Chapter 6
He betrayed her
"Father."
"Father."
The daughter's voice was soft and a little choked, while the son's voice was a little deep and contained a hint of blame.
Patriarch Song was stunned.
His eyes fell on his beautiful and lovely daughter and his handsome son. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, took a step back in pain, and said in a deep voice.
"If you can really cure the emperor's colic, it will be the honor of our Song family. Please do it!"
"What are you doing?"
Mrs. Song was so shocked by his betrayal that she screamed miserably, and the disappointment and hatred in her eyes suddenly burst out.
She saw it.
This man chose that woman, chose the son she gave birth to, and was going to give up their son and betray her. For so many years... so many years of hard planning and forbearance, who was she doing this for?
Why does he do that?
"Song Bozong, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Second brother's wife!" Clan leader Song shouted angrily, his face embarrassed. "What else can we do?"
Song Chengyu is already like this. If we tell everyone now, tell the emperor that this was all a show, that he faked his death, I'm afraid that within a day, the entire Song family will be really dead, and they will become the biggest laughing stock in the whole capital.
Going forward means death, going backward means death as well, but going forward means only Song Chengyu will die.
It’s just one less son, what’s the big deal!
Jiang Zhaoying looked coldly at Mrs. Song who had gone mad, and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. These two had sworn to each other and planned for twenty years, but they were finally overthrown by her.
From then on, when enemies met, they were extremely jealous of each other.
Turn around slowly.
She walked towards the wedding bed and slowly sat down beside Song Chengyu's body. Her long eyelashes flickered as she looked at his already pale face and smiled gently.
look.
He was scared.
The fake death drug made his body no different from that of a dead person, but his ears could still hear and his brain could still think.
so.
He knew he was going to die!
"Husband."
Leaning forward slightly, the hot breath from Jiang Zhaoying's red lips brushed lightly against Song Chengyu's cold ears. She smiled so hard that her eyes trembled a little, but when everyone saw this scene, they saw Jiang Zhaoying lying in Song Chengyu's arms, heartbroken and beautiful.
"My uncle has agreed to let you enter the palace. As long as you save the emperor's life, our Song family will surely rise step by step. The outstanding children of the Song family will become better and better with your glory, and I... will also select five or six young and smart children to raise under my name. By then, we don't have to do anything and we will have five or six legitimate sons. My husband, are you happy?"
Looking at Song Chengyu's face which was getting paler and paler, Jiang Zhaoying was really satisfied. She had experienced this feeling of knowing that she was going to die and wanting to struggle but not being able to muster any strength to do so thoroughly in her previous life. Now she also wanted Song Chengyu to experience this feeling.
"Zhaoying, no matter how reluctant you are, you have to let go."
A cousin of the Jiang family ran over with her son, bent down to help Jiang Zhaoying up, with hope in her eyes, and held Jiang Zhaoying's hand tightly.
"If Cheng Yu knew how deeply you love me, she would die without regrets. Don't worry, we will definitely help you get by."
"Zhaoying."
Patriarch Song spoke solemnly, and when he looked at the corpse on the bed, the wrinkles on his forehead suddenly deepened. He seemed to want to say something to Jiang Zhaoying, but then he remembered something and turned around to give instructions.
"Mrs. Song is very emotional right now. She must be reluctant to leave Chengyu. You should help her to the side room and let her have a good rest."
When Mrs. Song heard this, her eyes widened with bloodshot eyes, she pulled out the hairpin from her temples, and became defensive, staring at this man who had suddenly become a stranger with hatred, pain and disbelief.
This person.
They had known each other and loved each other for decades, and she truly loved him, otherwise she would not have poisoned her husband who loved and believed in her to death after giving birth to Song Chengyu and Song Qinghuan.
This moment.
Mrs. Song felt a trace of regret and was also heartbroken.
The old women held Madam Song tightly. Madam Song was almost hysterical at this moment. She looked at her second son and youngest daughter and shouted while struggling in panic.
"Mingji, Qinghuan, save me."
"Song Mingji."
Patriarch Song shouted angrily. Song Mingji's face was full of gloom. He met Patriarch Song's eyes. Patriarch Song stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder, squeezing it tightly.
"I don't want to do this either. I know you have deep feelings for your mother, but think about it, Cheng Yu is gone, do you want to take on the responsibility of the Song Mansion?"
Song Mingji was severely stunned.
All the blood vessels in my body seemed to be opened up at once, and my mind became clearer than ever before.
Before that.
He never had any other thoughts, because... he was not born to Madam Song, but to Madam Song's personal maid. Madam Song took the initiative to raise him under her name and made him her legitimate son, so he has always been very grateful to Madam Song.
Once desire enters the brain, it will flow throughout the body like blood, penetrating every pore!
He looked at the corpse on the bed with trembling bloodshot eyes, then looked at Mrs. Song, whose hair was disheveled and who was as crazy as a wild beast, and nodded.
Turn around.
He knelt in front of Mrs. Song, kowtowed heavily and cried.
"Mother, stop it!"
Mrs. Song's eyes were shattered by the scenes before her. Things were going completely different from what they had planned. She looked at the bastard in front of her in shock again.
Although she had always treated Song Mingji like a dog, and would make the mother and son grateful by giving them some food, daily necessities, and a little money, she had never thought that the dog would betray her.
“Take him away!”
When he stood up, Song Mingji stood straight, like the master of the Song Mansion. He waved his hand, and the sturdy old woman rushed forward, lifted up Madam Song, and turned away. When Madam Song screamed, a fat hand even covered her mouth with a snap.
Jiang Zhaoying also stood up and moved aside at the right time.
Xu Zhiyan walked to her side, still not looking at her, but just watching the eunuchs carrying the person towards the door.
There was a glimmer of satisfaction in the eyes of the clan leader's wife. She took the initiative to step forward and asked the guests to leave. She apologized to everyone one by one and said that she would invite everyone to come again in a few days to apologize in person.
soon.
The bustling Songhou Mansion became quiet. The joyous atmosphere in the garden had long since dissipated. The servants began to hang white banners and replace the lanterns with white ones everywhere.
Carriages were arriving one after another at the gate of the Song Mansion.
Jiang Zhaoying first sent Eunuch Chen and the two senior brothers to the carriage. Because Eunuch was there, Jiang Zhaoying did not greet the two senior brothers from beginning to end.
only.
He opened his palms and felt a great pang of pain when he saw Xu Zhiyan walking past him and stuffing a ball of paper into his hands.
There are no words on the paper.
But there is a candy!
Small and fragrant.
Jiang Zhaoying slowly peeled the candy and put it into her mouth, the fragrant and sweet taste filled her lips and teeth.
She finally couldn't hold back and tears fell down.
"Miss."
Shu Yun and Shu Yu came to her side together. Shu Yun climbed onto the carriage, lifted the curtain and took a look at the carriage road ahead.
"The carriage is coming, it's time for you to enter the palace!"
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