"Duke of Wei, is that my child?" Song Zhi reached out and grabbed Ning Hongze's arm. "Is he?"
"no."
“How could it not be? It clearly is.” Song Zhi raised his voice slightly.
“Your child is dead, have you forgotten? You ordered him to be killed yourself.” Ning Hongze’s voice was somewhat erratic. “My Zixi is crying and screaming inside, but you won’t let anyone go to save her.”
"I……"
He wanted her dead, so why would he send someone to save her?
But now, he seems to regret it.
"Duke of Wei, I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong. I will remarry Zixi—"
The words "remarriage" had only just been uttered.
Ning Hongze's fist had already slammed down.
"Fuck your mother." What did he think his sister was? He said he didn't want her anymore, and now he regrets it and wants her back.
"My lord, I truly regret it. Please give me another chance—I swear, this time I will treat her well."
"That's what you said when you proposed to me about Zixi. But you didn't keep your word. Not only did you not keep your word, you also wanted her dead," Ning Hong mocked. "Now you regret it and want to promise me you'll treat her well, but what if one day you fall in love with another woman? Will you then harm Zixi again?"
“I swear I will never do it again. If I ever fall in love with someone else, I will send her back.”
Song Zhi said earnestly.
"Do you really think so?" Ning Hong raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I..." Seeing that Ning Hongze's expression seemed to soften, the Seventh Prince immediately felt hopeful.
He needed to persevere; he was sure he could eventually convince the Duke of Wei to agree. "Let me see Zixi, I'll apologize to her properly. I—Duke, what do you want?"
"What do I want to do?" Ning Hong grabbed Song Zhi by the collar and lifted him up.
Song Zhi's feet were lifted off the ground, and he immediately began to struggle.
“I want you to get out of my house.”
Ning Hong suddenly exerted force and threw the man out. He used a lot of strength, and if the Seventh Prince landed with that force, he would be crippled if not killed.
A black-clad bodyguard darted out with a whoosh.
They caught Song Zhi right in the act.
The force was too great, and the guard was forced to stagger backward. He could even hear the sound of his arm bones cracking.
"Ah—" The guard screamed and fell to the ground at the same time as Song Zhi.
Several more guards rushed out and blocked their path.
"Duke of Wei, you are plotting to murder the Seventh Prince."
"Plotting murder? You're overthinking it. I was just venting. Besides, he wasn't hurt, was he?" Although his face was deathly pale with fright.
However, the wounds were inflicted on the guards, while he himself was unharmed.
“Duke of Wei, you are making excuses,” a guard rebuked.
Their bodyguards had undergone numerous trials, making their bodies much tougher than ordinary people.
In this way, even the Seventh Guard had his hands smashed, let alone the Seventh Prince.
"Hmph, I already told you to get out of my house. You are not welcome in my Duke of Wei's mansion."
Ning Hong flicked her sleeves and said, "If you don't leave, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Let's go." Seeing that Song Zhi seemed frightened and in a daze, the head of the guards pulled Song Zhi over the wall and left.
He had a feeling that the Duke of Wei was serious, and if they really didn't leave, the Duke of Wei might actually throw them all out.
As for whether they can defeat the Duke of Wei.
The guards were unsure.
"Walk--"
Seeing that the group had all left.
Ning Zixi came out from inside, looking in the direction Song Zhi had left, her expression inscrutable and extremely complicated.
She never imagined that her eyes would become so blind.
What exactly was it that she had her eye on?
"Zixi, I don't want you to go back." Ning Hong turned away. "So now you can't go back?"
His move this time must have terrified Song Zhi.
I just don't know if he'll have the courage to come back a second time.
But it doesn't matter, if he dares to come, I'll throw it again.
"I don't want to go back. My own home is so comfortable. Why should I suffer at someone else's house?"
She had longed for married life.
She thought that going from the Duke of Wei's mansion to the Seventh Prince's mansion was just a change of life, but the reality was quite different.
While living in the Duke of Wei's mansion, her brother helped her with many things, as did the steward and servants. Her life was easy and carefree. Everyone doted on her like a treasure, even her poor sister-in-law treated her very well.
If Changxi has something, she will only have more, not less.
However, in the Seventh Prince's mansion, the matrons were not convinced of her worth, and the maids also had ulterior motives.
They were all scrambling to climb up the ladder.
This made her feel really tired.
Of course, at the beginning, Song Zhi had feelings for her and treated her very well. She tasted the sweetness in her heart and naturally didn't take these things to heart.
For the sake of the person I love, I'm willing to be a little tired.
But how long has it been?
Everything has changed.
Song Zhi fell in love with the widow.
It's ironic, really. She, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Wei's mansion, was no match for a widow—
From that moment on, everything changed.
"Brother, will you marry someone else in the future and then stop liking me? Will you not want me to stay at home anymore?"
"Of course not, you can stay as long as you want. If you don't want to get married, your brother will support you, and we'll raise An'an together. If you fall in love with someone else, your brother will give you a grand wedding with a magnificent procession."
Ning Hong solemnly promised.
Upon returning to the palace, Song Zhuo barged directly into Ning Changxi's Phoenix Pavilion.
Ning Changxi is having a meal.
He was stunned when he saw Song Zhuo.
The look of surprise vanished in an instant, and Ning Changxi quickly put on a smile.
"Your Majesty, what is this?"
Are you having a meal?
"Yes, I suddenly felt very hungry, so I asked the imperial kitchen to prepare some food and bring it over. Would Your Majesty like to have some with you?"
"No need, I'm not hungry. You eat." Song Zhuo sat down directly.
Xiao Xi stood to the side and poured Song Zhuo a cup of tea. "Your Majesty, please have some tea."
"Hmm." Song Zhuo took the tea but didn't drink it. He just put it aside and stared intently at Ning Changxi.
Ning Changxi suddenly felt uneasy.
Some even lost their appetite.
"Your Majesty, why are you staring at me like that?"
His gaze was like that of someone eyeing prey, as if he were about to devour her whole at any moment.
"Changxi, give me a son."
Ning Changxi: "—"
The spoon in his hand fell into the bowl in an instant. Ning Changxi looked up and stared at Song Zhuo as if he had seen a ghost.
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