I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 219: Piercing Screams

Chapter 219: Chapter 219: Piercing Screams

"When did I ever harm you?" Qiao Qingyu raised her voice and coldly demanded an answer.

Han Liuya’s gaze flickered, and she kept silent.

Qiao Qingyu sneered, "When we were young, you said my face was pretty, then you grabbed my hair and stuffed me into the stove pit. Don’t think that just because so many years have passed I have forgotten."

"I was young back then; what did I know?"

"Now you’ve grown up, you should understand. Don’t be so spiteful with your words, you should know what ’disasters stem from the mouth’ means."

"I don’t know, I never went to school, I don’t know anything," Han Liuya said shamelessly.

"Alright, stop arguing, both of you. Let’s get down to business. Qingyu, do you agree or not? If you agree, Grandma needs to start now."

Qiao Qingyu glanced at Han Lishi, nodded, and spoke in a deep voice, "I agree. Bring out everything you have."

Both Han Lishi’s and Han Liuya’s eyes gleamed with joy simultaneously.

This method required the willing involvement of the other party, but it could also be done without the other’s awareness.

So, today it was definitely going to work.

Han Liuya’s mouth curved up into a smile. She thought, after "Qiao Qingyu" walked out of here later, it very likely might not be "Qiao Qingyu" anymore.

It was really too good.

She could finally walk under the sunlight again.

She wanted to return to Xichuan immediately, to find He Xiuyu, and also to head to Beijing, preferably to live in a large courtyard.

It would be best if she could find a formal job.

She wouldn’t be like the idiot Qiao Qingyu, who went to Xichuan and still dealt with crops.

It was inherently servile.

Even if she couldn’t remember much after entering this body, it didn’t matter. It was better not to remember; none of the past troubles were good, and she didn’t want to remember them. She only wanted to live with He Xiuyu. As long as she could be with him, she wasn’t afraid of thunder or lightning.

Qiao Qingyu had not overlooked the fleeting joy in these two people’s eyes, so she was particularly clear-headed and calm.

Han Lishi busily took out a black bowl with gold trim from the cabinet, which was not the kind used for eating. It seemed strangely made from black clay.

She also took out a Golden Needle from a cloth bag, lit a match, and heated the tip of the needle. Qiao Qingyu noticed that the needle was hollow.

"Qingyu, sit next to Liuya for now."

"Why should I sit next to her?" Qiao Qingyu asked, confused.

"Because this matter requires her as a medium."

Qiao Qingyu took off her shoes, climbed onto the Kang bed, and sat cross-legged next to Han Liuya, as Han Lishi had instructed. She started by unbuttoning her outer garment, then Han Lishi climbed onto the Kang as well, placing the bowl in front of her, her voice trembling, "Now, quickly grab Han Liuya’s hand."

Qiao Qingyu raised an eyebrow and turned her head to look at Han Liuya, who was lying on the Kang with eyes intently fixed on her.

Han Liuya, grinding her teeth, said, "My hand is very clean."

Then she extended her hand.

Qiao Qingyu also reached out, and the two held hands together.

Suddenly, Han Liuya let out a piercing scream from her mouth.

This shrill scream startled Qiao Qingyu as well, her eyes wide as she stared at Han Liuya lying next to her.

Then, as if Qiao Qingyu’s hand were a fiercely burning magma, Han Liuya frantically withdrew her hand, terror-stricken.

Her body began to convulse, her eyes rolling upwards, while Han Lishi’s eyes widened with fear.

Snapping back to awareness, she quickly crawled to Han Liuya’s side and pinned her down, pressing some unknown acupoint, and soon enough, Han Liuya calmed down. She looked at her granddaughter in horror, "Sixth Girl, what happened?"

"...Qiao Qingyu’s hand, it’s so hot, so hot..."

Han Lishi cast a suspicious glance towards Qiao Qingyu, not feeling any heat when she pulled on her hand just now.

That’s right, she pulled on the other hand just before, Han Lishi’s eyes flickered, and a strange thought arose. Gritting her teeth, she also reached out to grab Qiao Qingyu’s left hand that had just been in contact with Han Liuya’s.

That was the hand that Han Liuya had been holding.

As Han Lishi prepared to grab Qiao Qingyu’s hand, her heart trembled, her hand shook, but upon holding it, there was no reaction at all.

Han Liuya also found it strange, could it have been an accident just now?

"Try the other hand."

Although Qiao Qingyu felt everything before her eyes seemed somewhat absurd, she was eager to know what was really going on.

She slowly turned around and extended her right hand to Han Liuya, with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Then let’s try this hand, and tell me, have you done something guilty? Otherwise, why would you have such a reaction?"

This time, Han Liuya did not have a harsh retort; she eagerly yet cautiously grasped Qiao Qingyu’s right hand, and as soon as the two hands touched, she once again let out a piercing scream.

This time, the pain was so intense that Han Liuya couldn’t even catch her breath, and naturally, her hand loosened again.

Qiao Qingyu was also astonished.

She extended her two hands, turning them over to look carefully, seeing no change, and the other party’s hand also showed no change; it seemed no different than usual, yet the scream from before was certainly not fake.

The room fell silent for a moment, and then Han Lishi’s pupils suddenly contracted, her hands shaking uncontrollably. She seemed to understand something as she frantically gathered the bowls on the kang and the Golden Needle, while at that moment, the profusely sweating Han Liuya had once again returned to calm.

So there was no need to question any longer, as long as Han Liuya held Qiao Qingyu’s hand, she would be in so much pain that she couldn’t help but scream.

And Qiao Qingyu remained completely unscathed, whether her left hand or right hand.

So this method was not going to work.

Han Lishi got off the kang, but Qiao Qingyu did not move, watching Han Lishi in surprise and saying calmly, "Grandma, why have you stopped drawing the blood? I still want to save my mom..."

"This method won’t work; we’ll have to think of something else," hurriedly said Han Lishi beside her.

Qiao Qingyu leisurely got off the kang, put on her shoes, buttoned up her clothes one by one, and straightened up. She stood at the doorway and said with a tone of regret, "There’s a saying, ’desperate times call for desperate measures.’ I truly regret wasting so much time. Let it be..."

Having said that, she pushed past Han Lishi who was blocking the door and opened the tightly closed door.

And just as Qiao Qingyu stepped across the threshold and stood outside the room, the curtain hanging on the red-lacquered wooden cabinet to the north suddenly burst into flames, and the whole curtain caught fire.

Han Liuya shouted loudly, "Fire, put out the fire quickly!"

Qiao Qingyu, standing at the doorway, was startled by the shout because the sound from the room naturally carried outside as she opened the door.

Standing in the main room, the big cousin-in-law looked in this direction with disdain, her teeth gritted as she muttered something under her breath.

Han Dazhu’s heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over in this direction, spotting Qiao Qingyu standing at the doorstep at a glance.