young couple, even taking you to the Capital to visit."

"Oh dear, yes, but Da Han and I aren’t considering these things, don’t want to waste the silver coin."

Li Guifen acted reluctant about her daughter and son-in-law spending money, which made the women even more envious.

The coachman disliked the floral woman’s words, knowing wars best from life on the frontier, no General got his rank by sheer luck, all battled their way through, "General Song didn’t rise by luck. Just the other day, in opposition to traitors, he was stabbed in the chest, nearly lost his life."