Chapter 557 Delusion
"When I married you, I brought Cheng Huan with me. Do you only now think of disliking me?"
Although Song Ming really wanted to control his emotions.
But Zhang Heyao really has the ability to make her explode with just a few words.
"I'm not discussing this with you now, I'm informing you." Zhang Heyao didn't even bother to give her a look. "Even if everyone in the Zhenbei Palace dies, I won't divorce you. As long as you behave yourself, you're still Madam Zhang."
"Why?" Song Mingzhen burst into tears. "Why don't you just kill me? You hate my father and brother, and you hate me so much, why don't you just kill me?"
She really, totally failed.
Without her parents' home, she also became estranged from her husband.
"Because I don't want people to think that I flatter the powerful and bully the weak, and that I've ignored you after your family fell."
"You're just seeking fame!" Song Mingzhen cursed, gritting his teeth. "Zhang Heyao, you're such a hypocrite."
"Just know what I want." Zhang Heyao remained calm.
He really didn't want Song Mingzhen to die.
He just wanted her to occupy his position as wife, then no one would arrange a marriage for him, and he could avoid unnecessary trouble.
Zhang Heyao is actually relatively satisfied with the current situation.
Song Mingzhen no longer had the confidence to boss him around.
Song Mingzhen is not stupid and knows how to keep a low profile.
"Then," Song Mingzhen calmed down a little, bit his lip and asked, "If Cheng Huan's marriage encounters any problems, will you help her?"
"As long as you are obedient enough, her marriage will be smooth."
These words came out of his mouth with conviction, determination and convincing power.
Song Mingzhen stared blankly at the mature and elegant man in front of him, but with cold eyes, and felt sad.
Zhang Heyao is no longer the poor boy who knelt down to coax her to drink chicken soup many years ago.
He has become a powerful official with great influence in the government.
Everything is under control.
Power and money are truly a man's best attire.
She herself really had no choice.
"Haruro, I want to ask you something. Answer me truthfully, no matter what the answer is."
Zhang Heyao did not promise.
Song Mingzhen looked at him and asked, "Is it you who brought down the Zhenbei Palace?"
"Not this time."
"That's good—even if you're lying to me, it allows me to continue deceiving myself and living." Song Mingzhen murmured, "I want to thank you. Does this count as a hundred days of grace after a day of marriage?"
"Not this time, but I didn't say anything. I won't add fuel to the fire." Zhang Heyao said coldly, "Since you know that I want to deal with the Zhenbei Palace, then you must be very clear about what your eldest brother did to me back then!"
No one is a fool, so don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth.
Zhang Heyao naturally had his own reasons for keeping Song Mingzhen.
He was afraid of the troubles in his future marriage, the distraction of his energy in the backyard, and he didn't want to be criticized for being heartless and ungrateful.
If he could take advantage of the downfall of the Zhenbei Palace, he could create an image of a man who is loyal and righteous.
"I know, but those things are in the past. You are doing so well now, and it is also because of the palace's efforts. Can't it offset it? You can't be ungrateful."
"You hurt others and make light of it. When others tell the truth, you are ungrateful." Zhang Heyao sneered.
He stood up and looked down at Song Mingzhen.
"You've always prided yourself on being smart. I believe you'll make the right choice this time as well."
"What's the right choice? Do I even have a choice?"
"Yes. You will sacrifice your relatives for the sake of justice and help the court provide more evidence of the Zhenbei Palace's ill intentions..."
"Stop slandering me! When did my father and brother ever have any ill intentions?"
"I'm just suggesting this out of kindness, feel free to do as you please."
Zhang Heyao stood up and walked out, unwilling to stay any longer.
Song Mingzhen was throwing things again.
As soon as Zhang Heyao walked out of the yard, he saw Song Qingyi standing at the door with a maid behind her, kneeling to salute him.
"I heard that the master is back——"
"Let's go talk to you."
"yes."
Song Qingyi and Song Mingzhen are completely different.
She came to see Zhang Heyao because she was afraid that the Zhenbei Palace would be beaten to death this time.
Zhang Heyao looked at the slap marks on her face left by Song Mingzhen, and gave her peace of mind.
"Zhenbei Palace is doomed."
He was going to do this too.
It's just that now, someone has taken the lead.
The evidence in his hands is enough to destroy the Zhenbei Palace.
"Thank you, Master." Song Qingyi's eyes were filled with hatred. "I can't wait to see what happens to them."
"You can wait and see. The Imperial Guards will escort them to the capital. Even if they are executed, they will die in the capital."
Song Qingyi smiled.
OK, OK.
She had to see it with her own eyes.
Watch those who ruined her aunt's life go to hell together!
"What are your plans for the future?" Zhang Heyao suddenly asked.
Song Qingyi was stumped by his question.
Her future?
What future does she have?
She has become so different that she can't even recognize herself.
"You are just a concubine. I can let you go after the matter in the palace is over. But don't worry, you can think about your future these days. Of course, if you want to stay in the palace and fight that crazy woman, I don't mind."
However, when he occasionally thought about it, he felt it was unnecessary.
The purpose of Song Qingyi's existence is to help him restrain Song Mingzhen before the Zhenbei Palace falls.
Now she is useless.
Song Mingzhen was too busy to take care of himself.
Zhang Heyao wanted to let her out.
Women who have carried hatred in the past are all very cruel.
There is no need to offend them, and there is no need to keep them around and become a hidden danger.
After Zhang Heyao left, Song Qingyi sat against the head of the bed, looking dazed.
What can she do in the future?
She had nowhere to go.
Just let it rot here.
A few days later, Song Chenghuan's future in-laws really had the idea of breaking off the engagement.
Song Ming was really anxious.
Song Cheng Huan said, "Mother, I won't get married! He doesn't want to marry me, and I don't want to marry either! Who cares!"
Song Mingzhen couldn't communicate with her and was so anxious that blisters appeared on his mouth.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Heyao stood up and overwhelmed the opponent.
Faced with the pressure from the Minister of Revenue, the other party naturally compromised.
Not only did she not dare to cancel the engagement, she also asked a matchmaker to come to her house to "clarify the misunderstanding."
Only then did Song Mingzhen breathe a sigh of relief.
The outside world's evaluation of Zhang Heyao suddenly turned into one of deep affection and loyalty.
Zhang Heyao was taking Xiaoman horseback riding in the suburbs.
He himself actually never cared about things like fame.
He firmly believed that history is written by the victors.
But now he has a soft spot.
He couldn't let Xiaoman go out because people would point fingers at him.
Xiaoman wants a tall and strong father.
When Song Mingzhen completely loses her sharpness and support, he can make her his second wife.
——Yes, Zhang Heyao wanted to remember Lu Qiniang as his original wife, and register Xiaoman under Lu Qiniang’s name.
After going around in circles, his wife and children are them.
As for Xiao Yan, he is already dead.
What can a dead person fight for?
It would be best if Lu Qiniang came to argue with him.
He couldn't wait to reconcile with her.
He will take it one step at a time.
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