Song Chi transmigrated, becoming the son of the reigning Chief Grand Secretary. He aspired to a life of beautiful wives and concubines, an idle playboy who muddled through life, but instead became ...
It was as if the aura was tangible and pressing down on him. Song Shiwen looked surprised and doubtful, and a little fear welled up in his heart.
Song Shiwen didn't want such a scandal to be spread, so he dispersed everyone in the hall in advance. Liang Qingwu was very angry, but what could she do? At most, it would just tear their faces apart. The civil and military circles were originally in opposition and incompatible.
She is not an ordinary person. She is the female commander of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the newly appointed Marquis of Wu'an by His Majesty. She is still very young and has a bright future. How could she do something impulsive?
But now Song Shiwen feels that he has made a wrong judgment.
He didn't dare to gamble.
Liang Qingwu was right. Being in a high position, he valued his life more.
Even if he was unwilling, he had to accept it. This was the price of failure. Song Shiwen's face was gloomy and he was about to speak. Before he could make a sound, Song Ming behind him stood up.
"I kneel...I kneel."
He spoke so urgently that it felt like he couldn't wait any longer.
Song Ming was frightened, or perhaps he was already extremely guilty. He had previously called Liang Qingwu a slut, and his words were frivolous and full of humiliation. How arrogant he was then, how scared he was now.
"you......."
Looking at Song Ming like this, Song Shiwen couldn't help but feel a little angry. What a loser. Things have already happened, so just admit it. Why be so scared?
“Kneel down!”
Liang Qingwu growled and scolded, and Song Ming decisively knelt down without any hesitation.
Of course he felt humiliated, but this was what he deserved. He didn't hate Liang Qingwu, he hated Song Chi. That kick made him unable to be a man, made him childless, and made him suffer the humiliation he has now.
You wait, you wait for me.
I will make you pay the price, Song Ming felt endless resentment in his chest.
"It's me...I offended the female commander. Please forgive me."
"Bang."
As he spoke, he banged his head heavily on the ground.
Song Shiwen turned his head away. This was a humiliation for Song Ming and even more of a shame for him. As the son of the prime minister of the dynasty, he had to kneel down and kowtow to others to admit his mistakes.
After bowing, Song Ming supported himself on the ground and prepared to stand up. At this moment, Liang Qingwu raised her leg and kicked Song Ming in the chest.
"ah!"
Song Ming let out a painful cry, and his whole body flew backwards two steps before falling heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.
"you......."
Song Shiwen's expression changed drastically, and his emotions finally began to fluctuate. "Liang Qingwu, do you really want to tear your face off and go against me?"
"Do you have the nerve?"
Liang Qingwu said coldly, "I've already shown some mercy, otherwise I would have kicked him to death!"
"good!"
"good!"
Song Shiwen gritted his teeth and said, "I will remember this kick from Marquis Wu'an today!"
"casual!"
Liang Qingwu turned around and stopped after taking two steps. "The man who handed me the tea has been dealt with. Your Excellency, please don't look for him."
"you......."
Song Shiwen's face was so gloomy that it was distorted. He had never been treated so harshly since he became the Prime Minister. If he hadn't been in the wrong, he would have exploded long ago.
Why didn’t it work?
Looking at Liang Qingwu's departing back, Song Shiwen couldn't help but wonder if there was really something wrong with the drug. Liang Qingwu had been drugged, and there was no way for her to return to normal except to sleep with someone else.
Seeing her current state, she clearly looked fine. So there were only two possibilities. One was that she had sex with someone to neutralize the effects of the drug. The other was that the dosage was wrong, and Liang Qingwu neutralized it with her own strength.
The first possibility is unlikely. A person like Liang Qingwu would not be easily touched by others. That is only the second possibility.
I had never expected that there would be a problem here. Perhaps it was because Liang Qingwu practiced martial arts.
Song Shiwen's expression changed.
"Father......."
At this time, Song Ming's painful groan brought Song Shiwen back to his senses. He hurried over and saw Song Ming holding his chest in pain, with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"Son, are you okay?" Song Shiwen couldn't help but feel distressed.
"It is the son's incompetence that brings shame to his father... makes his father..."
This guy is acting again.
"Stop talking."
Song Shiwen shook his head and said, "It was because I got the fake medicine that my son suffered such humiliation and pain. Remember, I will definitely take revenge. Liang Qingwu will be your woman sooner or later. She can't run away..."
Upon hearing this, Song Ming closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
He didn't even dare to respond.
"Son."
"Son."
"Someone, someone, come here."
Song Shiwen shouted, and two people came running in a moment...
Inside the room, a doctor with a long beard stood up and said, "Young Master Song's sternum is slightly damaged, and his lungs and internal organs are injured. He only needs to rest for more than a month to recover."
Song Shiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Liang Qingwu was still holding back and was careful not to kill him.
A middle-aged man in a gray robe with a black mole at the corner of his mouth walked up to Song Shiwen and whispered, "Sir, Han Yu and others are outside seeking to see you."
"You take good care of Ming'er here."
"yes."
Song Shiwen gave a few instructions and then left the outer hall. Han Yu was in the lead, followed by Ning'an Prefecture Governor Zhou Zheng'an and Ji County Magistrate Bai Yong. These people were all Song Shiwen's men. The entire Ning'an Prefecture, and even the entire Jiangzhou, were under his control.
"Your Excellency, the banquet ended so hastily tonight, and with so many other people present, it's been quite inconvenient. We have some official business to report to you, Your Excellency. We have already prepared a banquet, and I hope you will come and enjoy it."
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